The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 32: Retain strength
Kneel!
These two words came out very lightly from Lin Yun's mouth, but they fell into Ma Que's ear, but it was as if his chest was blocked by a 10,000-ton boulder.
Kneel or not?
A difficult choice was placed in front of Ma Kui.
A man has gold under his knees, and kneeling to someone other than his parents and teachers is the greatest humiliation.
If you don't kneel down, how can you easily take back what so many people said in front of the sect.
The only hope is that Lin Yun will be kind and actively forgive him.
But now it seems that Lin Yun is reluctant to look at him, and directly asks him to fulfill his promise.
Between advancing and retreating, Ma Kui felt ashamed and frustrated.
The people who spoke to him before, all kept silent, deadly silence.
But for all of this, he took the blame and couldn't blame others.
Plop!
Ma Kui blushed and fell to his knees on the ring with a blushing face. I was so offended just now. I slandered Brother Lin. Please forgive me.
There was an uproar at the scene, and they were all shocked by this scene.
The senior disciple of the outside sect in the hall would kneel down and beg for forgiveness to Lin Yun, who was originally a sword slave.
What can I do without kneeling...
Before Ma Kui was aggressive, and repeatedly pressed each other, Lin Yun all tolerated. There is a cause, there is an effect, how can he get himself into such a situation if he doesn't make things difficult to slander Lin Yun.
If you say something, even if you have a swollen face, kneel and break your leg, you have to swallow it back honestly!
Ma Kui looked at Lin Yun cautiously, but found that the other party was facing him with his back and did not ask him to get up.
When I felt a little anger in my heart, I wanted to take the initiative to get up.
Crack!
A icy killing intent suddenly spread from Lin Yun, covering him.
I looked up, but it was the foil burial sword in Lin Yun's hand, which moved inadvertently for a moment.
Suddenly, before Lin Yun sounded, there was a lightning sword.
There was a panic in Ma Kui's heart. He was a little scared of himself. The moment he stood up, Lin Yun turned and killed him with a sword.
The cold sweat fell from his forehead little by little, his kneeling body trembling slightly.
"Ashamed, let's get out of here."
At this moment, the referee on the ring gave a cold cry.
Ma Kui was relieved, got up quickly, and left the ring dingy.
Lin Yun turned around and put the Lingshi treasures and the scrolls on the ring in the storage bag.
The referee announced in due course that Lin Yun won.
So far, Lin Yun has gone all the way and won 13 consecutive victories.
According to the setting that the winning streak will increase the points, Lin Yun appeared in this group without any suspense.
"Be prepared, don't take the matter to your heart."
Seeing that Lin Yun's expression has not changed, the referee guessed that he was definitely not feeling in his heart, so he said something to comfort him.
It's a good fight. You win the opponent in a fair battle, but you are forced to search your body, and a group of people shout to get out.
"Thank you."
Lin Yun responded and walked off the ring.
The disciple who watched the battle, saw him coming, and quickly let out a way.
A farce, that ends here.
The mid-year assessment will continue.
Lin Yun's mentality did not receive much influence, so he strolled in the martial arts court to observe some opponents in other groups.
In the six groups, he is almost certain to qualify.
As long as you don't meet Zhang Han who is the first in the six groups, you don't even need to draw a sword.
Now, it's time to consider some opponents that need to be met in the second round of the knockout.
In the six groups, Lin Yun has won a streak with a dark horse, attracting attention.
Looking at the entire Qingyun sect outer disciple, Lin Yun's winning streak was not so conspicuous.
Because the elders of the Zongmen had already broken up all the top masters when they were grouped.
There are also quite a few people who have won streaks in other groups.
There are even people who have achieved enough winning streak points to qualify early.
For example, Wang Fei in a group, his sword is as fast as the name suggests, and he can even wield afterimages. The opponent couldn't even catch his eyes, and he was hit by the point of the sword before he understood what was going on.
Almost all the people who met him abstained.
In the top ten rankings of the outer door, he ranks higher than Zhou Yun, ranking in the top three.
But the real horror is Hu Feng, the number one existence in this outer door.
There is no need to participate in the group stage at all. Just like the inner disciple, sit on the high platform and watch the competition.
It makes sense to do so.
