"What happened just now? You could win but suddenly stopped moving?"
"Let me tell you, Lin Dong, you didn't lose to Xiang Cheng and the others on purpose because you were afraid of offending Xiang Cheng and the others, right?"
There was a sound of ridicule from below. Lin Dong paused for a moment, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he left without explaining anything.
"Hey! What's his attitude!"
"That's right! I see there must be something wrong with this! It's obviously waterproof!"
Zhang Hualiang was even more angry when he saw it.
This Lin Dong! He definitely did it on purpose! Otherwise, with his cultivation, how could he not be able to deal with a newcomer who has just stepped into Xuantian Mirror?
Zhang Hualiang originally thought that Lin Dong could teach that kid a lesson for him, but in the end, the kid was promoted?
Zhang Hualiang's eyes were sinister, and his whole body was filled with a very uncomfortable evil spirit, which made the disciples around him afraid to approach him.
On the high platform in the distance, Han Xin looked at the young man's leaving figure and withdrew his gaze.
"That's him?"
Next to him, stood an old man. It was the master of the three of them, Qiu Xinshui.
"yes."
The reason why Mr. Qiu is here is because he wants to see the young man who his disciple said cured his hidden illness. Half a year has passed since Han Xin's old injury, but it still hasn't healed.
Qiu Xinshui originally planned to go to the inner sect to seek medicine for her disciple, but she didn't expect that a new disciple who had just started cured him.
That's right, Han Xin was cured of his hidden illness within a few days of taking the medicine given by Ling Xuewei.
He was cured even before he finished drinking the potion.
Han Xin was very surprised that the medicine was more effective than him. Qiu Xinshui also learned about this and was delighted, but also decided to come and see the young man.
What a coincidence, I was witnessing the first round of the boy's showdown.
"Is that Lin Dong from Class B? His appearance is not bad, and his temperament is calm." Qiu Xinshui still knows a little about Lin Dong, and has heard a few old guys mention it, saying that he has a promising future.
"Xin'er, what do you think?"
"It's an illusion. There's a layer of barrier added to the illusion. From the outside, you can't see anything. The speed of casting the spell is not slow."
"Well, to be able to catch Lin Dong so quickly, his cultivation should be no lower than a second-level Xuantianjing genius. You said he just joined the outer sect?"
Han Xin's eyes flashed.
"Yes, he originally came from Qingxuanyuan..."
"His physical skills and strength are not what a Qingxuanyuan disciple should have."
Han Xin was surprised and thoughtful.
"He has a lot of secrets, so be more careful." Qiu Xinshui said calmly.
"Disciple understands, but he helped his disciple cure his hidden disease after all..."
"Master, I understand that if he doesn't have any objections, you are free to interact with him. The person Su Yuanzhi likes will be good."
"yes."
Watching his master leave, Han Xin looked towards the field, where he saw that the young man had long since disappeared.
Ling Xuewei didn't know that her secret was almost completely revealed in just one face-to-face meeting.
Three days later.
Ling Xuewei passed the test and won all the way.
Finally, on the fourth day, she reached the top 100. Of course, in order not to expose her strength, she still acted reluctantly.
Actually, it's a bit forced.
Ling Xuewei had too many scruples and did not dare to use many tricks for fear that people would notice. After all, there were so many pairs of eyes around her staring at her, so maybe her secret would be exposed.
Ling Xuewei used basically all the boxing techniques from the outer sect, and at most she added some seemingly shapeless routines. She was determined to win the game quickly and win the game in one fell swoop before anyone could react.
Fortunately, these opponents were all from Class C and Class D, so she was able to sing all the way and enter the top 100.
But on the fifth day, her good luck came to an abrupt end. This time her opponent was actually from Class A.
With the sound of a bell, the two men took the stage.
"This guy actually made it all the way to the finals! He's so lucky, right?"
"Is it really just luck? I watched her game. This kid had two hits, and his opponent in the first round was Lin Dong from Class B!"
"Lin Dong? Real or fake? Is that the martial arts idiot Lin Dong?"
"Yeah, if he didn't have any ability, how could he have made it this far? I don't believe it!"
"Anyway, his luck has come to an end today! The target is the elite of Class A! I don't believe he can still win!"
"That's it! Okay, stop talking and let's get started!"
Three clang clangs sounded, and the competition on the stage officially began.
The two of them were on opposite sides, neither of them taking the lead, as they both seemed to be assessing the other's strength.
After a moment, the opponent made the first move.
He pulled out the sword directly, and the spiritual energy around his body suddenly surged.
The spiritual pressure belonging to the high level of Xuantian Mirror's third level enveloped the air.
"High level of the third heaven? Tsk, has Senior Brother Jiang improved again? I remember he was still at the middle level of the third level before! In less than a year, he was promoted to the high level? Isn't he too evil?"
"Is it just that Senior Brother Jiang drew his sword when he came up?"
The sword in Jiang Min's hand buzzed, and he looked at Ling Xuewei in front of him. This young man is very strong. In this case, he must try his best from the beginning!
Buzz!
The sword flew out and split into nine handles instantly, "Nine Swords to Lead the Dragon!"
"roar!"
Faintly, there seemed to be a dragon roaring out! With a bang, it attacked Ling Xuewei with vast spiritual energy!
Bang!
Ling Xuewei's body was blown away by the sword energy. Although she dodged at the last moment, she was still scratched! The sword energy was like a series of sharp blades, leaving three blood marks on her hands and face.
His body spun in the air, and the wind force silently activated him, and he returned to the arena. To outsiders, it was his body that twisted strangely.
"Huh?"
Xiang Cheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, said, "Did you think his actions just now were weird?"
"really……"
Han Xin frowned, "I always feel like he's hiding something."
"No matter what, the opponent is Jiang Min. If he doesn't try his best, he will lose."
Xiao Yan suddenly spoke.
The three of them didn't have a game in the morning, so they came over to watch the game.
In previous games, more than 90% of those who encountered them would automatically admit defeat, so up to now, they had not really played a game, so watching the fierce competition between the young people, they couldn't help but feel eager to try.
"Jiang Min, this guy is relatively low-key and doesn't talk much. I don't know much about him. Is he very strong?"
Xiang Cheng looked at Han Xin and asked.
Han Xin rolled his eyes at him, "His ranking in the last major exam was eighteenth, what do you think?"
"You're only eighteen, so you're so early compared to us!" Xiang Cheng snorted disdainfully.
"Is it possible to compete like this? Bi has forgotten that his opponent is not us, but Junior Brother Mo."
really.
With Junior Brother Mo's cultivation level, he has almost no chance of winning against Jiang Min.
But Han Xin recalled what his master said before, and the young man might still have some spare hands.
At this moment, the competition on the stage is getting more and more intense, the spiritual energy is dancing, the wind is strong, and the air is rustling. (To be continued)