In fact, he was looking forward to seeing this Shengguo first-grade master's breath blending and faintly responding to this mountain.
Because he knew very well that this was a realm he hadn't reached yet, maybe Wang Xundao could find a way to break through the bottleneck of body tempering.
However, when he used an unprecedented serious attitude, consumed nearly a hundred points of Ether, and opened up this sword of light, he realized that his expectations had failed, because Wang Xundao's response method did not exceed his expectations... …
Pull the ether... or vitality through the spirit, release it from the body, and use it to a certain extent...
Well, frankly speaking, the ability to condense the ether into such a strong protective layer in such a short period of time is enough to show that Wang Xundao's mastery of power has been minimal, much higher than himself.
If there is as much ether in his body as Lin Tuo, then this blow is likely to return without success...
But the problem is... this is not essentially different from Huabingquan.
Yes, Wang Xundao's use and level of power are actually the same as Lin Tuo. The only difference is that one of them has more reserves and the other is familiar with skills, that's all.
Therefore, there is no need to ask further, Lin Tuo has already understood that the other party has not broken the bottleneck of body tempering, but has been stopped by that invisible wall.
If it were replaced by the power system of this world, Lin Tuo would be equivalent to a first-grade upper realm with slightly poorer skills but extremely strong power.
"So you didn't break the bottleneck of body tempering either."
Lin Tuo thought, then sighed, a little disappointed.
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On the mountain.
The smoke is slowly dissipating, but the entire Dongshan is quietly as if the silence spell has been cast. Everyone looked at the situation in the field in shock, and felt that their own cognition had been broken.
The First Grade Grandmaster, who has been standing in the mainland for decades without a single defeat, is... defeated?
There is no room for excuse, the defeat is so swiftly and neatly that it is difficult to explain even if the enemy is underestimated, but how is this possible?
Especially when everyone heard Lin Tuo's sigh, they felt lost in their hearts.
"It turns out that Yipin is just like this..."
"that is it……"
If someone said such a thing before, they would inevitably be ridiculed by everyone. After all, for hundreds of years, how many first products have been produced in total?
It is a kind of ignorant arrogance to judge Yipinjing in this disappointing tone.
However, facing this sentence at this moment, no one can fight back.
Who is this young man with a cloak covering his figure?
Or a demon?
It's a demon... it must be a demon... But when has the demon race been so good at using vitality?
No, this is not a question to think about right now. The question is, if he is really a demon, then even Wang Xundao has failed, who can resist him?
You know, the emperor of the Dasheng Kingdom is here.
Thinking of this, people's faces were a little pale, and there was a burst of fear in their hearts, until the next second, Wang Xundao, who was coughing up blood, staggered out of the smoke:
"Who are you... on earth?"
At this moment, this first-grade grandmaster looked very embarrassed, his clean and elegant robe was in tatters, a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was disordered.
However, it can be seen that his injury is not very serious-Lin Tuo did not attack the vital point after all.
However, compared to the appearance, what really moved was the eyes of this top powerhouse that almost burst out of light.
Having dealt with the demon all his life, he was determined only by Lin Tuo's sword light. The person in front of him was definitely not the big demon, but human.
He hasn't met someone for many years who can hurt himself.
At this moment, Wang Xundao's heart was not depressed, but his tone was eager.
In the chest, the heart is beating like thunder.
If it weren't for Lin Tuo's power, he even wanted to rush over to ask the other party's origin and... the source of that power.
Perhaps this is the opportunity for a breakthrough that he has been waiting for more than ten years.
"What you want to ask is not my identity, but something else." Lin Tuo looked at the expression of the old master, and could probably guess what he was thinking.
"Yes." Wang Xun didn't even wipe the corners of his mouth, he just took a breath, looked deeply at the mysterious person not far in front, and said in a very serious tone:
"Your Excellency does not want to reveal your identity, Wang dare not force it, but I have been trapped in the first grade for many years, and I can't make any progress. I am so grateful!"
I also want to ask this question... Lin Tuo sighed in his heart, looking at the other person, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of pity for the same illness.
The difference is that facing the bottleneck of body tempering, he still has a lot of time to experiment and explore, but Wang Xundao is old.
Thinking of this, Lin Tuo was about to fool around a few words, and then left, but the moment he opened his mouth, his heart moved, so everyone saw the mysterious powerhouse silent for a while, and said:
"You want to know?"
Wang Xundao's heart was surging, and his body trembled slightly: "Yes!"
"Then wait quietly, and soon you will know."
Listening to the words from the black cloak, everyone present was stunned, all a little confused, not understanding what this meant.
However, Lin Tuo no longer explained. After speaking, he turned around and headed down the road.
"Your Excellency..." Wang Xun still wanted to ask, but he hesitated for a while.
As for those guards and the strong Qintian Supervisors, they have dispersed earlier.
It wasn't until Lin Tuo walked down the mountain path that the first-grade realm master finally stepped forward eagerly to catch up, but only saw Lin Tuo's back that jumped up, flew high, and then suddenly disappeared.
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After a while.
Lishan, in the study, Lin Tuo slowly withdrew his right hand from the sand table and sighed softly.
"It seems that the body tempering bottleneck is not my illusion, but a real existence. In this case, we can only proceed with the next step. Since it is not enough to just pass down the cultivation method, let's add another fire.
Thinking about it, he turned his head and looked at the notebook flatly spread out on the desk, then made up his mind, stepped out the door, and shouted: "Hua Xi!"
"Teacher?" A head popped out of the window next door.
"Go and find me some stones."
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Fifteen minutes later.
There are more than a dozen large and small stones on the table in Lin Tuo's study, all of which have been washed away. Well, according to his request, they are only palm-sized.
The surface is smooth.
After making a selection, Lin Tuo picked up one of the oval-shaped black stones, like a goose egg, and rubbed it: "It's you."
Putting away the other stones and putting only this one on the table, Lin Tuo took out a piece of white and wordless paper and laid it on the table.
Raising his right hand, he condensed a blade on his fingertips, and lightly stroked the palm of his left hand. The blood suddenly overflowed.
Frowning slightly, Lin Tuo kept moving, and immediately picked up the thinnest brush, soaked it with blood in his palm, and then drew it on the paper according to the pattern on a magic book on the table.
In order to further promote the development of practice in the sand table.
He was going to perform a simple "magic ritual."
