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Chapter 179 The Ultimate and Magnificent Fire Method! Lin Mo's First Epiphany! (Subscribe)

"Just arrived, how many wins have you got?"

"You can't read it yourself, but it's written in gold letters: 149 consecutive wins, just one game away from 150 consecutive wins!"

"It's been five days in a row. Who can cure this guy? This is too much!"

"Who knows? So far, those who have been defeated by him include Su Shang from the Asking Dao Academy, Yang Shicui from the Hundred Flowers Valley, Ying Feichen from the Nether Ghost Sect, and Liu Hongxue from the Tianyin Palace..."

"Tsk tsk, these are all the geniuses on the Immortal Ranking from the past three to five years, and they are being beaten!"

"But, that fire bomb is too exaggerated, is it just that powerful?"

"You don't know yet? Lin Mo's three-color Dao Fire is a heavenly grade fire. There aren't many of them even in the entire Qinzhou!"

"..."

There was a heated discussion in the audience.

When Pan Peng saw this scene, he clenched his fists and his expression was filled with excitement.

"What did I say? Senior Brother Lin is the undisputed leader among the disciples of Qingshan Sect in recent years!"

His tone was very excited, as if Lin Mo standing on the stage was a "thousand-mile horse" and he was the real "Bo Le".

After that, he said to the empty side: "Senior, are you right?"

A deep baritone voice entered my ears: "Humph, that may not be the case. Isn't there still Chu Wan Ge?"

When Pan Peng heard the name, he paused and said, "Yeah, I wonder how Senior Sister Chu is doing recently. I don't think I've heard anything from her recently."

After saying this, he thought about something and added:
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Senior. It was because you were sure that Senior Brother Lin would win that I dared to go all in."

In fact, when it came to the bet, he also followed the advice of his "predecessors" and placed all his bets on Lin Mo.

He even registered a new account specifically to help his "senior" make a big bet.

The real winner of that gambling game was not Lin Mo, nor the dealer, but this "senior".

"Haha, it's okay, it's just a mutual benefit."

The baritone said.

Pan Peng smiled and said, "Come to think of it, if Senior Brother Lin hadn't reminded me to withdraw the money earlier, we might still have lost money."

"The gambling platform was closed down that night. Some people who won money did not have time to withdraw it and lost it all."

The baritone asked in confusion: "Is there such a thing? Could it be that Lin Mo did it?"

"I don't think so." Pan Peng shook his head and said, "It's someone from the Law Enforcement Hall. It seems that he is related to Senior Sister Chu."

The baritone hummed, but didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Your Qingshan Sect is indeed full of talented people, including Lin Mo, and Chu Wange who is even higher on the Liangyu Ranking than him."

After several days of winning streak, Lin Mo's ranking on the Liangyu List has risen to over 300.

But Chu Wange had already entered the top 200 three days ago, and is still ranked 189th, without any decline.

Anyone who strives to reach the top 300 at the first level of foundation building is definitely a top-notch genius in the Taoist Academy.

What's more, Lin Mo is currently striving for 150 consecutive victories.

Once successful, multiple records will be broken again.

For example: Qingshan Sect’s first-level foundation-building winning streak record, Qinzhou’s fastest record of 150 consecutive wins…

"Senior Brother Lin is too strong. If he wins this battle, no one in Qingshan Sect will be able to surpass him in the next fifty years!"

Pan Peng said this with certainty.

The baritone snorted noncommittally: "If he can't win 150 consecutive victories while possessing both Strange Fire and Heavenly Water, then these Heavenly Grade Spiritual Objects would have been wasted."

"I know about strange fire, but what is this heavenly water?"

Pan Peng heard the voice in his ear and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Why haven't I seen Senior Brother Lin use it?"

The baritone chuckled and said, "I have been using it all the time. However, your cultivation is still shallow, so it is normal that you cannot see it. But it is not a difficult task for me."

When Pan Peng heard this, he could not help but stand in awe and flatter him:

"As expected of a senior!"

