"These two guys won't just keep killing each other, right?"
Outside the War Spirit Hall, everyone began to hone their pressure again, but most of them were still focused on the stone slab.
The numbers of Fang Lin and Long Zhiming were still rising little by little, and Long Zhiming was even more astonishing. He had already defeated fifty-nine war spirits, and seemed to be about to defeat the sixtieth war spirit.
Even Elder Huang, an old man stationed in the Wuji Battle Hall, was a little shocked by such results.
"The historical record of this War Spirit Hall is that the first time I entered the hall, I defeated seventy-two war spirits. Judging from Long Zhiming's appearance, I am afraid that there is hope that this record can be broken." Elder Huang said secretly, with a faint hint of emotion in his eyes. With a bit of expectation.
As for Fang Lin, he only defeated forty-one war spirits. Although it was amazing, it was obviously behind Long Zhiming's progress.
However, no one was surprised. In everyone's opinion, Fang Lin's strength was far inferior to Long Zhiming. Being able to defeat forty-one war spirits showed that Fang Lin was already very good.
In the War Spirit Hall, Fang Lin held the Xuanhai Dragon Bone Spear and fought fiercely with a war spirit.
The war spirit in front of him has the strength of the sixth level of spiritual veins. Except for the lack of treasures, it is stronger than the ordinary sixth level of spiritual veins warriors in every aspect.
This made it very difficult for Fang Lin to deal with it.
However, Fang Lin is also constantly fighting to improve his strength, so even if it is difficult to deal with, it is not impossible to deal with it.
boom! ! !
The spear came out like a dragon emerging from the water, and it came out with the aura of a real dragon, piercing the body of the war spirit with one shot.
"This is the forty-second one." Fang Lin watched the war spirits disappear in front of him and said secretly in his heart. He clearly remembered how many war spirits he had defeated.
Although he didn't know how many Long Zhiming had defeated, Fang Lin felt that it was getting more and more difficult.
If you defeat one of the war spirits in the War Spirit Hall, a stronger one will emerge, as if it is endless and never-ending.
Although Fang Lin's strength is constantly improving, once a fighting spirit comparable to the eighth level or even the ninth level of spiritual veins appears, it will be difficult for Fang Lin to deal with it.
Of course, Fang Lin can also use treasures, so he can naturally cope with it, but in this case, the training effect on himself will be lost.
After all, Fang Lin entered the War Spirit Hall to make himself stronger, not simply to defeat these war spirits.
The result is not important, what is important is the process.
Fang Lin wants to get the most out of this constant battle.
The war spirits condensed again, and the war spirit that appeared this time was stronger than the previous one. Although it had not reached the eighth level of spiritual veins, it was not far behind.
When Fang Lin saw the war spirit rushing towards him, he tightened his grip on the Xuanhai Jiao Bone Spear and fought with it.
On the other side, Long Zhiming didn't use any weapons, and relied on a pair of invincible fists to push him all the way.
He is extremely powerful, and against these war spirits, he can be said to have defeated them with overwhelming force.
But it took a lot of effort to get Long Zhiming to see the sixtieth war spirit in front of him.
"It seems that after this point, it will not be so easy to defeat the war spirit." Long Zhiming said in his heart, but he has invincible self-confidence and is extremely calm when facing any opponent.
After defeating the 60th war spirit, the 61st war spirit appeared, having reached the ninth level of spiritual veins.
As soon as he appeared, Long Zhiming's face became very solemn.
"It seems that we still have to use some means." Long Zhiming said, and the purple armor he wore had a deep light flowing.
This is a battle armor specially made by the Long family for Long Zhiming, which can nearly double Long Zhiming's strength.
But this armor also has another function, which is to limit the speed of Long Zhiming's growth.
To be precise, it is for Long Zhiming to accumulate more and more, not to stimulate his potential and talents prematurely, and to proceed step by step.
And when Long Zhiming takes off this suit of armor, that's when Long Zhiming shows his true strength without any restraint.
It can be said that Long Zhiming wearing a battle armor can exert double his strength.
And Long Zhiming, who takes off his armor, can unleash his infinite potential.
At this moment, Long Zhiming must first defeat as many war spirits as possible while wearing the armor.
After reaching his limit, Long Zhiming will take off his armor and unleash his potential.
Long Zhiming's ambition was huge. He regarded the truly terrifying talents of the Three Kingdoms as his opponents, and wanted to break into the top 100.
In the outside world, Elder Huang has been paying attention to the changes in the numbers on the stone slab. When he saw that Long Zhiming's number had reached sixty-five, the look of anticipation on his face became more intense.
"Long Zhiming's strength is slightly weaker than that of the person who set the record back then, but his talent is superior." Elder Huang thought to himself.
As for Fang Lin's number, it stayed at fifty-eight and had not changed for a long time.
Elder Huang secretly sighed. He was also very optimistic about Fang Lin. However, Fang Lin's level was too low after all, which limited his strength. He could defeat more than fifty war spirits at one time. Such a record could be regarded as the first of its kind.
After all, defeating so many war spirits with the Tianyuan realm has never happened before since the founding of the Wuji War Palace.
Even if Fang Lin stopped here and retreated from the War Spirit Hall, he would be proud enough to leave his own name in the Wuji War Hall.
"Fang Lin's numbers haven't moved for a while. It seems to have reached its limit."
"Defeating fifty-eight war spirits is already scary."
"Indeed, if we go in, we won't be able to do even half of what he can do."
"He is still Tianyuan. If he is in the realm of spiritual veins, he may not be much weaker than Long Zhiming."
"But this time, the genius of the Long family is the most dazzling. I can't wait to catch up."
Everyone in the Coercion Hall said one after another that they believed that Fang Lin had reached his limit and would probably come out in three minutes.
"Hmph! You all underestimated Fang Lin. He's so small, but you can't stop him at all!" Dugu Nian said, with a very firm tone, as if he had great confidence in Fang Lin.
Some people looked at Dugu Nian in surprise, not understanding why this girl had so much confidence in Fang Lin.
At this moment, in the War Spirit Hall, Fang Lin was panting, holding a bone gun, and finally defeated the fifty-ninth War Spirit.
"Compared to the eighth level of spiritual veins, it's almost my limit. Now it's time to really start." Fang Lin said, with a somewhat solemn look on his face, but a bright light flickered in his eyes.