The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 675 Secret Method: 3 Yuan Return 1

Yu Lei Sect, the inner sect’s martial arts training ground.

As Pan Chengfeng shouted loudly, the thunder wings behind him began to flap, and countless thunder threads poured out, densely rushing towards the attacking water dragon.

The puffing sound continued, and after the two spells remained deadlocked in mid-air for a few breaths, the lightning slowly suppressed the water dragon.

Lin Bin was not willing to be outdone, so he gave up maintaining the first spell and quickly formed seals to cast the second spell.

Will Pan Chengfeng give him a chance? How could he give him a chance! He immediately increased his mana output, and the five water dragons were instantly submerged by the lightning. The thunder in the sky did not stop at all and attacked Lin Bin who was still forming a seal!

Seeing countless lightning threads coming at him, Lin Bin panicked. He originally had time to make hand seals and attack, but when people panic, it is easy to make mistakes, and he made a wrong hand seal.

With a bang, the magic failed. Lin Bin was shocked and hurriedly took out his magic weapon, which turned out to be a small yellow flag.

After the small yellow flag was raised, it grew in the wind and covered Lin Bin completely.

Countless lightning threads hit the small yellow flag, making popping sounds. Despite being attacked by so many lightning threads, the small yellow flag was not hurt at all.

Pan Chengfeng slowly retracted his move, and the lightning wings behind him slowly disappeared. He clapped his hands and chuckled, "Not a bad magic weapon. It can actually block my Ten Thousand Thunder Wings Flash, and it's still intact."

Lin Bin waved his hand and a small yellow flag flew into his hand. He said proudly: "This is a mid-grade magic weapon, the 'Protective Flag'! Not to mention you, even a cultivator at the peak of the Void Refining Realm would have a hard time destroying it!"

On the rostrum, a group of bigwigs shook their heads slightly. Not to mention that Lin Bin had little practical experience, he even boasted about it after taking out a mid-grade magic weapon, as if he was afraid that others didn't know about it. He was just like a child.

You, a cultivator of the Lianxu realm, responded incorrectly and formed the wrong seal during the battle.

Now he should reflect on himself and think about how to deal with the situation next. He even introduced his magic weapon on the spot.

Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "Great! It's actually a mid-grade magic weapon. I've never used a mid-grade magic weapon before, but I have broken a few! Let me see, is your magic weapon stronger, or is my magic more powerful!!"

While Lin Bin was still boasting about his magic weapon, Pan Chengfeng had already taken action: "Thunder Method - Thunderous Handprint!"

With a humming sound, a giant hand ten feet in size descended from the sky. The pressure from the magical power made Lin Bin pale and he shouted, "Impossible! You are only at the Golden Core stage, how can you use such a powerful technique!!"

Before, Pan Chengfeng used a group attack spell, which had a wide range but was less powerful. It was mainly used to break the opponent's spells.

But now the goal is to break Lin Bin’s magic weapon, so naturally we have to use powerful single-target magic!

Lin Bin was a little flustered. Fortunately, the magic weapon did not require hand seals, only the input of magic power was needed. Otherwise, looking at him like this, he would definitely not be able to form a complete hand seal to cast the spell.

On the rostrum, Lin Zhixuan looked unhappy. He spoiled his son too much, which made him such a waste. When he was nervous, he would make mistakes even in the seal, not to mention the moving seal.

Fortunately, this is an arena, and he is watching, so there is no need to worry about my life. If I really go anywhere to fight the enemy, I will die in minutes.

Lin Bin input his magic power into the magic weapon, and the small yellow flag immediately wrapped him up again. The big handprint slapped on the small flag with a bang, causing Lin Bin to spit blood and be terrified.

The handprint and the small flag were in a stalemate for a while, and then began to slowly overwhelm Lin Bin and the magic weapon, causing the small flag to crackle.

Lin Bin's eyes were red, his legs were shaking, he was angry and scared. He made up his mind, bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed on the magic weapon.

The magic weapon immediately emitted a bright yellow light, and slowly pushed the hand seal back.

Seeing this, Pan Chengfeng chuckled: "Not bad! There is still some strength left~ Try harder, young master!"

With a humming sound, the handprint, which was originally ten feet in size, flashed with silver light and expanded by another two feet, pressing Lin Bin back again.

Seeing that the magic weapon was about to collapse, Lin Bin did not dare to hold back at all. He formed seals with his hands and shouted, "Secret Technique: Three Elements Return to One!"

Lin Bin's aura suddenly increased, and his cultivation level instantly increased from the late stage of Refining Void to the peak of Refining Void, and was approaching the great perfection of Refining Void!

