The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 44: Lin is not a talent

Father Zhou, who was frightened back by one person and one horse, has an angry face.

It's a shame to think that he was an elder of the sect and was forced back in public by a sword slave and a monster beast.

What's even more annoying is that the blood dragon on the ring is making a weird laugh, seeming to mock him.

What was originally a serious matter caused a roar of laughter from all sides.

The angry father Zhou was so angry that he threw Zhou Yun down and prepared to kill him again.

"Absurd!"

At this moment, an anger sounded from the high platform, and the voice came from the lord Tianming who was sitting in the center.

Wow!

He seems to be verbalizing Tianxian, and the huge martial arts field is shrouded by his aura.

The laughter in the audience suddenly stopped, Zhou's face changed drastically, and there was no time to speak.

I just listened to Tian Tian said in a cold voice: "Elder Zhou, you dare to break the rules of your ancestors for hundreds of years. I think you are not dead!"

At this moment, whether it is the inner disciples and elders on the high platform, or the thousands of outer disciples below.

All felt a terrible killing intent, deep into the bone marrow, and the hair was horrified.

"Don't go back to me yet!"

A yelling, let Zhou's father feel relieved, and take Zhou Yun away in a desperate manner.

There was a smile on Tianming Ming’s face, his murderous aura disappeared, and he whispered softly: "Yes, I'm a sword slave, I can walk step by step to today. Everyone must look at Lin Yun, if everyone can be like Lin Yun In general, why not worry about my Qingyun Sect being unhappy!"

Lin Yun arched his hands and said: "Sect Master Xie praised."

"You go down first. There is no right or wrong in the arena. Whoever dares to embarrass you in the future is against me!"

The remarks made during the day during the day can be regarded as dispelling some of Lin Yun's worries.

Zhou Yun's family is in Qingyun Sect, but they are quite powerful. With the promise of the sovereign, these people will not dare to move him.

Lin Yun's game is over, but the shock it can bring is far from eliminated.

The disciples in the audience were all talking about how Lin Yun finally reversed and won.

After Zhou Yun showed the profound armor, almost no one thought that Lin Yun would still win.

But no one thought that Lin Yunren walked with the sword and returned to the light to take a picture. In an instant, he left a few afterimages beside Zhou Yun.

When he took the sword and returned it to its sheath, Zhou Yun's blood and arrows were like rainbows, like flowers in full bloom.

There are very few outer disciples who can see that sword clearly.

Many people are still quite puzzled.

"Don't guess, that's a killer move that can only be performed after Liufeng Swordsmanship is completed, return to the light and take a photo!"

In the crowd, Zhang Han, a senior disciple of the foreign sect, looked melancholy and sighed softly.

"Dacheng Liufeng sword technique? Zhang Han, are you right?"

"Swordsmanship is not easy, let alone the flow wind swordsmanship, which is too amazing?"

"It's absolutely impossible, Zhou Yun's Thunder Snake sword technique is still alive before it's fired!"

Zhang Han didn't bother to explain it anymore, so these outside disciples guessed.

It's just that I feel very upset, watching this Lin Yun's match.

He had already guessed that Lin Yun had voluntarily abstained from him half a month ago in order to hide this masterful Liufeng sword technique.

Think about myself, thinking that the other party was scared off by him, and laughed away.

Think about it now, I'm really ashamed.

When Lin Yun got off the ring, the second round of mid-year assessments continued.

I have to say that this second round of competition is indeed wonderful.

Eighty people killed from the group stage, all have unique skills, almost everyone has hole cards.

Unfortunately, Lin Yun's shocking performance came first.

The competition at the back, no matter how exciting it is, it makes people feel that something is always worse.

Lin Yun led the blood dragon horse, came to the side of the court, sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and feeling.

Zhou Yun can also be regarded as the strongest opponent he has encountered since becoming an outer disciple.

Fight against the first battle, and benefit a lot.

I feel faintly, that the breath of poor cultivation at the sixth peak of the martial arts has found a little feeling.

Time slowly passed, and the first round of the knockout round gradually came to an end.

The second round is on!

Now there are only forty people left, who are eligible to compete for ten inner disciples, and the competition has become more intense.

"The sixth game, Zhang Han vs. Lin Yun!"

On the competition stage, the referee loudly announced the players in the sixth round of the knockout round.

After Zhang Han heard this, his face suddenly became like pig liver, extremely ugly.

What is really afraid of.

Zhou Yun was no longer an opponent, let alone the stronger Lin Yun.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Han bit his scalp and stepped onto the martial arts stage.

Bidou is always variable, who knows if the opponent will make a mistake.

What's more, your own cultivation is noble than the other party after all, it doesn't mean there is no chance at all.

"Lin Yun will fight, Lin Yun will come to fight!"

Seeing that Lin Yun was not on stage, the referee shouted loudly.

"Come!"

Just listened to a puffy voice in response, and everyone followed the voice and looked back.

