The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 29: 1 soaring into the sky!
Lin Yun came very late, but the battle ended very early.
Three punches, just three punches, they defeated Liang Wenbo with great energy.
The disciples watching the battle below all looked surprised.
Lin Yun didn't even draw his sword, so he defeated the powerful Liang Wenbo with three moves.
How strong is his strength?
A stunned look flashed in the eyes of the referee on the ring, and he looked at Lin Yun and said: "Lin Yun? What do I have of you, I have no impression."
The referee obviously meant that Lin Yun's strength, supposedly, should have emerged among the outer disciples long ago.
In his impression, among the outer disciples, he really doesn't remember this number.
"I only became an outer disciple two months ago. Before, I was a sword slave who had been washing the sword pavilion."
Lin Yun doesn't shy away from his birth, and speaks truthfully.
The referee was even more surprised now. He looked at Lin Yun several times and smiled: "That’s no wonder, work hard. You may not be able to qualify for this sixth group. In this match, Lin Yun won. Take one point."
"Thank you."
After the referee pronounced Lin Yun victory, he calmly jumped out of the ring and heaved a sigh of relief.
There was an accident in the process of refining the demon pill.
It took two days to complete the refining and absorption, and he was successfully promoted to the sixth level of martial arts.
At the same time, merging with the evil spirits of the piebald tiger, giving him more aura, the edge and oppression that ordinary people can hardly have.
After he arrived hard and figured out the rules, he finally found his ring.
I almost abstained this round.
The rules for mid-year assessment are very simple, divided into two rounds: group stage and knockout round.
More than two thousand outside disciples were divided into ten groups, each of which had 200 people, and the top eight were selected to enter the next round.
Only the first 80 people are eligible to compete for the ten inner disciples.
Lin Yun observed and found that the strength of each group was relatively even, and the top disciples in the outer sect were evenly divided into each group.
It didn't appear, it was all clustered together.
I want to come here because the elders of Zongmen intended to do so, and try not to let these masters meet in advance and eliminate them prematurely.
Before the next game started, Lin Yun began to observe some of the strong opponents in this group.
In the sixth group, if you say that the strongest is Zhang Han.
Zhang Han is an existence that has the ability to attack the top ten of the outer door, not much weaker than Zhou Yun, and has the six peaks of martial arts.
Besides, Lin Yun doesn't know much.
But don't worry too much, he only needs to score points to enter the top eight to qualify. If you are lucky, you won't run into a lottery with Zhang Han.
"The seventh group, Lin Yun vs. Hu Feng!"
When the referee called his name, Lin Yun hurried to the ring. He didn't want to let his opponent make three more moves.
The Big Wild Goose Art was used, and with a light leap, Lin Yun landed firmly on the ring.
Hu Feng has only five martial arts strengths, much weaker than Liang Wenbo just now.
When he saw Lin Yun coming onto the court, a touch of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
Now that Lin Yun is at the outer door, it can be said that he has risen to fame. I don't know that he has very few outer disciples.
From the humble sword slave to defeating Chen Xiao with a punch, this experience is a miracle.
When the referee announced the start, Hu Feng gritted his teeth and charged with all his energy.
He uses his palm as a knife, and his inner strength is concentrated in his palm, and it seems that a hint of cold light flashes through.
Obviously, the other party is already quite skilled in this way, and it looks so different.
Tiger Punch!
Stand up, bend your knees. Lin Yun jumped to his feet, and the moment he condensed his momentum, he punched out instantly.
Boom!
The two are in the air, fighting together.
Hu Feng snorted, directly in the air, and was blasted off the ring by Lin Yun.
"Lin Yun wins!"
The referee froze for a while and announced the result.
"It's Tiger Fist again!"
"Why does this happen, Lin Yun doesn't plan to use a sword anymore?"
"I really want to see Liufeng swordsmanship!"
The disciple off the court, seeing Lin Yun end the fight with a punch, was greatly disappointed.
