Chapter 38
6 Meridian Divine Sword
Chapter 38 Six Meridians Divine Sword
"Sister, look at this dog slave..."
Zhao Chen was a little dissatisfied.
"To shut up!"
Zhao Lin scolded, she also realized the change of the situation on the field.
Lin Fan wanted to pursue Cuju, but Gesang never gave him a chance.
"Suffer to death!"
Gesangpu slapped Lin Fan with a big slap.
Lin Fan turned his back to Gesang at this moment, and only heard a gust of wind behind him. He didn't care about chasing the ball, and lowered his head slightly, temporarily dodging Gesang's powerful blow.
When Gesang gained power, he was relentless, and the Thunderbolt Palm swept towards Lin Fan like flowing water.
Lin Fan kept dodging, but under Gesang's dense palm, his dodging space became smaller and smaller.
"Zhao Xun, what are you doing? Hurry up and tell that dog slave to stop!"
Zhao Lin stood up, glared at Zhao Xun and said.
Zhao Xun shrugged his shoulders and said innocently:
"The king didn't do anything!"
"Hmph, the game is a good game. You use such indecent means, you can't afford to lose!"
Zhao Lin said angrily.
"What does this have to do with this king? Gesang is a vulgar martial artist. He may have lost three goals in a row. At this moment, he has become angry from embarrassment. This king can't stop it even if he wants to."
Zhao Xun spread his hands and said helplessly.
"But don't worry, if he accidentally kills that slave, the king will definitely not spare him."
"you!"
Zhao Lin could tell that Zhao Xun was here to beat Lin Fan to death this time.
She just wanted to take the dog slave under her command, so don't die.
"I will tell my father about this matter."
She had no way to stop the duel between the two masters, she could only threaten Zhao Xun and said.
Zhao Xun didn't care about Zhao Lin's threat.
"Isn't it just the death of a dog slave? Father is too lazy to take care of such crap."
He has figured out Zhao Huan's character.
Zhao Lin was so choked that she couldn't speak, she could only pray silently, hoping that Lin Fan could defeat Gesang.
But how can a sixth-rank master fight against an eighth-rank master?
"Brother, wouldn't this be a little bad!"
Looking at Lin Fan who had already fallen into a disadvantage, Zhao Jun said hesitantly.
Zhao Xun glanced at his younger sister, and it was true that his brain had grown to the ball.
"It's just a dog slave. When he dies, he dies. At worst, he will pay some funeral expenses."
Zhao Xun said indifferently.
Zhao Jun stared at Lin Fan on the field, and sighed inwardly, if you want to blame you, blame yourself for being on the wrong team.
Lin Fan couldn't avoid it. He thought that someone would stop Gesang, but he realized that he was still too naive. No one in this group of princelings cared about the life and death of his servant.
"Happy Palm of Despair!"
Lin Fan stopped dodging and pushed forward with a palm.
"Bang!" A sound.
Lin Fan was sent flying by Gesang.
Gesang's face was a little ugly, he was very surprised that this was actually a palm hit by a sixth-rank master.
This palm is domineering and fierce, with powerful damage contained in the palm force, it is definitely a superior martial art.
Gesang's face revealed a fiery light.
"Hand over this set of palm techniques, and I can spare you!"
Gesang said grimly.
Every man is innocent of his guilt.
Gesang is not the first master to covet the Palm of Desolation, but he will definitely not be the last.
"You want to learn? Kneel down and worship the teacher."
Lin Fan said coldly.
These exercises are all signed by him, and he has no intention of keeping them for himself.
But this Gesang's attitude really made him a little annoying, Lin Fan would never agree to take it by force.
"Heh, if you don't eat the toast and eat fine wine, a certain person will beat you half to death, and then ask you to hand over your exercises."
Gesang laughed.
After saying this, Gesang stopped talking nonsense, and the attacks swept towards Lin Fan again.
Although Desolate Ecstasy Palm is domineering, Lin Fan's strength is still a little low, and Gesang on the opposite side is a master of cross-linking, and there is no flaw in his gold bell cover.
Lin Fan's slapping palm was like hitting a stone. The opponent didn't suffer any damage, but his own hand was already in pain.
For body-protecting magical arts such as the golden bell cover, either the strength is higher than that of the opponent, forcibly breaking through the opponent's defense.
Either find the opponent's gate of life and attack his gate of life, so that he can break his kung fu.
