Father Zhou, who was scared away by one man and one horse, looked livid with anger.
It was such a shame that as an elder of the sect, he was forced to retreat by a sword slave and a monster in front of everyone.
What's even more irritating is that the blood dragon horse on the ring is giggling strangely, as if it is taunting him.
What was originally a serious matter actually caused laughter from all sides.
The angry Zhou's father burned with rage, threw Zhou Yun down, and prepared to kill him again.
"absurd!"
At this moment, an angry shout sounded from the high platform, and the voice came from the sect leader Bai Mingming who was sitting in the middle.
Wow!
He seemed to be holding the Constitution of Heaven in his mouth. As soon as he said these two words, the huge martial arts arena was enveloped by his aura.
The laughter in the audience suddenly stopped, Zhou's father's face changed drastically, and he had no time to speak.
After hearing this, Bai Tianming said coldly: "Elder Zhou, you dare to break the centuries-old rules of our ancestors. I think you are going to die!"
At this moment, no matter it was the inner disciples and elders on the high platform, or the thousands of outer disciples below.
They all felt a terrible killing intent, which penetrated deep into their bones and made their hair stand on end.
"Go back if you don't want to!"
A scolding made Zhou's father feel relieved, and he led Zhou Yun away in despair.
A smile appeared on Bai Tianming's face, and the murderous aura dissipated from his body, and he said softly: "Yes, as a sword slave, I can get to where I am today step by step. Everyone must follow Lin Yun's example. If everyone can be like Lin Yun, why not
I’m worried that my Qingyun Sect will not be prosperous!”
Lin Yun cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Sect Master."
"You go down first. Things in the ring are not right or wrong. Anyone who dares to make things difficult for you in the future is going against me!"
Bai Tianming's words finally dispelled some of Lin Yun's worries.
Zhou Yun's family is quite powerful in Qingyun Sect. With the sect leader's promise, these people will not dare to touch him.
Lin Yun's game is over, but the shock it brings is far from gone.
The disciples in the audience were all talking about how Lin Yun turned around and won in the end.
After Zhou Yun revealed his mysterious armor, almost no one thought Lin Yun could still win.
But no one expected that Lin Yunren would follow the sword and cast a shadow. In an instant, he would leave countless afterimages around Zhou Yun.
When he sheathed his sword, Zhou Yun's body was filled with blood and arrows, like flowers blooming.
There are very few among the outer disciples who can see that sword clearly.
Many people are still quite puzzled.
"Don't guess, that's a killing move that can only be performed by those who have mastered the Liufeng Swordsmanship. It will leave a trace behind!"
Among the crowd, Zhang Han, a senior disciple of the outer sect, looked melancholy and sighed softly.
"Dacheng Liufeng Sword Technique? Zhang Han, are you right?"
"It is extremely difficult to achieve mastery of swordsmanship, let alone the Liufeng swordsmanship. This is a bit astonishing?"
"Absolutely impossible. Zhou Yun's Thunder Snake Sword Technique is still barely ready for success!"
Zhang Han was too lazy to explain, leaving these outer disciples to guess.
I just felt very unhappy after watching Lin Yun's fight.
He had already guessed that Lin Yun voluntarily gave up on him half a month ago just to hide his mastery of Liufeng Swordsmanship.
Thinking about it, at first, I thought the other party was scared off by him and left laughing.
Now that I think about it, I feel really ashamed.
After Lin Yun got off the stage, the second round of the mid-year assessment continued.
I have to say that this second round of competition was indeed exciting.
The eighty people who came out of the group stage all have unique skills, and almost everyone has a trump card.
It's a pity that Lin Yun's shocking performance came first.
The subsequent battle, no matter how exciting it was, still felt like something was missing.
Lin Yun led the blood dragon horse to the edge of the field, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and reflected.
Zhou Yun can be regarded as the strongest opponent he has encountered since becoming an outer disciple.
Fighting with it will benefit you a lot.
I vaguely feel that I have found some feeling in my breath, which is at the peak of the sixth level of martial arts.
Time passed slowly, and the first round of the knockout round gradually came to an end.
The second round begins!
Now there are only forty people left who are eligible to compete for the ten inner sect disciples, and the competition has become even more intense.
"The sixth battle, Zhang Han versus Lin Yun!"
On the competition stage, the referee announced loudly that the contestants were selected for the sixth match of the second round of the knockout round.
After Zhang Han heard this, his face suddenly turned as ugly as pig liver.
I am really afraid of what will happen.
Zhou Yun was no longer his opponent, let alone the stronger Lin Yun.
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Han gritted his teeth, stepped onto the competition stage, and gave it a try no matter what.
There are always variables in a competition, and who knows if the opponent will make a mistake.
What's more, one's own cultivation is ultimately one step higher than the other's, but that doesn't mean there's no chance at all.
"Lin Yun fights, Lin Yun comes to fight quickly!"
Seeing Lin Yun not come on stage, the referee started shouting loudly.
"coming!"
Hearing a strong voice in response, everyone followed the voice and looked back.
Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged next to Blood Dragon Horse, suddenly opened his eyes.
boom!
