The battle of geniuses continued, and the Lord of Haiyue City drew lots again.
When the results of the lottery came out, Haiyue City was boiling again.
"Have you finally waited?" Fang Lin, who was sitting cross-legged in the Dan Alliance branch, suddenly opened his eyes.
At the same time, Ling Wushuang, who was in another place in the city, also had a smile on his face.
This time the results of the draw included a duel between Ling Wushuang and Fang Lin!
On the VIP table, King Pingbei looked at Haiyue City Lord and asked, "You guys, did you do this on purpose?"
Haiyue City Lord smiled bitterly: "My lord, I have been wronged."
"This is a good draw." Tuo Balie nodded and said. He seemed to want to see the battle between Ling Wushuang and Fang Lin.
Ye Mengxian also smiled and said: "This lottery is really good. It just allows that boy Fang Lin to collect some debts for my disciple."
Everyone knew that Ye Mengxian had been holding her breath because of the double injury of Dugu Nian by Ling Wushuang. If she had not been a distinguished guest in this battle of geniuses, she would have put aside her identity to settle the score with Ling Wushuang.
Now, Fang Lin finally faced Ling Wushuang, and Ye Mengxian naturally hoped that Fang Lin could teach Ling Wushuang a lesson.
"Ling Wushuang is quite strong. It would be difficult for Fang Lin to take advantage of her," King Pingbei said.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Mengxian's mouth: "Fang Lin will not let me down."
Seeing Ye Mengxian's tone of voice so determined, everyone felt strange.
Ling Wushuang's appearance on the stage aroused many people's shouts and cheers. After all, Ling Wushuang is not only powerful, but also beautiful. She is a rare beauty.
And beauties are welcome wherever they go.
Even if she is a femme fatale.
"Fang Lin, why don't you come up? Are you afraid?" Ling Wushuang said loudly as soon as he appeared, his words full of disdain and contempt.
As the wind blew, Fang Lin came out of the crowd and came directly to the high platform, facing Ling Wushuang from a distance with a stern look in his eyes.
The two of them haven't really fought yet, but they are already tit for tat, each releasing their momentum and trying to overwhelm the other.
Boom boom boom! ! !
The invisible auras were constantly colliding, and Ling Wushuang showed a hint of shock. Her realm was obviously higher than Fang Lin's, but in terms of aura, she had no upper hand at all.
"If this wasn't a battle between geniuses, I would definitely chop off your head today." Fang Lin said.
When Ling Wushuang heard this, he laughed: "I'm not ashamed to say that, if it is really a life and death battle, I will cut off your limbs, but leave you alive, put you in a vase, and torture you."
Because Ling Wushuang's voice was loud, many people below heard it, and all of them looked shocked and frightened.
"This Ling Wushuang looks so beautiful, but I didn't expect her to be so cruel."
"She is really a femme fatale, but a woman like this is more delicious to conquer."
"Haha, you want to conquer her? Be careful as she cuts off the thing between her legs and lets you eat it yourself."
"Stop talking, it's really disgusting."
Fang Lin waved his hand and held the Xuanhai Jiao Bone Spear in his hand, pointing directly at Ling Wushuang.
"Can't wait to die?" Ling Wushuang laughed without reservation, unsheathing his scimitar.
A cold light suddenly appeared, and the blade was sharp, heading straight for Fang Lin.
Fang Lin swept across with his spear, and the dragon's shadow flew out to face the blade.
Just hearing a roar, the dragon's shadow was cut open by the blade. Ling Wushuang's momentum was overwhelming and he slashed at Fang Lin with a knife.
Fang Lin showed no fear and blocked Ling Wushuang's sword while waving his spear.
Ling Wushuang's attack was fierce, one sword was faster than the other, and the power of each sword could split mountains and rocks.
Fang Lin responded calmly, and when he waved the Xuanhai Jiao Bone Gun, it was airtight, not giving Ling Wushuang any chance to attack him.
The two of them were attacking and defending. From the scene, it seemed that Ling Wushuang had the upper hand and was completely suppressing Fang Lin.
But in fact, Fang Lin did not fall into a disadvantage. He advanced and retreated freely on defense, seeming to be looking for opportunities to counterattack.
Suddenly, Ling Wushuang's offensive changed, and the blades seemed to strike from all directions, making Fang Lin feel a biting coldness.
Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Lin used the Supreme Temple martial arts, and a majestic vortex appeared around Fang Lin, surging and spinning rapidly.
The many attacking blades were all drawn into the whirlpool and became part of it.
"Huh?" Ling Wushuang's expression changed slightly and he immediately backed away.
At the same time, Fang Lin shouted suddenly, and a vortex erupted. The power like a wave, carrying the edge that Ling Wushuang had just released, went straight towards Ling Wushuang.
This scene made many people marvel, praising the exquisite martial arts displayed by Fang Lin.
"This move seems a bit interesting." On the VIP table, King Pingbei said with bright eyes.
Ye Mengxian had never seen Fang Lin perform such a move, and couldn't help but be curious.
So does everyone else.
The martial arts of the Supreme Temple are naturally exquisite and unique, and are comparable to ordinary martial arts.
Ling Wushuang clenched the scimitar in his hand and slashed at the incoming wave of terror.
This slash was as powerful as breaking bamboo.
It seemed as if he was going to cut off everything in front of Ling Wushuang, with his domineering and unparalleled blade.
Fang Lin was not surprised that his martial arts was broken. After all, Ling Wushuang was extremely powerful and had already entered the spiritual bone realm. He was not the kind of opponent who could be defeated.
Otherwise, Dugu Nian would not have been defeated by Ling Wushuang after trying his best.
"Come on!" Ling Wushuang laughed wildly, and there was a faint red light surging on his hands, pouring into the scimitar in his hand.
Fang Lin snorted coldly, his chest also filled with black light.
The next moment, the Qilin suit appeared on Fang Lin.
Different from the past, the Qilin suit at this moment was more complete, covering Fang Lin's whole body, and even a Qilin mask was worn on Fang Lin's face.
The black unicorn mask only revealed Fang Lin's cold eyes. For a moment, Fang Lin was like a god and demon from ancient times, intimidating.
Even the Xuanhai Jiao Bone Gun in his hand was affected by the Qilin Demon Bone, and a black light appeared on the gun body.
boom!
With a movement of his feet, Fang Lin turned into a black light, stepping on the ninth level of the sky, his body was like a ghost, and his phantom disappeared without a trace, just like an antelope hanging its horns without a trace.
Ling Wushuang opened his spiritual eyes and wanted to rely on the power of his spiritual eyes to find the flaw in Fang Lin's movement. Unexpectedly, Fang Lin also opened his spiritual eyes and completely suppressed Ling Wushuang's spiritual eyes with even more powerful spiritual eyes. .
"How is it possible?" Ling Wushuang was shocked. Logically speaking, she was a strong person with spiritual bones, and the power of her spiritual eyes should suppress Fang Lin, but she was suppressed by Fang Lin.
"You're too slow!" Fang Lin shouted coldly, and the spear came. Even if Ling Wushuang reacted, he was caught off guard. The scimitar barely resisted, and was knocked back by the shot.