The morning light shines through the opening of the window, casting mottled light and shadow in the room.
Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, opened his eyes, and the majestic sword intent deep in his eyes condensed into a sharp sword intent, which flashed away.
For a moment, the condensed edge of the sword cut off all the morning light.
The room was completely dark, except for the light of the sword's will, which illuminated all directions like tiny stars.
The sword intention is inherently void. Only by adding it to the sword energy or killing moves can it show its true lethality. But only nothingness can cut through nothingness, such as the sea of clouds, such as light and shadow, such as the killing intention... Here we go.
In the realm of psychics, the use of sword intent is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
"Should we start?"
Lin Yun didn't go out, but he could hear people coming and going on the street outside, and the noise could be heard in all directions.
He had been excited for this dragon feast countless times, but when he actually faced it, he was surprisingly calm.
After washing up, Lin Yun came to the courtyard to join everyone. In addition to Si Xueyi and others, they also saw Zuo Yun, whom they had not seen for a long time.
Zuo Yun was not promoted to the top eight in the Longmen Competition. After that, he went out for training and did not join other sects. Compared with Qisi Xueyi and others, he was not even qualified to participate in the test.
From Lin Yun's point of view, it was a great pity.
Zuo Yun's strength was much stronger than Feng Ye's, and even many overlord-level core disciples were far inferior to him. However, Zuo Yun was very calm and said with a smile that being a bystander sometimes might not be a bad thing.
Maybe he also has other secrets, otherwise it would be difficult to be so calm.
"The Feast of Dragons has three rounds. The first round is the points match, the second round is the knockout round, and the third round is the ranking match."
Protector Mei looked at Lin Yun and Feng Ye, briefly explained the rules, and muttered: "Today is the first round. All the leaders who have passed the test will be divided into ten groups. Each group can have as many as a thousand people and as few as seven hundred people.
People, take turns fighting, the person who counts the most will get
The opponent's jade pendant has ordinary Xuanhuang Qi. In the end, the top 100 will be promoted based on the amount of Xuanhuang Qi. In addition, if the Xuanhuang Qi is exhausted, you will be eliminated early. The points competition is very cruel and you will fight continuously. You two have to make some preparations.
policy."
The points match is not compared to the knockout round. If you lose one game in the knockout round, you will be eliminated. The points match is about the amount of Xuanhuang Qi in the end.
In other words, the former can be strategically abandoned. If you can defeat your opponent despite being seriously injured, you may lose consecutively in the next fight, and the gain outweighs the loss.
"What is Xuanhuang Qi?"
Feng Ye asked curiously.
Protector Mei smiled and said: "No one knows for sure. It is just a rough guess that it should be a substantial form of dragon luck. However, if you can survive the ranking battle, you will have a chance to refine the black and yellow energy in the jade pendant. It is said that refining
If you have enough Xuanhuang Qi, there will be some unimaginable mysteries. No one except the top ten on the Longyun Ranking can explain the specific benefits."
The same scene appeared in the courtyards where the major sects were settled. The emotions of the major disciples were extremely high and it was difficult to calm down.
Although there are only one hundred places on the Longyun Ranking, most of the leaders will be cannon fodder, but everyone wants to go further.
Besides, in such a fierce battle, there may not be a breakthrough on the spot, anything is possible.
In the center of Longyun City, there are nine ancient dragon statues. Spiritual springs spurt out from the dragon's mouth all year round. When the spiritual springs gather together, an extremely vast lake is formed in the city, which is called Jiulong Lake.
The lake is completely composed of spiritual springs. The spiritual energy is so rich that it is unimaginable. It has existed in the world for countless years, and there is a mysterious and ancient atmosphere in the mist.
Here is the place where dragons feast.
There are countless seats on all sides of the lake, and people have already occupied excellent positions. When these people discovered that just outside the lake, the aura was stronger than that of many Feng Shui treasures, they were all extremely happy.
There was even a fight for the spectator seats, but luckily the experts of the Holy League kept maintaining order, and after several thunder blows, no one dared to act recklessly.
