The next morning.
Langyatai gathered crowds of people from all directions.
After the preliminary match yesterday, among the more than 10,000 people who were strong in rhythm, only about 300 people remained.
More than 90% of the people were wiped out in one day. The cruelty of the Langya event was evident, but the remaining three hundred people were definitely the best among the best.
Today's game will definitely be a hundred times more exciting than yesterday's.
When the people of Tianxiang Palace arrived, the leaders of other major forces had been waiting for a long time.
Swish!
Almost as soon as he appeared, Lin Yun noticed a lot of eyes, and Qin Hao of Tianyanzong was the first to bear the brunt.
He didn't cover up much today, and he just sat in the crowd in Wanhua Valley, standing side by side with Hua Hongyao, which was regarded as revealing the identity of the two of them as a couple.
Lin Yun ignored him and saw another person, it was Mingzong Li Yuxi.
At the banquet last night, he was slapped in the face by Yue Weiwei, and the account was obviously placed on Lin Yun's head.
In addition, last night, who was a prisoner of the Shinto Pavilion for Qin Hao, Wan Lei taught Chen Jun, and looked at Lin Yun with rather bad eyes.
This guy was too arrogant last night, and he must be treated well today.
Several people thought to themselves, especially Qin Hao, his eyes were gloomy, and he wished he could teach Lin Yun a lesson on the spot.
Not long after, Palace Master Langya and other elders arrived at the same time.
After everyone saluted, Palace Master Langya smiled and nodded, Yue Weiwei's beautiful eyes moved slightly, she wondered if it was an illusion, she found that Palace Master Langya looked at Lin Yun a few more times.
"Let's start, you're welcome." Palace Master Langya nodded and smiled, calm and airy.
On the Langya stage, several elders were arranging the list of winners yesterday, with jade slips with their names floating around them.
After a while, an old man pondered: "Today, as the names were read out, everyone's faces gradually changed slightly.
These seeded players are basically the best in the Holy Land, and their cultivation is as high as the ninth level of the Dragon Vein. In addition to the rhythm attainments, their own martial arts cultivation is also extremely amazing.
They are all among their peers, and it is rare to find an opponent.
The expressions of everyone were somewhat dejected. When the martial arts evildoer also cultivated the rhythm, they, the real Si Le, were obviously at a disadvantage.
This is actually quite understandable.
If the two have the same temperament and attainments, the person who has the advantage in martial arts cultivation will definitely get a great advantage in the fight.
What's more, there are some perverts that directly integrate the will of martial arts into the way of rhythm.
When fighting, it will become even more unbearable.
After the seed players finished reading, the second round of Langya's feast officially started. After each round of 30 people's melee, the remaining three advanced to the top 100, and there may be only one person.
"There's no name for Junior Brother Lin..."
Lin Wan frowned.
Luo Shuyi was also quite puzzled, most of the fifteen seed quotas were given to the holy land enchanting.
With Lin Yun's rhythm attainments, he was not on the list of fifteen, nor were Yan Tianchen and Yue Weiwei.
Yan Tianchen frowned, shook his head and said: "It seems that the strength of martial arts is also included, the feast of Langya has changed a bit, and there is no difference between temperament and martial arts."
Lin Yun didn't care about it, anyway, it was just a round of battles.
As long as the strength is sufficient, it doesn't matter if there is a seed quota.
An inadvertent glance, Lin Yun's eyes just happened to meet Yue Weiwei, and Yue Weiwei showed a smile on her face.
Lin Yun was startled, nodded and avoided the past.
After last night, he hadn't figured out many things. Today, when he met Yue Weiwei's gaze, he was somewhat entangled and helpless.
Yue Weiwei's selfless love, is he really worthy?
Lin Yun's thoughts were messy, and his mood was slightly unstable.
Yue Weiwei's smile collapsed, her expression lost.
There seems to be an invisible gap between the two, which is expanding little by little.
