When the referee was about to announce that Yun Zhen won directly, Longmen Square suddenly started to stir up again. Many people turned around and saw a young man in blue wearing a sword box on his back, riding a dragon horse as red as bloody as red as the entrance of the square.
.Facing the rising sun, he walked in slowly.
Needless to say, the young man who appeared here was naturally the burial flower boy Lin Yun.
After seeing Lin Yun's appearance and being surprised and shocked, many people showed excited smiles on their faces.
"Here you come!"
"This guy finally arrived. He should have time to fight Yun Zhen." Bai Lixuan's eyes flashed with strange colors and he muttered to himself softly.
In the direction of Moyue Villa, Si Xueyi shook the folding fan on her face and smiled at the corner of her mouth.
Some people laughed happily, while others laughed hideously, such as Qin Yu next to the Purple Blue Throne. He was stunned at first, then sneered, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Finally, it was coming, otherwise it would be a real trouble. His right fist was clenched, showing the anger and ecstasy in his heart.
After dealing with the elders and disciples of the sect, Lin Yun soared into the air, landed steadily on the platform, and pondered: "I should be late."
Why are you late?
Because he encountered a crisis that he had never encountered since his practice. In the process of comprehension of the innate sword intent, he encountered the inner demon, which was like a nightmare, an extremely long nightmare.
Fortunately, this nightmare finally woke up.
The boy looked up at the sky, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth. Maybe Brother Xinjue had been watching him in the sky all the time.
The referee touched his beard and smiled, "It's okay, it's not too late. He caught up with the final game of the semi-finals. Since everyone has come, it's not too long to talk about it. The final game of the semi-finals will start directly."
Going to start?
The crowd in Longmen Square suddenly felt excited. There was no doubt that the battle between Hua Hua Gongzi and Yun Zhen's young master would inevitably be quite fierce.
Originally, everyone thought Lin Yun had abstained from power and was destined to miss this battle.
But unexpectedly, Lin Yun rushed back at the critical moment.
How can it not be gratifying to let this battle that should have been missed again?
"Who said we were going to start?"
Yun Zhen showed a sneer on his face and looked at the referee and said, "Your Excellency, it seems that I have forgotten that this battle will only begin."
"This... you do have this right, but I remember correctly. You didn't say that before."
The referee was stunned and frowned.
He thought that Mr. Yun Zhen would definitely not refuse, after all, he had said before that it was quite regretful that he could not fight Lin Yun, and his tone did not seem to be fake.
Now, since Lin Yun is here, he should be as he wishes.
"That's right, but I've changed my mind now. Boy, since I'm late, don't think that I will give you privileges. It's not impossible for you to fight me. To destroy the Dragon and Tiger Fist, I'll give my junior brother a message.
Yuan knelt down and apologized, otherwise I would just go to the loser group to honestly struggle."
Yun Zhen's eyes showed a playful look and looked at Lin Yun with a very cold look.
“
how so?"
In the direction where Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is located, Elder Luo Feng looked sad and indignant.
"It's too much to deceive others, the dignified young man is so slim."
Looking at Yun Zhen's proud face on the King's Battle Stage, Li Wuyou gritted his teeth in anger, wishing he could tear him apart on the spot.
What to do...
A worry flashed between Xinyan's eyebrows. If the junior brother does not apologize, he will lose directly. But if he apologizes, it would be a bit humiliating. Mr. Yun Zhen is going to force Lin Yun into a dead end.
The scene was also in an uproar, and no one expected that things would reverse like this.
The dignified young master is so shameless and despicable. Where is the martial ethics?
If he really has a grudge with Lin Yun, then he will fight him upright, and no one will say anything even if he kills Lin Yun.
It would be too disgusting to use such despicable means to force your opponent.
The referee smiled and wanted to smooth things over. He smiled and said, "Young Master Yun Zhen, why bother? If you have a grudge against Lin Yun, just fight and resolve the grudges."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Yun Zhen's face flashed with disdain and shouted coldly: "This world is like this. Since the rules are beneficial to me, why don't I use them? Lin Yun, I know you are unhappy, but you have to hold it in my mind. You have to do it with me if you are unhappy.
When Dragon and Tiger Fist humiliated my junior brother, you should know that my Xuantian Sect will never spare you! Either kneel down and apologize, or get out of the loser group, there is no need to discuss it here with me, Yunzhen..."
"I admit defeat."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yun responded calmly.