At the battle table near the lake, Lin Yun and others looked at Jiulong Lake, with a look of shock in their eyes.
The scene in front of me is so vast, with lakes stretching as far as the eye can see and rich spiritual energy.
Rushing towards you, the vastness envelops you like a vast ocean.
The nine dragon statues erected on the periphery are bathed in light, sacred and inviolable. Upon closer inspection, you can feel the powerful power of the dragon, as if it is not a dead thing.
"The location of these statues has some clues."
Lin Yun took a few glances and found that these nine dragon statues seemed to correspond to the nine stars in the sky.
In the dark, there is a very mysterious pull between the dragon statue and the outer starry sky. There seems to be some terrifying ancient secret realm hidden in the extremely distant starry sky.
"Without a stage, how can we compete on the lake?"
Feng Ye glanced at it, then smiled and said: "It seems not bad. This Jiulong Lake is obviously not as simple as it seems on the surface. It will definitely be quite enjoyable to fight."
Zuo Yun, who was not far away, smiled and said: "If it is like the river outside the city before, it will not be enough."
Feng Ye's face changed slightly. He had suffered a lot before, and he quickly waved his hands and said, "It's better not to do it."
Boom!
While the two were chatting, the sound of the ancient dragon's roar echoed between the sky and the earth, wild clouds rolled in the sky, and the sky and the earth changed color.
A stormy atmosphere accumulated crazily in a moment, making everyone's hearts extremely nervous. Amidst the tension, there was also strong excitement, and the tense hearts seemed to be about to jump out at any time.
The lake water sank, and ten ancient battle platforms rose slowly like giant dragons.
This is the Shenglong Platform, which means the flying dragon ascending to the sky. It is also the official arena for the dragon feast.
At the same time, the figures of ten old men fell from the air. Without exception, they were all extremely terrifying Tianpo powerhouses.
The solemn aura on his body made him feel stressed at first glance, and he was probably at least three souls high.
The ten referees spoke at the same time and announced the rules of the game. The rules were very simple. Except for the use of secret treasures and elixirs in the battle, other treasures and armors were not prohibited. The only requirement was that no further attacks were allowed after admitting defeat.
The first round of points competition was quite brutal, with each top player competing in at least ten games with very little rest time in between.
It is very likely that you will have to fight with injuries, and if it is the last few games, there will even be a fight to the death.
"Take a look at your Dragon Cloud Jade Pendant. After confirming the grouping, the Dragon Feast will officially begin."
Ten Holy League referees spoke at the same time, and their loud words echoed endlessly.
Lin Yun looked at the jade pendant hanging around his waist. In the heavy black and yellow air in the jade, there was a looming number.
It's a seven-character character, so he was placed in group seven, while Feng Ye was placed in group nine.
Nangong Wanyu glanced at the jade pendant and saw that he was divided into eight groups.
"A group."
Zhao Wuji glanced at the jade pendant.
Yan Longzi said casually: "Four groups."
"..."
The three kings and seven heroes who were in the top ten of the last Longyun Ranking were placed in different groups in the points competition. It was obviously intentional by the elders of the Holy Alliance.
"Is this guy also in Group 7?"
Qin Yang, who had been secretly observing Lin Yun not far away, suddenly saw the numbers in Lin Yun's jade pendant, and his eyes lit up.
He stretched out his hand to hold the jade pendant tightly and smiled ferociously, "It's quite a coincidence."
Not long after, the points competition for each group officially started.
Lin Yun's eyes fell on the seventh group. On the rising dragon platform in Jiulong Lake, which symbolized the seventh group, two leaders took the lead.
One wields a sword, the other wields a sword, and their cultivation levels are both at the peak of the Zifu Yangxuan realm.
The two were equally matched, and they fought hundreds of moves before deciding the winner. The swordsman won by luck and absorbed half of the opponent's Xuanhuang Qi.
When half of the Xuanhuang Qi was lost, Lin Yun keenly noticed that the look in the swordsman's eyes also lost a lot of luster.
It doesn't seem to have changed much, but in subtle ways, you can still notice obvious differences.
