The breeze blew across the lake of Jiulong Lake, and the terrifying sword lights of visions gradually subsided with the referee's voice.
However, when everyone's eyes fell on Nangong Wanyu who was struggling to stand up, his face couldn't help but change.
On the broken Shenglong Platform, a large amount of Xuanhuang Qi was lost on Nangong Wanyu's body, and he coughed and vomited blood.
The winner has been decided!
Countless eyes were staring at Nangong Wanyu. His beautiful face looked particularly pale at the moment, and he couldn't help but have a spy in his heart. They witnessed a certain history of the Nanhua Ancient Realm. From now on, the title of the youngest swordsman in the Nanhua Ancient Realm will fall into Lin Yun's hands.
This strongest name is the title that countless swordsmen in the Southern Region yearn for. If you want to take it away, you have to defeat Lin Yun.
This victory is not only a change of the strongest swordsman, but Lin Yun also received an extremely precious seed quota.
From a rookie dark horse to a feast of dragons, he finally became a peerless dark horse. Now he is ranked alongside the Three Little Kings and is a seed player, and he still continues his unbeaten legend.
At this moment, Lin Yun was paying attention, and countless eyes looked at Lin Yun with complex colors.
Nangong Wanyu's defeat was really shocking, and he still hadn't come back to his senses. Even before, Lin Yun defeated Li Mubai with one sword, not many people felt that he would really defeat Nangong Wanyu.
Especially after the fight, Nangong Wanyu had a great advantage from beginning to end, and many people were worried about Lin Yun.
But the final result was to subvert everyone.
boom!
After devouring the mysterious and yellow aura lost by Nangong Wanyu, the dragon shadow on Lin Yun's body condensed much more, but it was still nine feet tall and it did not increase.
The moment the dragon shadow entered his body, a warm current surged from Lin Yun's body, and the wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As for the energy and spirit lost in the war, most of the time was instantly restored to the point, and the magical use of the Dragon Shadow seemed extremely magical. To be precise, it was the mysterious green dragon's breath of dragon energy on the ancient starry sky that created many benefits of the Dragon Shadow.
"I've learned it."
Nangong Wanyu was a little lost, but out of politeness, she still bowed to Lin Yun after taking back Feixue.
"Take it."
Lin Yun was quite respectful to this person and bowed back the gift.
"Brother Lin's resilience is really admirable."
Nangong Wanyu said meaningfully that others only saw him having a great advantage in the situation, but they could not see the pain of him being unable to truly kill the other party.
It felt extremely uncomfortable. He clearly had the advantage, but the other party was unable to win with his superb sword.
"It's just that the body has a little advantage."
Lin Yun smiled calmly.
"Why be modest? If the physical body had the advantage, I would have been stabbed by me long ago. You and I know that your attainment in kendo is much higher than mine."
Nangong Wanyu looked at Lin Yun with a profound meaning, then waved his hand and left.
Lin Yun felt a little relieved as he watched the other party leave. He finally won the battle.
"Win!"
"It's so amazing that I actually defeated Nangong Wanyu."
"Hahaha, my Sword Pavilion's founder was traversing the Southern Region. Now if I learned that my Lingxiao Sword Pavilion had another young swordsman in the Southern Ancient Region, I would definitely be extremely pleased."
"Lin Yun does have the style of the ancestor Jian Wuming."
With Nangong Wanyu's departure, the battle ended completely. Many elders of the Sword Pavilion in the Great Qin Empire were extremely excited, with their eyes full of excitement.
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The Protector Mei touched his beard and looked at Lin Yun's figure with tears in his eyes.
If the old Pavilion Master and Thirteenth Master were present, they would probably be very happy, but unfortunately they couldn't see such a scene.
"From now on, Lin Yun's name will surely resound throughout the ancient Nanhua domain!"
Feng Ye clenched his fists and said excitedly.
Some people are happy and worried. Compared with the ecstatic expressions of the people in the Qin Empire, the faces of the people in Beixue Villa are naturally extremely ugly.
But there are always people who look ugly than the elders of Beixue Mountain Villa, just like Lin Tao in Xuanyang Palace was killed, and the ugly one is not the one in Xuanyang Palace.
Nangong Wanyu was defeated, and among the millions of people, Yan Longzi's face must be the ugly one, and the word embarrassment cannot be described.
Many disciples of Tian Yao Pavilion secretly turned their eyes from time to time, and even people from other nearby sects looked at each other.
However, when Yan Longzi glared back fiercely, the people immediately took their eyes back and kept their faces tense and said nothing.
This style made Yan Longzi feel extremely uncomfortable, and a ferocious look flashed across his face, and he said angrily: "What do you think? This kid won, what does it have to do with me?"
Obviously he was planning to be shameless and fool what he said.
Fearing the reputation of his three little kings and the signboard of Tian Yao Pavilion, no one dared to make it clear in public. As Yan Longzi was about to fool him, a graceful voice sounded when he was secretly relieved.
"Hehe, why do you think of you? Isn't the senior brother very clear?"
Yue Weiwei narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a smile.
Bitch!
