These two words came out of Lin Yun's mouth very softly, but when they fell into Ma Kui's ears, they felt like his chest was blocked by a huge boulder of tens of thousands of tons.
To kneel or not to kneel?
A difficult choice was placed in front of Ma Kui.
When a man has gold under his knees, it can be said to be the greatest humiliation to kneel down to someone other than his parents and master.
If you don't kneel down, how can you easily take back what you said in front of so many people in the sect.
The only hope is that Lin Yun has a kind heart and takes the initiative to forgive him.
But now it seems that Lin Yun is unwilling to look at him and directly asks him to fulfill his promise.
Between a dilemma and a dilemma, Ma Kui's heart was filled with despair and he felt extremely aggrieved.
The people who had spoken to him before were all silent, with a deathly silence.
But all this is his own fault and he cannot blame anyone else.
thump!
Feeling extremely aggrieved, Ma Kui blushed and knelt down on the ring: "I was so offended just now. I slandered Senior Brother Lin. Please forgive me, Senior Brother."
The scene was in an uproar, and everyone was shocked by this scene.
A senior disciple of the outer sect would actually kneel down and beg for forgiveness to Lin Yun, who was originally a sword slave.
But what if I don’t kneel down...
Before, Ma Kui was aggressive and pushed him repeatedly, but Lin Yun tolerated everything. There is a cause and an effect. If he didn't make things difficult and slander Lin Yun, how could he put himself in such a situation.
If you say something to yourself, even if it hurts your face or breaks your leg, you still have to swallow it!
Ma Kui looked at Lin Yun cautiously, but found that the other person's back was turned to him and did not ask him to get up.
I couldn't help but feel a little angry in my heart, and I wanted to get up on my own initiative.
Click!
A cold murderous intention suddenly came from Lin Yun, covering his entire body.
Looking up, he saw the Flower Burial Sword in Lin Yun's hand, which had moved inadvertently for a moment.
Suddenly, there was a lightning-like sword strike before Lin Yun.
There was a panic in Ma Kui's heart. He was a little afraid of himself. The moment he stood up, Lin Yun turned around and killed him with a sword.
Cold sweat fell from his forehead bit by bit, and his kneeling body trembled slightly.
"You're in disgrace, why don't you get out of here."
At this moment, the referee on the ring gave a cold shout.
Ma Kui felt relieved, stood up quickly, and left the ring dejectedly.
Lin Yun turned around and put the spiritual stone treasures and scrolls on the ring into his storage bag.
The referee promptly announced that Lin Yun had won.
So far, Lin Yun has gone all the way and won thirteen consecutive victories.
According to the setting that consecutive wins will increase points, Lin Yun's appearance in this group has almost no suspense.
"Be prepared and don't take what happened just now to your heart."
Seeing that Lin Yun's expression did not change, the referee guessed that he must not be feeling well inside, so he comforted him with a few words.
There was a fight, and he defeated his opponent openly and honestly, but he was forced to search his body, and a group of people shouted at him to get out.
"Thank you."
Lin Yun responded and walked off the ring.
The disciples watching the battle saw him approaching and quickly moved out of the way.
A farce ends here.
The mid-year assessment will continue.
Lin Yun's mentality was not greatly affected. He strolled around the martial arts arena and observed some opponents from other groups.
Among the six groups, he is almost certain to qualify.
As long as you don't encounter Zhang Han, who is number one in the six groups, you don't even need to draw your sword.
Now, it's time to think about some of the opponents we need to face in the second round of knockout rounds.
Among the six groups, Lin Yun has won consecutive victories as a dark horse, attracting attention.
Looking at the entire Qingyun Sect's outer disciples, Lin Yun's winning streak is not so conspicuous.
Because the sect elders had already dispersed all the top experts when they were grouped into groups.
There are also many people who have won consecutively in other groups.
There are even people who have achieved enough consecutive winning points to qualify early.
For example, Wang Fei in one group, his sword is astonishingly fast as his name suggests, and he can even swing out afterimages. The opponent can't even catch it with his eyes, and before he understands what's going on, the sword tip is pressed against his vital part.
Almost all the people who met him abstained.
Among the top ten rankings in the outer sect, he ranks higher than Zhou Yun, ranking in the top three.
But the real terror is that of Hu Hufeng, the number one person in the outer sect.
There is no need to participate in the group stage at all. Just like the inner disciples, sit on the high platform and watch the competition.
