Daily refining is now Lin Luo’s top priority.

One-tenth of the refining has not been completed yet, Lin Luo has already felt that he has made a complete improvement. If he refines all Hunyuan true qi, it will probably be enough for him to reach the level of a martial artist.

After being promoted to the level of a martial artist within half a year, Lin Luo felt excited just by thinking about it.

The leaders of several major sects of Zhao State, apart from the giant Zangjian Villa, are the Lingshan Sect, Qianyuan Sect and Baihua Palace. Among them, Pei Zifeng, the head of Lingshan Sect, is the highest-level warrior. The Lord of Baihua Palace, only the middle-level warrior.

Think about it, as long as he is promoted to a martial arts master in half a year, he can overwhelm the heroes and officially let the Lingyun Sect open a path in Zhao State.

Moreover, the three-year agreement with Yaoyue is enough for only one and a half years to make her regret!

In five days of kung fu, the internal energy refined has reached a base. Although it is only less than one-tenth of the Dantian Qi Sea, Lin Luo has already improved a lot. His internal energy is almost at a stable level of a middle-grade warrior. Moreover, in terms of practicing the Golden Pass Jade Lock Art, he can quickly reach the third level, which is also the highest level of the Quanzhen internal energy mental method. I wonder what surprises it will bring to Lin Luo.

Don’t be discouraged by defeat, don’t be arrogant when you win.

Lin Luo knew that this was not something he had practiced, but was purely a gift from an old man during his lifetime.

Being able to practice to a terrifying height so quickly, looking at the past and present, Lin Luo's luck and improvement speed should be among the top three.

In more than two years, from martial artists to warriors, seven levels, and twenty-four months, Lin Luo's strength will be improved to a new level every three and a half months. This is only two years, can it be more amazing if it continues to develop?

Li Mu, the general of the white horse and red spear, who was famous all over the world, only had twenty-five territories from Guigu, established Wuzong. He was thirty-year-old Wu Zun and became one of the most powerful people in the territory of Zhao State.

Lin Luo is now twenty-two, and has already touched the edge of a martial artist. In the eyes of others, he still learns without a teacher. He is far better than the disciples of the Zongheng family who have carefully taught the Guigu Immortal Master He Zonglianheng.

Not mentioned overnight.

The next morning, before Lin Luo could go to the ring, someone had already come to invite him.

After all, Batu almost dominated for two days and was turned over at the last moment. This gossip effect aroused the curiosity of more people. All tribes in Zhongshan were originally martial-abused nations. Now, when they knew that a more powerful character appeared, they were all curious and came out to wait and see.

The ring competition was even more unwilling to lose this gimmick, so I made a special trip early in the morning to invite the master who successfully defended the ring yesterday, "Fuqian".

They also investigated that although Fu Qian is very good at martial arts, his behavior is really a bit like a country bumpkin. The first thing he did when he got the money was to buy new clothes, feed horses, eat delicious food and stay in the best inn. His behavior was no different from that of a nouveau riche.

"Since you invite me, it's hard to stop your affection, I will meet the heroes of Jianjia again today!"

When we arrived at the arena, we saw that there were indeed a lot more people today than yesterday. Many people came here to see the people who beat Batu down the arena with one move.

Lin Luo and the host came on stage from the other side.

"The hero Fuqian, who successfully won the championship yesterday, is still in the ring today. The reward for this last day is 500 taels of silver. I don't know if it's the hero Fuqian that can laugh to the end, or if there will be a new master who will dominate the ring and win the last 500 taels of bonus!"

The host's passionate statement also aroused the response from the audience. After all, this is only 500 taels of silver, and the purchasing power is enough to be rich and wealthy in any place in Zhongshan.

As the saying goes, money can make the devil push the mill, and not everyone can resist the temptation of a huge sum of 500 taels.

"Then next, I'll ask yesterday's champion, the hero Fu Qian, to continue to defend the game. Whoever can hold on until today's sunset will receive a bonus of 500 taels!"

Lin Luo stood on the ring, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands.

A long sword of autumn water is about 1.5 meters long.

He changed into a gorgeous costume of the Xianbei people outside the territory and a long sword with cloud patterns and water lines, which complemented each other. Yesterday's image as a mountain village man suddenly turned into an elegant noble prince, which made people admire him.

"Come on, let me meet you!" A man carrying a golden knife went upstairs on the air, bringing out a crisp and powerful wind.

"I'm going to use the Khitan Yi Jindao, please give me some advice!" The golden knife was filled with light and was particularly dazzling under the sunlight. On the side of the golden knife, there was a four-clawed golden dragon nestled on the side of the spine of the golden knife, with both form and spirit, as if it was alive.

"Please!" Lin Luo said with his fists.

Qiu Shui's long sword stood beside him, Lin Luo stood with his hands behind his back, his long gown fluttering.

The golden sword drew a golden mark in the air, and the strong wind blew the dust on the ring to both sides.

The sword is full of strength!

The deep sword energy rises with the sword.

Yi Jin's sword raised his sword and slashed towards Lin Luo, each of which contained a lot of changes.

This seemingly simple sword has a lot of mystery inside. The power does not lie in the sharpness of the sword, but in the confidence shown by this sword.

Of course, Lin Luo saw that the other party was not frightened at all, and he sniffed in his heart, slashed out with a palm, hitting the blade.

"when!"

Lin Luo's palm was not damaged at all.

Yi Jindao retreated back, his face flashed with redness, and he shook it again, and he put the knife in his arms and stood firm.

After a while, he said, "It's really amazing. I believe you kill Batu in one move!"

Lin Luo smiled faintly and said, "Your first-hand sword technique is also amazing!"

Yi Jindao wiped a dragon golden sword on his sleeve and said happily: "Then let's take another move!"

Move your left foot forward, and slashes the big knife with your head, from lifting it up to slashing it. These three movements have a continuous momentum, making people feel that they cannot make any counterattack on him before the action is fully completed.

The people with some eyesight in the audience changed their faces. I didn’t expect that the Yi Jindao’s strength was so powerful, and it was not allowed to do anything than Batu yesterday. There were many strong people coming out. Today’s last day of the arena was really interesting!

Lin Luo, who was covered with the sword energy, felt even deeper. It seemed that the sword technique of Yi Jindao had been practiced to the stage of entering the hall.

A muffled groan.

One punch.

Yi Jindao was very surprised. His sword was so powerful that he used his sword to attack, so how could the other party be stupid enough to use his fist to make a tough move?

A heart moved.

The sword force subtly opened and closed, and the change was ingenious. As the blade trembled, sword flowers burst out, and suddenly enveloped every angle that Lin Luo might have attacked.

‘Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!’

Lin Luo's fist turned into a palm, his palm turned into claws, his five fingers bent and bounced, and he bounced on the blade five times in a row with a yang finger finger force, blocking the attack of Yi Jindao.

Yi Jindao laughed, put the knife away again, changed from straight to slanting, and the long sword tilted cleverly, and the blade just reflected the bright sunshine in the sky, illuminating Lin Luo's eyes.

Lin Luo's eyes were disturbed, so he simply closed his eyes directly, and the palm power of Han Bing Mian Palm hit the golden knife.

A layer of frost quickly condensed on the golden knife at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the entire golden knife, and frozen together with the handle of the knife.
Chapter completed!