I am a support player in the cultivation world

Chapter 225 Victory or Loss

opportunity!

Although Xiong Zhengba didn't know why Lin Fuping paused for a moment, he instinctively seized the opportunity.

"Landslide!"

The heavy rock carried the force to destroy a mountain, and was bound to split Lin Fuping in half.

The sword intent in Lin Fuping's body disappeared, and Chongyan was already within reach.

Can't hide!

The Star Sword disappeared in his hand. Lin bent his legs, stretched out his hands, and drew circles in front of his chest using his waist.

Tai Chi entanglement method!

Use softness to overcome hardness, combine hardness and softness, and use a little force to move a great object. This is to use the opponent's force to counter attack.

For this move, the opponent's strength must not exceed the upper limit.

Xiong Zhengba only felt that he had cut into a flowing stream.

No, it's not. The stream itself can also draw a knife to stop the water.

Lin Fuping is clearly an abyss, an ocean, an ocean that swallows up all rivers.

My own strength was swallowed up!

Lin Fuping was struggling. Even with the Tai Chi entanglement, the difference in strength between the two was too great. It was difficult for him to swallow, and his tendons and veins in his body felt slightly swollen and painful.

The song of forgetfulness starts!

Now, just wait...

"Interesting, very interesting! This is the prototype of Yin Yang Dao that those guys mentioned!"

Han Ying looked at the battlefield below which had changed its balance, his eyes shining.

I heard about Lin Fuping's Tai Chi from those guys in Zhongzhou.

“A genius who comprehends a domain at the Spiritualization Stage will ultimately be no match for the embryonic form of the Tao.

Hanshi, you are really lucky to be my disciple!"

There was some envy in Han Ying's words.

Bai Hanshi did not respond, but just stared at his ancestor and his disciple cautiously.

He was afraid that the ancestor would have a sudden impulse again and trip up his disciple.

Han Ying:…

"I'm telling you, do you think you should do that? Would I harm my own descendants?"

Bai Hanshi: You haven't done any harm, but you have cheated a lot.

Looking at Bai Hanshi's distrustful eyes, Han Ying felt a little annoyed.

"How about we make a bet? Your disciple definitely has other tricks up his sleeve."

Another sword intent appeared on the finger

Bai Hanshi's face darkened, and sword intent emerged from his body.

"Grandmaster, please stop. Even if Fu Ping still has a trump card, it is her means of saving her life."

Seeing that Bai Hanshi was serious, Han Ying embarrassedly dispersed his sword intent.

"Forget it, it's not as fun as when we were kids. Let's just watch them! The winner will be decided."

The battlefield below has been in a stalemate, Xiong Zhengba is exerting his strength, and Lin Fuping is swallowing.

The other people on the field couldn't understand Lin Fuping's Tai Chi, but that didn't stop them from giving suggestions on the surface.

"Why doesn't Xiong Zhengba change his tactics? He is still using his domain. If the stalemate continues, Lin Fuping will still win."

"Or if he puts in a little more effort, I feel that Lin Fuping is almost at his limit."

"The Sword Sect is worthy of being called the Sword Sect. Such a wonderful method of dissipating force is really eye-catching!"

As soon as he said this, the people around him silently moved away from him.

Although it is true that I am jealous, but if you say it out loud, aren't you afraid that it won't attract the attention of the Sword Sect?

The man snorted.

Are the Sword Sect's good things running out? If you're jealous, that's fine. There's no need to hide it.

Besides, since Lin Fuping dared to show this method, it means that the Sword Sect is not afraid of the method being exposed.

Or, there are restrictions in Lin Fuping's sea of ​​consciousness.

Or...Lin Fuping is extremely powerful, enough to deal with those who are attracted by her methods.

Now it seems that perhaps it is both.

Everyone on the stage was discussing how Xiong Zhengba could break out of this stalemate, but only Xiong Batian closed his eyes.

Lost!