It makes sense to do so.
Hu Feng's cultivation reached the astonishing eighth level of martial arts. It was rumored that he challenged some inner disciples two months ago, and he actually won more than he lost!
Entering the inner door this time, it is almost certain.
Lin Yun looked far away and saw the bearded Feng, closing his eyes and concentrating on the high platform.
It seems that there is no interest at all in the group stage of the year-end assessment.
Just when he was about to look away, he accidentally saw the existence of Su Ziyao. She was sitting quietly on the high platform without saying a word.
But she attracted much attention, and not only her fellow disciples also turned to her from time to time.
Even the senior officials of the sect were filled with admiration and looked at her with awe.
It was as if the future of the entire sect depended on her.
Her temperament is so unique that even if she doesn't say anything, she outshines all the male and female disciples around her.
The brilliance of all people will be eclipsed in his presence.
Lin Yun shook his head, retracted his gaze, and focused his attention on another battle.
It was Zhou Yun, the opponent who made him feel a little desperate two months ago.
Compared to the anger and unwillingness he felt at that time, Lin Yun is much more rational now, calmly observing the opponent's battle.
Unfortunately...it doesn't have much value.
Zhou Yun, who has reached the seventh level of martial arts, already stands out from the crowd and barely needs to speak.
Standing on it will make your opponent retreat in the face of difficulties.
Some disciples were unwilling to give in and wanted to give it a try, but in the face of his powerful aura, it was even difficult to even take a step.
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So strong! Looking at his aura and his improvement in cultivation, 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 take action, he could only look at 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 versus Zhang Han!"
Just as he was deep in thought, a battle between him and Zhang Han was announced on a certain stage in the sixth group.
Lin Yun touched his nose after hearing this. This was really bad luck.
There are more than two hundred outer disciples in the sixth group, and each person only needs to fight thirty times. If they are lucky, they will not have to encounter each other at all.
The most important thing is that Lin Yun is on a winning streak now. If he wins two more games, he will qualify early.
"Lin Yun actually faced off with Zhang Han!"
"This is really good. Zhang Han is at the seventh level of martial arts, and he is recognized as the number one among the six groups."
"But looking at Lin Yun's winning streak all the way, without even drawing his sword, he has great potential to compete for the first place."
"Just now he also used Liufeng Sword Technique in the ring. The rumors are true!"
A group of outer disciples were clamoring for Lin Yun to get out.
Now that they heard that Lin Yun and Zhang Han were fighting, everyone came running over with licking their faces, and the number of people was actually even greater than before.
In other words, these people all hope that Zhang Han can end Lin Yun.
"Why, you won't draw your sword against me?"
Zhang Han was slightly startled when he saw Lin Yun coming up empty-handed, but his heart was much stronger than Ma Kui's.
The anger in his heart was not shown on his face at all.
His strong inner cultivation reflects his strong self-confidence.
Lin Yun ignored him, looked at the referee and said: "I abstain from voting in this match."
"Abstain?"
"Did you make a mistake? I actually gave up!"
"Isn't this sword slave just playing tricks on us? He finally got up against Zhang Han and actually gave up on his own initiative."
"You're really stupid, you just know how to bully people who are at the sixth level of martial arts and those who are not as good as him."
A group of people who were in high spirits couldn't stand it when they heard the word "abstain".
"you sure?"
"I am very sure."
Facing the referee's question, Lin Yun nodded and said.
He thought very clearly that if he wanted to win against Zhang Han, who was at the seventh level of martial arts, he must use Dacheng Liufeng Sword Technique.
It's not a good thing to reveal your trump card in advance.
What's more, it's almost 100% certain that he will qualify in these six groups.
"Lin Yun abstained. I declare Zhang Han the winner in this round!"
After the referee made the announcement, Zhang Han showed a smile on his face and looked at Lin Yundao: "That's right, you will definitely qualify in the sixth group. Retreating when faced with difficulties is the smartest way. I actually appreciate you a little now, hahahaha!"
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In Zhang Han's opinion, Lin Yun must have expected to lose to him, so he voluntarily abstained.
In this way, he undoubtedly demonstrated his strength even more, and he was quite satisfied with it.
Amid laughter, he straightened his chest and walked off the stage.
Lin Yun rolled his eyes in his heart and was speechless at Zhang Han's self-imagining.
