Legend of the Mythological Genes

"Ring No. 8, Feng Lin VS Feng Yue!"

The new battle list is out.

Feng Lin walked towards the ring.

Up to now, the qualifying competition has gone through sixteen rounds, and those who can reach this point are not weak.

Feng Lin's opponent this time was another interstellar cultivator. He was fierce and powerful, with gloves on both hands, like a fighter, with a life force fluctuation of at least 30 or more.

This Fengyue had a strong temperament, but when facing Feng Lin, he had a serious and apprehensive face, and he felt tremendous pressure from Feng Lin.

This is because his monk's instinct faintly sensed the opponent's huge crushing at the level of vitality, so he couldn't relax at all.

But as an upright interstellar monk, how can there be any reason to be timid before fighting?

Feng Yue stared straight at Feng Lin, and said in a deep voice, "Feng Lin, you are very strong! Unbelievably strong! But I will defeat you!"

"Okay!" Feng Lin nodded with a smile, and it was interesting to sense the vigorous fighting spirit rising from his opponent!

Shake the mountains!

Feng Yue stomped his feet on the ground, his body swooped down, and turned into an afterimage that stuck to the ground and approached instantly, his fists swung like wrestlers' hammers, trying to smash everything in front of him to pieces.

The strength of the punch pierced through the air, and there was a low, muffled sound like thunder, with an astonishing momentum.

hum!

There was an invisible vibration in the void.

A silver light flickered between Feng Lin's brows, and mental power surged out instantly, but it seemed to hit an iron plate for a moment, and it was hard to shake.

I saw that Fengyue's eyes were clear, and there was an indomitable belief in his heart, and his will was like steel, which was hard to shake.

It's getting more and more interesting!

Feng Lin couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Even if his spiritual gene is strengthened to the full point, it is only the basic gene, and the large level gap makes it difficult to shake the real interstellar monk.

It is only possible unless the spiritual gene evolves into a higher level of spiritual gene.

Mental hypnosis can't help the opponent, which means that other basic genes are also useless.

It seems that I have to use some real skills...

Feng Lin was not surprised, but happy. All along, those opponents couldn't even handle his mental hypnosis. It was so boring.

Now we finally have an interesting opponent!

As for how much it means?

Only when you fight will you know!

Seeing the opponent's aggressive punch, Feng Lin didn't care, and swung one hand into a palm at will.

The skin of the palm is like jade, with an elite translucent luster faintly revealed, as if made of suet jade.

A seemingly ordinary palm, with neither slow nor urgent palm movement, seems to have turned into a big net to cover all the opponent's subsequent changes in punches, giving people a sense of calmness but at the peak of subtlety.

Snapped!

With a light slap of the palm, the wind calmed down immediately.

The powerful force of Feng Yue's boxing moves was scattered by a palm, and he was lightly caught.

"Huh?" The strange man on the high platform looked at the changes in Feng Lin's body strangely, did he finally show some strength?

Body jade, what kind of gene is this?

Body-enhancing genes? Or have other abilities?

...

He locked his eyes on Feng Lin, looking very interested.

"What?" Feng Yue was taken aback, the punch he was bound to receive was caught so easily by the other party.

One move failed, he was about to retreat.

With a half-smile, Feng Lin clenched his fists with one hand, making it difficult for him to escape.

Feng Yue's face turned red, and he exerted all his strength, desperately trying to break free.

But he noticed that Feng Lin's palm was extremely powerful, and his palm was like an iron hoop tightly locking his hands, unable to break free.

This Feng Lin looks thin and weak. Why is he so strong? Could it be that the body-enhancing gene was awakened?

When fighting, how much do you think about the questions in your heart?

This Fengyue has a lot of experience in combat. With a twist of his body and a stare at his feet, he jumped in the air out of thin air, with no shadow of his legs, and quickly kicked towards Feng Lin's chest.

Seeing this, Feng Lin had no choice but to let go. His palms were like cattail leaf fans, forming a tight defense in front of him, blocking all the shadows of his legs.

Collapsing mountains!

Feng Yue escaped from the bondage with his hands, and immediately raised them in front of his chest, posing a fist like an overlord carrying a tripod, the fists collapsed like a mountain, and bombarded like a gust of wind and rain.

Feng Lin drew circles with his palms in front of him, blocking them one by one without missing a single flaw.

"Huh?" He suddenly felt something was wrong and became surprised.

This Fengyue was full of stamina, the continuous bombardment with both fists was actually heavier than the next.

After more than ten moves, the strength of the fist is more than three times stronger than the beginning.

This is not in line with common sense!

Once a person's strength reaches the limit, it is very difficult to improve a little bit, let alone triple it.

This Fengyue's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a tendency to gradually approach him.

This person only has more than 30 vitality, how could his strength be stronger than mine?

Feng Lin never believed it.

The huge gap in vitality cannot be made up by explosive seeds.

Feng Lin caught another punch from the opponent, only to find that the force gushing out from the opponent's body was not strong, the same as at the beginning, but the fist became extremely heavy, like a big hammer.

He felt an inexplicable energy fluctuation in the void, which he was very familiar with.

Gravity gene?

Feng Lin remembered that this is a high-level primitive gene, which can control the invisible gravity, or directly increase the power, or bless itself, the power is very impressive.

This Fengyue obviously put a lot of gravity on his fists. Once he punched, it would be like swinging two big hammers with both hands.

The more gravity is added, the heavier the fist will be!

After finding out the details of the other party, Feng Lin had no interest in entangled with him any longer, and formed seals with his hands.

Fantian hammer seal!

His hands were suppressed like the mythical Fan Tianyin.

Even if this Fengyue was not moved like a mountain, it was also collapsed at this time.

Although Fengyue's fist is heavy, its strength has not increased at all, how can it resist at least three times his own strength.

With just a slight block, he flew out and fell heavily off the ring.

"Feng Lin, win! It took 1 minute"

As expected, the monitoring optical brain announced the result.

"What? Even Fengyue lost!"

"Fengyue's vitality is as high as 32.6, and he only lasted for 1 minute!"

"The last move of Feng Lin is so mysterious, what kind of martial arts?"

...

Everyone just felt that it was not enough, and it was so hard to see Feng Lin really make a move, but it was over so quickly.

The opponent was completely crushed by him, and he didn't see much real stuff.

That exquisite move is only a flash in the pan, and it is difficult to capture traces.

Feng Lin walked down the ring slowly, glanced around, and found that the family qualifying competition had reached this stage, after a lot of screening, there were only forty people left, most of them were interstellar monks.

But only the top geniuses of those families, Feng Li and Feng Jinpeng, could really pose a little threat to him, but it was only a little threat.

If this fight continues, when will it be the head?

Feng Lin felt impatient for a while, raised his eyebrows, and thought of a simple and effective solution.