The most useless spiritual root at the beginning, I just want to play badly

At this moment, a beam of white light shot out from ten feet in front of Lin Chang'an, enveloping him completely.

Not only the disciples of Qinglong Sect, but even Meng Haoran on the stage were confused.

"What?"

"What's going on? Why didn't Junior Brother Meng release a single ray of sword light?"

"Just now, I seemed to see a flash of white light from Lin Chang'an's body, and Brother Meng's sword light disappeared in this white light."

"What? Could it be that the guy named Lin Changan used some higher-level talisman to break Senior Meng's sword energy?"

Deacon Li was the strongest among all the people, and he finally reacted.

"This is not a talisman, but a treasure. Wait, with such powerful defensive power, it must be a very good treasure at least!"

After Deacon Li said this, everyone understood.

"Deacon Li, are you saying that he has a protective treasure in his hand? Was it this defensive treasure that stopped Senior Brother Meng from drawing his sword just now?"

Deacon Li nodded grimly.

But the other disciples of the Qinglong Sect were not so calm, especially those who hoped that Meng Haoran would kill them with one blow, they were all crying.

"Damn, this guy is so shameless! A fourth-grade talisman is fine, but he actually took out a defensive magic weapon. How can we fight like this? Who can stop him?"

"How abominable! This is a month's worth of spirit stones. I need to use them for cultivation!"

"What are you crying about? I've spent all my spirit stones in the past six months on this. I lost everything!"

"Deacon Li, aren't you going too far? His defensive magic weapon can't possibly penetrate his tortoise shell. He must be defeated!"

"Yes, Deacon Li, this is so unkind of you!"

"disuse!"

Deacon Li looked at the people around him, sighed, and said, "This is a life-and-death battle. There are no rules. You can use any weapons and any talismans. Of course, what they use is within the permitted range."

In fact, Deacon Li also wanted to punish Lin Changan for violating the rules. After all, using a treasure to participate in the competition was really shameless.

What's more, he had just bet five top-grade spirit stones on Meng Haoran. After Lin Chang'an blocked Meng Haoran's "sword drawing", these five spirit stones were no longer his.

Thinking of this, Deacon Li had an urge to pin Lin Changan under him and beat him up.

In the past few attempts to break through the barriers, some people had offered similar talismans, but most of them were first-class talismans.

As for magical instruments, not only have they never been heard of, even those casual cultivators who have to pass tests before they can embark on the path of cultivation cannot use them at all.

They could never have imagined that such a monster would appear in the Qinglong Sect.

Deacon Li rolled his eyes, suddenly remembered something, and said loudly:

“Protective treasures are indeed very powerful, but they also rely on spiritual power to activate. Under normal circumstances, protective treasures do not store much spiritual power. When the spiritual power stored in them is used up, you have to rely on your own spiritual power to activate them.

Lin Changan is only a cultivator in the early stages of Qi Refining. With his spiritual power, he can only activate one or two yellow magic tools at most, and at most two or three, before his spiritual power is completely depleted and he completely loses his combat effectiveness.

Deacon Li seemed to be explaining the battle to the disciples of Qinglong Sect, but everyone knew that Deacon Li was talking to Meng Haoran.

As expected, when Deacon Li said this, Meng Haoran, whose face originally looked a little ugly, suddenly brightened up.

"Alright, alright! Are you kidding me? Then let me see how many times your shell can withstand my attacks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Haoran gathered his strength once again, but the time it took him to gather his strength was obviously faster than before.

After another two breaths, another sword energy shot out and slashed towards Lin Chang'an.

But at this moment, the starlight chain on Lin Chang'an's neck once again burst into dazzling white light, easily blocking the attack.

However, Meng Haoran was not discouraged at all. The moment the sword energy was blocked, another sword energy attacked.

Several sword lights fell on Lin Chang'an's body in succession, but were all dissolved by the starlight chains.

Every time Lin Changan blocked a sword beam, the Qinglong Sect disciples below the stage changed their expressions and started to speak out:

"The second sword, the third sword, the fifth sword..."

Now, all those Qinglong Sect disciples who bet that Meng Haoran could kill Lin Changan with one strike or five strikes were defeated.

Everyone's expression changed. Looking at Lin Chang'an Yun's calm and composed appearance, they all had the urge to eat him alive.

The other disciples of the Qinglong Sect placed bets within ten moves, feeling both excited and bitter.

Even those who were above them had been defeated, but there was still hope for him.

However, if Lin Changan could block this attack, all their spirit stones would be consumed.

Fortunately, they also noticed that the white light around Lin Changan's body was rapidly dimming.

After Meng Haoran launched five attacks, Lin Changan's white light almost disappeared, which means that Lin Changan's defensive magic weapon and his own spiritual power were all drained.

If Meng Haoran attacked again, Lin Changan might not even be able to activate this defensive magic weapon because the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted.

By then, with his current Qi training level, he would be unable to withstand Meng Haoran's powerful sword intent!

"Brother Meng, you have to work hard! This guy has consumed too much spiritual energy. I can chop his head off with one blow!"

"Just wait, you bastard! Give me your life!"

"Defeat Lin Gou and bring glory to the outer sect!"

"Defeat Lin Gou and bring glory to the outer sect!"

Unconsciously, their respectful address for Lin Changan changed from "bastard" to "Lin Dog".

It is obvious that what Mr. Lin Changan did had a great impact on their young souls.

A mere Qigong cultivator, relying on a handful of talismans and a magic weapon, was able to persist in the Qinglong Sect for such a long time, and even used the "sword-drawing technique" to continuously wear down Meng Haoran, a top-ranked disciple.

Fortunately, that's it.

Even Meng Haoran felt a sense of relief that the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining.

He had just drawn his sword five times and stabbed Lin Chang'an, but didn't hurt him at all.

Lin Changan believed that he must have experienced the feeling of being powerless in front of the rich in online games.

Fortunately, I am a rich man in this life!

I have money, a system, and luck, haha!

Even though Meng Haoran was a second-grade golden elixir, at this moment, half of his spiritual power was drained.

Fortunately, he had already broken the shell of that bastard Lin Changan. He wanted to see how he could withstand this attack!

Thinking of this, Meng Haoran was about to perform the "sword drawing technique", but saw that Lin Changan had already made a move.

He took out a small bottle, unscrewed the cork, poured a pill into it, and swallowed it with a crunching sound like eating melon seeds.

After Lin Changan took a pill, he felt that the spiritual power in his dantian was instantly filled.