"I really don't know what these idiots are so excited about."
Among the group of Silver Star Instructors, the bearded Zhang Wei clenched his fists and said with a contemptuous smile, "Since Silver Star Instructors are not willing to take the initiative to challenge, then I, Big Beard Zhang, will be the first!"
Suddenly, the sparring instructors were startled.
Lin Muyu was secretly puzzled. Was there something special about this Zhang Wei?
From afar, Qin Ziling shouted, "Lin Zhi, be careful. Zhang Wei's strength is very strong, and he is also quite fierce. My ribs were almost broken by him last time!"
Zhang Wei scolded, "Trash, shut up. Next time, I will break all your front teeth. Let's see how you eat then!"
Qin Ziling was so scared that he didn't dare to speak anymore. Big Beard Zhang would do what he said. This was something that everyone in the Sacred Palace knew.
…
Zhang Wei stepped into the center of the training field with a deep smile on his face. At the same time, every step he took left a flaming footprint on the stone bricks. Unknowingly, Raging Flame True Qi wrapped around his body inch by inch. At the same time, the image of a fire bear appeared above his head. He grinned and said, "Zhang Wei, level 58 Battle-Saint, Martial Soul, Fourth Grade Fire Bear. Brat, get ready to take this!"
Lin Muyu didn't dare to be careless. He raised his palm gently, and the Black Tortoise Shell and Dragon Scale Wall gathered in front of him. He could only rely on his defense to resist. This kind of training couldn't let him use Fallen Star Steps to dodge, otherwise, it would lose the meaning of the training.
"Ha!"
Zhang Wei let out a low roar. His iron fist was wrapped in raging flames, and he directly struck out!
"Peng!"
The wall of the gourd trembled violently. Lin Muyu couldn't help but take a few steps back. His face was filled with shock. This Big Beard Zhang looked like an idiot, but his strength was indeed outstanding. The Black Tortoise Shell had already cracked a little. He hurriedly used his True Qi to repair it, and at the same time, he urged his strength to rapidly increase his defense.
Zhang Wei didn't retreat after one strike. He immediately threw another punch. When the second punch landed, Lin Muyu felt a surge of emotions. What a strong fist force!
He quickly slid his feet and spun around, using the side of the bottle gourd to block the force!
Who would have thought that Zhang Wei's speed was not slow as well? His fist technique was even more refined. With a wave of his hand, he threw a punch at the wall of the gourd!
Peng!
Lin Muyu's Qi and blood had begun to churn violently. She hurriedly circulated her Qi to suppress it. With a low grunt, she diverted 20% of her True Qi to form the defensive effect of the Green Rock Armor. At the same time, she also gathered the only piece of Qi Armor on her chest to protect her vitals. In this way, it was equivalent to a total of four layers of defensive power: Mystic Tortoise Shell, Dragon Scale Wall, Qi Armor, and Green Rock Armor!
"Oh?"
Lei Hong, who was sitting on top, couldn't help but be taken aback. He stroked his white beard and couldn't help but laugh, "This kid is really interesting … Could that be the little trick that that old brat Qu Chu came up with … Green Rock Armor?"
…
"Peng peng peng …"
Zhang Wei's fist technique was airtight. He threw out more than ten punches in a row, but all of them were completely blocked by the wall of the gourd. Instead, the backlash from the wall of the gourd caused the blood vessels between his arms to stagnate, and the speed of his punches became slower and slower.
Lin Muyu, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and endured the inch-by-inch pain in his body. He forcefully circulated his True Qi to support the four layers of defense.
Just like that, a full minute passed!
Lei Hong raised his hand and said, "Enough. Zhang Wei, step down. Lin Muyu has already passed one person. Rest for ten minutes, and the second person will come up."
"Thank you, Head Deacon …"
Lin Muyu panted heavily. His face was flushed, and the Qi and blood in his body were churning abnormally. This Big Beard Zhang's punches were too fierce, and he almost couldn't take it anymore.
Zhang Wei, on the other hand, had completely changed his view of this young man. He actually went up to pat his shoulder and said with a smile, "Good boy, you're really something. If there's a chance in the future, let's spar more often!"
Lin Muyu nodded happily, "Yes, I also want to learn some fist techniques from you!"
"Haha, it's nothing!"
…
As soon as Zhang Wei was defeated, another Silver Star Instructor was already ready to make a move. It was Lei Ying, the Silver Star Instructor who was humiliated by Lin Muyu in the canteen yesterday.
"It's my turn!" Lei Ying said while holding a saber. In his heart, however, he was thinking, 'Damn it, I didn't bring a weapon yesterday and was humiliated by him. Today, I've brought a weapon, and I'll take this opportunity to kill him!'
Lin Muyu naturally knew what this guy was thinking. She sneered and immediately activated four layers of defense. This Lei Ying was a level 52 Battle-Saint, and his strength was far inferior to Zhang Wei's. She had to defeat him easily.
With a loud shout, Lei Ying surged the power of his martial soul and leaped into the air. His saber slashed down with the force of Mount Tai!
Lin Muyu didn't want to waste too much True Qi and physical strength on him. While holding the four layers of defense in her right hand, she clenched her fist and used twenty percent of her strength to form a Demon Sonic Punch!
"Peng!"
As expected, the four layers of defense instantly shook off the opponent's attack. At the same time, the silent Demon Sonic Punch landed on Lei Ying's abdomen along with the recoil force!
No one would have thought that Lei Ying didn't flip in the air to maintain his balance. Instead, he fell to the ground like a dead pig, clutching his abdomen and screaming in pain.
"Instructor Lei Ying lost! Sparring Instructor Lin Zhi wins! "
Lei Hong stood up and announced. At the same time, a trace of a smile appeared on his face. How could Lin Muyu's small movements escape his eyes? However, he was very much in favor of Lin Muyu's actions. People shouldn't be too naive, or else they would only suffer the consequences of their own actions in this complicated world.
