Fantasy: plundering opportunities, leaving the protagonist with nowhere to go

He glanced at the other party lightly, but there was no anger in his eyes that Lu Fan had expected to be offended. Instead, he caught a trace of imperceptible contempt in her clear eyes.

Making trouble?

Who is afraid!

He is no longer what he used to be.

Having broken through the extraordinary realm and obtained the inheritance from the Master of the Sword Palace, no matter in terms of identity or status, he is no longer just a cat or a dog. He has a promising future now! At this moment, Sun Aotian took two steps forward, cupped his hands and said

"Although my junior brother has good talent, a person's strength is not determined solely by his talent."

"Senior brother, I dare to ask, do you dare to compete with your senior brother?"

"If Senior Brother is lucky enough to defeat Junior Brother, then Junior Brother will not be qualified for the position of Master of the Sword Hall today."

"When you can defeat your senior brother, it will be when you inherit the position of the master of the Sword Palace."

"Why don't you say anything? Could it be that you feel that you can't cultivate well enough and are afraid?"

Hearing this, before Lin Ming could speak, the Supreme Elder hurriedly said

"Lin Ming has not yet touched the artistic conception and is invincible. It is not fair for you to challenge him now!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ming said loudly:"Challenge me? OK, as you wish!"

The Supreme Elder:"……"

When the masters of the other halls saw Lin Ming agreeing to the competition, they all shook their heads, with obvious contempt in their eyes.

In their opinion, Lin Ming had already proven that he was talented enough to inherit the Sword Palace by breaking through to the extraordinary realm before he was twenty.

Now, we just need to wait for the arrangement of the Supreme Elder.

However, he actually agreed to compete with Sun Aotian!

Who is Sun Aotian?

A being who has touched the gun mind, and the two of them competed, wouldn't it be easy to crush Lin Ming?

The idea of ​​being confused and too young coincided with the appearance of other elders.

Originally, according to the information they received, Lin Ming was a young and mature man.

But I didn't expect that after receiving the inheritance, it would actually expand.

For a moment, everyone made space.

Lin Ming and Sun Aotian were on one side, sizing each other up.

At the same time, a cold wind began to pick up, and a damp smell floated in the air.

There were more and more dark clouds gathering above my head. The clouds looked dark and heavy, as if they were weighted down by lead weights in the low sky, rolling endlessly.

Sun Aotian is dressed in white, holds a luxurious spear in his hand, has a delicate face, and looks like Changshan Zhao Zilong alive.

"Tianxuanmen, Sun Aotian, has been practicing spear for fifteen years."

In the crowd, Lu Fan grinned:"It's better to lose both sides, no, to kill that bastard Lin Ming!"

"Tian Xuan Sect, Lin Ming, has been practicing swordsmanship for less than five years."

Lin Ming patted the ordinary long sword on his waist, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.

He originally wanted to say that sword practice should not last more than half a month, but he thought it would be too arrogant to say so.

So, he chose to keep a low profile.

At this time Lin Ming had a half-smile on his face.

Sun Aotian frowned, but he still raised the spear in his hand and made a shooting gesture. With the spear in his hand, he was full of confidence!

Sun Aotian did not hesitate and suddenly shook the spear. , stabbed towards Lin Ming

"coming!"

"This is Senior Brother Sun's Swift Wind Spear Technique. The spear shoots out like a dragon, with terrifying momentum!"

"Looking at the momentum, it turns out that he has reached the level of a minor master in spear skills, which is really awesome!"

Outside the circle, the knowledgeable disciples couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing this shot. Other disciples heard the popular science and immediately heard bursts of exclamations.

"I don’t know how Lin Ming should resolve this shot!"

Many people turned their attention to Lin Ming, not only hoping to perform well, but also hoping that the opponent would be defeated with one shot.

However, a scene that they never expected appeared.

They saw that they were faced with a flash of cold wind. However, Lin Ming was half-lying down with his spear skills, as if he was motionless on the spot, as if waiting for death.

Lin Ming was originally planning to strike first and attack the opponent without any regard for martial ethics.

However, he suddenly had an idea.

That was to try To test the gap between himself and the geniuses in this world.

So, he let go of the sword, and when the gun was only a short distance away from him, he took a little step and easily dodged the shot.

Huh?

Seeing that he was easily dodged by the shot. , Sun Aotian felt an inexplicable sense of depression.

The strength of this guy named Lin Ming was not simple! A low wind whistled, blowing everyone's clothes, making hunting noises.

The battle between the two broke out instantly.

The spear in Sun Aotian's hand He kept pointing and made a sonic boom sound.

The speed was extremely fast, and he could stab five swords in the blink of an eye!

Everyone watched from the outside and felt their scalps numb.

With this kind of shooting, if you are not careful, you will be stabbed to death in an instant.

Sun Aotian came out The spear attacks continued like a violent storm.

But Lin Ming just carried his left hand behind his back and held the sword in one hand, blocking easily.

With the inheritance of the master of the Sword Palace, he had too much experience in fighting the enemy.

"Just like that, you dare to stop me from becoming the master of the Sword Palace?"

"Is this the Taoist disciple of the sect?"

"What a disappointment! Lin

Ming dodged a shot, tilted his head, looked at Sun Aotian who kept firing out shots, and taunted him.