By the third round, there were more than 5,000 registered disciples who had won and drawn, and they were divided into more than 2,500 groups and faced off against each other in the square at the same time.
In this round, Liu Yun faced a middle-aged man named Wang Fucai. He was dressed like a scholar, taller than Liu Yun, and looked gentle.
"Yes, you are really lucky to be able to enter the third round. If you can't make it, I wonder if you have the ability to survive my means, or will you be killed directly by me?" What Wang Fortune said
, which is in sharp contrast to his appearance. He looks gentle, but his words are extremely domineering, and he is also nakedly provocative, trying to overwhelm Liu Yun in terms of momentum before he takes action.
"Really? However, I hope you are also a piece of shit that makes me lucky!" Liu Yun is also not polite. When dealing with those who disgust him, he must fight back and never give in.
"You brat, how dare you scold me? Let's see if I don't beat you until you cry for father and mother..." Wang Fortune waved his hand and punched him. This punch was many times stronger than his opponents in the previous two rounds.
There was a punch that was going to blow Liu Yun to death. After Wang Fortune punched out, a powerful force, like an overwhelming force, directly pressed towards Liu Yun. Faced with the pressure of the punch, Liu Yun did not dare to neglect, and
He did not want to take the attack forcefully, but cleverly used the "Wings of Meditation, I Fly" move in the Divine Meditation Technique to prepare to easily avoid Wang Fu's direct killing move.
Once the Divine Meditation Technique was used, Liu Yun's figure was like a phantom, dodging Wang Fucai's punch with great precision, and the clothes on his body vibrated violently due to the wind of the fist. Wang Fucai thought he was
His eyes were dazzled, how could the kid in front of him avoid his full blow? He even wondered if it was his miscalculation that caused the punch to go wrong, saving Liu Yun from misfortune.
After failing to hit Liu Yun with one move, Wang Fortune continued to punch a second time. This punch took over the residual power of his first punch, and the power of the punch seemed to be even more powerful than the first punch. Steel strength, even if it was a direct hit
The rock would probably be shattered immediately. At the same time, to be on the safe side, Wang Fortune immediately changed his pace before the second punch had complete consequences and approached Liu Yun directly. In this way, Liu Yun had no time to retreat and fight.
He dodged it and had no choice but to take the move forcefully and compete with Wang Fucai face to face for strength.
With such a domineering killing move, Liu Yun felt that he should compete with him, which could be regarded as fulfilling the opponent's wish. Of course, even if he did not fight with him, he could never retreat. In Liu Yun's view, if he retreated in the face of a duel, he would
The true nature of a lost man who moves forward courageously.
Therefore, Liu Yun puffed up his chest, neither retreating nor dodging, and took the attack head-on.
Just when Wang Fufu was about to kill Liu Yun, Liu Yun had already integrated the two special skills of controlling the moment and fisting the world together, and used them together, an extremely pure force and Wang Fufu's
The fists collided, and with a bang, Wang Fortune was knocked to the ground.
In the third round, Liu Yun was the first named disciple to win. Moreover, he made such a big noise that the audience outside the square screamed in surprise.
"What is going on? In the blink of an eye, using the two unique skills of controlling the moment and fisting the world, I knocked the opponent to the ground and couldn't move for a moment. What a cruel person!"
"It is said that this man of wealth almost made the cut in last year's promotion round. I didn't expect that he would fall so quickly in the third round of this year's promotion round. It's such a pity."
"Who is this Liu Yun? How can he master the two unique skills of controlling the instant and fisting the universe? Only the disciples of the academy are qualified to practice these two unique skills. Does he have any backers in the East Academy?"
"Yes, I heard that he is a member of Senior Brother Liu's family. He came from the Liu family in the secular world of Senior Brother Liu. Senior Brother Liu must have pointed him out..."
"Oh, it would be great if we had a backer like Senior Brother Liu to spy on the special skills that only the disciples of the academy can learn in advance."
"Stop dreaming... Look, someone else has won..."
After Liu Yun defeated Wang Fortune, he quickly aroused discussions among some of the registered disciples who were watching the battle. However, except for the clever use of the Meditation God Technique, the other moves he used were all authentic sect secrets, so they did not cause too much trouble among others.
Lots of speculation.
Liu Yun returned to his seat to rest. Just when he wanted to watch the competition on the field, Liu Lianfeng came to him with a bruised face and a swollen nose: "There is no way, I am not strong enough, I can only admit defeat. I am eliminated like this, and I can only advance."
I’ll have to wait until next year.”
"Don't worry too much about gains and losses. As long as you practice hard, you will definitely achieve something in the future. If my estimate is good, by the end of the fifth round, someone will definitely be dead or injured. Fortunately, you didn't fight them desperately. This is your own fault.
If you don’t live, how can you participate in spiritual practice?”
"I have only practiced for a few days, and it is beyond my expectation that I can achieve such strength. In fact, I am quite satisfied with my performance in these three rounds."
