The strongest prodigal system

With the arrival of Lin Chuan, there was a commotion in the city.

Wherever Lin Chuan goes, the focus is there, which can be said to be the focus of attention.

Sleeping for hundreds of millions of years, it seems weak and vulnerable, but in fact it is the real power of the ancestor!

That ordinary body with an extraordinary body, strolling from inside the city to outside the city, more than 20 monks were completely fanatical.

But at this moment, there was already a person waiting outside the city.

This person is dry and thin, with green pupils and a pointed nose. He looks middle-aged and well-dressed, which is very extraordinary.

Three black wooden long swords surround him within half a foot. The swords seem to be lightless and unremarkable, but they are actually extremely powerful swords.

This person became famous with these three swords, and he was called Zhan Tianshen Zun, and he was also called the Sword God of the Southern Region!
"It is rumored that the three wooden swords of Zhan Tian Shen Zun, one sword is stronger than the other, one sword is mountain and sea, two swords destroy gods, and three swords can be used together. It can cut the sky!"

"On the way of swordsmanship, he is ranked second in the southern region, and no one dares to be number one."

"Senior Lin Chuan himself said that if the opponent wins a move, he loses. I think Zhantian Shenzun is very likely to win. As long as he can win a move and a half, it is already very remarkable."

Lin Chuan's ears moved slightly, and when he walked slowly, he heard the hot discussion on the high city wall, which made him even more nervous, and he had to continue to pretend to be calm.

Especially Zhantian Shenzun's eyes locked on Lin Chuan tightly, which made him raise his throat, and said in his heart: "Your sister, the sword god is looking at me, he is looking at me, what should I do! Give the system a status."

"The second ring task was successfully triggered, and there is still no status this round. Please adapt to the host's situation. This is a test for the host." The system began to make up the knife again.

When he came twenty feet away from Zhantian Shenzun, Lin Chuan immediately stopped his pace, put his hands behind his back, and raised his head slightly. He was dressed in silk and black clothes, looking like a great master.

"Senior, this is Zhantian Shenzun. My little girl retreats to the city wall first, so as not to linger, so as not to cause trouble." Lin Aorou bowed and bowed, and then Yukong flew down the city wall.

For a while, only Lin Chuan and Zhantian Shenzun were left outside the city, and the rest were watching the battle on the city wall.

"Presumably you are the famous ancestor, Senior Lin Chuan, right? The younger generation's name is Yang Ping, and he is appreciated by all the cultivators in the Southern Region. Although he has the false name of the Sword God of the Southern Region, in front of you, the junior dare not be arrogant. You call him a junior." Yang Ping can do it." Zhantian Shenzun is extremely polite, his own extraordinary self-cultivation is mixed in his short words, and he seems to be a magnanimous gentleman.

For gentlemen, Lin Chuan is naturally the favorite.

It's not discriminating against gentlemen, let alone praising villains, but because of a gentleman's personality, for Lin Chuan, simplicity is better. It's easy to fool, because a gentleman knows how to retreat in spite of difficulties.

If there is an opponent who wants to save face, is stingy, and is full of tricks, it will not be an ordinary difficulty.

"Yang Ping? This name is not bad. Ping means Shun, Shun means Yi, and Yi means Tong. A good name is good. I think you have been like a genius since the beginning of your cultivation. Otherwise, you would not be able to achieve your current cultivation. It is because of your character that you have achieved what you are today." Lin Chuan said nonsense without drafting.

"Senior really has great eyesight. The reason why he didn't come a few days ago was because of another person. Neither he nor I want to be inferior to the other. Whoever comes first is weaker. But if the other party's skills cannot be held back, this junior should go first. Come on, as long as this junior wins one move and a half today, and he loses next time, then this junior will still win." Yang Ping was very polite, he folded his fists and bowed, calling himself a junior.

Well, no wonder I didn't come a few days ago, it turned out that it was a competition with another deity who would lower his face first to challenge.

"That person must be one of the three gods of the Southern Region, right? You juniors are so boring, why didn't you come earlier? What's the point of fighting for face all day, strength is king!" Lin Chuan pretended to be serious, and his eyes revealed A trace of hatred iron is not steel.

In fact, in Lin Chuan's heart, he almost scolded these two gods to death. If he came earlier, he would not temporarily add rules. He has a 100% chance of winning, and now there is nothing but emptiness.

"Senior taught me the right lesson, so this junior is here right now? According to what you said before, this challenge is up to you to set the rules, and this junior accepts it unconditionally." Surrounded by three swords, Yang Ping suddenly stretched out his big hand and grabbed one of them.

This sword is as heavy as Mount Tai, and the body of the sword is engraved with small pictures of mountains and seas. The moment Yang Ping held it, Xuansheng City was shocked!
"This is the Mountain Sea Sword!"

