Chapter 833: : Lingjia Warrior

The last ten days will make the top 10,000 of Tianjiao list completely stable.
At this time, no one wants to fail, especially those warriors who are hovering in the ranking of eight or nine thousand, and they are desperately trying to keep the ranking within 10,000.
By this time, there are not many people who can maintain a winning streak. Fang Lin's winning streak has reached 43, and the ranking has finally rushed into the top 2,000.
In the entire north hall of the town, the best record is naturally Fang Lin. Except for him, the record of other people is to lose more and win less, and even someone has lost 10 games in a row, and they are directly brushed off.
In addition to Fang Lin, only Mo Yun and Du Gu Nian are within 10,000 of the North Temple of the Zhen. Although there are a few others that have not been brushed down, the ranking is already 10,000. It is basically impossible for the sky to rush into 10,000.
Of course, these few people did not give up. In the following, if they encounter some very weak opponents and there is a miracle, a straight wave of winning streak, it is still possible to break into the top 10,000.
Even for Mo Yun and Du Gu Nian, the rankings are not very stable. Both of them are hovering around 9,000. If they lose a few games in the future, they will be immediately squeezed out of the 10,000.
Such achievements made Ye Mengxian, who was the master of the palace, very helpless. She hoped to see more people in the Zhenbei Hall can enter the 10,000, but the reality is always cruel, the worst case is probably only Fang Lin alone can stick to the next stage, and everyone else will be brushed down.
Fortunately, this situation is not just in the Zhenbei Hall. Among the other thirty-two halls, there is a worse situation than the Zhenbei Hall.
There are a few temples that do not even have a person who has entered the top 10,000, so that is truly miserable.
It's no wonder that the Nine Kingdoms' arrogant battle is still tested by the strength of martial arts. It is still too difficult for the alchemists of the Dan League to compete with the martial arts arrogance everywhere.
Ye Mengxian is gratified that Fang Lin's results are very good, and he has rushed into the top 2,000. Such a result, even if Fang Lin loses more than a dozen games, he will not fall out of 10,000. , Be considered very safe.
The light flashed, Du Gu Nian returned from the independent space, with a bit of frustration on his face.
Fang Lin looked at her and smiled, "Lose again?"
Du Gu Nian snorted: "It's so annoying to meet an opponent who is almost my father's age."
Fang Lin smiled and looked at Du Gu Nian's appearance, he knew that he was very unwilling to lose.
After all, this arrogant battle has relatively loose age restrictions, as long as you are not over forty years old, you can participate, so you will meet some older soldiers, these people may be less talented than young people, but after all, the age is here, the time for cultivation To grow so much, cultivation and strength will certainly not be weak.
Fang Lin has already defeated several martial artists in their thirties, but Du Gu Nian's strength is insufficient. When he encounters such elder martial artists, he will naturally be defeated.
"How many games have you lost?" Fang Lin asked.
Du Gu Nian glanced at her jade jade, and she said helplessly: "I lost 18 games and even lost 4 games."
Fang Lindan laughed: "It's okay, as long as the next few wins, it should not fall out of the top 10,000."
Du Gu Nian is not as optimistic as Fang Lin. With the strength of Tian Yuan and Ba Zhong, she barely stabilized the ranking at around 9,000. It is already quite reluctant. There are only a few days left. If you continue to lose, you will fall out of the top 10,000. Yes yes.
"Your cousin, the ranking is good now, higher than me." Fang Lin said.
What Fang Lin said is naturally lonely, and currently ranks within 2,000 on the Tianjiao list, more than thirty places higher than Fang Lin.
As soon as the voice fell, a beam of light fell, sending Fang Lin into an independent space.
This is Fang Lin's forty-fourth game. Fang Lin, who has won so many games in a row, is very calm at the moment.
The next moment, his opponent appeared.
"Huh? You are Fang Lin!" As soon as the man appeared, he stared at Fang Lin with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Fang Lin frowned slightly and stared at the man, but he didn't know him.
The man looked in his thirties, dressed in black, with a relatively burly figure and ordinary appearance, but the breath of his body reached the level of the fourfold spirit.
"Do you know me?" Fang Lin said.
The man in black snorted, with obvious hostility on his face: "You humiliated my Ling family, and I was met by me today, so I must teach you well."
When Fang Lin heard it, he immediately had fun. It turned out that this guy was a member of the Ling family. It is no wonder that when he saw himself, he just wanted to swallow himself alive.
Ling family, as a family of Dan Dao, naturally has many masters, but the probability of encountering the Ling family in the arrogant battle of the Nine Kingdoms is still relatively small.
This man in black is the first person of the Ling family encountered by Fang Lin~EbookFREE.me~ Since you are a member of the Ling family, then I don't have any worries about shooting. Fang Lin sneered.
The man in black also sneered: "I know that the ordinary spirit vein warrior is not your opponent, but my Ling Zhong is not those wine bags, you are not enough to see in front of me."
"Oh, then give it a try." Fang Lin looked indifferent, beckoned to Ling Chong, showing contempt.
"Death!" Ling was furious, and it felt uncomfortable to be despised. At the moment, he waved his big hand, turned into a shocking palm print, and fell towards Fang Lin.
Fang Lin did not dodge, and there was no place to dodge, and now he exhibited unicorn fist.
Roar!
Along with the roar of Kirin, the seal of Qilin fist came out, and the seal of the palm of the sky was gone.
Bang! ! !
A loud noise rang out, and the shocking palm print instantly collapsed, and the Qilin fist print was dim, but it did not dissipate.
Ling Zhong sees this, with a touch of surprise in his eyes.
"Suppress me!" I saw that Ling Chong once again showed his martial arts, a big hand emerged, and overlapped between the stacks, like the mountains, pressing down the forest.
Fang Lin didn't have any words. The sky was displayed with one finger, and his fingers rose into the sky. He immediately pierced through several palm prints, but he couldn't resist all the palm prints.
Seeing the palm print coming towards him, Fang Linling's eyes opened, and the blue light surged into a light curtain, protecting himself under the light curtain.
Boom! ! ! !
The palm prints fell one after another, bombarded on the light curtain formed by the power of the spirit eyes.
That seemingly fragile light curtain, but stiffly carried Ling Zhong's offensive.
At the next moment, Fang Lin stepped on the nine-fold heavenly footwork, like a ghost, disappearing into Ling Zhong's sight in an instant.
When it reappeared, Fang Lin was already behind him.