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Chapter 131: True Sword Cultivator and Fake Sword Immortal! Alchemy Academy's Collection Mission! (Subscribe)

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[Ding! Successfully matched with opponent Deng Haoguang, rank: Beginner (880 points)]

The matching prompt sounded in my ears in time, a teleportation light flashed, and a new opponent appeared in a corner of the ring.

As expected, it’s still the third level of foundation building…

Lin Mo secretly said in his heart that after winning seventy games in a row, the probability of matching with the third level of foundation building has increased significantly.

Until the time when he had just achieved his 80th consecutive victory, without exception, all the opponents he was matched with were at the third level of Foundation Establishment.

and……

"Qingshan Sect?"

The male disciple opposite him showed a hint of vigilance when he saw the green shirt on his body.

The "Sword Cultivation Style" has basically reached its limit...

Lin Mo sighed in his heart. If he had known this would happen that day, he would have blocked the audience seats directly.

He also didn't expect that the "Sword Cultivation School" would become so popular in Qingshan Sect in just a few days.

This has led to many disciples at the new level already knowing this routine.

The male disciple opposite was also obviously on guard.

Is it useful to just be vigilant?
Lin Mo ignored the opponent who appeared opposite him. He slightly tightened the sword in his hand and held it upright in front of his eyes, as if talking to himself:
"I held a sword at the age of eight, realized the way of the sword at the age of thirteen, and created a top-grade sword technique at the age of fifteen..."

"Now that I am eighteen, my sword heart is clear and I have reached the state of unity between man and sword."

The male disciple on the opposite side of the ring was stunned when he heard this. How could this be a line he had never heard before?

However, he still maintained a certain degree of vigilance, looked at Lin Mo suspiciously, and sneered:

"A three-line swordsman? Haha, if you are really that powerful, why are you holding an ordinary sword? Where is your flying sword!?"

Lin Mo glanced at him calmly and said, "Why would I need a flying sword to kill you? An ordinary Taoist sword will do."

The male disciple frowned, but still didn't believe it, but he continued:

"Ever since I was young and held the sword, I knew that I would be the leader in the way of the sword, the greatest swordsman in the world of cultivation!"

The male disciple was slightly startled, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face, and then he saw Lin Mo said loudly again:

"After eighteen years of sword training, the opportunity to attain enlightenment is now!"

After saying this, he raised the long sword in his hand high.

"When the sword is unsheathed, the sky shakes; the sun, moon and stars shine suddenly!"

As the words fell, the countdown ended, and he rushed towards the male disciple without hesitation.

The male disciple reacted belatedly, but the rhythm of the opening had already been disrupted. He was half a beat late in making the hand gestures, and he couldn't stop feeling anxious and flustered.

About ten minutes later...

[Ring winner: Qingshan Zonglin Mo, points: +10]

[Congratulations to Qingshan Zonglinmo for winning his 87th consecutive victory. ]

【…】

Amid the unwilling looks of the male disciples, Lin Mo won again.

“Hiss~ It’s not easy!”

He gasped and was bruised again.

Even if these opponents are not disciples of the nine major academies, they are at least veterans at the third level of foundation building and they know at least one or two second-level spells.

Even though he was able to gain a certain advantage, the fight was still more difficult than before.

Just as he was about to use the substitute talisman again to replace this illusory body with a throbbing pain, he suddenly heard cheers in his ears:
"Good! Well played!"

He turned his head and saw that they were some disciples from the same sect, and most of them were the menial disciples who had watched him fight before.

Their attitudes were completely different from a few days ago. The way they looked at him was full of respect, and their words of praise were endless.

"What a great swordsman! How cool is it to be the best swordsman in the world! He draws his sword and the sky shakes! So handsome!"

"Senior Brother Lin, you are truly our teacher!"

"I learned another trick, write it down quickly."

"Remember? The ban will be issued this afternoon."

"It's just that you can't use it on the sword arena, but it doesn't say you can't use it anywhere else, right?"