I saw Lin Yun sitting cross-legged beside Xuelongma, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Boom!

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and his aura changed drastically, instantly breaking through the six shackles of martial arts.

He broke through!

"My God, I was right, he was practicing with his eyes closed just now."

"Affirmed that the previous battle has strengthened his martial arts awareness, and he will choose to break through on the spot."

"This is really self-confidence. In case of failure, not to mention serious injuries, you will lose your qualifications for a little delay."

The outer disciple who saw this scene, his heart pounded again and again, he only felt that Lin Yun was really bold, walking on the tip of the knife.

Swish swish!

Lin Yun, who has been promoted to the seventh martial arts level, only feels that his strength has skyrocketed, and the Big Goose Art can be used more easily.

Take your toes lightly, jump three feet away in one step, and two or three ups and downs came to the ring.

Looking at Lin Yun, who is on the opposite side of Martial Arts Seventh Layer, Zhang Han's face was like ashes, and he smirked: "Lin Yun, you can really play!"

First, confronted him in the previous round and abstained, and now confronted him, his cultivation level suddenly skyrocketed.

Simply don't give him a way to survive, let him fight on.

Lin Yun was taken aback for a while, and then he understood, and smiled: "Sorry, I realized on the spot, a little bit of hard work broke the bottleneck."

"Haha."

Zhang Lenglin laughed, tossed his sleeves heavily, and said loudly, "I abstained!"

Such a scene is hilarious.

Originally, he didn't wait to see Lin Yun so much, and thought he was going to fight desperately. Who knew he would abstain in a blink of an eye.

"Lin Yunsheng."

The referee also simply announced the result directly.

The victory so easily made Lin Yun feel a little regretful. He also wanted to try how much his strength has increased after reaching the seventh level of martial arts.

Win two rounds in a row, and then as long as you defeat the opponent in the last round, you can successfully promote the inner door.

Not long after stepping down the ring, I suddenly heard cheers.

Lin Yun looked back and found that it was the outer disciple Hu Feng who was on the court.

Beard Feng!

This name is like Lei Guaner, powerful, talented and abnormal, and he has eight martial arts in his training.

No one can shake the first position of the outer door.

There are countless deeds about him, and he is a legendary figure in the outer door of Qingyunzong.

"Brother Hu, I will not abstain!"

The disciple who was facing him, looked nervous, and said nervously.

"It doesn't matter."

Beard Feng said lightly, raising his hand and banging out with a palm.

Boom!

His footsteps are not moving, relying on the cultivation base of Budo Eightfold behind him, he takes a palm in the air.

The opponent was forced out of the ring.

"So strong!"

Lin Yun's heart was slightly shocked, martial arts eightfold, this is the terrible cultivation of martial arts eightfold.

"Beard Feng, Beard Feng!"

The audience cheered, and many outside disciples shouted his name.

When the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the martial arts field, the entire elimination game is over.

Lin Yun calmly defeated his opponent in the third round and successfully reached the top ten of the mid-year assessment competition, completing a counterattack that ordinary people seem to be impossible.

From the sword slave to the outer disciple, then from the outer disciple, all the way out.

Ten people climbed on the high platform and stood on the same stage with the inner disciples and the elders of the sect~ IndoMTL.com~ Yes, congratulations on being the top ten in the mid-year assessment. Afterwards, everyone can go to the Zongwu Hall to receive one Rewards. Now, you still have a right, everyone has the qualification to challenge the inner disciples once! "

Sect Master Tian Mingming said softly with a smile on his face.

Inner disciples, the competition is more intense, and the rankings vary greatly.

Now is to give ten people a power to defeat the veteran inner disciple, and you can directly get the opponent's ranking.

However, there were ten people in the field, and most of them seemed calmer.

Zongmen pay attention to competition, but in the final analysis they are more humane and have deeper factions.

To challenge each other in front of so many people, it is clear that I look down on each other, and it is better to win.

In case you lose, after the mid-year assessment, the other party may decide how to retaliate against you.

Of course, Huofeng is an exception. No one compares him to himself.

Almost as soon as the lord’s voice fell, he looked up at an inner disciple and said: "Hu is not talented, I want to ask Brother Feng for advice."

The disciple of the inner sect who was called Senior Brother Feng did not see any anger. He smiled bitterly and said, "A month ago, I was defeated by you. I really can't talk about asking for advice. I give up."

Give up...

Such a scene is both unexpected and reasonable.

In general, it didn't cause much disturbance.

"Who else would dare to come forward? Is it just the beard and frontman who has this courage?"

Sect Master smiled brightly during the day, and softly encouraged.

But no one responded, and most of them bowed their heads and said nothing. After all, not everyone has eight levels of martial arts cultivation like Hu Feng.

It is reasonable for him to go up and challenge, and it is an accident not to go up.

"Mou Lin is not talented, would like to give it a try!"

Just when everyone felt that no one wanted.

Lin Yun said in a deep voice with a firm expression and a round tone.

The audience exclaimed in an uproar.