C24 The dancing fire on the sword drew ridicule from the crowd

Tian Wu, who was below the stage, was shocked and immediately went up on stage. Jin Yue, however, was not scared at all, and glared at Tian Wu and Lin Yao, "Get out of the way! I will cripple this brat! "

Tian Wu was anxious, "patriarch Jin, there are losses and wins in the stage, why are you doing this?"

"But my son has already left the arena! He shouldn't have done it! " Jin Yue said confidently, and the people of the Jin family also joined in, "He should not have made a move!"

As one of the three great patriarch s, Patriarch Su also joined the ranks, defending himself, "Heavenly Mayor, this brat did indeed do wrong, you can't protect him!"

Tian Wu wanted to retort, but Lin Yao wanted to stop Jin Yue even more, but Lin Tian who was behind the two lightly said, "The two of you can leave, let him do it!"

"What?" Lin Yao turned around and looked at Lin Tian strangely, and Tian Wu frowned even more, "This, isn't good right?"

The people below the stage were shocked at first, but after a moment of laughter, they said, "This fool is really stupid."

"That's right, to be provoked by someone and fall for it."

"If I were him, I would quickly hide behind the Mayor and his back!"

Nangong Yan was still young and did not understand, but when she saw Jin Yue staring fiercely at Lin Tian on the stage, she anxiously asked, "Big sister, is big brother going to be alright?"

"Nothing, just watch!" Tian Bing still believed in Lin Tian's abilities, and during these few days of interaction, Tian Bing no longer treated Lin Tian as an ordinary person.

However, Jin Yue sneered at the two, "See that? It's him who wants to fight me! "

Lin Yao and Tian Wu's expressions were solemn, but Lin Tian still said the same thing, "Go!"

The two of them could only silently retreat, but their eyes were filled with anxiety, while Jin Yue remained extremely arrogant, "Brat, I am a cultivation level, do you know?"

"Late Foundation Establishment stage, spiritual root, should be medium grade. I estimate that only the medium grade and the Spirit Essences are there!" Lin Tian evaluated as he stared at the three golden threads on his opponent's body.

Jin Yue did not expect Lin Tian to laugh coldly after seeing it, "That's right! My medium grade is ordinary! Metal-type! After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, the medium grade and mortal eye will be formed! "

"But so what?"

"The better the spiritual eye, the richer the spiritual energy in your body will be, and the faster you can circulate spiritual energy!" And this is called talent, you know? "

"Trash!" Everyone present was startled when Lin Tian said those two words, but Jin Yue thought that Lin Tian was being arrogant and conceited before roaring, "Die!"

Just then, Jin Yue threw a punch out with his right hand, following that, he saw the golden spirit qi wrapped around his right fist, and then a golden fist flew out and struck towards Lin Tian.

"Fist techniques, even more trashy!" Lin Tian said directly, he did not move his feet, but his upper body started to sway, dodging the fist shadows, as if he was an old man, and quickly returned to his original position.

Everyone present was stunned. Some of them even rubbed their eyes, "Is he an albatross?"

"No, it must be a spell!" Someone guessed.

Therefore, everyone started to guess what kind of technique it was, but Jin Yue roared and punched again, "I don't care what kind of technique it is, go and die!"

However, this punch still missed, and even Lin Tian was not able to touch it.

Jin Yue was so angry that he stomped his feet. After all, he was a late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and yet, he could not hit a level 8 Qi Refining cultivator.

The other clans all wondered how this fool had done it.

All of the Patriarch Su s started to worry for Jin Yue, and shouted, "Brother Jin, don't use brute force! "Use other spells!"

Hearing that, Jin Yue immediately calmed down and stared angrily at Lin Tian: "Brat, I'll let you see my technique right now!"

Just then, Jin Yue thought of something, and chanted an incantation, following which golden rays of darts flew out.

'Golden darts! 'Everyone was envious. After all, this spell was a Spirit Level spell and could be created using Spiritual Qi.

Seeing that, Lin Tian immediately retreated to a corner of the stage, dodging the darts.

Because Jin Yue used a Spirit Level spell, he used up a lot of spirit energy, but he was still very pleased with himself, "Brat, if you keep dodging, you'll fall!"

Everyone was certain that Lin Tian was finished, but Lin Tian looked at his body, his Spirit Essences had not opened, so he was unable to use the Sword Qi Spell. He could only look at Tian Bing, "Sword."

Tian Bing immediately stood up and threw the green sword over.

When everyone saw Lin Tian catching the sword, they were still discussing, "This fool, wants to use the sword to block the technique?"

"What kind of joke is this!?" How can the sword block this golden dart! "

and Lin Yao who were there were even more worried, but Lin Wang was actually quite pleased with himself, "Hurry and die, hurry and die!"

Jin Yue stared at Lin Tian in disdain, "Kid, my technique is AOE attack, is that sword of yours? I'll at most give you a few flying darts to block! "

"Is that so?" Lin Tian suddenly moved the sword in his hand, and that sword was extremely fast.

Following that, the group saw a tsunami of sword Qi moving along with the sword. The people below the stage were all staring with their mouths wide open.

Someone shouted, "It's the Tianshui Sect's Water Sword Art!"

"Aquatic Sword Technique?" That trash swordsmanship? "How is this possible!?"

"It's true, I've seen it, but it's not such a big wave. It's just a small wave!"

Jin Yue, who was initially shocked, heard the Tianshui Sect's sword techniques and immediately let out a sigh of relief and ridiculed, "Brat, the sword techniques of that trash sect, are useless to look at!"

"Trash sect?" Suddenly, the Spirit Qi on Lin Tian's body surged, and stared at Jin Yue.

Jin Yue didn't know that his words had provoked Lin Tian, and was in fact very arrogant. Trash sect, Trash Sword Technique! "

"Then I'll let you know how powerful this sword technique is!" As Lin Tian finished speaking, the sword in his hand became faster and faster, and after a huge wave formed, Lin Tian swung it with all his might.

When the huge wave of sword qi rushed over, Jin Yue disregarded it and even stretched out both of his hands, forming a spiritual energy barrier.

The so-called spiritual energy barrier was like a translucent barrier. Moreover, the opponent had golden spiritual energy, which was why the golden light was flickering.

This ability could only be used by Foundation Establishment cultivators because it would consume a lot of spiritual energy.

But Jin Yue's barrier was not even able to last for a breath, with a 'bang' it was like glass being shattered, and the sword wave immediately pushed Jin Yue back.

It almost made Jin Yue fall off the stage, but he still stomped on the ground and stopped, he looked at himself, and after seeing that there was nothing wrong with it, he laughed, "Brat, I am still a late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, you are only at the Qi Refining stage, just the difference in strength alone makes it impossible for you to hurt me!"

Lin Tian also knew in his heart that his cultivation level was too weak, and was unable to truly unleash the swordsmanship's power. However, in the next moment, he said coldly, "You said that it was unable to harm you?"

"Yes!"

"Then, watch carefully!" Lin Tian then placed a ball of flame on the sword, and everyone saw the flame jumping around on the sword.

"What is this kid doing?" The people below the stage were puzzled, but there were also people who were doubtful, "That flame, how did it form?"

Tian Bing said helplessly, "This Golden patriarch is done for!"

Jin Yue did not think so, and continued to mock him, "You put a small ball of flame on the sword? Kid, are you doing acrobatics? "

Everyone below the stage immediately burst out laughing.