"When we set foot on this ancient city, the Xuanhuang Qi and our own luck
In fact, it has been integrated, and once it fails, the losses will actually be huge."
A strange look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he was secretly surprised. However, if he could win all the way, the rewards would be huge.
After a few mediocre battles, Qin Yang, the most evil one among the seven groups, made a strong appearance.
"The eighth match of the seventh group, Qin Yang versus Yuan Liang!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, there was a lot of noise in the spectator seats. This Yuan Liang was unknown and would definitely not be Qin Yang's opponent.
Yuan Liang's eyes flickered, and he became more and more frightened as he looked at Qin Yang. He said directly: "In this battle, I..."
He wanted to admit defeat, but Qin Yang didn't give him a chance.
Bang!
A bright golden light burst out from the Shenglong Platform, and Qin Yang flew Yuan Liang away like a lightning bolt.
Phew!
Yuan Liang spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the lake. The waves on the lake rolled up like a beast hitting him, and he was thrown to the shore. Looking at his pale face, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak.
He looked so miserable that he could no longer fight and was eliminated early.
"It took me a long time to admit defeat. It would be too disrespectful to take me seriously."
Qin Yang looked cold and snorted coldly, without any sympathy in his eyes. Such a tyrannical attitude made many leaders of the seventh group feel uneasy.
The game continued, but before it was time for him to play, Lin Yun turned his attention to other Shenglong platforms.
In the sixth group, Yang Fan was fighting against a rising star from the Yin and Yang Realm, and the battle was quite fierce. The rising star was a good boxer, and he fought very fiercely at close quarters.
As the monster on the outside list of the last dragon feast, Yang Fan obviously had a hard time dealing with it, and his final victory was quite a fluke.
Lin Yun could see that the rising star who used boxing was not necessarily weaker than Yang Fan, but he had less fighting experience. He was also very sharp. After the defeat, he was not even the slightest bit discouraged. He wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and left the stage with a grin.
This kind of person is very motivated and is very likely to break through in a war. He will definitely become stronger with each war.
In the knockout round, if they meet again, Yang Fan may not be his opponent.
Fang Hanluo, Lin Yun secretly remembered that young man's name.
With a quick glance, Lin Yun saw a familiar figure on the eight-group arena, it was Ji Wuye from the Blood Shang Pavilion. He was very energetic and easily took down a rather powerful opponent.
Sweeping his vision around the arena in Jiulong Lake, Lin Yun watched several fights in succession and discovered many rookies who stood out.
In this Feast of Dragons, I am afraid that many veteran masters will fall.
In addition, there are some rules to follow. More than 70% of the leaders are at the peak of the Yangxuan Realm. It is still difficult to break the bottleneck of the Yin-Yang Realm.
In the Yin-Yang Realm of Zi Mansion, there are quite a few masters of Xiaocheng and Dacheng, but those who reach the peak of perfection are extremely rare.
As for the half-step Tianpo ruthless people, there are even fewer ruthless people. Except for those old and extremely evil ones, there are almost none.
Invisibly, several watersheds have been drawn. In each major group stage, those top monsters performed extremely tyrannically, and the winner could basically be decided in one face-to-face encounter.
As for the Three Kings and Seven Heroes, they didn't dare to take action at all and immediately admitted defeat before they even appeared on the stage.
"The 21st stop of the eighth group, Lin Yun versus Mo Qi!"
The referee's loud voice brought Lin Yun back from his thoughts. It was finally his turn to play.
Lin Yun's opponent is also a swordsman, and like him, he is also a rising star. At a young age, his cultivation has reached the peak of Yin Yang Realm, and his eyes are flashing with surging fighting spirit.
"Swordsmen can't fight across borders, it's no fun at all. But fortunately, you are not too weak, and you are barely worthy of being my opponent in a battle."
On the rising dragon platform, Lin Yun's opponent Mo Qi had a smile on his lips, his long hair flying, and his hands holding a sword.
Confident enough.
But it's a pity that you really chose the wrong opponent. Lin Yun said calmly: "If you can draw the sword, I will lose."