As they were talking, another exclamation came from the stands:
"Lin Mo has stood up and seems to have started the match!"

The people who were originally discussing turned their eyes towards the arena.

Lin Mo, who was sitting cross-legged, finally slowly opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

His face was as pale as paper, his breathing seemed a little disordered, his body was slightly hunched, and he looked listless as if all his energy had been drained away.

"This... Senior Brother Lin seems to be in a bad state today."

Pan Peng showed a hint of worry on his face.

In fact, from the moment he entered the venue, he noticed that Lin Mo's complexion was not right.

Until the evening of today, Lin Mo could no longer conceal the fatigue on his face, and the dark circles under his eyes were almost falling to the ground.

"Is this okay?"

I only heard the senior beside me chuckle and say:

"My opinion is different. I think Lin Mo is full of Taoism at the moment and is in great shape!"

Pan Peng was confused, because with his cultivation level, he really couldn't sense Lin Mo's aura from such a distance.

However, many cultivators with higher cultivation levels in the stands, like Yu Linglong, could see how extraordinary Lin Mo was at this moment.

Not only is his entire body filled with the spirit of Fire, but there are also streams of Water surrounding him.

The forces of water and fire are like a big cooking fire, burning fiercely and steaming up.

And the consecutive victories in the past few days have added fuel to Lin Mo's fire.

Although he looked exhausted and his breathing was uneven at this moment, his fighting spirit and Taoism had reached the extreme.

Yu Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Lin Mo on the stage, with something else left to say.

If he lost in this state, Lin Mo would probably be depressed for a long time.

In more serious cases, even one’s spiritual faith might be affected.

"This bastard is taking things too far. If we lose, the Tiandao event at the end of the year will be ruined..."

She muttered to herself.

At this moment, the matching sound in the field came into my ears:

[Ding! Successfully matched with opponent Liu Long, rank: Rising Star (10 points)]

"Oh my god, it's him!"

There was an exclamation from the stands, and many people showed a hint of surprise.

Liu Long, ranked 350th on the Liangyu List, has reached the sixth level of bone forging.

Of course, in fact, Lin Mo’s opponents in several previous matches had already reached the sixth level of Bone Forging, and their rankings on the Liang Yu List were not low either.

Liu Long's cultivation level was not enough to surprise the audience, mainly because he was a physical cultivation genius from Wuji Academy.

After watching Lin Mo fight for so long, there were even analysis posts discussing his battles on the sect forum.

Many viewers have already had a clear judgment of his strengths and weaknesses.

Lin Mo has a natural advantage when facing a magic cultivator of the same level.

As long as the condition is good, you can suppress it from beginning to end.

But when facing physical cultivators, this advantage will be greatly reduced.

He encountered many dangerous situations several times when fighting against physical cultivators, and almost ruined his winning streak.

I didn't expect that at such a critical moment of the 150th game, I would encounter my "nemesis" like Ti Xiu again.

"It's troublesome."

Yu Linglong frowned and thought secretly in her heart.

As expected, there were also pessimistic voices around.

"Body cultivator, this is troublesome."

"It has to be Liu Long. This guy is quite famous in Wuji Academy. He ascended to the ninth floor of Wudao Cliff two years ago. He has quite strong strength!"

"He's at level six of bone forging. His skin is tough and his flesh is thick. He's very hard to beat."

"..."

In addition to being invincible in close combat, physical cultivators are most famous for their thick skin and flesh.

Especially for the physical cultivators in the sword-fighting arena, their fighting style is often reckless.

Of course, the playing style is also quite simple and crude.

If you can withstand the damage and get close, you win.

Otherwise, you lose.

After seeing Lin Mo, Liu Long did not look particularly happy, but his eyes flickered slightly:

"I actually met you."

Honestly speaking, if I were to say who among the new players in the Sword Arena I least want to meet during this period, it would definitely be Lin Mo, no doubt about it.

If someone with low cultivation and weak strength meets him, they will just be served with food, there is nothing to say.

