I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

"Master! What kind of magic is this! It's so scary!" Yang Yingcheng asked.

"Demon method?" Bai Lin smiled. The person who can call the wind and rain out of thin air is not something that the warriors of the tenth realm of Xianwu cannot.

Even the warrior of the calamity period can only use the law under the framework of the natural law, but cannot create the law out of thin air.

Like now, those who can summon the wind blade out of thin air, except for the warriors of the tenth realm of Xianwu, can only be gods.

But can the concept of gods appear on this continent?

But Bai Lin knew in her heart that this was just someone hiding in the dark, constantly changing positions with extremely fast body skills, while using the exercises to produce Qi Jin similar to the wind blade.

Although Bai Lin was temporarily unable to locate the opponent's position, she could feel the extra air flow outside of each wind blade.

It is the sound of air flowing naturally when people are moving.

As he spoke, a violent wind blade gradually gathered as he approached the group of people.

The wind blade turned into a wind shield, covering everyone in it!

The high-strength air pressure has almost formed a vacuum inside the wind shield. Many people in the shield have difficulty breathing.

"Master...what, what to do? Ok...so uncomfortable!" Wu Caijie asked breathlessly.

"Don't panic! Hold your mind and don't do unnecessary actions. Leave the rest to me!"

As Bai Lin said, she turned to look at Celia and Han Jing: "Selia, Han Jing, can you temporarily supplement oxygen with water elements?"

"Yes, but it can only last for a while..." Sai Liya nodded.

"It's enough for a while!" Bai Lin nodded.

With that said, Seliya and Han Mirror each ran the "Sea Dragon Sacred Night Jue", respectively raising their skills to the highest level-Seliya's fifth floor and Han Mirror's sixth floor.

Although the skill of the two people is much lower than the eighth level of the supernatural general Lian Yichen who is also a mermaid clan. But for this kind of occasion, it is enough.

A total of eleven water dragons rose up in the hands of the two people in an instant, gradually covering the rest of the people except the two of them and Bai Lin.

However, there are a total of 13 people left, and even if there is one person for the water dragon, there are still two vacancies.

At this time, Tong Shi and Tong Meng shouted to Bai Lin in unison: "Master, don't worry about me, we can!"

"Are you sure? But your realm is not enough--" Bai Lin roared in the wind.

"Master is okay, we have our own way!" The two brothers and sisters said, closing their eyes together.

After that, the two people stopped breathing as if they were asleep. No matter how strong the wind roars, there is no response!

This is-"Turtle Breath Technique"!

Bai Lin was surprised. Unexpectedly, this little-known new disciple, brother and sister, would actually be able to stop gong.

Although Bai Lin recruited disciples, he never tabooed his disciples to lead art tutors. Especially according to Bai Lin's standard, unless it is a chores disciple, it is impossible to be a Bai Ding who knows nothing.

But like the Tong family brothers and sisters, those who have mastered "Gong Xi Gong" are really rare.

The actual effect of the tortoise-breathing power is to let the user cut off his breath, hold his breath, and regain his strength.

And in this airtight, oxygen-free environment, tortoise breath work just played a huge role.

Although Bai Lin was surprised, he was obviously not surprised on this occasion.

"Yanming, Guanglie, Feifei, Nanzhu, can you four persist?"

"Yes, Master!" Although the four newly-promoted disciples were relatively young, they were also at a loss when they first faced this situation. However, facing Bai Lin's command if he was determined, he slowly relaxed.

After all, I am also in the realm of Shenxing! Moreover, he was selected from hundreds of disciples, and he must not be ashamed of the teacher!

Seeing Bai Lin, he confirmed that the disciples were all safe, so they gave Celia and Han Jing a wink, and the two of them immediately understood, and transferred the sea dragon that was originally covering the Tong family siblings to others.

Everything was arranged properly, and the remaining eleven people were able to breathe.

"Huh! Master, I almost suffocated!" Yang Yingcheng gasped.

"As long as you talk a lot, save a little breath!" Bai Lin said, though. But my heart is very calm.

Because of this wind shield, he can crack it in no time.

In other words, he wants to break the shield only in minutes.

But on the one hand, he is like taking the opportunity to exercise his disciples' chaotic state of mind and ability, on the other hand, he is also testing the limits of people hiding in the dark.

According to Bai Lin's calculations, if the wind blade is really human work, then it is most likely the work of an expert living in Longgan Lake.

And those high-ranking people can roughly be inferred to be similar to the mid-level of the calamity of Hou Yingming, Wang Yifeng, and Wang Yifeng.

If this is the case, then the strength of using the wind blade should not dissipate on its own in a short period of time.

Only oneself can smash it this way.

Thinking of this, Bai Lin smiled calmly instead.

Cheng Yun'er said in a puzzled way: "Bai Lin, what are you laughing at? We are like this, did you have a great time?"

Bai Lin ignored Cheng Yun'er's doubts, and instead asked a few disciples: "I want to test you for your teacher, do you think this wind blade is natural or man-made?"

"Nature!" Yang Yingcheng, Tong Gan, Hu Guanglie and Sun Feifei said this.

"Artificial!" Luhou, Yanming, Wu Caijie, and Shangguan Nanzhu also said in unison.

"Well... how many people?" Bai Lin turned his gaze to a few people who were not Wangu disciples.

"Of course it is man-made! How can the natural wind be so weird!"

"Then do you know where the people behind this are hiding now?"

When Bai Lin asked this, everyone shook their heads.

"Then... I'll show it to you!"

As he said, Bai Lin's brows tightened, and a golden light from his left hand shot out instantly.

"Roar--!" Jianglong shot out with eighteen palms, like a thunderstorm in the sky!

The position where the palm wind hits is the one o'clock direction that everyone faces.

But there is nothing.

"It's over, Master, you are tired and confused for teaching!"

"Master, you won't be following the sixty-four positions of the gossip, blasting every place!"

Bai Lin turned white, Yang Yingcheng gave Tong Gan a look.

At this moment, I saw the wind blade blowing from the direction of 12 o'clock, disappearing into the air in an instant!

It's like a popsicle, being crushed by an ice crusher, and falling off into pieces.

"Crack—Boom!" Then, the wind shield shattered!

In the original direction of 1 o'clock, a white-haired old man stood impressively.

Seeing Bai Lin put away her moves, she sneered: "This old gentleman, have you played enough?"

"Hahaha...deserves to be my national teacher Liang! It is really good!"

"Although your ability is not enough to hurt the old man. But you can actually find the position of the old man, you can be regarded as a rare young hero among the younger generation!"

"Senior's words are bad!" Bai Lin said loudly.

"Oh? What's the difference?"

"Senior said that I was a young hero who was rare among the younger generations, but I wanted to say that Senior was sitting in a well and watching the sky. He had never known a few foreigners at all!"

Bai Lin said with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.