C1019 Nine Times

Lin Yuchen and Lin Chenghou couldn't sit still any longer. They led the disciples of Sword Sect down the pavilion and surrounded the Phoenix Stage. At the same time, Yuen Luting and the group of Mount Tai disciples followed the footsteps of the Sword Sect and went down the pavilion.

Seeing such a scene, Lin Yuchen, as the host, naturally could not sit idly by. Therefore, he only needed a few disciples of the Sword Sect to go up the Phoenix Stage and carry Jian Xiong down the Phoenix Stage, helping him all the way to the pavilion.

It seemed like Zasidava's subordinates were really ruthless. Although they didn't take Jian Xiong's life directly, Jian Xiong couldn't even stand up. He even vomited a few mouthfuls of blood along the way.

As for Lin Yuchen, even if he didn't like this man, he knew that this man was secretly colluding with the Yang family. Today, he was sent here by the Yang family to disrupt the situation. However, out of morality, he still lacked a doctor and had Lin Fengmo personally treat Jian Xiong's injuries.

Although Jian Ling and Jian Xiong were fellow disciples, their personalities were extremely different.

Along the way, they followed Jian Xiong and Lin Fengmo into the attic. Not to mention, after they came back, they even greeted Lin Chenghou and Lin Yuchen.

He was very well-mannered, similar to Xu Zifann. He was gentle and polite. This was not something that could be faked. Perhaps it was because he was still young, but there was always a purity in his eyes that belonged solely to a young man.

Especially that day at the back of the mountain, when Yang Gaang gave the order to group up and take Lin Yuchen's life, there was a clear panic and concern on his face. This attracted Lin Yuchen's attention at that time.

It could be seen that this child was not obsessed with fame and fortune, and was even more uninterested in the position of Lord of Martial Arts Community. Lin Yuchen was very curious as to why this child was willing to be ordered by the Yang family to be an eagle dog of the Yang family. Thus, he chatted with Jian Ling for a long time, whether intentionally or not.

Zasidava, who was on the stage, could not wait any longer. He asked, "Young friend, do you still want to fight me?"

This made Lin Yuchen feel a little awkward.

As for Jian Ling, he looked at Lin Yuchen and Lin Chenghou, bowed again, and flew onto the Phoenix Stage.

In just a short period of time, Jian Xiong was beaten up like this by Zasidava. He didn't even use any of his techniques, not even taking half a step closer to Jian Xiong. Below the Phoenix Arena, the Martial Cultivator looked at Zasidava as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Oh. " Looking at Jian Ling, Zasidava took a deep breath and smiled, "Little friend, your courage is commendable. "

He then looked at Jian Ling. The first thing he did was. . . Then, he raised both of his hands. Just as he was about to make a gesture, he suddenly paused and thought for a moment. He then pulled out the long sword at his waist and used the sword energy to write in the air, "Senior brother is straightforward. I hope the Venerable One can forgive me for my offense just now. This junior will apologize to the Venerable One. " After writing, he bowed once again.

"Amitabha!" Zasidava also returned the salute. "It's alright for a young man to be a little arrogant, but it will not be good if he goes overboard. I just want to teach him a lesson. I was too heavy-handed just now. I hope little friend won't take offense. "

"I dare not. " Jian Ling raised his sword and wrote.

"Amitabha, good, good. " He heard Zasidava say again, "Then, little friend, please make your move. "

Jian Ling held his sword and frowned. He hesitated for a moment before writing again, "The Venerable One's divine skill is unparalleled. Junior admires it. I don't dare to make a fool of myself, but. . . " He suddenly stopped writing and raised his sword a few times, but for some reason, he didn't continue writing.

"Alright. You are still young. I will give you three moves. " Seeing Jian Ling like this, Zasidava asked, "How about it?"

Jian Ling's brows were still furrowed. After hesitating for a moment, he lifted his sword and wrote, "Junior does not dare to compete with senior in terms of martial arts. However, if senior wishes to give me some pointers, I will definitely pay you a visit personally in the future. " After he finished writing, he bowed again.

"Hmm?" Zasidava smiled and looked at Jian Ling. "Little friend, you want me to withdraw now?"

Jian Ling was speechless. He cupped his fist and bowed again.

"Amitabha!" To his surprise, Zasidava sighed. "Sigh! This makes things difficult for me. The martial arts seminar is held once every ten years. I came here from thousands of miles away. I wanted to experience the elegance of the martial artists from the Central Plains. However, there's nothing I can do. I haven't really fought yet. My little friend made such a request. It was rare for his little friend to have such a cultivation base at such a young age. Furthermore, at such a young age, he was already thinking of becoming a Lord of Martial Arts Community. This ambition was worth commending. However, if he wanted to become a Lord of Martial Arts Community, he had to have the ability that a Lord of Martial Arts Community should have. If you met someone you could beat, then fight. If you couldn't win, then you had to give way. How could this be possible? Furthermore, little friend, you can't even deal with me. How could he ask the Sword Sect's Alliance Master Lin, Young Master Lin, and Mount Tai's Sect Leader Yuen about this later? Where's. . . Hero Yuan? Hmm? Are you going to ask them to let you go too? "

"That's right!" The moment these words were spoken, the entire crowd instantly erupted into a commotion. All the Martial Cultivators began to shout out one after another. They wanted to see who was stronger and who was stronger. If they did not have the ability, they could just go down and not embarrass themselves here.

On the stage, Zasidava and Jian Ling had talked for a long time. Below the stage, Lin Yuchen and Lin Chenghou had also discussed for a long time.

Speaking of which, from the moment Jian Xiong was lifted off the stage, Lin Yuchen came to Lin Chenghou's side and said, "That Zasidava should be from Tibet, an expert from the Bon Cult. "

"En?" When he heard this, Lin Chenghou was stunned. He turned his head to look at Lin Yuchen and said with a frown, "Bon Cult? Who did you hear that from?"

"This?" Lin Yuchen smiled awkwardly.

Just as he was about to say "your original daughter-in-law," Lin Chenghou turned his head before he could say anything.

After a while, he heard Lin Chengzhi say, "The technique he used to deal with Jian Xiong just now was the Great Soul Catcher Technique. Have you heard of the Bon Cult's Nine Times Lower Technique?"

"Yes. " Lin Yuchen nodded and said, "This Great Soul Catcher Technique is the seventh time of the Nine Times, Akacheng, but I have a feeling that his martial arts is not as simple as the seventh time of the Nine Times Technique. "

"It is extremely difficult to cultivate this Nine Times, the seventh time, the Akayāna. " He then heard Lin Chengzhi say, "The first time takes one year, the second time takes two years, the third time takes four years, and so on and so forth. . . "

"I know that. " Lin Yuchen said, "Generally speaking, it takes 127 years to cultivate to the seventh layer, and 255 years to cultivate to the eighth layer. "

"Yes. " Lin Chenghou nodded his head. "Because of this, the power of the seventh level of the ninth level is comparable to the power of the eighth level of the Nine Dragons Spell. "

"What?" Lin Yuchen was shocked when he heard this. He quickly said, "If you say that he has reached the ninth level of the Nine Calamities, doesn't that mean that even you can't do anything to him?"

"It's hard to say. " Lin Chengzhi said, "After all, I have never seen the power of the ninth level. The difference between the eighth and ninth level of the Nine Dragons Spell is too great. Therefore, it's hard to tell who is stronger. . . But, I. . . " He then looked at Lin Yuchen, his brows slightly knitted. He seemed to want to say something but stopped himself a few times.