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Although Zhou Ji was unable to use Blue Dragon Strength now, and zhenqi was slightly inferior to Lin Jin, the technique of self-control that allowed him to control everything as if it was his own, allowed him to move nimbly in the air like a mudfish. In the blink of an eye, he attacked with nine palms and eighteen kicks at Lin Jin, in a completely natural manner.

If he had not entered the domain of the Intent Step of Transmutation, based on Lin Jin's body, which had almost never cultivated a technique, he would probably be knocked out of his senses by Zhou Ji's series of attacks.

However, with the help of such a profound cultivation method and concept, he was now extremely clear in his heart. No matter where Zhou Ji's attack came from, he would be able to see it clearly.

”Bang!” Bang Bang ”Bang …”

The two of them had zhenqi s protecting them, so much so that their fists, palms, legs, and even every part of their bodies had become Zhou Ji's weapons.

But Lin Jin only had one fist and one palm, but even so, with the Intent Step of Transmutation concept, Lin Jin remained calm and used one palm to block Zhou Ji's attack.

In this instant, it was unknown how many rounds they had fought, but all they had produced was a series of sounds.

Zhou Ji's control over his body had almost reached its peak, but seeing that no matter how ingenious his moves were, they were all dissolved by him in such a clumsy manner, like a mouse eating a turtle's meat without any place to bite, made him so sad that he almost vomited blood.

On the other hand, Lin Jin, using the special effects of this kind of concept, had instead learned quite a few things that he had never heard of from Zhou Ji during this exchange.

Of course, on the surface, he still maintained a cold and expressionless face.

The two of them separated again, landing tens of feet away.

Under the influence of the force from the exchange between the two, the pitch-black dust was finally lifted into the air.

At this time of the day, the weather was getting hot. For convenience's sake, Lin Jin wore a light yellow T-shirt. But at this moment, the light yellow short-sleeved T-shirt had already been dyed half yellow and half black by the black dust.

Zhou Ji was not much better off. He was wearing a brand-new suit, although it was black in the first place, it couldn't be seen even if there was black dust stuck to it.

However, what was laughable was that although the rest of the suit looked extremely new, his right arm was completely bare, and only a little rag was fluttering on his shoulder, which made it seem strange.

A gust of wind blew, and all the dust and dirt flew towards the bamboo house. Lin Jin glanced at the bamboo house, only to see that it was covered with dust and no longer had the luster from before.

Seeing the dust flying around, Lin Jin laughed out loud, and said: ”It's not convenient to fight here, Gongzi Zhou, why not come with me to the lake to fight?”

In this battle, Zhou Ji had ignited the passion that had filled Zhou Ji's blood for many years, and with a loud laugh, he replied loudly, ”Alright, today, let's enjoy the battle with Brother Lin!”

”Gongzi Zhou, please follow me!” Laughing out loud, Lin Jin flew over to the lakeside.

”Alright!” Seeing Lin Jin jumping down the mountain, Zhou Ji was not willing to fall behind. He jumped on top of the two stones and left the side of the mountain, like a fallen leaf, he chased after Lin Jin.

Lin Jin's lightness exercise was an absolute technique that Luo Mingdao had stolen from many Daoist sects. Although he had only inherited a portion of the technique, it was also extremely amazing.

Lin Jin was especially interested in this kind of lightness exercise. After a thousand rounds of practice, although he was not able to completely cooperate with it due to not being familiar with the body, he had already understood the essence within. Under the circulation of the zhenqi, it was like a sharp arrow shooting towards the ground.

When he landed on the ground, he saw that Zhou Ji was still in midair. Coincidentally, Lin Jin felt that there was some dust on his face that was a little uncomfortable, so he directly went to the lakeside and held a handful of cold water to wash his face.

After washing his face, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

Lin Jin turned his head to look at him, and seeing that Zhou Ji only had half a sleeve left, he could not help but laugh: ”Brother Zhou's image is gone!”

At this time, Zhou Ji had just arrived behind him, and did not expect Lin Jin to suddenly say such a sentence. Looking at him, he could not help but let out a bitter laugh, and ridiculed: ”Didn't you also become a Charcoal? The same goes for us! ”

After an evenly matched battle, this unintentional joke had instantly reduced the tense atmosphere between the two.

”Alright!” ”I'm not satisfied with the previous round, we had a new round!”

After washing his face, Lin Jin suddenly stood up. A sharp and imposing manner immediately surged out with his rise.

Zhou Ji laughed bitterly: ”You are fine, let me wash my face first before speaking of it again!”

Seeing his originally white face had turned black and white from the sweat from the battle, Lin Jin's imposing manner that climbed up immediately disappeared as he laughed loudly, ”Hurry and go, go and fight after washing up!”

The atmosphere that had been solemn this whole time finally eased up amidst this hearty laugh. Previously, the fight between the two had even brought a trace of anger, especially after the two fist and fingers collided, the two people had almost unleashed their true flames.

However, along with this hearty laughter, the trace of resentment in their hearts vanished. In fact, it was even more peaceful than before the fight. This was more in line with the concept of martial arts.