He looked back at a priest whose face was covered by a hat brim, "Mr. Quince, please trouble you."

"good."

The man's voice was hoarse, he pulled off the brim of his hat, revealing a dry and old face.

Only the eyes were particularly bright, like goshawks.

Lin Chong's expression changed slightly, "Asy monk..." Zhao Dongting's heart moved.

He had heard of the ascetic monks from Lin Chong's mouth.

These people belong to the Holy See and study magic for life. They can be said to be geniuses in the Holy See and there are also masters and masters.

They all have unimaginable fanatical persistence.

Judging from the age of the ascetic monk in front of him, his attainment in magic will never be low.

These people can be said to be the killing weapon of the Holy See.

Zhao Dongting had never seen a monk before, so he sent a message to Lin Chong and asked, "Are you sure?"

Lin Chong replied: "I will definitely live up to the emperor's entrusted!"

It seems that he is still a little sure.

Zhao Dongting was completely relieved.

I was originally thinking that if Lin Chong was not sure, he would think of a way to make up for it as soon as possible. Now it seems that there is no need for this.

I think Lin Chong has made great progress over the years.

"please!"

Lin Chong reached out his hand and walked outside.

Everyone followed them out and went to the entrance of the hall.

Lin Chong and Quince walked to the square in front of the hall.

Quinns' eyes were shining, his mouth was shattering, and he began to recite spells.

Lin Chong whispered, releasing his artistic conception.

Kong Qiangu commented: "Lin Chong has good qualifications, and his cultivation should be about to reach the middle stage of the True Martial Realm."

Zhao Dongting and others nodded slightly.

The surging artistic conception crushed Quince.

At this time, there seemed to be ripples around Quince.

Lin Chong's artistic conception was actually blocked by him.

This is the strongest Westerner that Zhao Dongting and others have just seen.

Kong Qiangu said again: "Western practice has outstanding features in artistic conception, maybe not under our Central Plains..." Zhao Dongting said: "It is also possible to use the spirit."

He even felt that Western research on the use of mental power should be even more serious than that of the Central Plains.

Apart from the artistic conception, the Central Plains did not open up any other path, but the West is full of flowers.

Of course, in terms of physical forging, the West is far behind the Central Plains.

Judging from their previous experience in fighting with these priests, they can be said to be blank in physical forging.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind appeared under Quince's feet.

Lin Chong burst out with a afterimage and rushed towards him with a sword at a very fast speed.

He retreated quickly, and his speed was extremely fast.

Qingshan said: "This spell is indeed magical. His speed is no longer below Lin Chong."

"hehe."

Zhao Dongting chuckled, "It depends on how long he can hold on, or he can defeat Lin Chong before this."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of fireballs suddenly appeared in front of Quince.

These fireballs appear green, which Zhao Dongting and others have never seen before.

From these fireballs, Zhao Dongting could feel extremely powerful.

This is not the fire cloud released by those who are babos. The fireballs can be compared with each other, and there is a qualitative gap.

As the whistling was blowing, dozens of fireballs rushed towards Lin Chong.

These fireballs each have their own arc, blocking all Lin Chong's way out.

It is because of mental power.

During the field, Lin Chong's face became slightly solemn.

Holding the sword in one hand becomes a sword in two hand, and then slashes forward heavily.

The qi wrapped around the sword blade, and the sword energy roared.

A fire filled the sky.

More than ten fire balls exploded in an instant.

Lin Chong was wrapped in flames.

But in just a short moment, his figure rushed out of the fire ball.

Unscathed.

This Western method has to be said to be quite powerful, but it is obviously not so easy to hurt Lin Chong with this.

The Zhenwu Realm is also a super strong person in the Central Plains.

I just don’t know what level this Quinns belongs to in the West.

Zhao Dongting felt that he might be a little underestimating these Western masters.

Quinns kept retreating.

In a blink of an eye, a strong wind appeared in the air and swept towards Lin Chong.

He casts his spells very quickly, almost in just a short moment.

This seemed to make Lin Chong fall into a quagmire.

This storm is like a knife.

When Lin Chong faced the wind, he kept waving his sword, and it actually made a sound of metal and iron intersecting.

It was not until he swung more than ten swords in succession that the gale of wind dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, another fireball arrived.

Na Quince's facial expression became a little relaxed.

Kong Qiangu Youyou said to Zhao Dongting: "This Western method has some power. If it were not controlled, it would probably become a great enemy of the Central Plains in the future..." Zhao Dongting nodded slightly and expressed his agreement.

He couldn't imagine how far Western magic would reach if it continued to develop, and would there be a strong man who could confront the extreme powers?

Or maybe, there are already such masters in the West now?

Quince used continuous spells to block Lin Chong's footsteps. This move was quite rogue, but it has to be said to be quite practical.

Lin Chong was unable to ignore the destructive power of wind, fire, and even lightning, and could only block it hard.

This reminded Zhao Dongting of the online games he played in his previous life, which was the difference between a warrior and a mage.
Chapter completed!