Chapter 429

When everyone expected that Lin Yun would definitely be absent, he appeared suddenly.

The entire Longmen Square was instantly boiled, and one after another gaze fell on him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is widely watched.

Such a spectacle is extremely rare in previous Dragon Gate competitions.

In the past, a leader of the ninth level of Xuanwu, no matter how talented he was. It will not be the focus of attention, because the cultivation of Xuanwu Ninth Layer is destined that he will not get the spot of the Eighth Young Master.

Not to mention, the top position in the world-leading list.

The most eye-catching and dazzling is always the evildoer who is qualified to compete for the top spot, and it should be Qin Yu, the son of Feiyu.

But right now, the Dragon Gate Competition has not yet officially opened, and this young man has received far more attention than Qin Yu.

Why?

Just relying on the word Lin Yun, just relying on this young man, the surname is Lin Mingyun.

He is an uncompromising figure of the Great Qin Empire, he is the first in the Jiange alliance, and he makes the thousand-year-old bell and the phoenix linger in the sky. In the princess party, he was famous for his strong sword pavilion, one enemy three, and one sword.

In the secret realm of the magic lotus, he reached the top ten floors, created legends, and let Xueluo fall into the wasteland.

He dared to take the risk of the world, and at the wedding of the eldest prince, he drew his sword in anger.

He is Jiange Lin Yun!

In just one year, the name that no one in the Daqin Empire knew had already become famous in hundreds of counties. Everyone in Daqin knew that whether it was Bai Lixuan, who achieved the Holy Body, or Si Xueyi, the peerless evildoer of Demon Moon Villa, he was not as famous as him.

There are too many legends in his experience.

Originally, he was just a humble sword slave, but he has come all the way to the present, to the point where he dares to compete with the eldest prince Qin Yu!

Dare to ask this Great Qin Empire, who among the younger generation dares to challenge the eldest prince Qin Yu?

Looking at the world, there is only Lin Yun.

With such a handsome young man, how could his appearance not make this Dragon Gate boil!

"Grandma is a bear, I knew this Lin Yun would definitely appear! How could Lin Yun who dares to fight alone with a sword against God's plan is a timid and cowardly person."

"Hahaha, it's still here after all, it's not worth putting my net worth on him."

"Hee hee, I'm afraid I'm going to lose everything. It's not worth it if it's not enough. If this Dragon Sect master is missing him, Lin Yun, I always feel that it's not complete."

"I heard from the disciples of the Jiange Pavilion that Lin Yun's cultivation has recovered to the ninth level of Xuanwu... Although the gap with the people on the rookie list is not small, it is not that there is no hope at all to compete for the final spot."

"Hey, wait and see!"

The hearts of the people were agitated, and the words were quite eager.

Even those who lost the bet were quite excited after sighing.

Not only the spectators on the field, but also the masters of the masters of many sects in the VIP seats looked at Lin Yun who was walking towards the registration stage with great interest.

Young Master Yanxin of Hunyuan Sect, frowned and said: "This person is Lin Yun? My three core disciples of Hunyuan Sect died in his hands in the magic lotus secret realm?"

"Yes, it's him!"

Wen Yanbo gritted his teeth, hatred in his eyes, and stared at Lin Yun.

"Just looking for death..."

Young Master Yanxin glanced at it lightly, and didn't say more.

The evildoer is a leader, and fighting across borders is as simple as eating and drinking. It is not impossible for the 9th level of Xuanwu to defeat the 10th level of Xuanwu, or even to defeat the half-step Zifu.

But if the opponent is also a monster leader, the slightest gap will evolve into a fatal flaw.

Not to mention, the cultivation base is so different.

In the late period of Xuanwu, the first level of cultivation was the first level of heaven, and the two leaders were fighting against each other. In the case of the same aptitude and understanding, if there is no special chance, pure broken is looking for abuse, and there is no possibility of turning over.

Not only Young Master Yan Xin, but other masters present had similar ideas.

In their opinion, Lin Yun should not have appeared.

Even being a tortoise with a shrunken head and being humiliated by Qin Yu in public is better than being sent to death.

Luo Yuhang of Yunxiao Sword Pavilion looked indifferent, and the corner of his mouth also evoked a sneer, Lin Yun actually dared to come.

It is best to be assigned to a group with him, so that this person will be terminated in advance.

On the side, Young Master Ye pondered: "Is this the person who defeated you in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion?"

Luo Yuhang said a little unwillingly: "At that time, he was calculated by him. This kid is clearly at the ninth level of Xuanwu, but he lied to me that he is the eighth level of Xuanwu. Otherwise, I will fight with the peak cultivation level, and it will be easy to win against him."