Thus, Lei Hong continued, "After consecutively defeating two Silver Star Instructors, there's no need for a third person. Lin Zhi can directly challenge Gold Star Instructors. The challenge will begin in ten minutes!"
"Thank you, Head Deacon!"
Lin Muyu turned around and smiled gratefully. He needed enough time to recover his Qi.
… …
At this time, a young deacon dressed in luxurious clothes walked over. It was Zhen Fang. He cupped his fists at Lei Hong and said, "Head Deacon, there are currently only two Gold Star Instructors left in the temple. One of them was injured in training and is currently recuperating, so the only Gold Star Instructor who can fight is Zheng Shanhe. Zhen Fang requests that Head Deacon allow me to fight as a Gold Star Instructor. How about it?"
Lei Hong was taken aback and said, "Zhen Fang, you are one of the twelve deacons and no longer a Gold Star Instructor. Moreover, since Zheng Shanhe is here, let him fight."
"But …" Zhen Fang wanted to say something.
"But what?" Reihom asked back.
Zhen Fang didn't argue with the Head Deacon again. He just glared at Lin Muyu from afar and didn't say anything else.
… …
Lin Muyu was secretly shocked. Why did this Zhen Fang hate her so much? It had been like this since the first day he entered the temple?
Qin Ziling said with a smile, "Congratulations, Lin Zhi. You are most likely the number one Gold Star Sparring Instructor in the temple!"
"Why? Why?"
"Zheng Shanhe is the only Gold Star Instructor left in the temple today. He has the strength of a Level 61 Heavenly Venerable, but don't worry. His direction of cultivation is defense, and even his Martial Soul is a Black Tortoise. So he is good at defense, but his attack is very ordinary. With your cultivation, you will definitely be able to block Zheng Shanhe's attack.
Good luck! "" Okay … "Lin Muyu was also a little relieved.
Soon after, the only person in the Gold Star Instructor line came out. Zheng Shanhe was a middle-aged man with a face as black as charcoal. He held a broadsword in one hand and a black steel shield in the other. His face was upright as he said with a smile, "Little Brother Lin Zhi, let me experience your defense!"
Lin Zhi nodded.
Zheng Shanhe waved his hand again and said with a smile, "I use a weapon, but you don't. This is a bit of a bully. How about this, we can attack each other. As long as you don't lose for a minute, you win. What do you think?"
"Thank you very much!"
Lin Muyu immediately turned around and pulled out the Burning Prairie Sword from her bag next to the pillar. This directly stunned Zheng Shanhe, "Oh, this is … a spiritual weapon?"
"Yes, if you regret it, I won't use it."
"Hahaha …" He laughed heartily, "What kind of person do you think I, Zheng Shanhe, am? Come at me!"
…
"Ha!"
With a shout, Zheng Shanhe's Martial Soul was activated. His whole body was surrounded by a tortoise shell, and the head of a Black Tortoise slowly entrenched on his shoulder. His aura instantly became as unshakable as a mountain. The shield glowed with the luster of battle energy. He raised his broadsword and suddenly slashed at Lin Muyu with battle energy.
"Peng!"
It was still the four layers of defense of the gourd wall. Lin Muyu only used 60% of her strength and actually blocked Zheng Shanhe's attack. She immediately used Star Steps to come to Zheng Shanhe's side, raised the Burning Prairie Sword, and used Lightning Strike!
"Kacha!"
The lightning converged on the iron shield and actually cut a sword mark at least a few centimeters on it. Zheng Shanhe couldn't help but be startled. What the f * ck is this sword, it's so sharp!?
However, Lin Muyu's attack obviously couldn't break the defense, and Zheng Shanhe's defense was impenetrable. No matter how he attacked, he couldn't hit the vital parts. Almost every sword was blocked by the iron shield. This made Lin Muyu secretly surprised. Zheng Shanhe had such good defense, it was a pity that he didn't become a Gold Star Sparring Master!
A minute passed quickly. Lei Hong raised his arm and smiled, "Pass, Lin Zhi has successfully become a Gold Star Sparring Master!"
But at this moment, Zhen Fang held the long sword and said, "Grand Deacon, Lin Zhi only defeated a Gold Star Instructor. This is too hasty, and the Grand Deacon is so biased, it is inevitable that people will be suspicious. I hope the Grand Deacon can be fair!"
Lei Hong raised his eyebrows and said, "Deacon Zhen Fang, what do you want?"
"I want to challenge Lin Zhi as a Gold Star Instructor. If he wins, then he will be a real Gold Star Sparring Master!"
"Alright then!"
Lei Hong's eyes were cold, and said, "Just one minute. If you can't defeat him, then Lin Zhi will be our Holy Sanctum's Chief Sparring Master."
"Yes!"
…
Zhen Fang slowly stepped into the trial field with a thin sword in hand. His Martial Spirit appeared faintly, in the shape of a pagoda, enveloping his whole body. An unusually thick and fierce aura filled the surroundings.
Lin Muyu looked straight at him and said indifferently, "What did I do to offend you?"
Zhen Fang chuckled. His expression was slightly ferocious as he walked forward and whispered into Lin Muyu's ear, "Gourd Martial Spirit, Lightning Strike, Demonic Sonic Fist, and the Blazing Prairie Sword in your hand. Do you think these idiots can't tell? Do you think I, Zhen Fang, can't tell that you're the Empire's most wanted criminal, Lin Muyu? You killed my brother Hua Wan, and you dare to come to the Imperial Capital to die? But it doesn't matter, I will not hand you over to the authorities, I will kill you with my own hands! Because of me, killing you is as easy as stepping on an ant! "
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