The feast in Langya continued, and after the third round of the list was called, Tianxiang Palace Yan Tianchen played.
After Yan Tianchen came to power, there was an uproar immediately.
In the battle yesterday, if it wasn't for Lin Yun's popularity, Yan Tianchen would definitely be the most eye-catching person in Tianxiang Palace.
Even so, many people felt that Yan Tianchen, who defeated Di Qiu with a single blow, might be even more terrifying than Lin Yun.
"Come on together."
Yan Tianchen didn't mean to hide his clumsiness either, looked at the remaining thirty people, and said calmly.
Everyone was stunned for a while, this Tianchen was too crazy.
None of the people who can make it to the second round are weak, why do they dare to be so confident?
Lin Yun was thoughtful, Yan Tianchen was quite interesting, I didn't realize it before, he was also a madman.
The rest of the people on the Langya stage looked at Yan Tianchen with displeased expressions.
Tianxiang Palace came out so horribly?
The most important thing is that there are two people on this Langya stage, and they are also the top ten popular figures of this feast.
One Xie Fei Shen, the other Xiao Ming.
The former Feixue Building is second only to the wizard Bai Yunfei, the senior brother, and the latter is the first person in Linglong Palace. If it is not for the cultivation base, the two are weaker.
There will definitely be a seed spot, and in terms of rhythm attainment, it is definitely not much worse than the fifteen people.
"I'm here to teach you!"
Xie Fei stepped out in one step and flew directly towards Yan Tianchen.
boom!
The man played a bamboo flute in the air, and when the flute sounded, a terrifying devil ape appeared behind him.
Boom!
The ground suddenly became extremely heavy, and as Xie Fei Shen approached, the people around Yan Tianchen felt great pressure and quickly distanced themselves from him.
"Xie Feishen is going to fight him directly!"
The eyes of the spectators under the stage lit up, and they all seemed to be looking forward to it.
Before Yan Tianchen showed a small hand, he didn't even use a musical instrument, everyone was looking forward to what he had.
Roar!
The sound of the beast's roar came from the Langya platform. The sound of the beast's roar overlapped with the sound of the flute.
Yan Tianchen's expression did not change, he also took out a bamboo flute, and then flew up with one footstep.
boom!
The flute sounded, and a ghost general in blood armor appeared behind him. Immediately, the blood armor ghost general and the blood-colored demon ape directly slammed over.
There is nothing fancy about the rhythm of the two, it is rough and simple, and they are crazy against each other.
After more than ten strokes, the two people, each playing the bamboo flute, passed by in midair.
hum!
Suddenly there was a loud noise on the Langya stage, and the two rhythms collided, and an incomparably terrifying blood-colored frenzy erupted.
The next moment, I saw the blood armored ghost general, punching a huge hole in the chest of the demon ape.
The two people who crossed each other separated, and when they landed, they turned their backs to each other.
thump!
As soon as he touched the ground, Xie Feishen knelt on one knee on the ground.
"This!"
When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they were all astonished. This was directly blown up!
Pfft!
Xie Fei put his hands on the ground, spitting out blood, his face pale.
Yan Tianchen was wearing a blue robe and playing a bamboo flute, and the wind whistled on the stage with blood on the stage. When everyone looked at his back, they only thought that he was like a ghost in hell who was in the middle of the undead.
Whoosh whoosh!
The expressions of other people kept changing, and the next moment, some people took the initiative to abstain and flew out of Langya Terrace.
Soon, only Xiao Mingliang was left in this huge Langya platform, and Xie Feishen had already been directly carried down by the same door.
"wind!"
Xiao Mingliang gave a soft drink, shuh, his body suddenly floated into the air.
The invisible airflow turned into a colorful wind, wrapped around Xiao Mingliang and held him in the air.
When the flowing winds collided, they made different high and low sounds, which sounded messy at first, but gradually...
Everyone's faces changed, this Xiao Mingliang merged the will of the wind and the rhythm, and he still had a hand!