"Fuck, that makes sense, I'll write it down +1"

“Oh, I’ve already recorded it.”

"..."

Lin Mo twitched his lips. The reason why it was becoming increasingly difficult to perform the "Sword Cultivation Style" was also related to this group of people who came to watch the battles every day.

If they hadn't promoted the "Sword Cultivation School" and made it known to everyone, how could this useful school be "banned" so quickly.

Just wait and see, you can’t play many games anyway.

Lin Mo loosened his hands and feet, used another talisman to "repair" his injuries, and then moved his hands and feet slightly.

At the end of the “Sword Cultivation Flow”, let me teach you a few moves!

The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Maybe some people can imitate his lines, some people can imitate his movements, but there is one thing that none of them can imitate...

With a flash of golden light, a new opponent appeared in a corner of the ring.

Lin Mo actually retracted the Dao Sword, placed his sword finger between his eyebrows, and suddenly opened his eyes:

"I have a sword—"

"Ask the Immortal!"

The next moment, the opponent who had just teleported into the arena suddenly felt alarmed, staring at Lin Mo's sword finger, with a hint of nervousness on his face.

"..."

The audience around was slightly stunned.

This was the shortest line Lin Mo had spoken since they had watched him play the game, but it made those of them who had known long ago that he was not a sword cultivator stunned for a moment, and they subconsciously doubted their own knowledge.

However, after seeing Lin Mo use a familiar trick, followed by a sudden attack with thunder magic, and a combo of damage with fire magic, they slowly came to their senses.

Sure enough, it was still a familiar recipe.

About a quarter of an hour later, the familiar sound of winning came again, and Lin Mo did not wait and chose to start the next game.

This time it's even simpler, just two words -

"Here comes the sword!"

It was even a line they had heard before, but it still fooled the opponent at the beginning.

Why is this?

Many people began to feel doubtful.

Even though some of them had already used Lin Mo's "Sword Cultivation Style" to gain a lot of points in the past two or three days, they still couldn't act as smooth and natural as Lin Mo did.

The actions are copied, the lines are all correct...but it just lacks some flavor.

Lin Mo in the field skillfully took advantage of the situation while continuously setting fire and discharging electricity to suppress the opponent, with a slight smile on his face.

What everyone subconsciously overlooked was that, compared to lines and actions, he had the biggest advantage of imitating a sword cultivator, which was——

Handsome!
This is the advantage he has always had.

It's just like the burly Dan Er San, no matter how he imitates sword cultivation, no one believes him.

He was dressed in a green shirt, had a slender figure, and was extremely handsome. Even if he was standing on the ring holding an ordinary Taoist sword, others would be wary.

Half an hour later...

[Ding! Received a message from the Qingshan Sect Law Enforcement Hall, please check it.]

[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Zonglin Mo for winning his 90th consecutive victory. ]

【…】

The two reminders came at almost the same time.

Lin Mo's right hand was completely disabled and his left leg was limping. He looked somewhat miserable, but he still maintained the posture of standing with the sword in hand.

He didn't look embarrassed at all, but rather had a unique charm.

At this time, Pan Peng on the stands suddenly bowed and congratulated:
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Lin for winning his 90th consecutive victory!"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining disciples on the stands also raised their hands and bowed, saying in unison:

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Lin for winning his 90th consecutive victory!"

The sound was deafening, echoing throughout the entire arena.

Lin Mo slowly put the Taoist sword back into the scabbard, held his disabled right hand with his left hand, and bowed to the audience in the stands.

At this moment, the disciples in the stands seemed very excited, just like fans getting a response from their idol.

Suddenly, Pan Peng shouted again:
"I wish Brother Lin a hundred consecutive victories!"

Then, more people shouted in unison:
"I wish Brother Lin a hundred consecutive victories!"

"I wish Senior Brother Lin to win..."

"..."

The sound echoed in the venue like a stone tablet announcing a winning streak.