Wow, the magic power has been greatly improved. Lin Bin madly injected the magic power into the magic weapon. The small yellow flag instantly became round, and then with a bang, it broke by itself, and also shattered the big handprint!

Pan Chengfeng was so frightened by this sudden attack that he retreated dozens of steps before steadying himself. He said in horror, "Are you risking your life? Is this the secret method of Guiyi Sect?!"

Lin Bin looked at the broken magic weapon in his hand and yelled, "Little thief! I want you to die!!"

The improvement in his cultivation also gave Lin Bin great confidence. Not only did his seal-making speed increase, but it also became much smoother.

Pan Chengfeng did not dare to be negligent. As a cultivator at the peak of the Refinement Void Realm, he had to deal with it seriously.

Seeing Lin Bin's hands forming seals, Pan Chengfeng guessed that it was a powerful spell, and hurriedly began to prepare his own signature move, the Thunder Dragon Spell! !

After a breath, Lin Bin stared at Pan Chengfeng with red eyes, smiled strangely and said: "Go to hell! Kill the Juhai Jiaolong!"

Pan Chengfeng formed a seal and sneered, "Want to kill me? You're still far away! Thunder Dragon Technique: Tyrannosaurus Break!!"

One is a flood dragon and the other is a silver dragon. Pan Chengfeng's thunder dragon is smaller than the water dragon, less than two kilometers long, while the water dragon is two thousand five hundred meters long!

Just by looking at the size, you can tell that Lin Bin's move is much more powerful than Pan Chengfeng's Thunder Dragon Technique.

After Lin Bin defeated the dragon, he began to maintain the power of the dragon. After Pan Chengfeng defeated the thunder dragon, he decisively gave up and began to prepare for the next spell: "The power is not enough! Let's make up for it with numbers! Another move, wind and fire technique·Red Flame Wind Scroll!!"

When the silver dragon and the water dragon collided, the water dragon immediately overwhelmed the thunder dragon. The two giant dragons fought in the sky, and the thunder dragon was quickly defeated.

Before Lin Bin had time to be happy, he saw a fire tornado hundreds of feet high sweeping over and directly carried the water tornado into the sky.

The fire tornado attacked him, and Lin Bin was shocked. Only now did he realize that he had to dodge, otherwise he would be sucked into it and would definitely die!

Lin Bin had just used his body skills to move a few steps when Pan Chengfeng appeared behind him like a ghost and chuckled, "You should be thankful that my boxing gloves are not here~ Thunderstorm Fist!"

The power of the physical body and the magic hit Lin Bin's back directly. The punch exploded, and Lin Bin flew out spitting out blood. He slid for more than 200 meters before stopping.

Lin Zhixuan's eyes twitched on the podium. He wanted to help his son, but he secretly glanced at Shangguan Yun. In the end, he didn't have the courage to act presumptuous in front of Shangguan Yun. He thought to himself, "Well, it would be better to let him suffer a little..."

Lin Bin, who was lying on the ground, coughed and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. Before he could turn around, Pan Chengfeng had already caught up with him and laughed, "Master! My fist tastes good, right? I will definitely serve you well today! Thunder and Fire Explosive Fist!"

Another punch hit Lin Bin's face directly, knocking him into the ground, leaving a big hole in the floor.

Pan Chengfeng jumped down and laughed, "Do you have any secret techniques? If you have any, use them and let me have some fun. Hahaha, Exploding Fist! Flying Kick! Cut off your lineage... Uh, forget it, Heavenly Cruel Kick..."

A bunch of random names of fist and kick moves that I had never heard of came out of the pit.

Lin Zhixuan clenched his hands tightly, and he could hardly control the murderous aura in his body. Anyone who saw his own son being beaten and humiliated like this would have been unable to control himself.

However, Lin Zhixuan was a fusion cultivator, and he suppressed it.

Lin Bin’s voice was heard from the pit: “I…ah~I…oh~~I I…”

"Brother Lin, I can't hear you clearly~" Pan Chengfeng grabbed Lin Bin's collar. As soon as he opened his mouth, Pan Chengfeng punched him and kicked him in the stomach.

After beating for a quarter of an hour, Lin Bin finally fainted, and Pan Chengfeng threw Lin Bin out with just his hand.

He jumped out of the pit and bowed to Yan Baifeng on the rostrum, saying, "Elder Yan, Senior Brother Lin seems to have fainted. Did I win?"

The rules of the game stated that one won only if he admitted defeat, but since Lin Bin fainted, he couldn't admit defeat. Pan Chengfeng originally wanted to kill him, but he had just received a warning from the sect leader, so he had to give up.

Before Yan Baifeng could speak, Lin Zhixuan spoke first and said lightly: "Lin Bin admits defeat~"