The Jin Qiu was obtained by Xuanzong's group. During the subsequent snatching process, the Zanzong's group tried their best, but still failed to achieve their wish and paid a heavy price.
The lower level of Kaimai were seriously injured and the eighth level of Body Refining was seriously injured. On the contrary, the three people who were at the lower level of Body Refining of the fifth, sixth and seventh levels were also injured, but their injuries were relatively minor.
At another venue, the situation was similar.
The Jin Qiu was obtained by Xuanzong's group, and they successfully kept the Jin Qiu and placed it on another high platform.
Xuanzong was in a group of six people, four of whom were seriously injured and two of whom were slightly injured. Among them, the eighth level of body refining was attacked by three opponents during the snatching process. He was hit in the face, lower back, and abdomen at the same time, and passed out on the spot.
The people watching the battle on the sidelines formed a sky of ice and fire. The people of the Miscellaneous Sect seemed to be covered by a dark cloud, their faces were darkened and their auras were heavy, while the people of the Xuanzong were thundering with joy.
With the participation of Xuanzong's three hundred disciples, the second round of the re-election is no longer a simple election of the inner sect, but a duel between disciples of the two sects. Even in the minds of many people in the Zanzong, the latter's victory or defeat is greater than that of the other sects.
The former is more important.
The expressions of the more than ten deacons in the prison were not very good. During the two confrontations, the two groups of Xuanzong cooperated tacitly and attacked ruthlessly. It didn't take much thinking to know that they must have made preparations in advance.
On the high platform, Guo Huai and the other five people certainly saw it and were convinced that Shi Junjie's proposal was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but was premeditated.
But the done thing is done and we can only continue.
You must know that among the outer sect disciples, those who are in the Pulse Opening Realm are all quasi-inner sect disciples, and Luo Yi is almost certain to enter the inner sect.
A glimmer of gloom flashed in Lin Hao's eyes, but he did not give up. He quickly caught up and said, "I came to you specifically. I just want to say a few words. Just listen."
In the following two confrontations, the two groups of miscellaneous sects only won one gold ball, and in the process, everyone was injured again.
Lin Hao was a little surprised. He didn't expect Lin Ansheng to draw a clear line as soon as he opened his mouth. Looking at that calm little face, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of strangeness.
He stopped being hypocritical and polite, moved closer, and whispered in a low voice that the two of them could hear: "Three of my five senior brothers and sisters from Xuanzong died tragically, one is still missing, and one is seriously injured and has not recovered yet. You and those few miscellaneous
The disciples of the sect are the biggest suspects. I, Deacon Shen of the Zanzong, lost his arm as a gift from you. Don’t think that hiding in the Zanzong will make you fine. Blood debts must be paid with blood."
"I have a message for your senior brothers and sisters. Be careful in the team confrontation tomorrow. I will personally give you some advice. You can also give it to them. You should be smart and take the initiative to withdraw. You have seen several confrontations today. Unless there is a miracle, otherwise
Luo Yi, the most advanced among the outer disciples of your miscellaneous sect, is dead."
If the spiritual world is compared to a battlefield, a sect is like an army. Strengthening oneself is the key to survival on the battlefield. Strengthening oneself does not lie in recharging one's energy but in going through hundreds of battles.
Everything has a degree.
Among them, the two in the Kai Pulse Realm were the most seriously injured. They were both surrounded by three people. One passed out and died on the spot, and the other fell to the ground with blood spurting from his mouth.
"I'll say it again, I have nothing to do with the Lin family. I can't remember who you are, and I don't want to remember."
Nearly two hours later.
After saying that, he started to leave.
Seeing that handsome face, Lin Ansheng was a little stunned. The memory of the original person was evoked in his mind, and he frowned.
Lin Ansheng looked at his back steadily, his eyes a little cold.
Lin Hao walked closer and looked at Lin Ansheng a few times. Seeing that the latter did not speak, he smiled warmly and said, "Why, you don't recognize my appearance."
"Lin Ansheng." Amidst the complaints and vents from the miscellaneous sects, Lin Ansheng left the stage together with the sect chefs. As soon as he left the martial arts arena, he heard someone calling his name. He turned around and saw a man named Xuan.
The young man in military robes squeezed through the crowd.
One of the martial arts elders finally couldn't help but said: "It's getting late, let's call it a day."
Guo Huai and the other five remained calm until the next two confrontations. Luo Yi, who was the most advanced among the outer disciples and was a high-grade Kai Mai, was surrounded by four people in the process of snatching the golden ball.
After punching him in the abdomen, he fell to the ground miserably, convulsing all over.
After saying that, he gave Lin Ansheng a sneer and turned away.
After counting the profits from the small pot dishes, Lin Ansheng handed over the share to the sect to the accounting room. The manager was not here, so he kept the rest. He didn’t have much appetite for dinner, so he only took a morning’s white-flour steamed buns from the kitchen and chewed them.
Went to the canteen in front.
The four people from Guo Huai intertwined their eyes and nodded silently one after another. It was indeed the point where they had to stop.
The auras of the miscellaneous sects watching the battle on the sidelines became increasingly heavy, the Xuanzong people became more and more excited, and the faces of the deacons in the prison became increasingly ugly.
Zong Chef.
Think of it as a great baptism for the outer disciples, and it may not be a bad thing for the sect.
If too many of them are seriously injured or suffer fundamental injuries, the quality of the inner sect's election will be greatly reduced, which will definitely be a disaster rather than a blessing for the sect.
Today's confrontation was originally scheduled for ten games, but was shortened to six and ended hastily.
Lin Ansheng didn't want to have any more interactions with the Lin family, but they did meet him after all.
That is to say, he looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure, a handsome face, and a sharp look in his eyes.
In the six confrontations, all six of the Miscellaneous Sect's six meridians were injured, and four of them were carried out of the field. You can imagine how serious the injuries were.
During the inner election, the canteen proofing time was pushed back half an hour. There were still many people eating and drinking. Lin Ansheng came to see Xu Le. Looking around, he saw Xu Le, Shi Yurou and Qin Qianqian.
The siblings sat at a table, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over.
Lin Ansheng shook his head: "I have been removed from the Lin family's genealogy and have no relationship with the Lin family."
Lin Ansheng interrupted him directly, his tone was indifferent and inhumane. When meeting someone you don't want to see, hypocritical politeness is just superfluous, just let the other person see your attitude clearly.
"When you suddenly disappeared, the Lin family searched all over Anyi."
Compared to the domineering and high-profile of Lin's parents and grandchildren, Lin Hao is much more low-key, but this low-key is not a real low-key, but a young and mature one, with hidden edge and more sinister intentions.
The young man is the son of the second eldest son of the Lin family, Lin Hao, and his nominal cousin.
"Ansheng, sit down." Lin Ansheng was still a few steps away. Qin Feng saw it first and moved half of his buttocks to make way for Lin Ansheng.
Since that time at the Discipline Hall, Qin Feng's attitude toward Lin Ansheng has changed dramatically. Perhaps because of his sister Qin Qianqian's relationship, his attitude towards Lin Ansheng has now become quite friendly.
"Why are you eating this? There isn't one in the kitchen." Lin Ansheng was not polite. After sitting down, Xu Le stared at the cold steamed bun in his hand. Lin Ansheng waved his hand: "I'm not hungry."
Then, he asked casually: "What are you talking about? Are you chatting so enthusiastically?"