If he gets anxious, he will most likely explode and die.
You must have the patience to grind it slowly, smooth out the violent water chestnut of the power of the demon pill bit by bit, and then surrender it in one fell swoop.
It's like having a tiger in your heart but sniffing the roses.
No matter how much restlessness and energy there is deep in my heart, there is still a peaceful heart smelling the roses.
But this time seems to have passed a little long.
Before I knew it, two days passed by like this.
Qingyun Sect's annual grand event, the mid-year assessment has begun.
In the sect's martial arts arena, there are three floors inside and three outside, all filled with people.
On the martial arts field, in many arenas, outer sect disciples have begun to fight against the opponents assigned by the lottery.
In the entire Qingyun Sect, there are two to three thousand outer disciples. Now they have all arrived, and the martial arts arena is unprecedentedly lively.
Everyone was enthusiastic and worked hard.
Whether you can improve your ranking and whether you can become an inner disciple all depends on this grand event.
In a corner of the martial arts arena, many people gathered around the inconspicuous ring.
Some are outer disciples who have finished the battle, and some have not yet had their turn to play. At a glance, there are no less than hundreds.
On the ring, besides the referee, one person has already arrived.
This is Liang Wenbo, a senior disciple of the outer sect. His cultivation has already reached the sixth level of martial arts.
He usually behaves in a low-key manner and has considerable strength. No one in the outer sect dares to look down upon him.
But if it were just like this, there wouldn't be so many people gathering here.
"I heard that Liang Wenbo's opponent is Lin Yun?"
"I also heard that Liang Wenbo came here after being drawn by Lin Yun, but I haven't seen anyone yet."
"What the hell is Lin Yun doing? He's actually late for such a big thing. That will be treated as a waiver."
Seeing that Lin Yun has not arrived yet, the disciples below started talking a lot.
Liang Wenbo showed displeasure on the stage, looked at the referee and frowned: "How long do I have to wait?"
The referee muttered: "Just wait for half a stick of incense. If Lin Yun hasn't arrived yet, it will be considered a forfeit and you will be directly promoted to the next round!"
"The sword slave just can't change his nature!"
Liang Wenbo felt unhappy waiting and cursed coldly.
Everyone began to stare at the incense burning in the stove outside the venue. Time passed quickly. As the cigarettes were about to burn out, Lin Yun still did not appear.
"It seems that I will win this battle."
Liang Wenbo smiled faintly and said softly.
But at this moment, there was a commotion behind the crowd.
"Coming!"
Everyone quickly looked back.
I saw a person wearing a blue and white robe, with delicate features and calm eyes. He separated from the crowd and walked slowly towards this side.
It was Lin Yun who arrived belatedly.
After approaching the ring, he jumped up and apologized to Liang Wenbo and the referee: "Sorry, I'm late."
Liang Wenbo's face looked ugly. If he didn't come early, he wouldn't come later. This sword slave happened to come just when the time was about to come.
The referee said solemnly: "According to the rules, if you are late for half a stick of incense, you can still come on, but you must give your opponent three moves."
"Can."
Lin Yun nodded in agreement and had no objection.
A smile appeared on Liang Wenbo's face: "So it's good that there are still such rules. Lin Yun, I've heard of you. Even Chen Xiao, an idiot, was defeated by you. I won't give you a chance like him.
, Today I will beat you back to your original shape!"
Such an arrogant tone. As soon as he said this, the scene was immediately filled with the smell of gunpowder.
But Liang Wenbo is indeed qualified to say this.
He is a senior outer sect disciple with a martial arts level near the peak of the sixth level. He wields the Flying Flowers and Falling Leaves Sword, which is superb.
"Strange, why doesn't Lin Yun bring a sword?"
"I heard that he had mastered the Liufeng Sword Technique that no one had mastered for hundreds of years. Is it true that the rumors are false?"
"No way, I came here specifically to see the Liufeng Sword Technique."
"It may not be impossible. How could Liufeng swordsmanship be practiced so easily? If not, why didn't he carry a sword?"
The disciples in the audience were all surprised to see Lin Yun without a sword.