Yan Longzi cursed fiercely in his heart and said with a dark face: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Hehe, senior brother, you have a bad memory, I will remember it for you. As long as Lin Yun defeats Nangong Wanyu, you have to slap yourself ten times in the face and celebrate it well. A real man said something, but it is hard to pursue him. Brother, may he want to repent."
Others are afraid of him, but Yue Weiwei is not afraid at all.
"I, Yanlongzi, have always promised a thousand gold medals. I will definitely do what I said, but I want to know what you said. Who else has heard it besides you? Please say it out loud. I, Yanlongzi, will be rewarded!"
Yan Longzi sneered. Since he was planning to be shameless, he never thought about really slapping himself in the face.
That's a big joke!
This girl is a little too tender to fight with him. He really doesn't believe it. Someone dares to slap him in the face in public.
"I heard it."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a very neat voice coming from afar.
Yan Longzi's eyes immediately showed an impulse intent, not only him, but others were also surprised. Who... dared to cause trouble for Yan Longzi, is it because he is not alive?
"Zhao Wow-Ki!"
But when Yan Longzi saw this person, his face changed drastically.
Zhao Wuji, the Zi Lei Sect and the Tian Yao Pavilion seats are far apart, but this distance is definitely nothing to the Three Little Kings. You can hear it clearly, let alone the harsh words of Yan Longzi before.
"There is no need to reward, you did say it."
Zhao Wuji glanced at him lightly, then withdrew his gaze and ignored it.
"you!"
Yan Longzi immediately vomited blood in anger and couldn't help but burst out on the spot.
"Enough."
But at this moment, a cold snorted and the Lord of Tian Yao Pavilion spoke.
Yan Longzi quickly withdrew his anger and responded: "Master..."
"It may not be a bad thing to be brave after knowing shame, just watch it yourself."
The head of the Tian Yao Pavilion had no expression on his face and was powerful without anger. He said something and then closed his eyes again.
Yan Longzi's face suddenly looked extremely ugly. He couldn't do it without slapping this in the face...
"Yue Weiwei, you are cruel!"
Yan Longzi said gritting his teeth.
"Senior brother, I'm not cruel, you're cruel. At least I won't slap myself in the face, giggle." Yue Weiwei blinked and said with a crisp laugh.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
Yan Longzi tensed his face, activated his hands, and slapped in public in front of everyone.
He was very fast, and the person who slapped the slap was a little confused, but his body was too strong and he had a tense face. The sound of the slap was so harsh that it was so far away that many people looked over in surprise.
"It's so miserable..."
Such a miserable scene made people feel distressed.
The feast of dragons has been held so far, it’s fine if the Yanlongzi was slapped in the face by Lin Yun, but he even slapped himself in the face.
I have to say that it is indeed a bit... interesting, and many people couldn't help laughing out loud.
The slap was quickly finished, and the farce came to an end slightly. Yan Longzi was angry in his heart. He looked at Yue Weiwei and said, "I will sooner or later on Lin Yun, let's take a look."
Yue Weiwei was stunned, but then she immediately had a cold flash in her eyes and she smiled and said, "Then let's just look at it."
The storm of Yan Longzi slapping himself quickly spread.
After all, every move of the Three Little Kings has attracted much attention, not to mention that such strange stories have caused many people to discuss.
However, it has no effect on the people of the Holy Alliance.
After Lin Yun had a rest, the chief referee of the Holy League appeared and looked around and pondered: "The four groups of seed players have been born. If anyone is dissatisfied, he can challenge him now, but once he loses, he will lose his qualification for promotion. Think about it carefully."
After the words came to an end, the whispers immediately sounded from the viewing table.
Many players from the four groups flashed their eyes and were all thinking, especially Li Mubai, who was hung on the dragon statue by Lin Yun with a sword.
After all, Lin Yun is not a top-notch powerful man like the Three Little Kings. They are extremely strong in each group and get the seed player without showing off.
In contrast, Lin Yun exposed a lot of trump cards and was injured. He had to say that there was a chance.
If someone takes the lead...
Many people in the four groups looked at Li Mubai, the Tianjian Sect, involuntarily.
His injuries were not very serious. After all, he only got one sword and was not critical, and his injuries had not fully recovered. However, his spirit returned to the peak. If he had the intention to fight, the injury on his body would be nothing.
Li Mubai's face changed, and he was obviously struggling deep in his heart.
He himself will definitely lose to Lin Yun, but if others are added, there may not be no chance.
Unfortunately, when he looked at Nangong Wanyu, the other party closed his eyes and rested without any intention. He looked in the direction of Xuanyang Palace and realized that Lin Tao had been killed by Lin Yun, and his expression became much darker.
No chance...
"Don't think about it, take good care of your injuries."
The leader of the Tianjian Sect glanced at him and completely cut off Li Mubai's mind.
After a long time, no one answered.
The chief referee of the Holy League pondered: "Since everyone is convinced, the four seed players were officially born, Ziyue Cave Tianyu Haotian, Zi Lei Sect Zhao Wuji, Tian Yao Pavilion Yanlongzi, Lingxiao Jian Pavilion Lin Yun, Congratulations to the four people for directly advancing to the top ten. There are six places in the top ten, and we will fight again in three days!"