Chapter 44

Zhou's father, who was scared away by one person and one horse, looked ashen with anger.

It is a shame to think that, as a sect elder, he was forced to retreat in public by a sword slave and a monster.

What's even more irritating is that the blood dragon horse in the ring is giggling strangely, as if mocking him.

What was supposed to be a serious matter actually caused a lot of laughter from all over the place.

The angry father Zhou was so angry that he left Zhou Yun and prepared to kill him again.

"absurd!"

At this moment, there was an angry shout on the high platform, and the voice came from the sect master Bai Ming who was sitting in the center.

Whoa!

He seemed to have Tianxian in his mouth. As soon as the word came out, the huge martial arts field was shrouded in his aura.

The laughter in the audience stopped immediately, Father Zhou's expression changed greatly, and he didn't have time to speak.

Just listening to Bai Tianming said coldly: "Elder Zhou, you dare to break the rules of the ancestors for hundreds of years, I think you are going to die!"

At this moment, whether it is the inner disciples and elders on the high platform, or the thousands of outer disciples below.

They all felt a terrifying killing intent that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and was horrifying.

"Don't get me back!"

With a scolding, Father Zhou felt relieved, and led Zhou Yun away.

A smile appeared on Bai Tianming's face, his murderous aura dissipated, and he said softly: "Yes, as a sword slave, you can get to this day step by step. Everyone should look up to Lin Yun. If everyone can be like Lin Yun, why not? I am worried that Qingyunzong is not happy!"

Lin Yun cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your praise."

"You go down first. There is no right or wrong in the arena. Whoever dares to embarrass you in the future will be against me!"

Tian Ming's remarks relieved some of Lin Yun's worries.

Zhou Yun's family is in the Qingyun Sect, but they are quite powerful. With the promise of the sect master, these people will not dare to touch him.

Lin Yun's game is over, but the shock it brings to people is far from gone.

The disciples in the audience were talking a lot, and they were all discussing how Lin Yun finally reversed and won.

After Zhou Yun showed the mysterious armor, almost no one thought that Lin Yun could still win.

But no one thought that Lin Yunren followed the sword and took a picture, and in an instant, he left a few afterimages beside Zhou Yun.

When he put the sword back into its sheath, Zhou Yun was covered in blood like a rainbow, like a flower in full bloom.

There are very few outer disciples who can see that sword clearly.

Many people are still puzzled.

"Don't guess, that is the ultimate move that can only be used after the Liufeng swordsmanship has been completed, take a photo with the light!"

Zhang Han, a senior disciple of the Outer Sect in the crowd, sighed softly with a melancholy expression on his face.

"Dacheng Liufeng Sword Technique? Zhang Han, you are right!"

"Swordsmanship is already quite difficult, not to mention the flow of wind swordsmanship, which is a little too amazing?"

"Impossible, Zhou Yun's Thunder Snake Swordsmanship is still not ready to be completed!"

Zhang Han was too lazy to explain it, so the outer disciples could guess.

It's just that I was very unhappy, watching this Lin Yun fight.

He had already guessed that Lin Yun voluntarily abstained from his confrontation half a month ago, just to hide this great flow of wind swordsmanship.

Thinking about myself at the beginning, I thought the other party was scared away by him, and laughed away.

Now that I think about it, I'm really ashamed.

After Lin Yun got out of the ring, the second round of the mid-year assessment continued.

I have to say that this second round of the contest was indeed a wonderful one.

The eighty people who came out of the group stage all had unique skills, and almost everyone had a hole card.

Unfortunately, Lin Yun's shocking performance came first.

The fight that followed, no matter how wonderful it was, still made people feel that something was wrong.

Lin Yun led the blood dragon and horse, came to the sidelines, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to comprehend.

Zhou Yun can also be regarded as the strongest opponent he has encountered since he became an outer disciple.

Fighting against it will benefit a lot.

I vaguely feel that the breath of the poor sixth-level martial arts cultivation base has already found a little sense.

Time passed slowly, and the first round of the knockout round gradually came to an end.

Round two is on!

Now there are only forty people left, who are qualified to compete for the ten inner disciple places, and the competition is further intensified.

"In the sixth battle, Zhang Han faces Lin Yun!"

On the competition stage, the referee announced loudly that the players in the sixth round of the second round of the knockout rounds.

After Zhang Han heard this, his face suddenly became like a pig's liver, extremely ugly.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

Originally, Zhou Yun was no longer an opponent, let alone the stronger Lin Yun.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Han braced himself and stepped onto the competition stage, no matter what.

There are always variables in the competition, who knows whether the other party will make mistakes.

What's more, one's own cultivation base is one level higher than the other party's, which does not mean that there is no chance at all.

"Lin Yun will fight, Lin Yun will come to fight!"

Seeing that Lin Yun was not on stage, the referee shouted loudly.

"coming!"

Hearing a full-fledged voice in response, everyone followed the voice and looked back.

I saw Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged beside the blood dragon horse, suddenly opened his eyes.

boom!