Lin Fan kept searching.
forehead?no.
chest?Nor is it.
belly button?Not yet.
……
Finally, Lin Fan found Gesang's lifeblood, the anus.
No wonder this guy always walks with his ass between his legs, looking like a sissy.
It turned out that he didn't have any special hobbies, it was just to protect his life gate.
In this position, Lin Fan couldn't help frowning, let alone being broken, he couldn't even get close.
In the blink of an eye, Gesang and Lin Fan had palmed each other hundreds of times, only making Lin Fan's body swell with energy and blood, and he was about to lose his strength.
"Bang!", Lin Fan was sent flying by Gesang's palm.
The qi and blood rolling in his body could no longer be controlled.
"Wow" spit out a mouthful of blood.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Gesang's mouth.
"With the strength of a sixth-grade master, you can do so many tricks under my hands. You are very powerful. Now, hand over your palms and I will spare you."
Gesang pressed his palm on Lin Fan's forehead, as long as he exerted a little force on his palm, he could crush Lin Fan's head.
【Ding!It is detected that the host's current environment meets the check-in conditions, and whether to perform check-in. 】
Sure enough, it was dead again.
"Sign me in!"
Lin Fan said without hesitation.
【Ding!The sign-in is successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining the god-level exercise—Six Meridians Excalibur. 】
Hearing the prompt sound in his mind, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel elated.
The boss of the system is sincere and does not lie to me.
It was really sleepy and came to send a pillow. I just didn't know how to break through the defense of this big tank, so the system boss gave me a magic skill of long-range attack.
"It's still uncertain who will die."
A playful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Lin Fan's mouth.
Gesang suddenly had a bad premonition, but before he could make any movements, he suddenly felt that Lin Fan in his hand had disappeared.
"Six Meridians Divine Sword!"
Lin Fan's figure appeared ghostly behind Gesang, and the Six Meridians Excalibur shot out from his little finger.
"Boom!" sounded.
It hit Gesang's goal very accurately.
The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is full of injuries, your smile has turned yellow...
The smile on Gesang's face froze, and in a split second, he fell straight backwards.
All the people around were stunned.
This……
In the audience, Gesang was pressing down on Lin Fan. They really didn't expect that Lin Fan would fight back at the end.
(End of this chapter)
"Sister, look at this dog slave..."
Zhao Chen was a little dissatisfied.
"To shut up!"
Zhao Lin scolded, she also realized the change of the situation on the field.
Lin Fan wanted to pursue Cuju, but Gesang never gave him a chance.
"Suffer to death!"
Gesangpu slapped Lin Fan with a big slap.
Lin Fan turned his back to Gesang at this moment, and only heard a gust of wind behind him. He didn't care about chasing the ball, and lowered his head slightly, temporarily dodging Gesang's powerful blow.
When Gesang gained power, he was relentless, and the Thunderbolt Palm swept towards Lin Fan like flowing water.
Lin Fan kept dodging, but under Gesang's dense palm, his dodging space became smaller and smaller.
"Zhao Xun, what are you doing? Hurry up and tell that dog slave to stop!"
Zhao Lin stood up, glared at Zhao Xun and said.
Zhao Xun shrugged his shoulders and said innocently:
"The king didn't do anything!"
"Hmph, the game is a good game. You use such indecent means, you can't afford to lose!"
Zhao Lin said angrily.
"What does this have to do with this king? Gesang is a vulgar martial artist. He may have lost three goals in a row. At this moment, he has become angry from embarrassment. This king can't stop it even if he wants to."
Zhao Xun spread his hands and said helplessly.
"But don't worry, if he accidentally kills that slave, the king will definitely not spare him."
"you!"
Zhao Lin could tell that Zhao Xun was here to beat Lin Fan to death this time.
She just wanted to take the dog slave under her command, so don't die.
"I will tell my father about this matter."
She had no way to stop the duel between the two masters, she could only threaten Zhao Xun and said.
Zhao Xun didn't care about Zhao Lin's threat.
"Isn't it just the death of a dog slave? Father is too lazy to take care of such crap."
He has figured out Zhao Huan's character.
Zhao Lin was so choked that she couldn't speak, she could only pray silently, hoping that Lin Fan could defeat Gesang.
But how can a sixth-rank master fight against an eighth-rank master?
"Brother, wouldn't this be a little bad!"
Looking at Lin Fan who had already fallen into a disadvantage, Zhao Jun said hesitantly.