If someone with high cultivation and combat power meets him, there is nothing to be proud of even if they win, and it would be even more shameful if they lose.

Liu Long was a little depressed. After a moment, he let out a long sigh and stared at Lin Mo and said:
"I won't let you go, and I really want to see how far you can go!"

His body sank slightly, his muscles tensed, and his Qi flowed through his body.

Lin Mo, who was standing opposite him, had a rather loose posture and looked weak.

However, Liu Long did not underestimate the other party, because in his eyes at this moment, Lin Mo's aura was integrated, like a volcanic crater that was ready to erupt with a raging fire at any time.

He looked serious and didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

At this moment, the countdown to prepare is also ringing in my ears: [10, 9, 8...]

【1】

"Shh!"

A flash of light flashed before his eyes, and before he could react, the flame was already three inches in front of him.

"!!!"

His eyes suddenly widened and he raised his hand to block.

"Puff~!" With a slight sound, the flame was accurately blocked by the back of his hand, but the high temperature left a not-so-shallow burn wound on his hand.

He felt pain on the back of his hand and frowned slightly.

It’s not that the damage was fatal, but the speed…

“Isn’t that abnormal?”

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the next second, more flames rushed towards his face.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Strange colors kept appearing in his eyes, and he suddenly thought to himself that something was wrong. He stomped on the ground and dodged to the side like an arrow.

too fast!
He had never seen such a fast fire method among people of the same level.

Not only does it take zero frames to start, but how come the bullet speed is so fast? And there are so many of them.

Less than half a minute after the start, the ring was covered with flames.

He shrank his pupils slightly and finally saw the state of Lin Mo's flame clearly.

It turned out not to be the fire bomb that was widely rumored on the Internet, but a small pyramid.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a three-sided arrow.

Under the refraction of light, the original three-colored flames began to flow and were extremely gorgeous.

It almost filled up the entire arena.

His mouth opened slightly, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"That's not right. The true essence of the first level of foundation building is worth so much?"

If it were an ordinary foundation-building level one, even if one could release so many flames at the same time, the true essence value would not be able to support two rounds.

But Lin Mo was not like that. His hands continuously shot out gorgeous fire cones at an extremely fast speed, as if his true energy was endless.

"So much fire! Senior Brother Lin is so powerful! This true essence is so strong!"

Pan Peng couldn't help but exclaimed in the stands.

But the baritone voice reached his ears:
"You're overthinking. How can there be so many at the first level of foundation building? Even if Lin Mo's foundation is strengthened, his true essence value will only reach the level of an ordinary disciple at the third level of foundation building, and will not reach the middle stage of foundation building."

Pan Peng was stunned: "But, so much Dao Fire can't be fake, right?"

“It’s fake!”

"Ah? How come?"

"It just looks like a lot. The actual number of fire pyramids is far less than that."

Yu Linglong said so.

Lin Mo's approach was very clever. He made full use of the colors of his three-colored strange fire and the multi-faceted shape of the pyramid to create a visual impact.

The actual amount of flames on the field might not even be one twentieth of the amount, let alone one tenth.

Moreover, she could sense that some of these flames were just "for show" and did not actually contain much true essence.

To put it bluntly, it is just to fill the quantity.

If you really take all these into account, there are very few fire cones that can actually deal damage.

"This guy is really a thief!"

Yu Linglong hummed in her heart.

But I have to admit that Lin Mo's technique is indeed both gorgeous and practical.

So what if Liu Long discovered that most of Lin Mo’s fire prisms were fake?

There are always real fire cones mixed in there, and if you ignore them easily, it can easily lead to fatal mistakes.

After all, Lin Mo's fire damage, with the triple bonus of acquired Taoist body and supernatural powers, as well as strange fire, is definitely not low.

Even a physical cultivator with thick skin and flesh needs to consider how much damage he can withstand.

"This fire technique is truly magnificent!"

There were cheers from the audience.

