I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when Princess Fenghua mentioned the four words Lingxiao Jiange, her eyes paused on Lin Yun for a moment.
But it was only a moment. After a while, the cold and floating voice continued: "Lin Yun, fight against the Young Master Ye of Yunxiao Jian Pavilion!"
Well!
As soon as he finished speaking, Longmen Square was in an uproar and sensation.
"Lin Yun vs. Young Master Ye?"
"This luck is a bit bad. The first opponent in the other group is actually Mr. Ye, one of the eighth princes."
"If I remember correctly, Mr. Ye's junior brother seemed to die at Lin Yun's hands?"
"Hehe, this strange group battle has many highlights. First, there are the rookie list monster Bai Lixuan fighting Zuo Yun, and then there is a battle between the young master and the young master. At present, Lin Yun actually happened to meet Young Master Ye."
"I don't know who will be promoted to the quarterfinals and become the new young master."
With the result of the lottery, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became very hot.
Just listening to the various results of this lottery can be enough to imagine how intense the battle between the different groups will be in three days.
I have to say that this year's Longmen Competition has indeed attracted too many highlights.
"Haha, interesting. I didn't meet Mr. Feiyu, but I got Mr. Ye. After all, it's just a word for death."
Ye Feng, who heard the lottery results, was surprised and laughed sarcastically.
"Senior Brother Ye, you are a fellow disciple, and you're a little too mean."
Xinyan frowned slightly and looked at the other person with a cold expression.
"Just, am I wrong? Or do you think Lin Yun will definitely defeat Mr. Ye, I'm afraid you don't believe it."
Ye Feng didn't care and said with a calm smile.
"you!"
Xinyan's face suddenly became dark. She was about to get angry but was stopped by Lin Yun.
Lin Yun said calmly: "Senior Brother Ye, please care more about your opponent. The Baibeast Sect is definitely not as simple as you think."
"Is that so? What's the fear of a barbarian in the mountains? I travel around the world and have much higher knowledge than you."
Ye Feng's eyes flashed with disdain and said lightly.
Lin Yun didn't say much when he saw this, but he kept sneering in his heart.
If this guy really thinks like this, he will suffer a great loss. But it doesn’t matter. If the other party doesn’t appreciate it, there is no need to say more to him.
"Elder Luo."
Just at this moment, Luo Feng walked back from the platform, and Ye Feng suddenly restrained himself a lot when he saw this.
"You all know your opponent, right?"
"Know."
Luo Feng first glanced at Bai Lixuan and pondered: "Bai Lixuan, your opponent is Zuo Yun from Hunyuan Sect. I have seen this person at the Qiongtai party, it's not simple."
"Maybe."
Bai Lixuan ignored it and smiled casually. Obviously, he did not take Zuo Yun seriously.
"Ye Feng, your opponent is Feng Ye. This person has an adventure in the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, so it should not be underestimated."
Luo Feng did not blame or worry much about Bai Lixuan.
After all, after breaking through the Holy Body, Luo Feng's realm can see some hidden aura on the other party.
Very scary, far more than just as simple as it appears.
However, although Ye Feng's realm has reached half a step in the Purple Mansion, there is no need to say much about his combat experience.
But the opponent is the monster of the barbarian race.
Anyone who encounters something in the secret realm of Demon Lotus will definitely not be a weak person. The one who is most afraid of Ye Feng underestimating the enemy.
"It's not going to be underestimated, but I'm sure I want to beat him."
Ye Feng did not dare to be arrogant in front of Elder Luo, but he was also very arrogant in his words.
"So the best."
Luo Feng nodded, and his eyes finally fell on Lin Yun, and his face became nervous like never before.
"Lin Yun, your opponent is..."
"I know that my opponent is Young Master Ye, one of the eighth princes. It is rumored that he will be able to kill powerful men in the Zifu realm long ago."
Lin Yun smiled and said softly.
"You guy, you can actually laugh. Could it be that you are really sure to defeat Mr. Ye?"
Luo Feng was a little stunned, then smiled, his expression calmed down a little.
"50%, at least 50%.
Lin Yun said calmly, but very seriously.
The rest of the people were stunned and showed puzzled expressions.
Luo Feng just said it casually, but he didn't expect that Lin Yun would answer so seriously.
"How can a person who can kill the ferocious beast in the Purple Mansion Realm with bare hands not even have a chance? Elder Luo Feng, don't underestimate our Junior Brother Lin Yun."
Bai Lixuan smiled mysteriously and suddenly spoke.
Lin Yun's face changed slightly, a sharp edge flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, the person who secretly peeked at me that day was really you."
In the Dead Wasteland, when he fought against monsters, he always felt that someone was secretly peeking.
But the other party hid it very well, so good that he thought it was just his own illusion.
"Elder Luo, I'll say goodbye first."
Bai Lixuan did not deny it or admit it, and left directly.
"I'm leaving, too."
Ye Feng looked at Lin Yun and seemed quite surprised to Bai Lixuan's words.
However, can you have 50% chance of defeating Young Master Ye if you can kill the monsters in the Purple Palace?
Young Master Ye can kill a real strongman in the Purple Mansion realm.
50% chance?
I think there is no 20%...
Of course, with Elder Luo Feng here, he would only say this in his heart.
In Longmen Square, there were only a few spectators left, and almost all the disciples of each sect had left.
We all found a place to rest, and waited for three days to fight in the other group more intensely.
