Chapter 28 Wu Hook

Ji Ming mechanically turned his head and looked at Liu Xiangzhen. Seeing that he was like himself, he was stunned and his face was incredible.

"Lin...Brother Lin, are you true?" Liu Xiangzhen felt that his mouth trembled a little. He clearly believed in Linshang in his heart, but he still asked.

Linshang nodded with a wry smile and said, "Well, it's true."

Liu Xiangzhen and Ji Ming looked at each other. Both of them saw the incredible in each other's eyes, but when they heard Lin's explanation, they couldn't refute it and finally had to believe it.

"No, even if you have the cultivation of the innate virtual elixir in the middle of time, it should not be my brother Song's opponent. The pen-shaped magic weapon in Song's hand is the best of the lower magic weapons, and its power can be comparable to that of ordinary medium-grade magic weapons." Ji Ming suddenly raised a question.

Linshang nodded and said, "Yes, I really can't beat Brother Song by swordsmanship alone, but I have this." With that, Linshang released the feathers that were quenching in Dantian and slowly rotated in front of him.

"The best flying sword?!" Liu Xiangzhen exclaimed. As a disciple of the head, Liu Xiangzhen usually sees a lot of things. At a glance, he can see that this emits blue light, and the feather-like thing is a top-quality flying sword.

Linshang received Yu Mang in his hand, gently rubbed the sword body, nodded and said, "Well, it's called Yu Mang. It was given to me by the master after seeing that my cultivation reached the innate virtual elixir.

"Uncle Li is really generous. If only I broke through the foundation period, the master would also give me a high-quality flying sword." Liu Xiangzhen looked at the flying sword in Lin's hand with envy.

"Don't dream. Your eldest brother Yu Lianzhou only uses the lower-grade flying sword. You still want the top-grade flying sword. Do you really think the master is so generous?" Ji Ming looked around and said carefully.

Liu Xiangzhen nodded and sighed, "That's right. There are many disciples under the Longshoufeng family. Even if the master is the leader of a faction, he will never come up with so many top-quality magic weapons. And Uncle Li only accepted such an apprentice as Brother Lin. Of course, he stuffed all the good things to him.

"Hmm." Ji Ming agreed.

Linshang smiled and put on a proud expression on her face: "It's my talent, that's why the master gave me such a good flying sword. Although your talent is not as good as mine, you are not one in the world. When you break through the foundation period, you will definitely receive a top-quality magic weapon.

Liu Xiangzhen glanced at Lin Shang, and a warm current flowed through his heart and said, "Don't be proud. I can tell you that tomorrow's opponent, the Taoism of my Longshoufeng's focus brother Hong, is definitely not comparable to today's Song Yunwen, especially his flying sword Wu hook, which is a fire attribute magic weapon refined from thousand-year-old fire copper. It's powerful.

Linshang curled her lips, smiled and said, "My goal of participating in the Five Peaks has been achieved, and the rest is to do my best. It doesn't matter where you can go.

"That's right. This time, Shang Wuji was not only defeated by Brother Lin, but also lost face. I think he even lost his master's face." Liu Xiangzhen also laughed.

"Well, let's not talk about the Shang. I stole two pots of good wine from my master and hid it in the back mountain. I think it's almost noon. Let's go to Tiandufeng to get wine first, and then go to Brother Lin's place to have a barbecue. How about that? Ji Ming's face was serious, but the saliva had begun to overflow.

"Brother Ji Ming, your master is upright and known as a gentleman, but how can you steal wine?" Liu Xiangzhen sneezingly.

Ji Ming coughed and blushed slightly, arguing, "Can the matter of the scholar be regarded as stealing?"

"Uh..."

Linshang and Liu Xiangzhen suddenly became dumb.

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The next day.

The third day of the five peaks.

As the saying goes, the wind and clouds are unpredictable, and the wind and clouds in summer are more like a child who plays tricks and loses his temper. When the sun rubs his eyes and jumps out of the sea level and starts a day's work, the child suddenly grabs the sun's territory. In an instant, the sky was gloomy, and brown rain clouds enveloped the whole Xuantian Mountains. The wind slowly stopped, as if it was brewing some emotions.

On the third day, most of the disciples in the square had solemn faces, and even the air seemed to be floating with a tense atmosphere. Today, only 16 true disciples participated in the competition to compete for the top eight who were enough to boast for a long time. Although only 32 disciples from the inner door had to participate in the test, more people came to watch the battle. Many closed elders went out of the customs one after another and arrived at the square early and sat next to each ring. Not only the 16 true disciples, but also the 16 inner disciples who waited for the real disciples to participate in the test were also excited and eager to try.

Lin Shang stood quietly on the "Kan" ring, rarely in a daze. Looking at the crowd under the stage than in the past, there was no noise from the past. He secretly said that the atmosphere of the competition has been quite tense, and even the disciples watching the battle under the stage also looked solemn.

"Dang!"

The sound of the bell in the near distance rang almost at the same time, echoing on the Longshou Peak and spreading far away. Linshang's heart jumped, and her first thought was that the woman in white should also start the competition. I don't know who his opponent is and what her strength is, so she won't get hurt.

He thought so in his heart that he forgot that he was also on the ring until the opponent opposite him shouted for the third time: "Brother Lin!"

Linshang suddenly woke up and looked up, but saw that Longshoufeng, who had already seen the ceremony, looked at herself strangely.

Rao Lin Shang was extremely thick-skinned and blushed with shame. He only heard a burst of laughter under the stage, but the tense atmosphere on and off the stage also faded.

Lin Shang smiled and arched his hand and said, "Let Brother Jiao wait for a long time." But he secretly scolded himself for being disappointing. Before taking the stage, he told himself that he must concentrate and not be distracted. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't help it. If it's because of me, but I think of a person who has something to do with me.

The focus smiled gently and didn't say anything. Brother Lin's chop, he took away the tension in his heart, so that he could better exert his real strength. Thinking like this, when you look at the forest on the opposite side, you will feel much more pleasing.

"Brother Jiao, please give me some advice!" With that, he put away his smile and had a cold face. Linshang released the feather light of the flying sword. At this time, the reaction on and off the stage was not as strong as yesterday. Most people heard that there was a disciple in the door, and the flying sword was a feather. At this time, I only paid more attention to it, but I was no longer surprised.

The focus macro did not speak and gently stroked with its right hand, only to see a red light all over his body, almost like a crescent-shaped magic weapon surrounded by burning flames appearing in front of him, spinning in the air.

After a long distance, Linshang felt the hot air coming to his face, and the breath was strong and domineering.

Linshang looked at the crescent-shaped magic weapon, and her heart was full of embarrassment. Knowing from Liu Xiangzhen's name, he preconceived that it was a long sword with a 90-degree curved tip, but he didn't want to know whether it was just a crescent-shaped magic weapon slightly larger than the palm of his hand. Whether the concept of the two worlds was different or whether the TV series of the previous life harmed people.

"This sword Wu hook is made of thousand-year-old fire copper. Please ask Brother Lin for advice." Somehow, Wu Gou appeared behind him, and Focus Hong became serious and elegant, as if he were talking to a close enemy.

Lin Shang looked at this opponent. Behind the burning flame, the focus was like the ancient Vampus. His whole body was different. The hot flames made a burst of smoke in the air, and even his face was a little blurred.

A strong fighting spirit rose from Linshang's heart, his pupils twirling, and he looked at his opponent cautiously. The feather light flying in the air seemed to know the owner's mood. The blue light was strong, blocking the hot breath.

On the ten-meter square ring, red light and blue light are separated, each occupying one side, and the war is imminent.