I Have Countless Clones

Chapter 131  Hard Nut (1)

Lin Shen had a deep understanding of how powerful the Six Yang Talisman Sword was.
After all, he had one.
A good middle-grade enchanted armament could increase the strength of a Long Breath Stage 
cultivator by at least ten to twenty percent.
If Yan Xing had held the Six Yang Talisman Sword and his cultivation level was at the second level of 
the Long Breath Stage during the guided battle, he might really have been able to break Lin Shen's 
Forbidden Golden Armor.
After all, Lin Shen's Forbidden Golden Armor was only at Beginner at that time, and he didn't have a 
defensive enchanted armament like the Bind Yang Gown.
However, things were different now. Not only was Lin Shen's Forbidden Golden Armor already at 
Perfection, but he was also wearing the Bind Yang Gown. His defense was simply extraordinary!
Even if Yan Xing was one or two levels higher than now, he wouldn't be able to hurt Lin Shen!
The square was silent.
Everyone felt as if they had fallen into a dream. It took them a long time to come back to their 
senses. They drew in their breaths when they saw the scene on the platform.
What did they see?
Lin Shen had withstood the attack of the Six Yang Talisman Sword head-on with his physical body 
and was unscathed!
It was unbelievable!
"Am I seeing things?"
"Damn, that's the Six Yang Talisman Sword! He can even resist it with his own body?
"Is he wearing some kind of defensive enchanted armament?"
"So what? If you wore the Bind Yang Gown, would you dare to block the Six Yang Talisman Sword 
head-on?"
"…"
The crowd was in an uproar.
Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.
Yan Xing's mind went blank.

"H-how is this possible?!"
Yan Xing looked at the talisman sword in his hand in disbelief. He felt his head buzz and his mind 
went blank.
He couldn't understand.
This was the Six Yang Talisman Sword!
A powerful middle-grade enchanted armament!
How did Lin Shen dare to use his physical body to block the full-strength attack of the Six Yang 
Talisman Sword without any injuries?
Yan Xing raised his head and looked at Lin Shen in shock. His face was no longer as confident and 
smug as before. Instead, it was filled with panic and confusion.
Unfortunately, Lin Shen had no intention of explaining his doubts to him. After giving him a bright 
smile, he struck with his palm.
In an instant, there was a muffled bang. Yan Xing flew far away like a kite with a broken string and 
fell heavily to the ground. His entire body was like a cooked shrimp, burning red!
How powerful was Meltdown at Perfection!
Even though the Bind Yang Gown offset most of the blazing force, the remaining force still severely 
injured Yan Xing.
The intense pain made his face contort, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He only had 
time to twitch a few times before his head tilted to the side, and he fainted.
Lin Shen slowly put down his palm. His gaze swept across the Six Yang Talisman Sword that had 
fallen to the ground, and he felt a little regretful.
If not for the fact that everyone was watching, he would have gladly accepted this Six Yang Talisman 
Sword. It was just right for his clones to use.
If all five clones were holding the Six-Yang Talisman Swords, that scene would be wonderful!
However, Lin Shen immediately came back to his senses and shook his head involuntarily.
Was he addicted to killing and taking spoils of war recently? Why would he think of this now?
While Lin Shen's thoughts were wandering, there was already an uproar around the platform.
The result of the competition was beyond everyone's expectations!
They never expected that Yan Xing, who was at Level 2 of the Long Breath Stage and even had a 
powerful enchanted armament like the Six Yang Talisman Sword, was actually not Lin Shen's match!
In the crowd.
Duan Hao and Cheng Xipeng looked at each other with expressions of lingering fear.
"You were right. Lin Shen is indeed hiding his strength!"
Cheng Xipeng swallowed and looked sad.
Fortunately, he had listened to Duan Hao and let Yan Xing go on stage to test Lin Shen's strength 
first. Otherwise, he might have been the one lying on the ground!
Duan Hao also felt somewhat fortunate, and he sighed deeply.
"Lin Shen has definitely exceeded the fourth level of the Long Breath Stage. With his unfathomable 
martial arts attainments, even a disciple of the fifth level of the Long Breath Stage wouldn't be his 
match, let alone the two of us. Looks like we can only give up this time!"
Cheng Xipeng nodded without hesitation.
He didn't want to become as miserable as Yan Xing!
"… Actually, I should have known!"
Yang Zhongyi looked at Su Nian, who was staring blankly at him and sighed.
"With Lin's personality, he must be confident about the game if he looked so calm. To think that 
we're still worried for him."
Su Nian came back to his senses and nodded silently.
Whether it was during the big examination or the guided battle, Lin Shen displayed an extremely 
shocking strength.
In fact, they should have expected this. To others, increasing their cultivation by one or two levels in 
three months was already considered a rapid improvement.
But to someone like Lin Shen, one or two levels might just be the beginning!
This fellow couldn't be measured by common sense!
At the tutor's seat.
Ke Ya looked at Lin Shen and was silent for a long time before letting out a long sigh.
"Master Si is so discerning…"
At this point, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Lin Shen would definitely keep his position 
as a Black-rank disciple.
They were right.
When the deacon in charge of hosting the challenge recovered from his shock and asked who else 
wanted to challenge Lin Shen, everyone fell silent.
Who was he kidding?
No one would do that!
He had thought that Lin Shen was an easy target, but from the looks of it, he was clearly a tough nut 
to crack, his bones were as hard as black iron!
Challenging such an opponent was no different from giving merit points away for nothing.
Hence, all the challengers gave up.
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