Luo Lin roared angrily and struck out with all his strength, the aura around his body opened and closed, and the billowing spiritual power was like a raging wave.
Yin Bing's figure is erratic, like a canoe floating in the angry sea, or like a dead leaf swaying in the strong wind.
No matter how Luo Lin attacked, he seemed unable to really hit his opponent. After dozens of attacks, he gradually became a little restless.
"Jie Jie Jie! You are dead!"
Yin Bing let out several strange screams like a ghost, and suddenly turned into a wavering black shadow and swooped out.
"Shameless talk!"
Luo Lin was furious and struck out with all his strength towards the black shadow.
There was a loud bang, but his attack hit the air, and he even staggered.
At this moment, a ghostly black shadow suddenly appeared on his side!
Yin Bing laughed strangely, and shook out a gentle palm wind from his right hand, which directly touched Luo Lin's face.
"Damn it!"
Luo Lin screamed, and his body suddenly began to shake violently, as if he had seen some horrific scene, with a look of horror on his face.
In the blink of an eye, he covered his eyes and fell to the ground rolling!
"Jie Jie Jie, go to hell!"
Yin Bing turned into a ghostly black shadow and appeared above him. With a shake of his arms, two balls of black smoke rolled out.
Hiss!
After a strange sound, Luo Lin's body trembled wildly, and his exposed skin suddenly turned black, and even black water emerged, exuding an incomparable stench!
"Damn it! What kind of magic did he do?"
"That's unreasonable! How come you have such a disciple in Lei Ming Academy?"
In the spectator seats, the faces of all the elders changed drastically, and they all stood up and asked sternly.
"Don't make such a fuss, this is Yin Bing's bloodline talent, not some evil magic!"
Lei Lie shook his head and sneered, with a mocking look on his face.
"What bullshit bloodline talent, it's all nonsense!"
"This is obviously a heretical sorcery, but you dare to say it's a bloodline talent?"
Of course, the elders of Spirit Sword Academy refused to accept it. In their view, Yin Bing's method was simply an evil technique that was harmful to nature and should be tolerated by Thunder Academy.
Lei Lie shook his head and sighed, looking at these people coldly, showing an extremely lost expression.
"I wonder if any of you have heard of the name 'Netherworld Bloodline'?"
"Netherworld bloodline?"
"What? Yin Bing actually has this kind of bloodline!"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically when they heard this, and everyone was shocked!
The Nether Bloodline does exist on this continent, but that happened a long time ago.
This kind of bloodline often appeared in ancient times, but because of its weird methods, it was mostly frowned upon by ordinary people. Later, it became increasingly weak and is now almost extinct.
"Hiss! I didn't expect that Lei Ming Academy would have this kind of bloodline!"
"This kind of bloodline can confuse the opponent's mind. Even if his cultivation level is one level lower, he will often take advantage of him. This is going to be troublesome!"
The elders of Spirit Sword Academy looked at each other with extremely ugly expressions.
Not to mention the Open Heaven Realm warriors, even the Moon Reaching Realm masters must be cautious when encountering this kind of bloodline, or even stay away from them, otherwise once they are entangled by the opponent, the consequences will be disastrous!
It was because of his tricks that Luo Lin had such strong hallucinations that he suffered a mental breakdown and eventually died.
Having such a character among the opponents is really a huge bad news for the Spirit Sword Academy.
Whether it is Yun Zhongtian or Jiang Tian, as long as they encounter Yin Bing, it can be said that they have almost no chance of winning!
"This is really troublesome!"
"Yun Zhongtian has amazing talents, I hope I can block his natural attack!"
"Perhaps it's not such a coincidence, Yun Zhongtian may not be able to draw him." Some people were lucky and muttered to themselves.
"It's best to do this, otherwise even if Yun Zhongzhenzhen can win, it will probably cost a lot!"
The faces of all the elders were extremely solemn, and they were extremely worried about the next situation.
…
The third round of competition ended quickly. Excluding the disciples who were eliminated and those who were seriously injured and unable to play, there were only ten people left in the end.
Among them, Yun Zhongtian and Jiang Tian from Spirit Sword Academy occupied two seats.
Among the remaining eight people, Tianwu Academy occupies three seats and Leiming Academy occupies five seats.
Ouyang Xi frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with the situation in front of him, which was quite different from his original expectation.
In his expectation, after three rounds, at most only Yun Zhongtian would be left in Spirit Sword Academy, and they would be evenly matched with Thunder Academy.
But the reality is a bit cruel. Two people from Spirit Sword Academy advanced, while only one person from Tianwu Academy advanced. Among the final ten, Thunder Academy competed with five.
What does this mean?
This shows that the strength and foundation of the Leiming Academy family can surpass that of the Spirit Sword and Tianwu families!
This gap is so huge that it is surprising.
Fortunately, the competition was not over yet. Looking at the remaining three disciples, Ouyang Xi's mood quickly calmed down.
These three people are all top experts of Tianwu Academy. It can be said that the three of them represent the highest level of the younger generation of Tianwu Academy!
As long as they are here, Tianwu Academy's performance will not be bad.
Although the performance of the Spirit Sword Academy was a little unexpected, under the strong attack of the two academies, it could only end sadly.
The final decisive battle is, of course, between the Tianwu and Lei Ming families. As long as these three people perform normally, they may not lose to the geniuses from Lei Ming Academy!
Ouyang Xi nodded slowly, exhaled a sullen breath, and a long light flashed in his deep eyes.
At this moment, the happiest person is of course Lei Lie. They occupy five seats among the top ten, forming an overwhelming advantage over the other two.
This situation is basically consistent with his prediction, and basically reflects the strength comparison of the three colleges.
The only slight difference was the two people from the Spirit Sword Academy, especially Jiang Tian's promotion, which made him a little surprised.
But considering the three geniuses from Tianwu Academy and the five top masters from their own school, the two of them from Lingjian Academy are really weak, and it is almost impossible to advance again.
"It's already a great miracle that Spirit Sword Academy can make it to this round, but your good luck has come to an end and will stop here soon!"
Lei Lie shook his head and sneered, looking unconcerned.
They have genius disciples like Yin Bing and the top geniuses from Thunder College, so there is no way they could lose to the other two schools no matter what.
The drawing of lots started soon, and the elders of the Spirit Sword Academy widened their eyes and looked nervous.
"I hope Yun Zhongtian doesn't draw Yin Bing, otherwise his strength advantage will be greatly reduced!"
"That's right! With his great strength, as long as he doesn't draw Yin Bing, there will be no problem in advancing!"
"I think even if Yin Bing wins, Yun Zhongtian has a greater chance of winning, but the opponent's methods are too weird, which always makes people feel unsure!"
The elders discussed quietly, looking very solemn.
After the first lottery was drawn, two disciples from Tianwu Academy and Leiming Academy faced off.
In the spectator seats, the elders of Spirit Sword Academy breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became nervous again.