There was even a female monk with stars in her eyes, folding her hands and saying:

"Wow, what a beautiful fire technique, so romantic!"

The entire arena was filled with three-colored flames.

It looks both dreamy and dazzling, making people indulge in it.

Of course, everyone knows that this Taoist fire, which is as gorgeous as fireworks, is a "death warrant" for the opponents on the ring.

So, even though the audience was bustling with activity, Liu Long on the ring really wanted to curse.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

One after another, the fire cones hit him hard, the high temperature continued to burn his skin and slowly penetrated into his body.

After a while, his body was covered with burn marks.

"Are these flames real or fake?!"

He was dazzled and completely dazzled by the three-colored fire cones all over the sky.

I can’t tell the difference. I can’t tell the difference at all!

Liu Long kept muttering in his mind, while his eyes looked through the flames at Lin Mo on the other side.

Lin Mo was still standing there, not even moving a step. His expression was calm the whole time, with his index finger placed on top of his middle finger, held upright in front of him, and bursts of Taoist fire continuously condensed in the air and shot towards him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

There were bursts of breaking wind in the air, which made people shudder.

"In that case, let's give it a try!"

Liu Long really couldn't bear the beating of the fire cone anymore. Suddenly, a powerful momentum burst out of his body, and then he shot towards Lin Mo, wanting to rush forward regardless of everything.

Yu Linglong in the stands snorted coldly:
"Humph, you're only charging at this time, or attacking from the front? You're really courting death!"

Pan Peng, who no longer understood the situation, could only pretend to be thoughtful to appear not too incompetent.

And the situation that followed was exactly as Yu Linglong said.

Liu Long, who chose to attack from the front, was attacked without reservation by Lin Mo.

The fireworks in the field were even brighter and more gorgeous, making people dazzled.

One after another, the fire magic of the lower grade perfection level bombarded him recklessly.

Without exception, he took them all in with his body.

"Crack, crackle, crackle..."

Explosions continued to sound around Liu Long, and he felt a constant burning and exploding pain all over his body.

But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, so he can only grit his teeth and continue to fight.

About a quarter of an hour later...

Liu Long reached out and grabbed the corner of Lin Mo's clothes.
However, at this moment, he was like a piece of charcoal, his outstretched hand was mostly burnt, he lay on the ground dying, looking up at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's face was still as pale as before. He looked down at him calmly, slowly stretched out his finger and placed it on his forehead, and gently uttered:
"fire."

The next moment, the fire released from the fingertips enveloped Liu Long entirely.

Soon, he turned into white light in the raging fire and disappeared on the ring.

[Ding! Congratulations to Qingshan Zonglinmo for winning 150 consecutive games...]

[Ding! Liangyu Ranking changes, Lin Mo's ranking increases: 302→288]

After a brief silence, the audience burst into deafening cheers.

Pan Peng was even more excited. He kept waving his arms and shouting loudly in the stands, and his voice even became hoarse.

Relatively speaking, Yu Linglong did not act too exaggerated. She just breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself:
"Luckily, this guy won. If he lost..."

"Bang!!!"

Just as everyone was cheering, suddenly a loud explosion was heard from the field.

The cheering stands suddenly fell silent again, and everyone looked towards the stands in surprise.

Lin Mo on the ring was still standing, but clusters of three-colored Taoist fire appeared around him and floated in the air.

He closed his eyes tightly, and a strong fire-based Taoist spirit was spreading around him.

"Huh? What is this? Such a strong fire power!"

Pan Peng said with some surprise, and at the same time he also felt waves of high temperature seeming to be spreading along the ring.

It's like a wave of fire rushing towards you, making your breath stop.

The deep and rich voice of "Senior" came to his ears:

"Lin Mo...had an epiphany."

　I stayed up late watching the game last night and was too angry to sleep, so I got up late today.

　　Sorry, there will be another chapter that will be a little late, maybe after 12 o'clock, don't wait, go to bed early~
　　(PS: This chapter is nearly 5K)

　　
　
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