This scene was seen by the disciples of other sects in the stands, and they were filled with questions:
I'm just pretending to be a swordsman, what are you guys so excited about! ?

……

……

"So...he just won ninety consecutive games like that?"

Looking at Pan Peng in front of her, the salesgirl asked in disbelief.

Pan Peng glared and said:
"Why would I lie to you? The notice is still pinned on the stone tablet of the Discourse Arena. If you don't believe me, just go and take a look."

At this point, he said excitedly:

"You didn't see Senior Brother Lin's performance today. Senior Brother Lin really has the elegance of an ancient swordsman. It's fascinating!"

Upon hearing this, Diao Youcai and the salesgirl next to him fell silent.

Wasn't Lin Mo a disguised sword cultivator? How did he become a real sword immortal?

The salesgirl looked a little shocked and murmured:

"This sword cultivation style is really so useful..."

In fact, even Diao Youcai, who had been recommending the sword cultivation style to her in the morning, could not hide his shock on his face.

In any case, 90 consecutive victories was a record he had never expected.

In his opinion, it was already exaggerated that Lin Mo could win more than 80 games in a row using this style.

After all, no matter how effective a tactic is, it must be backed up by strength.

It seems that the opponent's strength and combat power are stronger than he imagined.

At this moment, the salesgirl suddenly remembered something and said:

"By the way, did Chu Wange also achieve ninety consecutive victories before?"

Diao Youcai also remembered: "There was such an incident, about a week ago, and it was also posted on the stone tablet for a day."

They naturally did not forget that Chu Wange was just like Lin Mo a week ago, with his winning streak appearing at the top of the stone tablet’s public information every few days.

However, the opponent's final winning streak was fixed at 90 wins, and it has never moved since then.

Not only that, Chu Wange himself seemed to have never appeared on the sword-fighting arena again.

I think he is either going out for training or he is in seclusion to practice sword skills, hoping to win the last ten most difficult games in a better condition and achieve a 100-win achievement.

"What a coincidence? Both of them have ninety wins!?"

Pan Peng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tone was filled with anticipation:

"So, was it Senior Sister Chu who got the Hundred Consecutive Slashes achievement first, or was it Senior Brother Lin who came later and won!?"

Diao Youcai and the salesgirl looked at each other.

What’s more, both of them were admitted directly this year and are now standing on the same starting line.

If Lin Mo really were the first to achieve the Hundred Consecutive Kills achievement, the Sword Academy would lose face.

After all, one is a true swordsman and the other is just a fake swordsman.

At this time, Diao Youcai said leisurely:

"If I remember correctly, Junior Brother Lin has completed his novice mission today. He should be going to Lingdan Peak to receive his master's mission now..."

Pan Peng reacted immediately and said:
"So now it all depends on whether Senior Sister Chu comes out first, or whether Senior Brother Lin completes his apprenticeship first and obtains the professional title!?"

Diao Youcai nodded slightly:
"At the moment, it seems that both of them have a chance to achieve the Hundred Consecutive Slashes achievement. Whoever returns to the sword arena first will be able to gain the upper hand!"

He originally thought that Lin Mo was unlikely to win a hundred consecutive victories, but now he has to re-evaluate Lin Mo's strength.

Even without obtaining a professional title, he was still able to win ninety consecutive games.

Once you obtain the title of "Alchemy Cultivator" and practice the skills and supernatural powers of the Alchemy Cultivator lineage, your combat power will be raised to another level.

By then, there may be a chance to win the last ten games.

Pan Peng said with obvious bias:
"I hope Senior Brother Lin can complete his master-disciple mission as soon as possible and return to the sword arena!"

……

……

The main hall of Lingdan Peak, the dean's office.

"What? We need to collect one thousand and eighty kinds of spiritual plants?!"

After Lin Mo looked at the half-foot-thick spiritual plant encyclopedia handed over by the bald senior brother, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Isn't this too much? When will we be able to collect all of them?"

　No prize guessing game: What is Lin Mo’s occupation?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)