Everyone in the audience was stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect that Lin Yun would be so decisive, even Yun Zhen was no exception.
Damn, this kid... Yun Zhen was depressed. When he looked up and saw the chill that burst out from the boy's eyes, his heart suddenly became tight.
"But I swear, this battle won't end so easily."
Lin Yun looked at the other party, his eyes were filled with sharp edges, and he said word by word.
"Haha, do you want to struggle out of hell? I'm waiting for you, I will make you lose everything and lose everything."
Mr. Yun Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly.
The referee looked at Lin Yun with some regrets and said, "If you admit defeat, you can only compete for five, six, seven or eight in the loser group."
"Thank you, senior."
Lin Yun bowed and then landed on the battle platform below.
There were already three people fighting around Taichung, namely the Shuiyue Young Master of Demon Moon Villa, the Hundred Beasts Sect Fengye, and the Shence Camp Yue Qing.
Compared with the high King's Battle Platform, the other battle platforms are like standing at the foot of the mountain, and cannot be as eye-catching as the King's Battle Platform and dazzlingly shine.
After all, this is the battle of the loser group, and only the winner can enjoy the honor.
"Hey, how did you do it? The final battle of the Dragon Gate Competition was actually late." Feng Ye from Baibeast Sect looked at Lin Yun in confusion.
"Fortunately, it's not too late."
Lin Yun smiled and said nothing.
"Hey, look like this
It's so easy, I've made the worst plan before I came." Feng Ye's eyes flashed with strange colors and smiled: "But Yun Zhen still thought he was self-righteous and thought he could take the opportunity to humiliate you."
"The battle in the loser group is about to begin, please continue to work hard. The ranking of the loser group is related to the rewards of the envoy. There is no doubt that the eighth place is not comparable to the seventh place and the sixth place.
The first stop is to bury the flower boy against the beast boy.”
The referee on the battlefield stopped the conversation between the two and signaled them to prepare.
"This young master admits defeat."
Feng Ye smiled and said casually.
Give up?
Many people who are concerned about the battle of the loser group seem a little shocked. Feng Ye is someone who is not even afraid of Qin Yu.
It was really surprising that Lin Yun gave up on his defeat.
"Thank you."
Lin Yun smiled, probably knowing the other party, and also thinking about some friendships in the secret realm of Demon Lotus.
"I abstain..."
But unexpectedly, before the referee could speak, another person directly abstained.
It was Yue Qing, the Shen Ce Camp, and Lin Yun looked at the other party in a little puzzled manner. Yue Qing abstained from the power, but he couldn't understand it.
"You guy, you're a step late. Maybe you didn't see how bad I lost."
Yue Qing smiled bitterly and sighed softly: "No need to compare, I will definitely rank the bottom among the eighth sons. Instead of doing this, I might as well fulfill you, and it is also a little reward for your kindness to save Liu Yue that day."
"Everyone of our disciples in Shence Camp crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood on the battlefield. There is a saying that the commander always remembers. Even if you are deeply trapped in the most terrifying hell, you must have the desire to survive.
, hell can climb out of the sea of corpses and blood, what is hell?”
Before stepping down, Yue Qing looked at Lin Yun deeply and said in a deep voice.
Lin Yun thought about it and found that he walked out of the burial sword map. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a mountain of corpses and sea of blood. Indeed, what is hell? Just slash it with one sword.
In the loser group, one person admits defeat and one person abstains.
In the blink of an eye, only Lin Yun and Young Master Shuiyue were still there, and the atmosphere between them became subtle.
"Do you want to climb out of hell? Let's pass this level first. The sword in my hand is not allowed to admit defeat."
Young Master Shuiyue looked at Lin Yun, with a smile on his face and said calmly.
But the sword intent on her body was not calm at all, extremely sharp, like the moon in the clouds, waiting to bloom.
This battle seems inevitable.
"Occured."
Lin Yun bowed and bowed, and a strong sense of fighting erupted from his body, and his eyes looked at the other party with an extremely sharp expression.
At the same time, the dazzling king fights Taichung.
The duel also began, Mr. Yun Zhen faced Mr. Xiaobai!
The two of them were competing for the honor of the Longmen Competition and the third-class position.
And what Lin Yun, what he fought for was an opportunity to come out of hell!
[Many people are asking a question and answering it. I will try to finish writing the Dragon Gate Competition within three days.]