These two words were very light from Lin Yun's mouth, but when it fell into Ma Kui's ears, it was like a huge rock blocking his chest.
Kneel, or not?
A difficult choice was placed in front of Ma Kui.
A man has gold under his knees, and kneeling to someone other than his parents and teachers is the greatest humiliation.
If you don’t kneel down, how can you easily take back what you say in front of so many people in the sect?
The only hope is that Lin Yun is kind-hearted and proactively forgive him.
But now it seems that Lin Yun was unwilling to look at him at all and asked him to fulfill his promise.
As he advanced and retreated, Ma Kui felt as if he was dead and extremely frustrated.
The people who spoke for him before were silent and silent.
But all this is his own fault and no one can blame others.
thump!
In a very frustrated manner, Ma Kui blushed and knelt on the ring: "I had offended me so much, slandered Senior Brother Lin, and I would like to forgive me."
The scene was in an uproar, and they were all shocked by this scene.
A senior disciple of the outer sect actually knelt down to ask Lin Yun, who was originally a sword slave, for forgiveness.
But what can I do if I don't kneel...
Before, Ma Kui was aggressive and repeatedly forced each other, and Lin Yun was tolerant. There was a reason and there was a result. If he didn't make things difficult for Lin Yun, how could he put himself in such a situation?
Even if you say something you have swollen face and kneel down and your legs are broken, you have to swallow it honestly!
Ma Kui looked at Lin Yun carefully, but found that the other party was facing away from him and did not speak to him.
I couldn't help but feel a little angry, and when I wanted to get up on my own initiative.
Click!
A cold murderous intent suddenly came from Lin Yun, covering him.
Looking up, it was the Burial Flower Sword in Lin Yun's hand that moved inadvertently for a moment.
Suddenly, a lightning-like sword before Lin Yun sounded.
A sense of fear surged in Ma Kui's heart. He was a little afraid of himself. The moment he stood up, Lin Yun turned around and killed with a sword.
Cold sweat fell little by little from the forehead, and the kneeling body trembled slightly.
"It's embarrassing, why don't you go down quickly."
At this moment, the referee on the ring shouted coldly.
Ma Kui felt relieved and quickly stood up and left the ring in shame.
Lin Yun turned around and put the spiritual stone treasures on the arena and the picture scroll into the storage bag.
The referee announced at the right time that Lin Yun won.
At this point, Lin Yun has won thirteen consecutive victories along the way.
According to the setting that winning streak will increase points, Lin Yun appears in this group with almost no suspense.
"Be prepared, don't take what happened just now."
Seeing that Lin Yun's expression had not changed, the referee guessed that he must have felt bad inside, so he comforted him a few words.
A good fight was fought, and they defeated their opponents openly, but they were forced to search and were even shouted to get out by a group of people.
"Thank you."
Lin Yun responded and walked off the ring.
The disciple who watched the battle saw him coming and quickly made way out.
A farce ends here.
The mid-year assessment will continue.
Lin Yun's mentality did not receive much influence. He strolled in the martial arts field and observed some opponents from other groups.
In the six groups, he will almost certainly qualify.
As long as you don’t meet Zhang Han, the number one in the sixth group, you don’t even need to draw a sword.
At present, it is time to consider some opponents that need to be encountered in the second round of knockout round.
In the six groups, Lin Yun won consecutive victories with a dark horse, attracting attention.
Looking at the entire outer disciple of Qingyun Sect, Lin Yun’s winning streak is not so conspicuous.
Because when the elders of the sect were grouped, they had already broken up all the top masters.
There are also many people who have won consecutive victories in other groups.
There are even people who have achieved enough winning streaks and qualified in advance.
For example, Wang Fei in a group, his sword was as fast as his name, and he could even wield a shadow. The opponent could not even catch his eyes, and before he understood what was going on, the tip of the sword was pressed to the vital point.
Almost all those who meet him abstain from the right.
Among the top ten outside goals, he is even higher than Zhou Yun and ranked in the top three.
However, the real terror is Hu Zifeng, the number one outside player.
There is no need to participate in the group stage, just like the inner disciples, sitting on the high platform and watching the battle.
It makes sense to do so.
