After learning from Lisuo that various cultivation methods could be exchanged at the task center, Jiang Lin no longer paid attention to the secret manuals and tutorials in the ghost market.
There might be some useful secret manuals at these stalls, but since there were official ones, why should he go out of his way and take a detour?
Not only would he waste time, but he might also go down the wrong path when starting his cultivation.
He walked a bit further, reaching the central area of the ghost market.
It became very lively ahead.
"Go, go!"
"Attack! Beat him! Beat him!"
"Woohoo! Good fellow, amazing!"
Even from a distance, Jiang Lin could hear the noisy sounds coming from ahead.
Even Lisuo became spirited, floating ahead of Jiang Lin and looking in that direction.
Seeing the figures flying in the sky from time to time and the various dazzling colors, Jiang Lin roughly understood what was happening ahead.
"This place is different from the competition stage at the entrance of the task center. This is free combat.
Everyone's ghost energy cannot exceed a certain limit, and it's all about skills and moves!"
Lisuo explained proactively, with some excitement in his voice.
Clearly, his mind had already flown ahead.
However, Jiang Lin continued to walk at a steady pace. For Lisuo to fulfill his duty as a guide, he couldn't be more than two meters away from Jiang Lin.
Thus, Lisuo could only anxiously wait.
He was so anxious that he had flown around Jiang Lin twice, but he couldn't bring himself to urge Jiang Lin.
He could only keep explaining, "All sorts of ghosts are here. These fellows ponder new moves in their spare time, then constantly experiment and train!"
"In the entire Southern Hall, if you want to witness skills and moves, the ghost market may not have the best, but it definitely has the most and the most comprehensive!"
"Even the ghost envoys often come here to compete."
"However, compared to the competition stage at the task center, there are fewer rules here, not as formal, and it's very free."
"As long as you don't die, no one will say anything even if you're beaten half to death."
Lisuo's speaking speed quickened towards the end, but Jiang Lin still heard every word.
Under Lisuo's explanation, Jiang Lin also slowly arrived at the central area of the ghost market.
It was also what Lisuo called the free combat area.
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The free combat area had more platforms than the entrance of the task center, with countless competition stages packed together.
Among them, the competition stage in the very center was particularly conspicuous.
Not only was it a whole circle larger than the outer competition stages, but it was also dyed a vibrant red.
At this moment, two ghosts were confronting each other on the red competition stage.
However, one was standing, looking confident.
The other was being choked by the neck and held in the air.
"Beat him! If you can't win this, let me!"
At the edge of the red competition stage, a ghost with a scar on its face couldn't watch any longer and climbed onto the stage itself.
"Get out of the way, let me!"
The ghost standing on the stage saw this, casually threw away the ghost in his hand, and before he could even strike a pose, the ghost that had just come up attacked.
Here, no one would wait for you to strike a pose before attacking.
Martial ethics?
Who here talks about martial ethics with you?
Besides, they are ghosts! What reason do you have to talk about reason with ghosts?
If it were normal times, everyone would still have some reason, but once on the competition stage, no one cared about that anymore.
"There are no rules here, as long as you don't kill them, it's fine."
Beside him, Lisuo chattered:
"If you want to fight one-on-one, you can do so on the smaller stages at the edges, but once you step onto the central stage, it signifies that you are challenging everyone!"
"Any ghost can come up and fight you!"
"Group fights are also allowed!"
"However, there aren't many ghosts who dare to go to the central stage on weekdays. But any who succeed will basically be recognized as overlords in the ghost market after coming out!"
Lisuo spoke to Jiang Lin while watching the battles ahead.
Seeing two more ghosts get on stage, he couldn't help but excitedly exclaim.
"Fight! Hurry up and fight!"
"Quick, quick, quick! Dodge!"
"Attack together!"
Battles like this, vying for overlord status, were not common.
This was also one of the reasons for Lisuo's excitement.
Some ghosts, watching, couldn't help but feel their blood surge, clenched their fists, and rushed onto the competition stage.
Fighting for overlord status?
Can they win?
Let's fight first! Da Feng Novel
"..."
Jiang Lin listened to Lisuo's words while watching the competition stage ahead.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a little impressed by Lisuo's professional dedication.
Even though he was so excited, he didn't forget to explain things.
And he hadn't left within two meters of him from beginning to end.
Jiang Lin glanced at Lisuo, then his gaze returned to the red competition stage ahead.
There were already six ghosts on it.
The ghost he first saw was now standing in the very center, surrounded by the other five ghosts.
Let's call it the reigning champion for now.
It was covered in armor made of ghost energy.
The armor was compressed very thinly, but when other ghosts attacked, it was not easy to break through that layer of armor.
Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. As the attacks landed on the armor, the armor slightly indented.
The next moment, those attacks suddenly shifted, moving to the side.
A ghost with a scar on its face lurked nearby.
When the reigning champion was entangled by other ghosts, the scarred ghost suddenly attacked from behind.
It swung its hand towards the reigning champion's neck, seemingly aiming for a chokehold.
But just as its elbow neared the reigning champion's throat, Jiang Lin clearly saw a white object emerge from the inside of its elbow.
That white object directly pried into the gap of the reigning champion's armor, pointing straight at the throat.
This thing appeared too suddenly, and it was fast, accurate, and ruthless.
Once it struck, it went straight for the vital point.
The reigning champion seemed to sense the danger and let out a roar.
In an instant, ghost energy vibrated outwards from all the gaps in the armor.
"Damn it!"
The scarred ghost had to jump away, and the weapon inside its elbow disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But in that blink of an eye, it was enough for Jiang Lin to see clearly.
That white thing was actually a pure white blade, not like ghost energy, but more like...
A bone blade!
In a situation where ghost energy was restricted and scarce, it was also a new method of attack.
Moreover, compared to blades formed from ghost energy, a bone blade could achieve a more surprising effect at critical moments.
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No one could guarantee that they would always have sufficient ghost energy.
Jiang Lin tried to control the bones within his body, but it wasn't easy.
That feeling was like a force trying to forcibly separate his bones and flesh.
However, ghosts themselves were an aggregation of energy.
They were just formed by constructing and reinforcing the soul's posture and structure when they took shape.
If one wanted to achieve bone and flesh separation, it was only necessary to decompose the structure of the part that was built.
If one experimented a few more times, it should be achievable.
This was like some ghosts detaching their arms and then being able to attach new arms.
It only required disassembling the structure at the joint of the arm and then re-linking it.
Whether it was Meng Shen's controllable ghost energy or the moves and skills on the competition stage...
The exploration of the self in the Southern Hall exceeded Jiang Lin's imagination.
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