Liu Yun patted Liu Lianfeng's shoulder and expressed his agreement. Even if this promotion competition gave him a little setback, it would be a good start for his future cultivation. If there are setbacks and difficulties, as long as he can face them calmly and find ways to improve his cultivation.
To do is to make progress.
In the fourth round, more than 2,500 registered disciples who had won and drawn were divided into more than 1,250 groups to compete.
In this round, Liu Yun advanced more easily than in the previous three rounds. During the break, Liu Yun overheard some discussions among the registered disciples about what kind of growth process the disciples of the academy had to go through.
In the east courtyard, there are about 10,000 to 20,000 disciples. They usually go out to practice or go into seclusion to improve. All chores in the courtyard are performed by registered disciples. Only during the qualifying competition of the disciples at the end of each year, they
They will gather together to determine the qualifications for the sect disciple recruitment competition through the qualifying competition. Only the winner in the sect disciple qualifying competition can truly become a sect disciple. If this sect disciple is placed in the secular world
, the worst is the status of a prince, or the supreme martial arts king, respected by the world.
At the end of last year, that is, a month ago, Zhou Shunxin won the first place in the ranking of disciples of the East Campus. It was because of offending him, Lao Chen in the kitchen was demoted from a disciple to a registered disciple, just like a beloved son who was relegated to the cold palace.
.It can be seen how high the status of the disciples of the courtyard is, let alone the number one disciple of the courtyard.
In the fifth round, Liu Yun and more than 1,250 others were divided into more than 600 groups to compete. The winner was undoubtedly this year's new disciple.
"Becoming a disciple of the academy is to enter the palace, and it is also a mortal to truly start to join the ranks of immortals." Walking next to Liu Yun, a registered disciple who had just won sighed.
"Then it depends on the last round. Only the winner can become a disciple of the courtyard, so even if you die in battle, why would you come here after all the hardships?" Another person who followed him next to him said.
The named disciple gritted his teeth and vowed to fight to the death in the last round.
"Now, let's proceed to the final round of the promotion competition. The registered disciples who won in the fourth round are asked to quickly find their position according to the results of the draw. The competition will start soon." An elder from the courtyard walked to the competition field and said
Announce loudly.
The noise was immediately suppressed, and tens of thousands of people fell silent.
Liu Yun faced a strong middle-aged man with a slight beard on his face and an imposing figure. His name was Shi Zhanhua, and he seemed to be a strong one among the registered disciples of the East Campus.
"Little brother, it's not easy for you to make it all the way to the last round. But this round will be a life and death fight. I hope you can do your best. I will never be merciful." Shi Zhanhua said bluntly.
.
"That's natural. I also hope you will do your best. After all, you only get this opportunity once a year. If you miss it, you will have to wait another year." Liu Yun nodded and agreed with Shi Zhanhua's words.
"Okay, I'm here..." As soon as Shi Zhanhua finished speaking, he made sealing fist seals with both hands, surrounding himself and Liu Yun tightly. Liu Yun did not resist, but just watched Shi Zhanhua's every move with concentration. At this time
, Shi Zhanhua hit a dragon-tiger combination punch. The shadow of the punch was like the wind, appearing or disappearing, but the murderous intention emerged from the move. If you don't pay attention, you will be killed.
Liu Yun was on high alert, dodged a few steps to the left and right, and once again integrated the two unique skills of instant control and fist, palm, and universe, he went to catch Shi Zhanhua's dragon-tiger double-shaped combination fist. The two powerful fist styles collided together.
It was like the sound of thunder, mixed with electric sparks... Neither side got any advantage, but the power of Liu Yun's fist pushed Shi Hua Zhen back half a step.
"This person is really powerful. He can take my dragon-tiger combination punch without changing his expression, and he can also knock himself back with the strength of his punch. It seems that the only way to do this is to be more ruthless with him and use ruthless moves."
Defeated him." Shi Zhanhua thought in his mind, and without slowing down, he pulled out a long sword from the void and made a series of hand seals, seeming to control Liu Yun tightly. Moreover, the long sword in his hand
He took out his hand and stabbed Liu Yun quickly.
In an ever-changing situation, if you are careless or respond improperly, your life may be in danger. Liu Yun dare not neglect, he immediately used his true skills, followed his heart, and integrated the meditation magic into the control of the moment, and his power was greatly increased.
The flying long sword was firmly fixed in the space of 0.1 cm in front of his chest. No matter how Shi Zhanhua controlled it, the long sword seemed to be disobedient and remained motionless. After a stalemate like this for a while, Shi Zhanhua
Hua Da had big beads of sweat streaming down his forehead, and his face began to turn pale.
In fact, Shi Zhanhua's long sword is a flying sword that his elder brother Shi Zhancai personally refined for him. It is specially used as a secret weapon for Shi Zhanhua to use in the promotion competition to kill his opponents at critical moments. Who is Shi Zhanhua? He is
The chief elder of the East Elder's Home, apart from Senior Brother Liu, has the greatest real power.