Accompanying this sound, there was a steady and powerful footsteps, slowly coming from the thick smoke.
The whole place was silent, and everyone could clearly hear the "dong-dong-dong" footsteps.
One step, two steps...
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yun's figure appeared in front of everyone again.
Today, Lin Yun's clothes have basically been shattered, revealing his strong body.
But there was not even a single scratch on his whole body.
"Still... still alive? Can anyone slap me? Am I dreaming?"
"This is enough to threaten all warriors below the Half-Step Martial Saint level. He survived? This is impossible!"
"Not only did he survive, but his whole body was not injured at all?"
In an instant, the entire arena was boiling with excitement. Everyone's faces looked like they had eaten shit. They couldn't believe that Lin Yun had survived!
Ren Tianxing was also dumbfounded. Even he, a first-level martial master, did not expect that Lin Yun could survive.
"Okay, okay!" Xia Houyang looked up to the sky and cried.
At the same time, on the throne, the faces of the three Holy Lords also showed expressions of surprise.
"I guessed that he would survive, but I didn't expect that he would be unscathed." The Holy Lord of Illusion shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The deputy leader Yin Eclipse also turned to look at Huang Di and said, "I lost."
Seeing this scene, he knew that his bet with the space lord had been lost.
With such a defensive ability, apart from the three top geniuses Jian Zi Zai, Kuchiki Hao and Wei Shen Mo, probably only Jian Yan can hurt him.
"This son is not simple." The space lord rarely showed a solemn expression. Lin Yun became more and more powerful, and he became more interested in Lin Yun, and at the same time he became more and more suspicious of Lin Yun's identity.
He couldn't believe that such a peerless monster would appear in a small alliance martial arts house.
The reason why he stopped Ren Tianxing from taking action just now was because he wanted to see what kind of trump card Lin Yun had.
He had been paying attention to Lin Yun. In this "Ten Thousand Talisman Destruction", Lin Yun did not use any treasures at all, but relied on his own body to withstand the blow without any damage.
Lossless.
Judging from Lin Yun's current defensive power, it is almost comparable to that of the Martial Saint.
Seeing Lin Yun in front of him, Chen Hongshui couldn't help but smile helplessly.
"Let's take action, you still have forty-eight moves." Lin Yun's expression did not change. His current defensive ability is comparable to that of a martial saint. This move is impossible to hurt him.
Chen Hongshui raised his head, his eyes gradually changed from filled with murderous intent, to calm, to respect.
He took a step back, bowed to Lin Yun, and said, "I was wrong. Realm cannot determine everything. You taught me a lesson that I will never forget."
"In this game, Hongshui admits defeat. In the following games, as long as I encounter you, I will take the initiative to abstain."
After finishing speaking, Chen Hongshui walked off the stage without paying attention to the eyes of others.
It wasn't until the moment he stepped off the ring that he felt relieved and took a deep breath.
He understood that he had failed once again in this General League Conference.
In the last General League Conference, he was defeated at the hands of other direct disciples, and he had regrets and resentments.
This time, he was defeated by a late-level fourth-level Martial Emperor from the Alliance Martial House, but he had no complaints or regrets.
Because he knew that this young man was different from them. Among the twelve direct disciples, the only one who could rival him was probably Jian Zizai, a direct disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.
This is the strongest genius who is considered the number one among the young generation in the Sanctuary Alliance!
Ren Tianxing even forgot to announce the result. He was a little doubtful whether Lin Yun was holding on and was actually seriously injured.
He came to Lin Yun's side and put a hand on Lin Yun's shoulder, but found that there was no damage at all in Lin Yun's body.
At this moment, Ren Tianxing no longer cared about any competition. He looked at Lin Yun and said seriously: "Jiang Yun, after this general alliance meeting, come to my Ti Sect and give you the position of the next direct disciple.
"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Ren Tianxing on the ring in shock, their pupils filled with shock.
"What? Personal disciple?"
"Did I hear you right? Master Ren is going to make this fourth-level late-stage Martial Emperor the next direct disciple of the Ti Sect?"
"Ren Woxing is twenty-five years old this year. He will definitely not participate in the next General League Conference... This... does this mean that Jiang Yun will take his place after the General League Conference?"
However, at this moment, two more figures jumped down from the throne and came to the ring. They were the leader of the Ghost King Sect, Kuchiki Xiu, and the leader of the Immortal Sect, Ouyang Xie.
"Old man Ren, what you said is that for Jiang Yun's defense, coming to my Immortal Sect is the right way!" Ouyang Xie looked at Lin Yun with an evil smile and said, "Jiang Yun, with your defense power, I believe
I, come to my Immortal Sect, I will give you the seat of my direct disciple!"
"Don't listen to them. My Ghost King Sect specializes in cultivating the power of the soul. I am the only orthodox disciple in the Three Realms. Come to my Ghost King Sect! I will give you all my direct disciples!"
"Fart! You two old guys, you came here to steal someone from me, right? Are you going to have a fight if you don't accept it now!..."
For a moment, the entire arena was extremely noisy, and everyone was stunned.
They did not expect that the sect masters, who they usually respected so much, would now be quarreling like three old naughty boys in front of everyone because of Lin Yun.
As for the three direct disciples of the Ti Sect, the Ghost King Sect and the Immortal Sect, they were even more speechless.
Although they know that they are now over twenty-five years old, and they have nothing to do with the next General League Conference, so they must give up the position of their direct disciples.
But they never expected that their sect leader and teacher would say such words in front of everyone.
"Deputy leader, you are here to judge, what exactly is Jiang Yun..." Ren Tianxing and the other three argued to no avail. In the end, all three of them looked at the throne, and suddenly discovered that the deputy leader, Yin Eclipse, was already standing beside Lin Yun.
This is an extremely dangerous person, and Lin Yun knows it very well. However, even if the deputy leader Yin Eclipse is standing next to Lin Yun, Lin Yun still remains calm.
"Kid, you are very good. Are you interested in becoming my disciple?"
Everyone was speechless for a while. The dignified deputy leader of the Holy Alliance actually started to recruit Lin Yun.
The scene in front of them was also unbelievable to everyone.
A late-level fourth-level Martial Emperor defeated a direct disciple.
A disciple of the Alliance Martial House defeated a direct disciple!
This has never happened in the entire history of the General League Conference.