Before Lin Yun went on stage to test, everyone thought that Lin Yun could reach the top 100 at most in today's competition. After all, Lin Yun has been stuck in the third-level cave.

But who dares to think so after the power of this punch?

"His score is indeed terrifying, but it is still unrealistic to win the first place. Senior Brother Ye Wuchi did not use all his strength in the punch just now, but he just dealt with the test. However, Lin Yun must have used all his strength. Even so, Senior Brother Ye Wuchi was better than Lin Yun's score."

"And, this kind of test, just one box of strength testing is very different from real battles. In real battles, weapons, secrets and other means are required. With these blessings, the result is completely different."

...

This kind of test cannot fully represent combat effectiveness. One punch can hit 290,000 kilograms of strength. The power it can produce after using weapons and swordsmanship is naturally far more than this.

By noon, the first round of strength tests ended.

The list of the top 100 has been announced.

Ye Wuchi is the first, Lin Yun is the second.

The disciples who are behind one hundred will also be ranked according to their grades.

Mo Qing and Dali Yuantai naturally didn't have the chance to enter the top 100, after all, they didn't even enter the fusion realm.

If you want to squeeze into the top 100, you must at least have the first-level fusion realm, and it is the very strong one in the first-level fusion realm.

Elder Mei Gu in the judges' seat stood up again.

"The first strength test is over, and next is the knockout round of the yearly competition."

"Please ask the first hundred disciples to come to the ring. The rule of the knockout round is that if one hundred people fight in a big battle, they will be considered eliminated if they are beaten out of the ring. Disciples who cannot hold on can also take the initiative to jump off the ring and be regarded as being eliminated. They will be ranked in the order of elimination until there are 10 people left on the ring. All magic weapons, elixirs and other things are prohibited." Elder Mei Gu said.

Lin Yun was a little surprised when he heard such a rule.

This is like a chicken-eating game that Lin Yun played on Earth before, and one hundred people were cast on the battlefield and were constantly eliminated.

The difference is that in this knockout round, ten people will win in the end.

There is no absolute fairness in such a big fight, but this is also more real. In a real battlefield, there is no fairness? No matter what method you rely on, you can stand at the end, that is his ability.

"Senior sister, I'm on stage." Lin Yun said.

"Lin Yun, be careful, Feng Tianlong's group of people may have to deal with you." Mo Qing reminded him seriously.

Among Feng Tianlong's group, a total of four people squeezed into the top 100.

"Don't worry, I haven't taken their group of people seriously yet." Lin Yun said with a smile.

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he headed straight to the ring.

The other top 100 disciples also came to the stage, including Feng Tianlong and his gang.

The entire arena is very large, with a length of about a thousand meters wide. If a hundred people fight on it, they won’t feel crowded.

Below.

Mo Qing showed a little concern in his beautiful eyes: "If it was one-on-one, Lin Yun would have no problem getting a good ranking, but there were too many variables in this kind of battle. Feng Tianlong had already joined forces with several old disciples and had wanted to find Lin Yun before. This time he met on stage, he was afraid that they would jointly deal with Lin Yun."

On the ring.

One hundred disciples were scattered all over the arena, and some of them had formed alliances with each other to achieve a good result.

Lin Yun looked around and saw that Feng Tianlong had three old disciples on the God List. Before, they fought against the Ninth Prince, there were these people.

Feng Tianlong also turned his eyes to Lin Yun, and then showed a malicious smile.

"The competition begins!"

As the deacon announced the start of the game, the battle on the ring began soon.

Some disciples are more conservative and dare not take the initiative to attack at will, focusing on defense, but those disciples with good strength are skilled and brave, and take the initiative to eliminate others.

In the first moment, the first eliminater was born. He will be the 100th place in the inner sect annual competition today, the 99th place was the second eliminated, and so on.

After the game started, Feng Tianlong and the other four went straight to Lin Yun and surrounded Lin Yun.

"Look! Senior Brother Feng Tianlong and the other four are going to find Lin Yun!"

"These four people are all real third-level fusion realm. Even if Lin Yun has some skills, he will definitely lose with the number of opponents."

...

Many of the tens of thousands of disciples watching the game in the square focused their attention on Lin Yun.

In front of the stone fence in the distance.

"Oh no! Feng Tianlong is indeed going to trouble Brother Lin Yun!" The Ninth Prince's face changed.

"Ninth Prince, do you think Brother Lin Yun can handle it?" said the subordinates around Prince Ninth Prince.

"If it's one-on-one, brothers Lin Yun should be fine, but... one-on-four, it's hard to say, you should win." The Ninth Prince seemed a little nervous, but he still had confidence in Lin Yun.

"I hope Brother Lin Yun can beat them up." The Ninth Prince's subordinates said angrily. After all, this group of people beat them up before, and they were also holding their breath.

...

On the ring.

"It's finally here." Lin Yun stared at Feng Tianlong and the other four, and raised his lips slightly.

The arrival of Feng Tianlong and the other four was completely expected by Lin Yun.

"Lin Yun, I challenged you half a year ago. You were scared, so you rejected my challenge. Today you have no choice." Feng Tianlong sneered with his arms.

"Feng Tianlong, to be honest, even if I can't come, I will come to you. If you beat my friend's account, today, it's time to calculate with you." Lin Yun stared at Feng Tianlong with a indifferent tone.

Feng Tianlong immediately smiled and said, "Haha, settle the score with me? Why are you? I am in the third-level fusion realm now! And you are still the third-level dongxu. Even if you exert 290,000 kilograms of power, it doesn't mean that you are fighting very well."

"I even suspect that there is something wrong with the instrument. I don't believe that you can use the third-level hole and can hit 290,000 kilograms of strength with a single punch. It's even more impossible for you to defeat my third-level fusion!"

When Feng Tianlong lost to Lin Yun, Feng Tianlong was still a first-level fusion at that time, and Lin Yun narrowly won at that time.

Lin Yun's realm has not changed now, but he has been promoted to two levels.

This is the source of his confidence.

Feng Tianlong continued with a smile: "Don't say that I, Feng Tianlong, bully the few, I will play one-on-one with you! Five years ago, the face I lost, today, I, Feng Tianlong, will be found back in person!"

"Can I refuse?" Lin Yun spread his hands.

"Reject? Haha, do you think you refused in this ring?" Feng Tianlong said with a smile.

"Feng Tianlong, you may have misunderstood. What I mean is, you refuse to go with you one-on-one. You can go there four of you directly to save time!" Lin Yun said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, Feng Tianlong and the other four changed their expressions.

mad!

They just feel that Lin is too crazy!

"Lin Yun, I'm alone enough to deal with you! Take the call!"

Feng Tianlong immediately showed off a sword, then activated his internal force and swept across Lin Yun with a sword, with a ferocious smile on his face.

Five years ago, he was defeated by Lin Yun in public and lost all his face.
Chapter completed!