"Far-sighted, restrained, and a good person." This is Lin Yun's evaluation of Jian Zizi.
Although Lin Yun's evaluation of him was just "good", it was already a very high evaluation.
Lin Yun had seen too many geniuses in his previous life, and it could be said that there were very few geniuses that Lin Yun could evaluate well.
However, if other people heard Lin Yun's evaluation of Jian Zizi, they would definitely be frightened and lose their teeth.
After all, Jian Zizai is now known as the peerless monster of the General Alliance, and he is the favorite to win the championship along with Kuchiki Hao and Wei Shenmo.
How can such a peerless genius be described as good?
The first round of the finals is gradually coming to an end.
In this round, Lin Yun did not meet any direct disciples, and then fought against the chief core disciples of the Assassin Sect and the Hell Sect.
As you can imagine, Lin Yunjie won without any pressure.
As night falls, the first round of the finals also comes to an end.
The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell on the Sanctuary Temple, the second round of the finals also began.
"Finals, second round, first game, Jiang Yun versus Sima Ruicai!"
In the first game of the second round, Lin Yun played.
After hearing the word 'Jiang Yun', Sima Ruicai also gave up and admitted defeat.
In the battle with Chen Hongshui yesterday, his defensive puppets had been torn apart, and the strength shown by Lin Yun was too terrifying, and he did not dare to fight Lin Yun.
Lin Yun didn't have much reaction to this, but the audience was a little surprised.
After all, only direct disciples could make these chief core disciples surrender without a fight. They never thought that Lin Yun would now become a figure comparable to his direct disciples in the minds of these chief core disciples.
Time flew by, and as several games ended one after another, Lin Yun's game came again.
"Finals, second round, sixth game, Jiang Yun vs. Chen Hongshui!"
When these two names appeared at the same time, everyone in the audience immediately started whispering to each other.
One is the dark horse of Alliance Wufu, maintaining a record of unbeatable victories.
One is a direct disciple of the Formation Sect, who also has a record of victory.
This was also Lin Yun's first time fighting against his direct disciple. Everyone wanted to see whether it was a dark horse that pulled his direct disciple off the altar, or whether his direct disciple killed a dark horse under the horse.
Everyone's interest was extremely high, and some people even opened a betting market. However, Lin Yun's odds were very high. It was obvious that everyone was not optimistic about Lin Yun.
On the ring, Lin Yun and Chen Hongshui looked at each other.
Chen Hongshui looked at Lin Yun and smiled: "I saw you take action in the regional competition. I have to admit that you are very strong."
"It's a pity that your unbeatable record will be ended by me here."
"Are you confident in your formation talisman?" Suddenly, Lin Yun raised his head and stared at Chen Hongshui.
When Chen Hongshui heard Lin Yun's words, he couldn't help but be stunned. Then he snorted coldly and said proudly: "Of course! My attainments in formation talismans are unmatched by anyone in the formation sect except the sect leader."
Lin Yun changed the subject and said: "If a warrior does not pay attention to his own cultivation and relies on the formation talismans, he will never achieve great things."
This is Lin Yun's inner voice. Although he is proficient in formations and talismans, he will learn no matter what other fields they are in.
In the last life, he also saw the power of the formation talisman, relying on one hand of formation talisman to crush thousands of enemies. Unfortunately, he could only crush tens of millions of enemies, but could not stand at the top.
Once the formation talisman fails, or there is no formation talisman, these people will be vulnerable.
Lin Yun's words obviously touched Chen Hongshui's nerves.
Chen Hongshui immediately sneered and said: "Do you look down on our formation sect? In that case, I will give you ten moves. Within ten moves, if you can defeat me and break my hidden world talisman, I, Chen Hongshui, will give up and admit defeat!"
"Whenever I meet you again, I will give up and admit defeat."
Such words naturally boosted the morale of the entire Formation Sect disciples, and everyone was chanting Chen Hongshui's name.
The disciples of the Alliance Martial House did not dare to refute at this moment. After all, Lin Yun was not Wang Jizhong.
If it was Wang Jizhong, they were sure that Chen Hongshui would never dare to say such arrogant words.
Even Xia Houyang and the others felt that it was impossible for Lin Yun to break Chen Hongshui's Hidden World Talisman within ten moves.
Although Chen Hongshui is the weakest among the twelve direct disciples.
But no matter how weak he is, he is still his direct disciple.
Even if a tiger falls in Pingyang, it will still be a tiger after all.
At this moment, Lin Yun said in a light tone: "Are there only ten moves?"
"Aren't ten moves not enough?"
"Why is this Jiang Yun so shameless! Senior Brother Chen is a very generous person. I just gave him ten moves, but he went even further!"
"This guy is so hateful! If you ask me, Senior Brother Chen can't even give him ten moves! Just defeat him with one move and let him see clearly how much he weighs."
Amidst everyone's scolding, Chen Hongshui saw Lin Yun holding out five fingers and couldn't help but smile: "Do you want me to give you fifty moves? It's not impossible. After all, they are just trash from the Alliance Martial House. A beggar wears it." Even if you wear the dragon robe, you won't become a prince."
These words completely angered the disciples of the Alliance Martial House, and they were once again called useless.
However, Lin Yun's next words made all the disciples of the Alliance Martial Palace and the General Alliance quiet down.
"I think you misunderstood. What I meant was that I asked you to take fifty moves. If you can defeat me within fifty moves, I will abstain from the next game and withdraw from the General League Conference."
Lin Yun spoke very calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, and his face was expressionless, not like he was joking.
"Jiang Yun! What are you talking about?" Xia Houyang reacted for the first time, stood up and roared.
The Xiahou Alliance Martial House finally managed to have one person enter the top twenty in the General Alliance Conference, and now Lin Yun actually said such a thing.
You know, now if he abstains and withdraws, Lin Yun can only be in the top 20.
And even if Lin Yun loses this game, at least if he wins the following games, he still has a chance to score a few more points.
A single ranking difference in this General League Conference is a huge difference.
At this moment, everyone reacted and looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
"What did he just say? Fifty moves? He wants the formation clan to pass on fifty moves to his disciples?"
"You heard it right, a late-level fourth-level Martial King has to take fifty moves from a ninth-level Martial King."
"Hahaha! Isn't this guy crazy? He feels that he will definitely lose, but now he can still speak quickly."
No one believed what Lin Yun said, because in their opinion, Lin Yun was already crazy.
Now even the space lords and others are shaking their heads, feeling that Lin Yun is too arrogant.