Zhao Xun glanced at his younger sister, and it was true that his brain had grown to the ball.
"It's just a dog slave. When he dies, he dies. At worst, he will pay some funeral expenses."
Zhao Xun said indifferently.
Zhao Jun stared at Lin Fan on the field, and sighed inwardly, if you want to blame you, blame yourself for being on the wrong team.
Lin Fan couldn't avoid it. He thought that someone would stop Gesang, but he realized that he was still too naive. No one in this group of princelings cared about the life and death of his servant.
"Happy Palm of Despair!"
Lin Fan stopped dodging and pushed forward with a palm.
"Bang!" A sound.
Lin Fan was sent flying by Gesang.
Gesang's face was a little ugly, he was very surprised that this was actually a palm hit by a sixth-rank master.
This palm is domineering and fierce, with powerful damage contained in the palm force, it is definitely a superior martial art.
Gesang's face revealed a fiery light.
"Hand over this set of palm techniques, and I can spare you!"
Gesang said grimly.
Every man is innocent of his guilt.
Gesang is not the first master to covet the Palm of Desolation, but he will definitely not be the last.
"You want to learn? Kneel down and worship the teacher."
Lin Fan said coldly.
These exercises are all signed by him, and he has no intention of keeping them for himself.
But this Gesang's attitude really made him a little annoying, Lin Fan would never agree to take it by force.
"Heh, if you don't eat the toast and eat fine wine, a certain person will beat you half to death, and then ask you to hand over your exercises."
Gesang laughed.
After saying this, Gesang stopped talking nonsense, and the attacks swept towards Lin Fan again.
Although Desolate Ecstasy Palm is domineering, Lin Fan's strength is still a little low, and Gesang on the opposite side is a master of cross-linking, and there is no flaw in his gold bell cover.
Lin Fan's slapping palm was like hitting a stone. The opponent didn't suffer any damage, but his own hand was already in pain.
For body-protecting magical arts such as the golden bell cover, either the strength is higher than that of the opponent, forcibly breaking through the opponent's defense.
Either find the opponent's gate of life and attack his gate of life, so that he can break his kung fu.
Lin Fan kept searching.
forehead?no.
chest?Nor is it.
belly button?Not yet.
……
Finally, Lin Fan found Gesang's lifeblood, the anus.
No wonder this guy always walks with his ass between his legs, looking like a sissy.
It turned out that he didn't have any special hobbies, it was just to protect his life gate.
In this position, Lin Fan couldn't help frowning, let alone being broken, he couldn't even get close.
In the blink of an eye, Gesang and Lin Fan had palmed each other hundreds of times, only making Lin Fan's body swell with energy and blood, and he was about to lose his strength.
"Bang!", Lin Fan was sent flying by Gesang's palm.
The qi and blood rolling in his body could no longer be controlled.
"Wow" spit out a mouthful of blood.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Gesang's mouth.
"With the strength of a sixth-grade master, you can do so many tricks under my hands. You are very powerful. Now, hand over your palms and I will spare you."
Gesang pressed his palm on Lin Fan's forehead, as long as he exerted a little force on his palm, he could crush Lin Fan's head.
【Ding!It is detected that the host's current environment meets the check-in conditions, and whether to perform check-in. 】
Sure enough, it was dead again.
"Sign me in!"
Lin Fan said without hesitation.
【Ding!The sign-in is successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining the god-level exercise—Six Meridians Excalibur. 】
Hearing the prompt sound in his mind, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel elated.
The boss of the system is sincere and does not lie to me.
It was really sleepy and came to send a pillow. I just didn't know how to break through the defense of this big tank, so the system boss gave me a magic skill of long-range attack.
"It's still uncertain who will die."
A playful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Lin Fan's mouth.
Gesang suddenly had a bad premonition, but before he could make any movements, he suddenly felt that Lin Fan in his hand had disappeared.
"Six Meridians Divine Sword!"
Lin Fan's figure appeared ghostly behind Gesang, and the Six Meridians Excalibur shot out from his little finger.
"Boom!" sounded.
It hit Gesang's goal very accurately.
The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is full of injuries, your smile has turned yellow...
The smile on Gesang's face froze, and in a split second, he fell straight backwards.
All the people around were stunned.
This……
In the audience, Gesang was pressing down on Lin Fan. They really didn't expect that Lin Fan would fight back at the end.
(End of this chapter)