Legend of the Mythological Genes

Xuanwu is the god of the north, with the head of a snake-tailed dragon with a turtle body!

Sun Wukong is a man of the mind, unparalleled in violence and lawless.

Both of them are gods that are rare in the world, and their fame and strength are indistinguishable.

Feng Lin and Zhao Yue'e confronted each other, fighting fiercely, like sparks hitting the earth, the battle was in full swing.

Xuanwu sits in the void, screaming endlessly, the water waves are surging, and the cold current is surging.

Violent Ape's fists are like hammers, and it looks like madness, violent bombardment, and violent killing.

Feng Lin's figure flickered again and again, and he swam around Zhao Yue'e rapidly, aiming at the opponent's vitals with his punches.

Zhao Yue'e stood still in the field, neither dodging nor dodging, with her hands drawn in circles in front of her, one hand for yin, the other for yang, one strong and the other soft, her strength was like invisible circles enclosing herself in it, making it difficult to shake.

Flowing water is invisible and constantly changing, but once it forms a majestic trend, it is very unshakable.

Xuanwu fights Wukong, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Evil tigers prey, swift leopards pounce, cranes fly into the sky...

Feng Lin's moves changed again and again, merging all kinds of beasts, fierce, violent, ethereal... The moves are ever-changing.

But as soon as the blow hit the force circle, the force was blocked immediately, and at the same time, a wave of cold force counterattacked, but was blocked by Feng Lin's stone monkey body, and it was still unable to penetrate at all.

One is like a tortoise shell, with the thickness of a turtle and the lightness of a snake, while the other is a natural stone monkey, with the agility of a monkey and the hardness of a stone.

Both of these fetishes are perfect existences.

The two resorted to one after another, and for a while, no one could do anything to the other.

boom!

Feng Lin and Zhao Yue'e suddenly punched each other hard, and they separated abruptly, standing still, and there was a look of helplessness in each other's eyes.

I am most afraid that the air will suddenly quiet down, and the scene will be a little awkward for a while.

...

This basalt gene is definitely an extraordinary gene of perfect quality!

Feng Lin faintly realized something.

"This kid has been able to fight Senior Sister Zhao for so long, it's really unbelievable."

"Even though Senior Sister Zhao has only used the combat power of an elite cultivator, her basalt gene is also a perfect gene, and it is rare to have an opponent at the same level!"

"What's the history of this kid?"

...

To the students' surprise, Feng Lin was not crushed by Zhao Yue'e as they had imagined, and the battle was more intense than expected.

The two sides resorted to one after another, and the energy level of the moves was low, but the subtlety was beyond imagination.

They are not surprised that senior sister Zhao is like this, but it is too bizarre for this kid to be evenly divided!

Their faces were strange, and they became more and more curious about Feng Lin's origin.

Listen to that iron pillar, this kid is still a master of alchemy of his own style!

All of them looked wonderful.

"coming!"

Tie Zhu, a black-haired young man who had been closely watching the movement on the field, suddenly spoke.

Swipe!

For a moment, his eyes converged on his palm.

After a long battle, although Feng Lin and Zhao Yue'e had no communication, they both understood a little bit.

Both of them are invincible existences of the same level. If they want to decide the winner, they can only use the ultimate trick to fight for the result in one fell swoop.

The two stood still as they looked at each other, their energy became stronger and stronger, and they quickly rose up.

The air mechanism is opposed, the void is distorted and fluctuated, and the light is disordered.

Xuanwu True Water!

Zhao Yue'e suddenly pinched her hands in front of her chest, her fingers interlaced, like a lotus flower blooming, streams of cold water flowed out from her fingertips.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, as if falling into a cellar of ice.

The water vapor in the air quickly gathered to form streams of icy water.

A basalt ice statue appeared from it, shaking its head and tail, like a cargo!

As if waking up from ancient times, a wave of savage energy rushed over, ferocious and ferocious.

Feng Lin's face also became serious, and he pointed like a sword, slowly stabbing out!

It's clearly just a finger sword, but it has the meaning of killing immortals and gods, exterminating the common people.

Immortal Slashing Sword Seal!

Feng Lin's human sword merged into one, turning into a silver light that flashed from the air, and stabbed straight at Hanbing Xuanwu.

hold head high!

Xuanwu opened his mouth wide, roaring wildly, the sound shook the sky, setting off a violent storm, he opened his mouth wide, biting towards him.

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

The outcome is in one fell swoop, who will win?

Can this kid really beat the Martial Arts Empress recognized by Great Wall University?

For some reason, amidst the deep suspicion, they also had inexplicable expectations in their hearts.

Chi Chi Chi!

A sword of light and cold.

As soon as Feng Lin rushed into Xuanwu's body, the sword light was icy cold, piercing repeatedly, breaking through many obstacles.

Xuanwu let out a mournful cry, his body stood still, his head cracked inch by inch, and collapsed instantly.

A figure rushed out of it, and the momentum of the fingering sword was greatly weakened, but it still stabbed straight away as usual.

Zhao Yue'e's face was serious, and her hands formed a lotus seal to meet her.

The ten fingers are wrapped with silk, and the sword finger is wrapped in it, so it cannot be stored.

Feng Lin withdrew and left, exhaling a foul breath, with a sad face, "I lost!"

"No, I lost!" Zhao Yue'e smiled lightly and shook her head.

Feng Lin looked ugly, "If you lose, you lose! What do you mean?"

This conceded victory is even more humiliating.

"You misunderstood!" Zhao Yue'e just glanced at Feng Lin and knew what he was thinking. She shook her head and smiled, "I didn't let you mean it! This Black Tortoise Water is the strongest killer move in my cultivator elite stage! With this move, I have no way to counterattack. The reason why I was able to catch your move is because I used the combat power of the great monk level! So I lost. If I am a monk elite, I am not you opponent!"

She spoke eloquently, without any burden or cover-up.

"What? This kid actually beat Senior Sister Zhao, I can't believe it!"

"The Martial Arts Queen's record of being invincible at the same level has been broken!"

"This kid...?"

...

Everyone who watched the battle opened their eyes, and they didn't know what to say anymore!

The more one understands the horror of this Martial Arts Empress Zhao Yue'e, the more she understands the meaning of this scene.

Since entering the Great Wall University, Zhao Yue'e, as a female class, has been despised by countless people, but with her fists, she has earned a reputation of being invincible at the same level. Only those talents who are stronger than her can barely suppress her one head.

Now that it is defeated by someone with the same combat strength, if it spreads out, it will cause an uproar in Great Wall University.

I see!

Feng Lin nodded. Hearing what she said, he felt much better.

But he was not as Zhao Yue'e thought.

If you lose, you lose!

Why need a reason!

"None of us lost! Who will fight you one-on-one fairly on the real battlefield!" Feng Lin said lightly.

Zhao Yue'e was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "That's right!"

She also saw that Feng Lin also had a heart as firm as a stone, and had his own views on cultivation, which could not be shaken by words.

"Looking forward to the day when you become a grandmaster! At that time, we can fight again in a dignified way, to determine who is superior!" Zhao Yue'e issued an invitation to fight.

"Okay!" Feng Lin agreed without hesitation.

The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling a sense of sympathy for each other.

They all want to know, with the same level of cultivation, whose path of mythology is stronger?

True martial arts?

or……

Goku!

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