Rebirth in the end of the world, the start is bound to the Yan Luo system

Lin Bei said with some embarrassment: "One of us is a human cultivator and the other is a ghost cultivator. How can we compare?"

At the same time, the guests also started talking about it.

"That is to say, you and Brother Lin are not on the same track. What's the matter? Guan Gong fights Qin Qiong?"

"You two are young people, don't be so arrogant, it would be nice to be nice and friendly."

"Let me see, you are just jealous that Master Liu wants to take Brother Lin as his disciple!"

"..."

Hearing this, Yun Bufan ignored those comments, but rolled his eyes and suggested: "Why can't we compete? Let's compare our strength!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their attention to him and looked at him seriously.

In just a few breaths, I heard a guest burst into laughter.

"Haha... Hahaha, Brother Yun, I think you are not as strong as Brother Lin. Are you trying to hit an egg against a stone?"

Yun Bufan ignored it and walked straight to Lin Bei: "How about it, Brother Lin, do you dare to compete?"

Hearing this, Lin Bei looked at him subconsciously, but had no intention of flinching in his heart.

Then he said very simply: "Let's compare."

"Okay, Brother Lin is very refreshing."

Yun Bufan cast an admiring look at Lin Bei, then glanced at the restaurant's environment and suggested, "It's not spacious enough here, let's go to the courtyard!"

"Okay, Mr. Yun, please lead the way." Lin Bei said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was led by Yun Bufan to the yard outside the restaurant, where he stood face to face.

Lin Beijian frowned slightly and asked: "Mr. Yun, what kind of comparison do you mean by strength...?"

Hearing this, Yun Bufan raised his voice and replied: "It's very simple. The two sides are divided into offensive and defensive sides. The defensive side stands still with one foot, and other parts of the body can move at will."

"The attacking side has to find a way to make the defender's stationary foot move. The winner will be determined in one round. Whoever can do this first will win. How about that, it's fair, right?"

Lin Bei curled his lips, feeling that it was a bit novel, but not very difficult: "Okay, let's not delay, don't delay everyone's dining time, let's get started, who of us will take credit?"

Hearing this, Yun Bufan smiled slightly and took out a coin: "Since it is a fair competition, it is natural to use the fairest method to determine the offensive and defensive momentum. Let's toss the coin. The person who tosses heads is the attacker.

Fang, otherwise it is defense!"

"Okay." Lin Bei agreed without hesitation.

After listening, Yun Bufan walked up to Lin Bei, opened his palm, put the coin in his palm, and immediately threw it high into the air.

Wow!

After a few seconds, the coin fell down and he caught it successfully.

Yun Bufan gave Lin Bei a sly smile: "Sorry, I'm the attacker, hehe."

"Then I will be the defender."

Lin Bei had no worries in his heart, and immediately walked to the designated defensive area, ready to fight, "Come on, I'm ready."

Although the game hasn't started yet, Jiang Ying's little heart, not far away, is already tense.

"Mr. Lin, you must win..."

Just as Jiang Ying was muttering, the game on the other side had officially begun.

Lin Bei was seen standing inside the circle, while Yun Bufan was slowly circling outside the circle.

The two people looked at each other, as if two of the sharpest swords in the world were exchanging fire in the air.

One side is standing still and waiting for the golden armor, while the other side is waiting for opportunities to move and try to win with one blow.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

Wow!

Suddenly, Yun Bufan raised his thick eyebrows and rushed towards Linbei ten meters away like a wild horse.

No one can even see his movement clearly!

At the same time, Lin Bei looked calm and showed no fear, just waiting for Yun Bufan to take the initiative.

However, just a second before Yun Bufan decided to take action, Lin Bei already knew what he was thinking.

"Hmph, I have already understood your psychology!"

By activating the intermediate talent "Thinker", Lin Bei directly understood Yun Bufan's psychological activities completely!

"Nine postures of Panlong!"

At that moment, when he was approaching Lin Bei, Yun Bufan had already squeezed out a wave of true energy between his palms.

This Panlong Nine Posture is one of Yun Bufan's unique skills. Any opponent who falls victim to this move will suffer injuries to their muscles and bones at the least, and all internal organs will be damaged at the worst!

However, since he was only competing with Lin Bei, he deliberately lowered the power of this move. The most serious consequence would be a slight fracture.

Taking a closer look, the zhenqi wave turned into a fiery red dragon shape, and it rushed towards Lin Bei with its teeth and claws, and was about to devour him.

If it is the first time for someone to face this move, they will definitely not be able to guard against it.

But Lin Bei just used the talent of "The Thinker"!

Right away, he knew the movement patterns of the Panlong Nine Styles.

Whoosh!

What almost shocked Yun Bufan was that Lin Bei managed to escape easily!

"Wha...what?! This is impossible!"

Yun Bufan's eyes were suddenly filled with shock, and the movements of his hands suddenly froze.

At the same time, "Panlong Nine Styles" passed Lin Bei and hit the floor behind him with a "bang".

"Not very good, Mr. Yun."

Just as Yun Bufan was in a trance, Lin Bei's slightly sarcastic voice floated over.

Yun Bufan came back to his senses, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face, he readjusted his offensive and attacked Lin Bei again.

"I want to see how you can dodge this move!"

Yun Bufan was dissatisfied, turned around and drew out a flying silver sword, drew a burst of inner energy from his Dantian, and injected it into the sword's edge.

True energy is the characteristic of the human race, just like the ghost energy unique to the ghost race and the divine energy unique to the god race, it is the "exclusive business card" of their clan.

"This inner breath is very weak, but it is enough to defeat you!"

After reciting a few words secretly, Yun Bufan pulled away and flew towards Lin Bei, and the flying silver sword in his hand also flew towards Lin Bei.

This time, he learned the lesson just now, tightened his breath as much as possible, and stopped making even the slightest sound.

"Oh, Feiyin Luoyue Slash? Okay, okay."

As before, Lin Bei once again activated his talent and learned Yun Bufan's inner thoughts.

Between the lightning and flint, a sword energy that looked like a silver moon came out of the sword and stabbed straight into his chest.

This time, Lin Bei realized that this kind of sword energy was extremely fast and it was not easy for him to dodge.

So we must take some defensive measures!

"Dark Wind Shield!"

Lin Bei changed his thoughts and summoned the second-level defensive ghost technique from the system warehouse to resist Yun Bufan's "Flying Silver Falling Moon Slash".

In an instant, a thick shield composed of sinister wind appeared around him.

Bursts of dark wind flowed, as if blending into the forest north.

bass!

The sword energy hit the Yin Wind Shield, making a harsh sound, which made all the spectators frown and cover their ears.