C77 (1/2)
An attack that was like a torrential storm struck towards Lin Yue.
He was like a demon from hell, staring straight at Lin Yue, roaring ferociously, wanting to tear him apart!
”Boom!”
The fist wind carried with it a majestic and powerful Genuine Essence power, as it shattered a pillar on the stage, causing the entire stage to shake, as though it was going to fall apart.
Lin Yue clenched his teeth tightly and moved forward with difficulty, doing everything he could to dodge the incoming fist wind to avoid it.
In the sky, the dark clouds were getting denser and denser. A gust of wind blew past the leaves on the treetops, blowing towards Shi Mu.
The dense, black clouds pressed down towards the ground, as if they were right above Netherworld Sect. As long as one stood on the tallest building, one might be able to touch them.
The violent, frenzied, and fierce battle set off waves of green storms in the air.
The Genuine Essence that Lin Hsing had fiercely shot out surged, directly flying more than three meters high, and could be seen from afar even from the other parts of the Netherworld Sect.
It was hidden behind a large and ancient tree, and one could vaguely see a corner of the eaves. It was ancient and heavy, giving off a feeling that it was eternally ancient.
At this moment, on the top floor of the ancient pagoda, two old men were playing chess.
When Blackie landed, Bai Zi immediately died.
”No, no, I'm not leaving here …” The old man in front of him shouted in a flurry, grabbing at the hand that was trying to take away his chess piece.
”Hey, little uncle-master, why are you repenting now? Didn't we just agree? ”I will take root and will never go back on my word …” Lee Fengxue frowned slightly as he revealed a helpless expression while constantly shaking his head.
”Ah?” Did he say that? ”That's what you said, I didn't say!” The old man in front of him was small and thin, with a very big head, eyes rolling around as he cunningly said.
”You're shameless to the point that it doesn't matter anymore, I'll just take it as you win.” Lee Fengxue had already lost all interest in playing chess.
”Don't, if you don't want to play chess with me, I am too bored. Come, come, let's play again, this time, no one is allowed to go back on their word!”
Dense, ink-like clouds descended from the sky. The strong wind blew on top of the ancient pagoda, causing their long robes to flutter.
A mournful roar came from afar, causing Lee Fengxue to frown. The voice was filled with surging killing intent, and contained a hint of a demonic nature, as if there was a sign that a disciple would be bedeviled.
”Someone's bedeviled!?” Lee Fengxue turned his head to take a look, and saw that the voice was coming from the direction of the Netherworld Sect Vice Hall, which was the location of the outer sect. He pondered for a moment, then said softly: ”Today is the entrance exam, there should be a competition going on over there, why is there such a bad omen?”
”Don't worry about it, those elders will deal with it.”
”That's true,” Lee Fengxue nodded, and then placed his hands on the Go board.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, not only did the roar not disappear, it even grew louder.
”Wait!” Lee Fengxue frowned, he stood up and looked over: ”Junior master, I want to take a look at the front, I'll come see you when I have time.”
With that, Lee Fengxue's legs flashed with a green light, he leapt into the air and flew like a bolt of lightning towards the distance.
”Hey!” ”Don't go, play with me a bit more!”
The big-headed old man's face was filled with disappointment. He slumped back into his seat and sighed: ”So boring. I've been waiting in this Dragon Suppressing Pagoda for three hundred years and still haven't seen a single divine dragon come out. It's so boring.”
Back then, Senior Brother Master lied to me that he caught the divine dragon and gave it to me, but I never thought that after three hundred years, I would not even be able to find a single dragon scale.
”Ninety!”
Below the stage, Zheng Wan clenched her fists, her eyes filled with worry, and shouted loudly.
”Lin Yue, there are only ten moves left, hold on!”
On the stage, Lin Yue's movements were no longer as nimble as they were before. He was now unable to unleash the Ghost Step, and was completely relying on his pure primal speed to escape.
The entire ring was filled with deep craters that could cause one to fall into them if they weren't careful.
”Ahhh!” Lin Hsing roared frantically, his eyes releasing a dense blood light, as though he was a demon, submerging within the killing willpower.
His speed was still indescribably fast, the Thunder Fist continued to rumble, and crazily smashed downwards. The strong storm was enough to injure an ordinary disciple.
”Crack!”
Lin Yue struck the Spirit Sword with his fist a dozen times. This time, the first stage Spirit Sword broke into pieces and flew out.