"Don't worry about it. You have offended so many people, but you still dare to come. I'm afraid you really don't know the cruelty of the Dragon Gate Competition."

Young Master Ye, with a sharp sword intent, said lightly.

Longmen competition, as long as you shout to admit defeat, you can abandon the game.

But a real master, if he wants to kill you, how can he give you a chance to admit defeat.

If you don't speak, you will die.

Every year in the Dragon Gate Competition, it is not uncommon for a sect leader to die.

There were many people who met the requirements who did not sign up because they had this concern.

After Lin Yun got the identity card, the stick of incense burned out, and the registration time was over.

The rest is grouping.

There are a total of eight groups, and each group has four qualifying places. As for how to qualify. The rules are simple and rude. No matter how many people there are in a group, they will fight each other in twos and twos, until the last four people are left, and they will be eliminated if they lose a game.

The results of the grouping came out soon. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the seventh sons were all divided into different groups.

The other leaders on the rookie list, Bai Lixuan, Si Xueyi and others, were also mostly not assigned to a group.

It's not an accident, after all, these people can be considered top-seeded players, and it would be a pity if they meet the loser early.

"Eight groups!"

Cloud Firmament Sword Pavilion Luo Yuhang raised his brows, and there was no son's name on the list of eight groups.

Eight young masters retire from the competition, and it is destined to have a group, and there is no master of the son-level.

A look of joy flashed in Luo Yuhang's eyes. From this point of view, he would definitely qualify for the tournament without any accident.

When he continued to look down, a familiar name came into his eyes.

Lin Yun, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion Lin Yun!

Young Master Ye glanced lightly and said with a smile: "It's as you wished, this person is really in a group with you."

"Very good! Just let this kid be a stepping stone to your fame, and set back the prestige of this High Heaven Sword Pavilion. The name of the first sword sect of the Great Qin Empire should have been given to us Yunxiao Sword Pavilion long ago."

The elders of Yunxiaojian Pavilion, seeing this group, said with a rather vicious expression.

The grievances between the two sword pavilions have a long history, but they are too far apart, and there is basically no friction on weekdays.

But on the stage of this Dragon Gate Competition, it is inevitable that old things will be brought up again.

After all, the name of the first sword sect, the Yunxiao sword pavilion dreamed of taking it back.

"I'm lucky, I didn't meet Qin Yu in the first round."

On the other side, Luo Feng laughed when he saw Lin Yun's group, but then sighed, "Actually, you really shouldn't have come."

"But I'm still here."

Lin Yun smiled, looked directly at Luo Feng, and said calmly.

Luo Feng looked at the smile on the young man's face, and was in a trance for a while, there seemed to be something more on the young man. Vaguely, it actually made him a little invisible.

Whoosh!

But before he could ask, several old men descended from the sky and landed firmly on the eight battle platforms.

The eight old men, without exception, are all masters of the Purple Palace.

There is no doubt that these eight people are the referees of this Dragon Gate competition.

"It's about to start!"

The mighty audience in Longmen Square suddenly concentrated their energy, and their eyes fell on the eight battle platforms.

The elders of the major sects also looked solemn.

The Dragon Gate Competition is not only a stage for the leaders to compete, but also a battlefield for the sects to compete with each other.

There are endless expectations for the disciples under their respective sects.

"The first group, Young Master Yanxin vs. Wang Yu!"

"The second group, Young Master Yun Zhen vs. He Yunxiao!"

"The third group, Bai Lixuan vs. Liu Ming!"

The old men on the battle stages held up their rosters and read aloud one after another. The sound was like a bell, echoing in the entire Longmen Square, and everyone could hear it clearly.

The first person to appear is either the son himself, or a monster on the rookie list like Bai Lixuan.

Obviously, this was deliberate, trying to make the atmosphere of this Dragon Gate Big Competition hot at the beginning.

Swish swish!

The eyes of the crowd moved quickly, and their eyes fell on the eight groups of referees.

"Hey, the first few battle platforms had famous people in the first station. I wonder if Lin Yun will show up for the first battle on the eighth platform."

"This eighth group doesn't have masters of the son-level. If you are talking about a famous person, Lin Yun is definitely one of them."

"Look!"

On the eighth stage, the referees were well aware of the gazes from all directions. He enjoyed this moment quite a bit, seeing him pick up the roster and said with a smile, "The eighth group, Lin Yun vs. Luo Yuhang!"

"Luo Yuhang?"

"Lin Yun!"

Lin Yun and Luo Yuhang were slightly taken aback when they heard their opponents.

Obviously, the debut of the first battle surprised both of them.

"Interesting..." After being stunned for a moment, Luo Yuhang woke up with a smile on the corner of his mouth.