Peerless Insect Deity

Not long after, the mana in Ye Lin's dantian was restored to its full state, thanks to his Insect King's body. Although the Insect King's body is not a holy body that is good at direct combat, its mana recovery speed and mana depth are much faster than before. Beyond the monks of the same realm.

However, after Ye Lin's mana was fully restored, he did not immediately open his eyes and stand up to face the next opponent. Instead, he still pretended to work hard to restore his mana.

The purpose is naturally not to let his special physique be exposed, nor to let the entire Xunlong Mountain Cultivation World know that he recovers mana very quickly, which is also his trump card in future battles. The less exposed he is, the less exposed he is.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry now, he can just wait for a third of an hour before fighting again.

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"Junior brother Ye, one-third of the hour is up!" The voice of the referee disciple came from beside Ye Lin.

Ye Lin then opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, which looked bright and energetic, and he returned to his peak condition. He clenched his fists, and suddenly there was a crackling sound, and his eyes were facing Taicangmen in preparation for the battle. He looked in the direction of the district.

I saw a handsome young man holding a folding fan and flying quickly in the direction of Channel 3.

Ye Lin was slightly startled.

"Should I say it's good luck or bad luck? It's the seventh level of Qi refining again, but this time it's a Dharma cultivation!"

After Song Lingtian defeated a seventh-level Qi-refining monk from Taicang Sect, there were only six seventh-level Qi-refining monks left in Taicang Sect. Unexpectedly, Ye Lin was so lucky that he met two of them at once.

But this is good, as it can reduce the pressure on other participating monks from Taixuan Sect.

There was no information about this handsome young master in the information given to him by Fairy Qingyao, and Ye Lin could feel that the mana fluctuations were not as strong as those of Du Hanxiang, a seventh-level Qi refining monk. From this, he could tell This person should be one of the two contestants who swallowed the pill last night to break through the bottleneck.

Soon, Young Master Pianpian landed lightly on the other side of the No. 3 competition platform. He looked at Ye Lin with a smile, and seemed to have a kind face. Before the person arrived, he hugged Ye Lin with his fists, looking very... Look polite and personable.

Ye Lin naturally responded with a slight cup of fists.

This caused many of the female monks watching in the audience to stare straight-eyed, and some of the female monks who were not reserved enough were drooling.

"It's incredible, two extremely beautiful men are about to fall in love and kill each other!"

"Ye Lin is brave and martial, and this senior brother Song is elegant and romantic. It's a pity that Song Lingtian is missing. If these three people get together, the scene will be amazing."

Many of the female monks looked infatuated, while the male monks began to analyze the relationship between the two of them.

"I have a hunch that Ye Lin is going to fall into trouble this time. Although Senior Brother Song is not as famous as Senior Sister Du Hanxiang, he is a genuine ascetic monk. He has been performing tasks in our Canghai Dynasty to slay demons and demons for many years. He has extremely experienced combat experience. Listen, Said that he has killed several demonic beasts at the seventh level of Qi refining and demons at the seventh level of Qi refining!"

"This is not the most important thing. Ye Lin is a physical cultivator, and Senior Brother Song is a legal cultivator. Legal cultivators can be said to be blood-defeating melee cultivators. Melee cultivators appear too bulky in front of legal cultivators. If Song Lingtian hadn't used his Without Jianmang, you would have lost long ago!"

After hearing the analysis of the Taicangmen monks, the Taixuanmen spectators couldn't help but secretly worry. After all, in the impression of most monks, physical cultivators are just fools, while Faxiu cultivators are extremely powerful. As long as they don't Being close to him, his physical disadvantage would be huge.

However, the Taixuanmen monks are not as pessimistic as before. Ye Lin's strength is obvious to all, and it is not easy for the monk named Song to defeat him.

Ye Lin and the handsome young man surnamed Song came to the referee. The monk surnamed Song handed over his jade slip, while Ye Lin had already submitted it in the previous battle.

Soon, the two distanced themselves.

"Ye Lin, a senior outer disciple of Taixuan Sect!"

"Song Hanhai, an inner disciple of Tai Cang Sect!"

"Please enlighten me!"

when!

"Game start!"

If someone had heard that Ye Lin was just a senior outer disciple of Taixuan Sect before, they would probably have shown contempt and disdain, but now, no one cares about his identity anymore.

Song Hanhai still had a kind smile on his face, and he clasped his fist at Ye Lin again.

"Brother Ye, it is truly a great honor for me, Mr. Song, to fight with you today!"

Ye Lin frowned slightly, not knowing what trick this man was trying to play, but he stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. Although he was a little confused, he had no choice but to return the favor with his fist again.

But just as he was cupping his fists, he keenly felt a cold under his feet, and immediately dodged away. He only heard a "pop" sound, and a sharp thorn appeared where he was standing.

Ye Lin cursed in his heart!

It turns out that this is a hypocrite. He first came up and acted respectful, and then waited for him to return the favor. Then he took advantage of him and gave him a fatal blow. If he had not had time to dodge before, he would have been hit by this thorn as high as a person. Skewered candied haws on a stick!

Of course, his physical strength is amazing. You may not be able to skewer the candied haws on a stick, but there will be some pain in your balls!

Thinking of this, Ye Lin couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Song Haihan still had a kind smile on his face, holding a folding fan in one hand and holding a magic trick in the other. The folding fan in his hand kept shining with earthy yellow light. As long as he pointed at the position where Ye Lin was standing, there would be a sharp Earth thorns soared into the sky.

"Brother Ye, don't blame me for the sneak attack. Your body is too strong. I am a magic cultivator and you are a physical cultivator. If I give you the chance to take the lead, I will have a hard time getting close to you."

Ye Lin just snorted coldly.

"Who the hell told you that I am a physical cultivator!"

Song Haihan was slightly stunned, and all the spectators in the audience were also slightly stunned.

At present, as long as Ye Lin gets close to Song Hanhai, he will be blocked by the ground spike technique that predicts his position in advance. Although Ye Lin's body is hard, he will definitely be injured if he takes the ground spike technique head-on, and he doesn't know what other protective measures Song Haihan has, so the situation is indeed very unfavorable for him.

The best way at present is naturally to fight with long-range magic like Song Haihan!

Ye Lin saw the ground spike technique constantly popping out from under his buttocks, and at the same time pinched the seal with one hand.

"In fact, I am a magic cultivator, and physical cultivation is just a side job!"

Song Haihan and everyone were shocked!

Then Ye Lin really snapped his fingers at the position where Song Haihan was, "Go!"

One after another, fiery red high-temperature fireballs instantly broke through the air. The terrifying mana fluctuations in the fireballs made Song Hanhai's face change drastically, and the audience below the stage exclaimed.

Only a series of "boom boom" explosions were heard, and the position where Song Hanhai was originally located was instantly hit by the fireball, and the fireball exploded instantly. For a moment, the heat wave was surging, and the gravel was flying, and there was a feeling of an earthquake.