Regardless of whether the struggle for supremacy is a stalemate or a change of tactics, this battle will undoubtedly be lost.

All I can say is that if you choose to stalemate, you won’t lose so quickly or so miserably, and you won’t get hurt.

If you change your tactics...

He couldn't beat Bai Hanshi, and now his second disciple couldn't beat his youngest disciple either.

Is it true that my Ba Dao Sect is no match for the Jian Sect?

...

As the person who had fought with Lin Fuping, Xiong Zhengba knew his current situation better.

The power that Lin Fuping swallowed did not disappear, but instead grew in her body.

If I change my tactics, I will have to retract my strength for a moment, and at that time, Lin Fuping will return all the strength he has absorbed to me.

But the stalemate continues...

Xiong Zhengba stared at Lin Fuping, and a strange look appeared on his honest face.

Based on the strength I used, even if she had also achieved a small level of muscle training, she should have collapsed long ago!

Lin Fuping looked up at the big fool above, a smile appeared on his face, and he raised his eyebrows at him provocatively.

In fact, I have already cursed in my heart

Damn it, which bastard plotted against me! You bastard, you turtle shell…

The moment the sword intent entered his body, Lin Fuping knew that he was being targeted.

Moreover, the person who came was extremely strong, to the extent that even Xiong Zhengba could not detect him, otherwise he would not have failed to react.

That person is most likely a sword cultivator who is transcending tribulation.

As for the one in the Eastern Region, he was a sword cultivator who had also reached the level of tribulation-transcending cultivator and had no intention of killing him.

Under various conditions

Besides the Sword Sect's Patriarch, who else could it be?

Lin Fuping did not stop cursing even though the person who did it was the ancestor of the Sword Sect.

On the contrary, she cursed even more vigorously. The filthiness of her words was beyond description.

PS: I can only curse in my heart

...

Bears don't want to be deadlocked

He has never been defeated among his peers.

Among his peers, he only admires his senior brother.

Now, even if he is going to lose, he wants to lose spectacularly.

Lin Fuping felt his hands loosen

coming!

Xiong Zhengba raised the knife upwards, and Lin Fuping took the opportunity to use the accumulated force in his body to strike back.

The leverage has been borrowed, now it’s time to return it.

"The ground cracks!"

Bear Fighting Lifts the Heavy Rock

The mountains collapse when they fall, the ground cracks when they rise, and between rising and falling, the power is exerted to the extreme.

But now that the power of the landslide is missing, can the ground crack still exert its original power?

"Hey, ha!"

Lin Fuping pushed out with both hands, and Chongyan collided with her counterattack force.

In an instant, a strong energy wave exploded from the point where the forces collided, and the formation on the arena was on the verge of collapse.

And this is just the beginning

"run!"

Someone shouted to the people around the ring below

This is a formation that can resist a Taoist master in the Void Refining Stage! If it is broken, the power that erupts from it will be enough to seriously injure or even kill the disciples around the arena.

Xiong Batian appeared on the stage in a flash, and his Mahayana cultivation unfolded, enveloping the stage.

boom!

The formation was broken, black iron stones burst everywhere, and dust rose!

Han Ying glanced

"The winner has been decided, I'm leaving first!"

Bai Hanshi: "Ancestor, don't you want to see Fu Ping?"

Han Ying: "No, I've seen what I wanted to see. And I guess this girl is cursing me in her heart right now. I'd better not be annoying."

After saying that, Han Ying's figure disappeared from the spot.

Bai Hanshi: You still know this!? I thought you didn’t know.

The dust dispersed, the arena no longer existed, and the ground within the explosion range was three feet lower than the ground elsewhere.

Lin Fuping kept pushing out his hands, and his sleeves turned to powder.

On the other side, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, and Xiong Zhengba collapsed to the ground covered in blood, unconscious.

Lin Fuping retracted her hands and after exerting all her strength, she felt as if her body was being drained away.

But even so, she still looked up at Xiong Batian and said:

"I won!"