Hua Feng has achieved an amazing eightfold in martial arts. It is rumored that he challenged some inner disciples two months ago, which turned out to be a record of winning more than losing!
Entering the inner door this time is almost ironclad.
Lin Yun glanced in the distance and saw this bearded frontman, closing his eyes and resting on the high platform.
It seems that I am not interested in the group stage of the year-end assessment.
Just when I was about to withdraw my gaze, I accidentally saw the existence of Su Ziyao. She sat quietly in the high platform without saying a word.
But it has attracted much attention, not only the same school brothers, but from time to time to her.
Even the senior members of the Zongmen admired her and looked at her with awe.
It seems that the future of the entire sect is all on her.
Her temperament is so unique, even if she doesn't say anything, she compares all the disciples of the same generation of men and women around her.
The brilliance of everyone in his face will be overshadowed.
Lin Yun shook his head, retracted his gaze, and noticed another battle.
It was Zhou Yun, the opponent who made him feel a little desperate two months ago.
Compared with the anger and unwillingness at the time, Lin Yun is now much more sensible, calmly observing the opponent's battle.
Unfortunately...not much value.
Zhou Yun's martial arts seven-fold cultivation base is already outstanding, and he hardly needs to speak.
Stand on it and let the opponent retreat.
There are unwilling disciples who want to try something, but in the face of his powerful aura, he even feels difficult to move.
"So strong! Looking at his aura, his cultivation is also diligent, I am afraid that he is not far from the martial arts eightfold."
Lin Yun frowned slightly, although he didn't see the other party taking action, but only from this momentum.
It can be judged that if you want to beat the opponent now, the chance of winning is still very low.
"Lin Yun vs. Zhang Han!"
While he was pondering, a certain ring in the sixth group announced his battle with Zhang Han.
Lin Yun touched his nose after listening, this is really bad luck.
The sixth group has more than two hundred outside disciples, each of whom only needs to fight for 30 games. If you are lucky, you don't have to run into each other.
The most important thing is that Lin Yun has a winning streak now, and he will win two more games and will directly qualify early.
"Lin Yun actually met Zhang Han!"
"This time is really good. Zhang Hanwu Dao's seven-fold cultivation base, but it is recognized as the first in the six groups."
"But watching Lin Yun's winning streak all the way, even the sword is not drawn, he has the potential to compete for the first place."
"Just now he used Liufeng swordsmanship in the ring, and the rumors are true!"
A group of outer disciples clamored for Lin Yun to roll down before.
Now I heard that Lin Yun and Zhang Han are fighting~IndoMTL.com~ and they both licked their faces and ran over. The number of people was even higher than before.
In other words, these people all hope that Zhang Han can end Lin Yun.
"Why, don't you draw your sword against me?"
Zhang Han was slightly taken aback when he saw Lin Yun coming up empty-handed, but his heart was much stronger than Ma Kui.
The anger in my heart didn't show up at all.
His strong inner cultivation base shows his strong self-confidence.
Lin Yun ignored him and looked at the referee and said: "This time, I abstained."
"Abstain?"
"Did you make a mistake, I abstained!"
"This sword slave is playing with us, right? I finally got up with Zhang Han, and actually abstained."
"There is really no kind, I know that bullying the sixth layer of martial arts and people who are inferior to him."
A group of enthusiastic people suddenly couldn't stand the word abstaining.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm pretty sure."
Faced with the referee's question, Lin Yun nodded and said.
He thinks very clearly. To Zhang Han, who is on the seventh of martial arts, he must use Dacheng Liufeng sword to win.
Exposing your hole cards in advance is not a good thing.
Not to mention that he is almost 100% qualified in these six groups.
"Lin Yun abstained, this time I declare that Zhang Han will win!"
After the referee’s announcement, Zhang Han showed a smile on his face and looked at Lin Yun and said, “That’s right, you will definitely qualify in the sixth group. It’s the smartest thing to retreat when you are in trouble. I appreciate you a little bit now. Hahahaha!"
In Zhang Han's view, Lin Yun must be expected to lose himself, so he took the initiative to abstain.
In this way, he undoubtedly demonstrated his strength even more, which he was quite satisfied with.
In the loud laughter, straighten your chest and walk off the ring.
Lin Yun rolled his eyes in his heart, and was speechless to Zhang Han, who was replenishing his own brain.