Wudong: Peerless Sword Immortal, starting from the god-level sign-in

Chapter 15 Marriage!

The shadow of the fist was heavy, like a falling stone, hitting Lin Chen's face directly.

The sound of breaking through the air was particularly loud in the trial hall.

Lin Yun's rock-falling fist used extremely fast speed and powerful power to compress Lin Chen's movement space, forcing the opponent to retreat to the edge of the competition platform.

The purpose is very simple, that is to force Lin Chen to confront him head-on!

Lin Chen noticed the other party's intention, chuckled slightly, and said:

"In that case, let's go head-to-head!"

When his fingers came together, a flash of sword energy was already aimed at the opponent's fists.

As long as the other party continues, they will definitely suffer.

How can a body of flesh and blood withstand the sharp edge?

As expected, Lin Yuzai noticed the power of the Spirit Sword's fingers, which could only be met head-on with his own Rock-falling Fist, and he could only attack Lin Chen's shoulder.

"watch out!"

The martial arts that Lin Yun is proficient in is the Falling Stone Fist.

After staggering the head-on confrontation with the Spirit Sword Finger, it also hit Lin Chen on the shoulder... No, his left hand had already easily blocked it.

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!
"You are..."

As the sound of snapping sounded, Lin Chen's left hand was already clenched into a fist, and he suddenly clashed with the falling stone fist.

The violent roaring sound stirred up a lot of dust.

The two of them also retreated to varying degrees under the force of this confrontation.

"Tong back fist!"

Lin Yun's face looked a little ugly. He had already seen the boxing technique used by Lin Chen just now.

Tongbei Fist, the ultimate is nine rings.

In the moment of the confrontation, he clearly heard seven sounds!

If he read it correctly, this might not be the ultimate level of the other party.

Moreover, Lin Chen also possesses a second-grade low-grade martial arts spirit sword finger, whose sharpness is even more powerful than his Falling Stone Fist and is enough to penetrate flesh and blood.

Lin Yun was in trouble. Judging from this situation, there was no way he could beat the opponent.

"Cousin Lin Chen, what a great skill!"

After he praised him, he said simply and neatly: "Next time, let's fight again. I will admit defeat in this game!"

Lin Chen was slightly stunned, but he also knew that given the other party's temperament, such behavior was relatively normal.

We are all acquainted with each other, so there is absolutely no need to get into a particularly tense situation with such a huge disparity in strength.

And why should the contest between the two only take place on this trial stage?

Lin Chen cupped his hands and said, "Cousin Lin Yun, thank you very much!"

"No need to thank me, your strength is definitely more than the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm!"

Lin Yun left these words in a low voice when she and Lin Chen were separated.

Also.

He himself is at the sixth level of the Body Tempering Realm, so he naturally knows the strength of Yuanli, which largely makes the power of martial arts different.

Just now, the first-grade low-level Chengwu Xuetong back fist blasted him away with just seven punches.

This is already very illustrative of the problem. The difference must be in Yuanli.

"I underestimated it..."

Lin Chen looked at the other person's back and couldn't help but murmured.He was already trying his best to control his energy, but he couldn't resist because this man's mind was so smart that he could easily guess it after the duel ended.

Fortunately, Lin Yun only said this in his ears. Otherwise, if the others knew about it, how would they be able to scare Lin Hong?

VIP seat.

A delighted smile appeared on Qingtan's face, she waved her pink fist and said excitedly: "I knew Brother Chen could win!"

Lin Xiao next to him was also very pleased with the result of this game.

However, he looked at Lin Chen a few more times with some confusion.

That was a second-grade low-grade martial arts spirit sword finger. In terms of its power, it had already been completely controlled by the opponent.

After practicing the Spirit Sword Finger, Lin Chen actually still had time and energy to practice the Tongbei Fist, and reached the seventh ring, which really surprised Lin Xiao.

When it comes to talent in swordsmanship, he still agrees that the other party is the leader of the younger generation of the Lin family. His hard work and persistence are obvious to all, and he should have such strength.

However, this boxing technique is completely different from the sword technique, and the key points they pay attention to are no longer on the same level.

How could the other party do this?
on the rostrum.

Lin Zhentian, who was sitting on it, was very happy when he saw that Lin Chen had won easily, and he cheered continuously:

"Wonderful, wonderful! Ah Chen is really talented in swordsmanship. This spiritual sword refers to a second-grade low-level martial arts. In the opponent's hand, it seems to be a sharp sword that cannot be easily touched by flesh and blood. .”

He hoped that Lin Chen would win and was mentally prepared for the two of them to fight.

But he never thought that Lin Chen could win the game so easily.

Lincoln, the middle-aged man standing next to him, heard this and echoed: "Father, this Ah Chen is indeed talented in swordsmanship. Judging from the situation of the duel just now, he should be about to reach the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm. . After the competition among the clans is over, and with the training resources obtained, there is hope to reach the Earth Yuan realm faster."

Lin Zhentian understood what the other party meant and said with emotion: "I thought that the person who could serve as the backbone of the Lin family in the future has not yet appeared. Now it seems that all of us, the younger generation, are actually geniuses. Since we are geniuses, then naturally we are We need to cultivate them vigorously!”

"Then father, if Ah Chen has a chance to win the first place in the clan competition, can you please grant me a marriage?"

Lincoln's heart moved slightly, and he took this opportunity to ask in a low voice.

Before the clan competition began, his precious daughter kept whispering in his ears.

He originally didn't want to get involved. He felt that it would be too early to discuss things like relationships now, which would delay his cultivation.

I just saw Lin Chen's performance, so outstanding.

If you cultivate them well, your future achievements will definitely be considerable.

At the very least, he will become a peak powerhouse in the Earth Yuan Realm, and is expected to break through to the Tian Yuan Realm, and even touch the Yuan Dan Realm!
In this way, he definitely doesn't want to let the other party slip away from his hands.

"Give marriage..."

When Lin Zhentian heard this, he pondered for a moment, looked at Lincoln with a half-smile, and said:
"Before this, Xia'er came to me and talked about this matter. I originally thought that you, the father, didn't say anything, and I, the grandfather, naturally couldn't intervene. But now you are so Having said that, then I don’t mind this happening.”

Lincoln suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up, and he thanked: "Thank you father, Xia'er will definitely be very happy!"

However, Lin Zhentian waved his hand, making the happy Lincoln look confused.

"Father, are you..." I am really worried whether I agree or not.

"Don't worry."

Lin Zhentian smiled and patted Lincoln on the shoulder and said, "This matter still depends on Ah Chen. If he is unwilling, we can't force him."

Lincoln breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be this.

"Father, you can rest assured. I will never force Ah Chen. Things like feelings always have to be done slowly. With your approval, I think Ah Chen will agree."

His eyes stayed on the young man in white. He was always calm and calm, as if nothing could bother him.

Lincoln knew that it would not be that simple to facilitate this marriage, and other things needed to be done. He looked at Lin Xia, a slender girl in red who was still fighting her opponent in the game, and murmured:

"Xia'er, your father and I have risked our lives for your wishful husband. Next, it depends on your hard and soft tactics..."

(End of this chapter)