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, his aura suddenly changed, and he instantly broke through the shackles of the sixth level of martial arts.
He broke through!
"Oh my God, did I read that right? He just closed his eyes and practiced."
"The previous battle must have enhanced his martial arts perception, so he chose to make a breakthrough on the spot."
"This is really self-confidence. If you fail, let alone be seriously injured, if you delay even a little bit, you will be disqualified from the competition."
The outer disciples who saw this scene felt that Lin Yun was really brave and walking on the tip of a knife.
Whoosh whoosh!
Lin Yun, who had been promoted to the seventh level of martial arts, felt that his strength had skyrocketed and he could perform the Wild Goose Technique more easily.
With a tap of the toes, he leaped three feet away in one step, and arrived on the ring in two or three ups and downs.
Looking at Lin Yun, who was at the seventh level of martial arts across from him, Zhang Han's face was ashen, and he said with a smile: "Lin Yun, you are really good at playing!"
First, I abstained from facing him in the previous round, and now, facing him, my cultivation suddenly skyrocketed.
They simply didn't give him a way to survive and let him fight on.
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then understood and said with a smile: "Sorry, I had an epiphany on the spot, and after a little hard practice, I broke the bottleneck."
"hehe."
Zhang Hanlian laughed, shook his sleeves heavily, and said loudly: "I abstain!"
Such a scene makes people laugh endlessly.
At first, seeing that he didn't want to see Lin Yun, I thought he was going to fight desperately, but who knew that he gave up in the blink of an eye.
"Lin Yunsheng."
The referee was also straightforward and announced the result directly.
Winning the victory so easily made Lin Yun feel a little regretful, and he also wanted to try how much his strength had increased after reaching the seventh level of martial arts.
If you win two rounds in a row, you only need to defeat the opponent in the last round to successfully advance to the next round.
The inner door has been upgraded.
Not long after walking off the stage, I suddenly heard bursts of cheers.
Lin Yun looked back and saw that it was the outer disciple Huo Feng who came on stage.
Beard Feng!
This name is like thunder, he is powerful, his talent is abnormal, and his cultivation is at the eighth level of martial arts.
No one can shake the number one position in the outer sect.
There are countless stories about him, and he is a legendary figure among the outer sect of Qingyun Sect.
"Senior Brother Hu, I will not give up!"
The disciple who was facing him looked nervous and said with some anxiety.
"It doesn't matter."
Hu Xiufeng said lightly, raised his hand and struck out with a palm.
Bang!
His footsteps remained motionless, and with the help of his eighth-level martial arts skills behind him, he struck out with a palm in the air.
He forcefully knocked his opponent out of the ring.
"So strong!"
Lin Yun was slightly shocked, the eighth level of martial arts, this is the terrifying cultivation level of the eighth level of martial arts.
"Hu Feng, Hu Feng!"
The audience cheered loudly, and many outer disciples shouted his name.
When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the martial arts arena, the entire knockout round was completed.
Lin Yun calmly defeated his opponents in the third round, successfully entered the top ten in the mid-year assessment, and completed a counterattack that seemed impossible to ordinary people.
From the sword slave to the outer disciple, and then from the outer disciple, fight your way out.
Ten people climbed onto the high platform and stood on the same stage as the inner disciples and sect elders.
"Yes, congratulations on being among the top ten in the mid-year assessment. Afterwards, everyone can go to the Zongwu Hall to receive a reward. Now, you still have the right to challenge the inner disciples once!"
Sect leader Bai Mingming said softly with a smile on his face.
For inner disciples, the competition is more intense, and the rankings vary greatly among different disciples.
Now the power is given to ten people. If they defeat the veteran inner disciples, they can directly obtain the opponent's ranking.
However, most of the ten people present seemed relatively calm.
The sect is focused on competition, but in the final analysis it is more about human relationships and has deeper factions.
To challenge the opponent in front of so many people is to make it clear that you look down on the opponent, so it's easy to win.
If you lose, after the mid-year assessment, the other party may not know how they will retaliate against you.
Of course, Hu Feng is definitely an exception. No one will compare him with himself.
Almost as soon as the sect master finished speaking, he raised his head and stared at an inner disciple and said: "Hu is not talented and would like to ask Senior Brother Feng for advice."
The inner disciple, who was called Senior Brother Feng, did not show any anger. He smiled bitterly and said: "I was defeated by you a month ago. Asking for advice is really out of the question, so I admit defeat."
Give up...
Such a scene is both unexpected and reasonable.
Overall, it didn't cause much trouble.
"Who else dares to step forward and give it a try? Is Huo Feng the only one with such courage?"
The sect master Bai Tianming smiled and encouraged softly.
But no one responded, most of them bowed their heads and said nothing. After all, not everyone has the eighth level of martial arts cultivation like Hu Feng.
It would be reasonable for him to go up and challenge him, but it would be an accident if he didn't go up.
"Lin is not talented and is willing to give it a try!"
Just when everyone thinks no one wants it.
Lin Yun had a firm look on his face, spoke in a clear tone, and said in a deep voice.
The whole audience exclaimed and was in an uproar.