After a short break, it was Lin Yun's turn to play again to meet the third opponent.
The opponent's reputation is not obvious, and he has not reached the sixth level of martial arts.
Lin Yun still has some trouble if such opponents do their best before refining the demon pill.
Now, he has successfully refined the demon pill and promoted to the sixth level of martial arts.
Under the advantage of repairing, it is too easy to deal with.
Almost a face-to-face, easily crushed each other.
"Lin Yun wins!"
"Lin Yun wins!"
……
"Lin Yun wins!"
Three consecutive victories, four consecutive victories, five consecutive victories, six consecutive victories... Lin Yun quickly reached an amazing ten consecutive victories!
Outer disciples, after all, there are only a few who have a cultivation base that surpasses the six levels of martial arts.
Except for Liang Wenbo, his first opponent, Lin Yun responded with some dangerous accidents at first.
Afterwards, he won a streak all the way, with one punch at least and four or five punches at most.
The most important thing is that he only used Tiger Punch for ten consecutive victories, which has to be shocking.
When his thirteenth match began, Lin Yun finally ushered in a ruthless character.
Ma Kui!
Six levels of martial arts, proficient in advanced martial arts Ziyunquan, practice iron wall skills, and train a body of bronze skin and iron bones.
In the seven groups, even Zhang Han, who is recognized as the number one, has a headache facing him.
Ma Kui came along this way, also unbeaten in a winning streak, and also swept his opponent.
His boxing technique itself is overbearing and fierce, and he is astonishingly fleshy when he is trained in iron wall skills, and almost no one wants to fight him.
"This looks good, I see Lin Yun, I must use a sword!"
"In the face of Zhang Han, I dare not use the sword. That is looking for death."
"Both of them have a winning streak. No matter who wins, one of them will end the winning streak."
"I heard that the winning streak seems to double the points, and the impact is still great."
Thirteen consecutive victories, Lin Yun has not used a sword, and has disappointed many spectators.
Lin Yun has his own consideration, Liufeng swordsmanship is his biggest hole card.
If you can hide a hand in the group stage, it will play an amazing role in the knockout stage.
In the group stage, you don’t need to use it!
Furthermore, the peak and perfect Tiger Fist, combined with the third level of pure Yang Gong, is enough to deal with most opponents.
When everyone saw Lin Yun, empty-handed, they just stepped onto the ring.
All dumbfounded!
"I'll go, this is too much to look down on Ma Kui?"
"Little sword slave, once gained power, he was so rampant, Brother Ma, let's cheer for you!"
"Come on, Brother Ma, let him know how powerful your Ziyun Fist is!"
Ma Kui frowned slightly on the ring, his face was a bit ugly, Zhang Han didn't dare to look down on him so much.
A sword slave, after a bit of adventure, turned out to be so arrogant.
"Little Sword Slave, do you look down on my Ma somebody?"
A trace of anger flashed in Zhang Han's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Pull out your sword, even if you lose to you today, I will be convinced by the Liufeng swordsmanship."
"Sorry, I didn't plan to use a sword in this battle."
Lin Yun explained deliberately, not to look down on the other party, but after thinking about it, this thing is unclear.
"Arrogant!"
Lin Yun's words completely angered Ma Kui, and the iron wall power was operated.
His already tall figure swelled again and became extremely burly. The naked muscles of the upper body, under the sunlight, exudes a faint metallic luster.
Crush!
Ma Kui rushed forward, leaving a deep footprint on the rock on the ring every step he took.
The ground seemed to tremble, and the faces of the disciples from the audience changed drastically.
"Brother Ma is angry!"
"Unexpectedly, Brother Ma's strength is so strong, it seems that there are hidden means in front of him."
"Well, I think this sword slave stepped down like this, but he said he doesn't need a sword!"
When the spectators saw that Ma Kui had such a powerful strength, they were particularly excited.
Lin Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he greeted the opponent with a violent punch.
Clang!