Luo Feng didn't care much about Bai Lixuan's words and reminded him: "Lin Yun, don't wander around the imperial capital. It's best to stay at the branch of the Jiange for three days."
"clear."
Although no one dares to touch him blatantly at the foot of the imperial city, it is not safe.
"Hehe, brother, let's go to Wanbao Pavilion."
Li Wuyou narrowed his eyes and said to Lin Yun: "This time, Wanbao Pavilion is not optimistic that you will appear in the Longmen Competition. The odds are close to one to two. I bet you will definitely come, just making a small profit."
"What's the odds at the top of my list?"
Lin Yun asked casually.
"If I remember correctly, it's almost 10. Qin Yu has the lowest odds, only a few minutes. I'm so angry that he seems to be on the top of the list."
"So high?"
Lin Yun was slightly shocked, and he didn't expect that his odds would be close to the exaggerated number of 1 to 10.
But after thinking about it, it's normal.
The biggest favorite in the competition for the top spot is naturally the seven young masters, among which Qin Yu must be the most popular.
Wanbao Pavilion is not optimistic about him even participating in the Longmen Competition, so how could he be optimistic about him winning the top spot?
I'm afraid that others will not believe that he can win the top spot.
No matter how exaggerated the odds are, there will not be many people who dare to bet really.
Retracting his thoughts, Lin Yun whispered: "Wanbao Pavilion, I won't go. I want to go to Jianlin, senior sister, Wuyou, do you want to go with me?"
"I won't go, I'm so tired. Junior brother, remember not to be late!"
Xinyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and her cool face showed a rare lazy look, which was so beautiful that it was thrilling.
"Are you buried in the sword forest? I'll forget it..."
Li Wuyou smiled awkwardly, obviously still a little afraid of Thirteenth Master.
...
At night, stars are shrouded in.
The imperial capital is on the edge of the cold lake outside the sword forest.
Lin Yun rode on the Blood Dragon Horse, with mixed emotions and a serious expression.
Senior sister knew that Brother Xinjue's body was here, and if she didn't come, she would be unable to face it.
The smiley face, which looks like a flower, has not really healed.
Not to mention senior sister, even he has so much courage to face Xinjue.
Facing Brother Xinjue, who died to protect his life.
But some things must be faced and avoided in the end, which are the choices that the weak will make.
A cold edge burst out from Lin Yun's pupils, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"
Da da da da da!
The blood dragon horse turned into a terrifying geese and rushed out like lightning, walking on the water in the misty cold lake.
Halfway through the journey, thick fog dissipated on the lake surface and a small boat was on.
An old man dressed as a fisherman at the bow, wearing a straw raincoat, wearing a hat, and fishing with a pole in the sky with a starry sky.
"Come?"
Before the straw raincoat moved, the old man's low voice came out. He didn't have to look up to know who was coming. Except for Lin Yun, there would be no one else.
"The group stage of the Longmen Competition is over and there is three days to rest, so I want to come here to see Thirteenth Master."
Lin Yun turned over and landed on the lake, patted the Blood Dragon Horse, and came to the side of the Thirteenth Master of the bow.
I haven't seen you for a long time. Under the hat, Thirteenth Master's weathered face seemed to look older.
"Master Thirteen, your hair is completely white."
Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he suddenly spoke.
"The little guy is intent."
Under the hat, Thirteenth Master's unkind face showed a smile.
"The Longmen Competition is held every three years. With your ninth level of Xuanwu cultivation, I'm afraid no one can be optimistic about you until the end. Someone in Jiange should have advised you to participate in it in three years. Why are you so anxious?"
Thirteenth Master held the fishing rod, looked at the endless lake, and said calmly.
"Accepting the promises of others, you must keep them."
Lin Yun said calmly: "I don't want to leave regrets, nor do I want to let the people I care about suffer for three years."
If you don’t top the list, you can’t rescue all the people from the Ye family, and you can’t let Sister Xinyan restore her surname.
This thorn has been pierced in the senior sister's heart for many years, and she has already suffered and hurt.
What's more, three years have been too long.
"Don't leave any regrets?"
"Yes, leave no regrets, just seize the day."
The stars shine and the night sky is bright.
The stars all over the sky fell on Lin Yun's face. He looked at Hanhu, showed a relieved smile, and said firmly in a deep voice: "Xiang Jianzhixin, there is no regret in this life!"
"No regrets are left, just seize the day; if you look to the sword, you will have no regrets in this life!"
The Thirteenth Master slowly turned his head and looked at the young man's pretty face, his eyes falling on the purple mark on the center of his eyebrows.
Be a slave for a day and have seals for life.
But looking at the smile bathed in the stars on the boy's face, this purple mark did not reduce his charm at all, but was like a star, showing more ostentatiousness.
But if you only want to seize the day and have no regrets in this life, you will be a little frivolous after all, and after all, you are just a boy.
But so what?
Young, so is the bento!
"Thirteenth Master, the fish is on the bait!"
Lin Yun looked at the shaking fishing line and said excitedly.
"Haha, it's a hook. I've been fishing for ten years and ate the hook twice, but it's been shaken away by it. This is the third time. If I don't, I'm afraid I won't be able to take the hook in this life. Little guy, dare to take it for me.
Am I pulling the rod?"
Thirteenth Master showed a teenage smile on his old face and said provocatively.
"Why not dare!"
Lin Yun's eyes lit up and he stepped forward and picked up the fishing rod.