Douluo’s Immortal Swordsman

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As the pressure released by Zhilin increased, Zhilin's surprise became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help thinking in his heart, is this little guy in front of him really just a 12-year-old child?

Because, not only did he not see the slightest pain in Su Qin's face, but he even saw a little relief?

Moreover, until this time, he had not been able to let Su Qin release his martial spirit.

Su Qin's level of excellence has far exceeded Zhi Lin's estimation.

People are all competitive, even Zhi Lin of Contra is no exception. The strong competitive spirit and curiosity made Zhi Lin couldn't help wanting to see what Su Qin's limit was.

Zhi Lin continued to increase the pressure a little bit. Although Su Qin's performance at this time did not seem to be reaching the limit, but to be on the safe side, Zhi Lin still slowly increased the pressure little by little.

Mengshenji and Bai Baoshan have been together with Zhilin for a long time. When Zhilin started, he sent them a voice transmission and informed him of his thoughts. They did not refuse, but acquiesced.

The two of them knew how much Zhi Lin's soul power output was at this time.

The two of them couldn't help but look worried. Although they knew that Zhilin must be measured, it would be bad if Su Qin was hurt.

But looking at the comfortable expression on Su Qin's face, they were a little messy for a while.

what's going on? Why hasn't even the martial spirit been forced out?

For a time, these two ideas appeared in the minds of the three of them together.

Even Qin Ming, who was watching from the side, had a look of horror on his face. He could naturally guess what happened in front of him, but looking at the refreshing expression on Su Qin's face, he didn't know what to say for a while. something good.

how can that be?

Zhi Lin couldn't help but raise a little doubt about himself, is he really old? Can't do it?

Zhi Lin couldn't be more clear about how much his own soul power output was. Even a soul master above level 38, under the oppression of his soul power, would have already been forced out of his martial soul. What the hell is this young man with such a relaxed expression?

Generally speaking, a low-level soul master is under the pressure of soul power brought by a high-level soul master, and it is quite good to be able to hold on to a soul master equivalent to two-thirds of his own soul power level. If his soul power is equal, then his willpower must also be extremely firm. But these prerequisites are the need to release one's own martial spirit.

Moreover, it also needs to be a beast soul master. Because the beast soul master's martial spirit increases his own power far more than the weapon spirit.

Whether it was from Su Qin's own introduction, Qin Ming's narration, or their previous materials, the three of them were quite sure that Su Qin was a tool soul master.

As a tool soul master, Su Qin was able to persist in this step without releasing his own martial soul, which made the three of them gratified, but also felt a little terrifying. If such a genius fell into the hands of other forces, it would be a huge loss to the empire. It's a huge loss!

Su Qin felt the gradually widened meridian in his body, and he couldn't help showing a happy look on his face. Under such pressure, the speed of widening the meridians is much faster than usual. How can this not make Su Qin happy?

Su Qin knows his own strength very well. In the current situation, he can fully calculate the approximate extent of his own limit.

The pressure of spirit power released by Zhi Lin was still slowly increasing, and soon he reached the level of level 40 spirit power, but this was not Su Qin's limit, and Zhi Lin was still slowly increasing the pressure of spirit power.

When the coercion of spirit power broke through to level 40, Su Qin could clearly feel that this level of coercion had a huge difference compared to before. Although it is not the difference between cloud and mud, it is also the difference between sand and small stones.

While it was even more unbearable, it also greatly helped Su Qin to widen the meridians in his body.

Su Qin didn't dare to waste this rare opportunity and continued to expand the meridians in his body.

Su Qin's feeling at this time is the kind of painful and happy feeling.

When Zhi Lin's spirit power pressure reached level 42, the Yang Qiao meridian, which had been widened by Su Qin a lot, was completely widened at this time, and the pressure on his body was suddenly relieved a lot. Su Qin did not stop and continued to expand the next meridian.

The spirit power pressure is still slowly increasing, but the expressions on the faces of the three of Zhi Lin are more and more surprised.

When the spirit coercion had just reached level 45, Su Qin frowned slightly. At the same time, his right hand moved slightly, and a seemingly ordinary long sword appeared in his right hand.

When the Kunwu Sword appeared, Su Qin could clearly feel that the pressure on him suddenly loosened and disappeared a lot. Although it did not disappear completely, in Su Qin's feelings, it was at least reduced by about half.

Su Qin raised his eyebrows. According to his current estimate, he could hold on for a long time.

However, if he persisted, although he could continue to expand his meridians, it would destroy his future plans.

In desperation, Su Qin could only give up this beautiful idea.

Su Qin put on an unbearable look on his face, opened his mouth with some difficulty, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Master Zhilin...Master, I, I'm about to...can't do it."

Zhilin noticed Su Qin's change, and immediately withdrew the coercion of his soul power, and asked with concern, "Xiao Su, are you alright?"

Mengshenji and Bai Baoshan also looked at Su Qin with caring expressions in their eyes.

, they all asked, "Xiao Su, are you feeling better?"

Qin Ming on the side also walked quickly to Su Qin's side, and asked with concern, "Are you feeling better?"

Su Qin felt the pressure on his body suddenly disappear. Although some unfortunate thoughts flashed in his heart, the expression on his face was much more relaxed. He took back his martial arts and took a breath, with a somewhat difficult smile on his face. , said: "I'm much better now."

Listening to Su Qin's answer, the three of Mengshenji breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. If such geniuses were ruined because of one of their tests, they would really be the great sinners of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Zhi Lin took out a jade bottle from his storage soul tool, and dragged it in front of Su Qin with his soul power, saying, "This is a precious healing pill, it can heal most injuries. , take it as my apology to you."

Su Qin looked at the painful color on Zhi Lin's face, and there was a hint of joy on his face. It was an elixir that could make a Contra strong man feel the pain in the flesh. This elixir must be a good thing.

Su Qin immediately accepted the jade bottle and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhilin."