Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

What copper skin, iron bones and steel bars, it's not a bad way of saying it.

For example, for a mechanic, the light black light on his body is the result of refining his body and tempering his flesh.

And when he punched Xiao Lin just now, he clearly felt that the opponent's bones were very hard, like natural jade rather than bones grown from flesh and blood.

He can even be compared with the monk who taught him, who was said to be a master of body-building techniques who had reached the realm of muscles and bones.

Xiao Lin's eyes paused, "I haven't practiced it before."

The five joints on his palm were all stained red with blood, and the already thin layer of skin on the back of his hand became blurred.

"Tsk." The mechanic looked unhappy and obviously didn't believe it. "I don't steal yours or learn from you. There's no point in hiding it."

He said this because he was sure that Xiao Lin didn't want to tell him.

After all, judging from the force and perception of the punch he had just taken, he could clearly feel the hardness of Xiao Lin's bones.

Far surpassing the sword cultivators and even physical cultivators of the same level.

Refining bones first instead of forging skin proves that the opponent's body refining technique is definitely not an ordinary physical technique. It is probably some kind of relic inheritance or a very high-level body refining technique.

Just forget it if you don't want to say it.

"He was able to take my punch head-on, and only broke some of his skin, the rest of him was unharmed."

"You are very good. Among all the sword cultivators I have met, there is no one with a stronger physique than you." The mechanic gave his affirmation without hesitation.

He narrowed his eyes, stepped down from the stage, and continued, "That guy, Yang Yun, he is far worse than you."

As he spoke, he folded his arms, as if he was about to gossip with someone. Although he was tall and strong, and looked mighty and heroic, he began to ramble on.

"It is said that sword cultivators are half physical cultivators. I didn't believe it before and thought that people who said that were just talking nonsense."

"It wasn't until I faced you, brother, that I realized what you said was true. At least, many physical cultivators I met were not as good as you. Their muscles were cumbersome and looked scary, but in fact, they were like a ball of cotton when they were hammered. They were just a soft and empty frame..."

"It's that Yang Yun. His sword is quite fast, but it's just fancy and has no power at all. He couldn't even break a layer of my skin after a long time. It's really boring."

"I punched him twice in the stomach and he vomited blood. He still calls himself a half-physical cultivator. Isn't this just a joke..."

Xiao Lin listened to his endless chatter, his expression calm as water. He used his spiritual power to suspend the sword, which remained quietly at his side. The uninjured hand, with its slender knuckles, reached into his sleeve.

When he came out again, he held a hemostatic pill between his fingertips.

The sleeves were wide and snow-white, and the fabric rubbed against each other during the movements. Xiao Lin crushed the pill in his hand, kneaded it into powder and sprinkled it on the back of his hand which was still bleeding.

After doing all this calmly, Xiao Lin lowered his arms and brushed them lightly. A faint green light fell from his sleeves, barely noticeable.

Even if someone saw it, they would just think it was a daze and a mistake.

"I have said so much and been open with you. You should at least tell me about your body-building skills. I don't want you to learn it secretly, but I want you to share your experience with me."

The mechanic talked for a long time and finally ended his conversation.

He was really curious about what kind of body-refining technique could skip the tendons, skin, blood and flesh and refine the bones first.

Brushing off the powder from the elixir, Xiao Lin said the same thing: "I have never learned physical skills."

The mechanic's face suddenly darkened. He raised his head and stroked his dark hair. "Forget it! Come on, let's fight again."

This is Xiao Lin’s third game today.

Although the consumption of spiritual energy can be replenished by elixirs, the consumption of physical and mental energy cannot be made up in a short time.

For most cultivators, although mental power cannot be used directly to attack opponents, it can be released externally.

As a means of detection, it pays more attention to the opponent's every move and tactics than the eyes, so as to make timely countermeasures.

Without the expanded spiritual power, the frequency of the monk's avoidance of attacks will be greatly reduced, and the chance of injury will also increase.

Although he tried to reduce the release of mental power as much as possible and narrowed the coverage and detection range to five meters around his body, after two battles, Xiao Lin's mental power was less than 50% left.

Especially the Seven Star Fire Trapping Formation used before, which consumes the most mental energy to set up.

The wound on the mechanic's arm was long and deep, and it was difficult to heal for a while.

At that time, the two were too close to each other, and all attacks were unavoidable, and they could only use their bodies to withstand them, so Xiao Lin swung the sword without reservation, which could be regarded as his most powerful killing move.

A wound that is too deep is difficult to heal and the bleeding will not stop. If left untreated, sooner or later the condition will be affected by excessive blood loss.

The mechanic took a glance and did not choose to take a strong healing elixir. For a physical cultivator, self-healing is a kind of training for the skin and flesh.

The golden spiritual power in his hand circulated, and he said in a deep voice: "Transform into gold."

In an instant, golden spiritual power spread from the fingertips and spread upwards, covering the entire muscular arm.

The mechanic's skin seemed to be covered with a layer of gold, shining brightly in the sunlight, with a cool metallic luster and texture.

With the current strength of the mechanic, only a layer of flesh can be transformed into metal, but if the technique is practiced to the later stage, even the bones and blood can be transformed into metal, and the entire arm and the entire body can be refined into metal.

Waving two metal arms, with ten fingers clenched into fists, the mechanic attacked again, and Xiao Lin responded with a sword.

"bang bang bang"

The golden fist shadows were as dense as raindrops, and every time they hit the sword body, they would cause the spirit sword to vibrate, and the crisp sound of metal hitting each other was endless.

After his arm turned into metal, the mechanic's attack was obviously stronger than before, and his attack power instantly increased by more than 30%. He had a heroic and high-spirited posture, a powerful aura, and his attack was extremely swift.

Xiao Lin raised his sword in response, his wrist turning quickly, the sword light weaving like a weave, and he was able to accurately block the mechanic's attack every time. For a moment, the clanging sound became more and more intense.

The fight was so exciting that the audience couldn't take their eyes off it.

"It was too fast. I could hardly see their attacks." The first-year student looked regretful.

"This guy is really strong. He can fight with the mechanic to such a level. He is considered the best among the third graders." Someone praised sincerely.

"If it were me, I would have been beaten down by the mechanic long ago."

"What about the president? He is also at level eight. What will happen if he faces the mechanic?" someone asked curiously.

"It must be the Guild Master. It's no secret that the Guild Master can fight against opponents of higher rank."

"We have to fight to know. They have never fought each other. It would be arbitrary to draw conclusions based on speculation." Someone immediately disagreed.

Hundreds of golden fist shadows were thrown out in succession. Although the mechanic's attack was violent, it was lukewarm in Xiao Lin's eyes.

The attacks were numerous but light. The opponent was holding back. He was definitely not letting up, but was biding his time.

Xiao Lin pushed his mental power to the extreme, capturing every subtle movement of the mechanic in his mind.

This punch is slightly different from the previous one.