"start!"
Clang!
As soon as the referee finished speaking, Liang Wenbo drew his sword out of its sheath. The sword was like a strong wind, blowing flowers and sweeping away leaves.
So fast!
The disciples in the audience were all astonished by the speed of this sword, and could hardly turn their eyes.
Facing Lin Yun, Liang Wenbo was so surprising that he chose to go all out when he took action.
Lin Yun, unable to backhand, took a step back and barely avoided the sword.
The sword was less than an inch away from the tip of his nose, which was extremely dangerous.
boom!
Liang Wenbo's momentum at the sixth level of martial arts exploded. This momentum was infinitely close to the seventh level of martial arts.
As the momentum of the sword increases, it reaches its peak again.
The long sword in his hand was drawn from bottom to top at a tricky angle, like a strong wind.
Tsk!
Lin Yun, who could only dodge, looked extremely passive, and a long hole was torn open in his chest.
The situation is extremely dangerous.
"It's not good. This Liang Wenbo is really frighteningly strong. He has three more moves to take advantage of. Lin Yunxuan is defeated!"
"His cultivation level is extremely close to the seventh level of martial arts. No wonder he sounded so crazy before."
"Feihua swordsmanship is so fierce in his hands."
However, with two moves, the situation on the field was extremely unfavorable to Lin Yun.
"Falling leaves and flying flowers, defeat me!"
Liang Wenbo shouted loudly, but he displayed
The third sword move.
As soon as the sword was thrust out, a strong wind suddenly rose, his clothes rustled, and his long hair faced the sun. All the dust on the ring rose up under the strong wind.
At first glance, the arena looks like falling leaves and flying flowers.
"good!"
This sword caused a lot of applause. It must be said that Liang Wenbo's sword was indeed amazing.
But just when everyone felt that Liang Wenbo's sword was bound to hit.
Lin Yun, like a wild goose, jumped back into the air, reaching a height of two feet, and landed just on the edge of the ring.
He used the movement technique of Dayan Jue to expend a lot of internal energy in one breath and jumped out of the opponent's sword force.
"hateful!"
Liang Wenbo was furious when his killing move failed, and his aura reached its peak. His internal energy was consumed crazily, and the sword light danced, creating a violent and unrivaled wind, trying to force Lin Yun off the ring.
"Three moves have passed."
Lin Yun said softly, looking at Liang Wenbo who rushed towards him and the even more violent sword power.
Without hesitation, he punched out.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With Lin Yun's punch, his bones exploded a hundred times, the sound was like thunder.
Every blast of bones made people's eardrums shake; every blast of bones made Liang Wenbo's aura weaken by a point.
What's even more frightening is that Lin Yun also bursts out with the aura of the sixth level of martial arts. In this aura, there is an evil spirit that warriors don't have.
Wow!
Liang Wenbo's violent sword power shattered in front of Lin Yun's more domineering punch.
It has no power to resist and is completely destroyed!
Bang!
One punch shattered the opponent's sword. Lin Yun kept walking and punched again.
Without giving Liang Wenbo time to react, he hit him on the chest and knocked him ten meters away.
There was a crisp sound, which was the sound of the sternum being broken.
Bang!
Just as he landed, before he had time to sheath his sword, Lin Yunqi stepped forward and punched out for the third time.
He seemed to be the king of beasts, returning in the form of a tiger.
With one punch, hundreds of beasts come to attack!
"No……"
There was a look of horror in Liang Wenbo's eyes, and before he had time to call out, his whole body seemed to fall apart and he was blasted out of the ring miserably.
Looking at Liang Wenbo who fell to the ground with a painful expression on his face, Lin Yun cupped his hands and said, "I accept."
Three punches!
One punch shattered Liang Wenbo's sword, another punch broke his sternum, and the third punch swept him out of the ring.
Lin Yun used the power of thunder and energy to turn Liang Wenbo's arrogance into a joke.
[Today I accidentally reposted a chapter. I was reminded by my book friend that it has been deleted. I apologize and I stayed up late to make up an extra chapter. 】