Qingyun Sect, martial arts arena.

The four directions were already overcrowded, with more than two thousand outer disciples surrounding the martial arts arena.

Today is the second round of the mid-year assessment, and the top ten disciples will be selected to enter the outer sect.

And it is an extremely cruel knockout competition. If you lose just one game, you will be disqualified.

The eighty people who were killed among the outer disciples were all outstanding, and the excitement of the duel could be imagined.

Some disciples rushed over early just to occupy a relatively front position.

On the high platform, the sect elders and inner disciples gathered together.

But something seems to be wrong with the situation.

On the main stage, outer disciple Zhou Yun has been on stage for five minutes, but his opponent is still nowhere to be seen.

"What's going on? Why is Lin Yun late again?"

"What the hell is this sword slave doing? He's late twice. Does he take the sect's rules seriously?"

"It's not more than ten minutes. Strictly speaking, it's not late, but it's still a bit disrespectful."

"Hey, do you think you are afraid of death and will give up? I heard that Zhou Yun has already made it known that this sword slave will be deposed today!"

"That's right. When you say that, it's really possible. If it were me, it would be better to abstain than to be deposed."

Disciples from all over were talking about everything, and the noise was endless.

On the high platform, an elder frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "This sword slave is really arrogant. I think we will win directly!"

The other elders didn't respond when they heard this, because this elder was Zhou Yun's biological father.

"There's no rush, just wait. Elder Zhou, it's better to be more tolerant to the younger generation. If ten minutes have passed and it hasn't come yet, it's not too late to handle it according to the rules."

The sect leader Bai Tianming, who was sitting in the middle, smiled slightly and comforted the other party.

The incense burner outside the ring was filled with green smoke, and the incense was about to burn out.

Da da da!

At this moment, the fierce sound of horse hooves sounded outside the martial arts arena, and a sharp edge swept over with momentum.

"Monster!"

"Why did a monster appear outside the martial arts arena!"

Many outer disciples looked surprised and turned around to look over.

Even the elders on the stage and the inner disciples showed some confusion.

But when they saw it clearly, they were all shocked and their faces changed wildly.

It's Lin Yun!

They saw Lin Yun riding a tall and powerful blood dragon horse full of evil spirit, galloping wildly.

Due to the intimidation of the Blood Dragon Horse, many outer disciples hurriedly moved out of the way before Lin Yunren arrived.

Zhou Yun on the stage was stunned for a moment, and when he glanced at it, he saw that the incense on the incense burner had burned to the roots.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. It looked like he was going to win this battle directly.

But at this moment, Lin Yun, who was sitting on the blood dragon horse, had a stubborn look on his delicate face. He lifted the reins fiercely, and the blood dragon horse roared, taking advantage of the momentum of running wildly, and jumped up with all his strength.

Wow!

Flying over the heads of countless people, the Blood Dragon Horse leaped into the air and landed heavily on the ring.

The reins swung violently, and the blood dragon horse's forelimbs jumped high, roaring loudly, and forcefully offset the violent impact.

On the ring, horse hooves were flying.

Under the radiance of the morning light, the young man's long hair was flying, showing his flamboyance. He was wearing bright clothes and angry horses, with a determined expression. He would never look back until he saw the blazing flames and prosperity!

He must come to this battle!

For a moment, the scene on stage seemed to be frozen in time.

Many outer disciples were shocked by this scene and were completely speechless.

The horse's hoof fell again, Lin Yun turned over and dismounted, looked at the referee and said: "Fortunately, we caught up to the last moment, we can start."

"oh oh……"

The referee responded blankly twice before saying: "Your horse?"

Lin Yun paused slightly, patted the blood dragon horse's neck and said, "Xiaohong, get down."

Not knowing what its name was in the Yun family, Lin Yun picked one up casually and drove the blood dragon horse off the ring.

Blood Dragon Horse looked unhappy when being called Xiao Hong, but after Lin Yun patted her down, she still stood down obediently.

Once off the stage, Blood Dragon Horse's violent temper was clearly revealed.

This made the surrounding outer disciples look bitter and curse.

"This beast, get away."

"Oh, don't kick me..."

He was like a little bully who would kick anyone who scolded him, causing the nearby disciples to stay away as much as possible.

The audience was lively, but the stage was no less impressive.

When Zhou Yun saw Lin Yun who had arrived late, he was already filled with anger, and he never expected that Lin Yun would jump on his horse.

The bright clothes and angry horses completely blocked his limelight.

You must know that in this duel, in everyone's eyes, Lin Yun has no chance of winning. Everyone is watching this winning streak and Lin Yun, who has risen as a dark horse, will lose miserably!

But who knew that Lin Yun, who everyone thought should be a man with his tail between his legs, would actually make his debut in such a shocking way.

"Senior Brother Zhou, beat this sword slave to death and return him to his original form!"

Before it officially started, there was a roar from the audience, but it was Zhou Yun's henchman Chen Xiao.

He was punched by Lin Yun so hard that he couldn't get up. He was severely injured and missed the mid-year assessment.

It can be said that I hated Lin Yun so much that he was the first to wake up.

After a while, the outer disciples who had a good relationship with Zhou Yun began to ring one after another.

In the huge martial arts arena, no one cheered for Lin Yun.

Although he was alone and weak, Lin Yun had no fear, his eyes were clear and bright.

"In the second round, whoever loses will be eliminated. Please make sure you two go all out, let's start!"

The referee glanced at the two men, loudly announced the start, and then exited the ring.

This battle attracted so much attention, the place suddenly became quiet, and everyone held their breath.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Zhou Yun chuckled softly and said: "When I saw that you were about to time out, I actually felt a little pity in my heart. Lin Yun, it's really good that you can show up!"

The last two words were bitten extremely hard by Zhou Yun. When these two words fell, his face became so cold that it was terrifying.

"Kneel down!"

Caught off guard, with almost no warning, Zhou Yun suddenly shouted loudly.

Like thunder on the ground, deafening, with the word "kneel down" appearing, the peak aura of the seventh level of martial arts in him exploded crazily.

It was like a violent storm that rolled towards Lin Yun and enveloped it fiercely.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind on the stage, whistling loudly.

"What a strong momentum!"

"This Zhou Yun, it turns out that he has been hiding his strength before. This is almost completely comparable to a disciple of the eighth level of martial arts."

"It seems like he wants to severely humiliate this sword slave."

There were exclamations from the audience, a little surprised that Zhou Yun's true momentum was so strong.

The majestic momentum instantly enveloped Lin Yun.

I suddenly felt a mountain of pressure, and my whole body and limbs were all severely restricted.

Lin Yun's expression changed slightly. Only when he really faced Zhou Yun's momentum did he realize how terrifying he was.

The gap between the two realms is simply like a chasm, insurmountable.

Oops……

The movement of my internal energy was actually restricted.

Lin Yun's eyes showed a trace of panic. Unexpectedly, his inner energy was also restricted.

If the internal energy cannot operate and the dragon and tiger generate power, they will not be able to display it at all.

"Hold on? Let's see how long you can hold on!"

When he saw Lin Yun, he just looked ugly and did not kneel down.
To be continued...