"It is rumored that the three swords have been refined by Zhantian Shenzun all the year round, and the first sword, the Shanhai Sword, is said to have reached the level of the gods, and it will be invincible when combined with him!"

"The two swords in the back are even more terrifying, especially the last one, the Heaven Slashing Sword!"

The Sword God of the Southern Region is worthy of being the Sword God of the Southern Region. He founded a sect in the Southern Region and is famous for his Three Swords. His cultivation base is equally powerful.

Lin Chuan simply didn't do anything, took two steps forward, and shouted: "Yang Ping, Yang Ping, my ancestor saw through your shortcomings at a glance, you just rely too much on these three swords, and this has become your weakness instead. stumbling block, this ancestor, as your predecessor, and the future prosperity of the Southern Territory, must correct you, so you are not allowed to use a sword in this challenge!"

"Ah???" Yang Ping was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

"Don't you understand? After all, the magic weapon is something outside of the body. It will not be good for you to rely too much on yourself. My ancestor doesn't let you use the sword. In fact, he is enlightening you. Hmph, it's just a child. Teach me!" Lin Chuan's Wang Zhihuyou appeared.

"But senior." Yang Ping was halfway through speaking, but Lin Chuan immediately interrupted.

Mulu hated that iron could not be made into steel, shaking his head and sighing, Lin Chuan said: "My ancestor is right. If you want to refute my intention, it means that you really rely too much on magic weapons. This is one of your biggest shortcomings."

Yang Ping had no choice but to let him be the senior. He didn't know how many levels of strength he had, so he nodded in agreement, let go of the Shanhai Sword, and let it float around him. Although he couldn't use it, he still had supernatural powers and spells available.

Just at this time, Lin Chuan said again: "This is just the first rule. This time it seems to be a challenge, but it is actually my ancestor guiding you, so the second rule is to suppress the realm of cultivation to the lowest level , Going back to the beginning when I first started practicing, based on the principle of fairness, justness and openness, my ancestor is the same as you, and my strength is also suppressed to the minimum, and I will never bully you, and the third rule is not to use any supernatural powers and spells!"

Can't use magic weapons, suppress the realm to the lowest level, and can't use supernatural spells?
"Suppressed to the initial level, so how do you fight?" Lin Aorou stood on the top of the city wall, her mind went blank, she really couldn't figure out what Lin Chuan's intentions were.

But at this moment, the more than 20 monks on the city wall obviously don't know why, just like Lin Aorou, they don't understand Lin Chuan's intention at all.

"It seems that senior's intentions, we will not easily understand."

"There must be a deep meaning in this. We have to keep our eyes open and watch carefully. This is a challenge, but it is actually a question of advice. As the name suggests, it is a question of peace and advice! It is also of great benefit to those of us who are watching the battle."

"I've already seen that Senior Lin Chuan wants to transform God God Zhan and remove all the things he relies on!"

"It's called returning to basics. Just like my ancestor at this moment, he looks extremely weak, but in fact it is no small matter. I will only teach you this kind of state once today!" Lin Chuan was eager to gain wisdom, and secretly gave himself a thumbs up.

"Since it's the rules set by the seniors, the juniors will follow suit." Yang Ping stared, and was overjoyed when he heard this, and instantly forcibly suppressed his cultivation to the lowest level, as weak as a mortal, and gave up the idea of ​​using supernatural powers , and at this minimum cultivation level, even if you want to use supernatural powers, you can't move it.

Lin Chuan raised his right hand and hooked his fingers, "You use this realm to punch and bombard this ancestor, and you must remember that you must not have any power beyond this realm when you strike. This is my ancestor's test for you. If you can rely on such a realm and beat this ancestor by one move, you will win!"

"Senior, I understand! You are teaching me to learn to control." Yang Ping gathered energy, moved his steps suddenly, and landed a punch on Lin Chuan's chest.

Lin Chuan's dual strengths were all suppressed to the minimum, but even if the strength was suppressed, his physical body was still strong, so Yang Ping's punch could not cause any harm to Lin Chuan, and he did not even take a step back.

Lin Chuan was laughing like crazy in his heart, thinking that he is simply a pretending genius, the king of deception!

The terrifyingly strong man in the divine realm still had to be obedient in front of him, just like a eager student.

Lin Chuan easily grabbed Yang Ping's wrist, slowly moved his fist away, and snorted: "Your trick is really nonsense, I think you pretend to understand! If I don't do it myself today, I just I'm afraid you, a dull boy, will never be able to understand the truth!"

"Keep your eyes open, and watch Benzu's punch!"

While speaking, Lin Chuan raised his five fingers, and when he clenched his fist for a moment, he showed an aura, like the king of heaven and earth!