With a flash of light in his eyes, his aura changed drastically, breaking through the shackles of the sixth level of martial arts in an instant.

He broke through!

"My God, I read it right, he just closed his eyes and practiced."

"It is certain that the previous battle has enhanced his martial arts perception, so he will choose to make a breakthrough on the spot."

"This is really self-confidence. In case of failure, not to mention serious injuries, you will lose your qualifications for competition after a little delay."

Seeing this scene, the outer sect disciple's heart pounded again and again, only to think that Lin Yun was really daring to walk on the tip of the knife.

Whoosh whoosh!

Lin Yun, who was promoted to the seventh level of martial arts, only felt that his strength had skyrocketed, and it was easier to perform the Big Wild Goose Art.

With a light toes, he jumped three feet away in one step, and he came to the ring after two or three ups and downs.

Looking at Lin Yun, who was at the seventh level of martial arts, Zhang Han's face was ashen, and he smiled shyly: "Lin Yun, you really know how to play!"

First, he abstained from facing him in the previous round, and now facing him, his cultivation has suddenly skyrocketed.

Just don't give him a way to survive, let him fight.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then he understood and smiled: "Sorry, I had an epiphany on the spot, and a little hard work broke the bottleneck."

"Ha ha."

Zhang Leng laughed, threw his sleeves heavily, and said loudly, "I abstain from power!"

Such a scene is hilarious.

Originally, seeing that he didn't like seeing Lin Yun like this, I thought he was going to fight with all his might, but who knew he would abstain in the blink of an eye.

"Lin Yunsheng."

The referee also simply announced the result directly.

Such an easy victory made Lin Yun feel a little pity, and he wanted to see how much his strength increased after reaching the seventh level of martial arts.

After winning two consecutive rounds, as long as you defeat the opponent in the last round, you can successfully be promoted to the inner door.

Not long after walking off the ring, I suddenly heard cheers.

Lin Yun looked back and saw that it was the outer disciple, Hu Feng, who had entered the field.

Beard!

This name is like thunder, strong in strength, abnormal in talent, and has an eight-level martial arts cultivation base.

No one can shake the first position of the outer door.

There are countless stories about him, and he is a legendary figure in the outer sect of Qingyun Sect.

"Senior Brother Hu, I will not abstain!"

The disciple who was facing him across from him looked nervous and said a little nervously.

"It doesn't matter."

Hu Feng said lightly, raised his hand and slammed it out.

Bang!

His footsteps didn't move at all, relying on the cultivation level behind the eight layers of martial arts, he took a palm in the air.

Abruptly knocked the opponent out of the ring.

"So strong!"

Lin Yun was slightly startled, the eighth level of martial arts, this is the terrifying cultivation of the eighth level of martial arts.

"Beard, Beard!"

The audience cheered, and many outer disciples shouted his name.

When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the martial arts field, the entire knockout round was over.

Lin Yun calmly defeated his opponent in the third round and successfully entered the top ten in the mid-year assessment competition, completing a counterattack that ordinary people seemed impossible.

From the sword slave to the outer sect disciple, and then from the outer sect disciple, all the way out.

Ten people climbed to the high platform and stood on the same stage as the inner disciples and the sect elders.

"Yes, congratulations on your becoming the top ten in the mid-year assessment. Afterwards, everyone can go to the Zongwutang to receive a reward. Now, you still have a right, and everyone has the qualification to challenge the inner disciple once!"

Sect Master Bai Mingming said softly with a smile on his face.

For inner disciples, the competition is more intense, and the rankings of different sects vary greatly.

Now it is to give ten people the power to defeat the veteran inner disciple, and then they can directly obtain the opponent's ranking.

However, most of the ten people in the room seemed relatively calm.

The sect pays attention to competition, but in the final analysis, it is more about human feelings and deeper factions.

In front of so many people to challenge each other, it is obvious that they look down on each other, and it is better to say if they win.

If you lose, after the mid-year assessment, the other party may not know how to retaliate against you.

Of course, there must be an exception for Wu Feng, no one will compare him to himself.

Almost as soon as the Sect Master's voice fell, he raised his head and stared at an inner disciple and said, "Hu is not talented, and I want to ask Senior Brother Feng for advice."

The inner disciple, called Senior Brother Feng, did not show any anger, and smiled bitterly: "I was defeated by you a month ago. It is really impossible to ask for advice. I will admit defeat."

admit defeat...

Such a scene is both unexpected and reasonable.

Overall, it didn't make much of a fuss.

"Who else dares to come forward and try it? Is it only Hu Feng who has the courage?"

Sect Master Tian Ming smiled and encouraged softly.

But no one responded, and most of them bowed their heads and said nothing. After all, not everyone has the eighth level of martial arts like Hu Feng.

It is reasonable for him to go up to challenge, and it would be an accident if he does not go up.

"Lin is not talented, I am willing to give it a try!"

Just when everyone thinks that no one wants to.

Lin Yun's expression was firm, his words were eloquent, and he said in a deep voice.

The audience exclaimed, and there was an uproar.