Both fists bumped, and a loud noise erupted, and Lin Yun suddenly felt his five fingers numb, and the pain continued.
"This is just the beginning!"
Notice the slight change in Lin Yun's face, Ma Kui smiled slightly, his fist darkened a little bit.
Double fists are like wind, blasting constantly.
Boom bang bang!
Lin Yun fought decisively with tiger fists, receiving every punch.
When the opponent's fist completely turned purple, he snorted and was blasted out.
I almost fell out of the ring.
"Ziyunquan!"
"Brother Ma Kui's Ziyun Fist is already done!"
The disciple in the audience exclaimed when Ma Kui turned into a purple fist.
"What a strong boxing technique!"
Lin Yun was shocked in his heart, and immediately changed his strategy.
He dodges at high speed with the style of Big Goose Jue, and is no longer fighting the opponent.
Clang clang!
In a moment, Lin Yun dodged at high speed, and countless fists fell on the opponent. With a metal-like crash, Lin Yun's arms were almost numb, but the other party looked like nothing happened.
"It's useless, you can't break my physical defenses. No matter how many times I get hit by you, I'll be fine. And as long as I hit you, I can defeat you, like now!"
Huh!
The moment the voice fell, Ma Kui blasted out with a punch, as fast as lightning.
This punch has been planned for a long time. It came too fast and the angle was tricky, so Lin Yun couldn't get out of it.
There was only time to cross arms to block, and was blasted by the opponent.
Puff!
Lin Yun felt a sweetness in his throat and a trace of blood stains at the corner of his mouth, but he was hurt by the inner strength of the opponent's Ziyun fist.
"Sword slave, this is the fate of you if you don't draw your sword, give me defeat!"
A fist hurt Lin Yun, Ma Kui yelled, before Lin Yun landed. He rushed madly again, tall and mighty, he was like a copper wall and iron wall, and he rushed over like a bull.
"To win!"
Seeing Lin Yun's desperate situation, watching the disciples from below, he shouted.
Lin Yun raised his brows. He didn't expect Ma Kui to have such a scheming.
Knowing that his body is not as good as himself, I just waited for the moment he landed and blasted the pinnacle of Ziyun Quan~IndoMTL.com~ But if you want him to draw the sword, this ability is really not enough.
Boom bang bang!
Lin Yun's bones burst and the sound is like thunder. When he hits the ground, he will display all the power of Tiger Fist's peak consummation.
At this moment, the fierce tiger fist at its peak is full of firepower, without reservation.
A terrible aura that surpassed the six levels of martial arts erupted from him. When he clenched his five fingers, he blasted his fist out in an instant.
There seemed to be a fierce tiger behind him, roaring endlessly.
Following his blast, the Tiger seemed to have jumped from the mountain to the ring, bringing the boundless wind.
The tiger returns to the mountain, the beasts come!
Crack!
The fists touched each other, and there seemed to be a sound of breaking.
Ma Kui, who rushed madly, showed a huge shocked expression on his face, and in a flash, he was blown upside down.
After landing, the body returned to normal, gliding more and more, sliding out of the ring all the way.
Roar!
In the empty arena, the tiger roars and the wind blows away.
Blowing Lin Yun's clothes, facing Huang Jian's arrogant bullishness that day, he once again appeared on his delicate face.
"This is the Tiger Fist of the Peak and Consummation!"
"My God, someone actually practiced a set of Tiger Boxing to the peak of perfection."
"How much perseverance and perseverance are needed to do this."
"Ma Kui defeated Ma Kui, 13 consecutive victories...can't stop it, this sword slave is really going to soar into the sky."
The disciples who watched the battle from the audience looked dead, facing the sudden reversal of the situation, it was really unacceptable.
Just so close, so close, Lin Yun lost.
The last ridiculous thing is Lin Yun after all.
Just as someone said, Lin Yun, who has won thirteen consecutive victories, has soared into the sky and it is hard to stop!
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