Hu Zifeng has a strong cultivation level and has reached the amazing eighth level of martial arts. It is rumored that he challenged some inner disciples two months ago, but he actually had a record of winning more than losing less!
This time I entered the inner door, it was almost certain.
Lin Yun looked at him and saw Beard Feng closing his eyes on the high platform to rest.
It seems that I have no interest in the group stage for the year-end assessment.
But when she was about to withdraw her gaze, she accidentally saw Su Ziyao's existence. She sat quietly on the high platform without saying a word.
But he attracted much attention, not only his fellow disciples, but also turned to her from time to time.
Even the senior officials of the sect admired her and looked at her with awe.
It seemed as if the future of the entire sect was all about her.
Her temperament is so unique that she can compare all the peers of the men and women around her.
The glory of everyone on his face will be eclipsed.
Lin Yun shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and noticed another battle.
It was Zhou Yun, the opponent who made him feel a little desperate two months ago.
Compared to the anger and unwillingness at that time, Lin Yun is now much more rational and observes the other party's battle calmly.
Unfortunately...it's not much value.
Zhou Yun's cultivation level of seventh level of martial arts has already stood out and he has almost no need to speak.
Standing on top, let your opponent retreat.
There was a disciple who was unwilling to give up and wanted to try it out, but in the face of his powerful aura, he felt even difficult to take a step.
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So strong! Judging from his momentum and his cultivation is progressing, I am afraid he is not far from the eighth level of martial arts."
Lin Yun frowned slightly. Although he didn't see the other party taking action, he was just based on this momentum.
It can be judged that if you want to defeat the opponent now, your chances of winning are still very low.
"Lin Yun vs. Zhang Han!"
Just as he was thinking, he announced his battle with Zhang Han in a ring in the sixth group.
After hearing this, Lin Yun touched his nose and said that his luck was really bad.
The sixth group has more than 200 outer disciples, each of whom only needs to fight thirty games. If you are lucky, you don’t have to encounter each other at all.
The most important thing is that Lin Yun is now winning streak, winning two more games, and then qualifying in advance.
"Lin Yun actually met Zhang Han!"
"It's really good now. Zhang Hanwu's seventh level of cultivation is recognized by the sixth group."
"But seeing Lin Yun wins all the way, he has the potential to compete for the first place."
"He used the Liufeng Sword Technique on the ring just now, and the rumors are true!"
A group of outer disciples had been clamoring to ask Lin Yun to go down.
Now that I heard that Lin Yun and Zhang Han were fighting, they all ran over with their faces licked, and the number of people was even worse than before.
Or in other words, these people all hope that Zhang Han can end Lin Yun in their hearts.
"What, you won't draw your sword when you meet me?"
Zhang Han was slightly stunned when he saw Lin Yun coming up with his hands empty, but he was much stronger than Ma Kui.
The anger in his heart was not revealed at all on his face.
A strong inner cultivation demonstrates his strong self-confidence.
Lin Yun ignored him and looked at the referee and said, "I abstain from this game."
“Abstain?”
"Are you mistaken? You actually abstained from the right?"
"This sword slave is not playing with us, but he finally met Zhang Han, but he actually gave up the right."
"I really don't have the ability to bully people with the sixth level of martial arts and their cultivation level are not as good as him."
A group of enthusiastic people couldn't stand it when they heard the word abstention.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
Facing the referee's question, Lin Yun nodded and said.
He thought clearly that if he wanted to win against Zhang Han, who was at the seventh level of martial arts, he had to use the Dacheng Liufeng Sword Technique.
It is not a good thing to expose your trump card in advance.
What's more, it's almost 100% for him to qualify in these six groups.
"Lin Yun abstains from the right, I announce that Zhang Han will win this game!"
After the referee was announced, Zhang Han showed a smile on his face and looked at Lin Yun and said, "That's right, you will definitely qualify in the sixth group. It is the smartest way to retreat when you see the difficulties. I appreciate you a little now, hahahaha!
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In Zhang Han's opinion, Lin Yun must have been expected to lose to him, so he took the initiative to abstain.
This undoubtedly demonstrated his strength even more, and he was quite satisfied with it.
With a loud laugh, straightened his chest and walked off the ring.
Lin Yun rolled his eyes in his heart, and was speechless at Zhang Han who was thinking about himself.