The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 45: Heart has a tiger sniffs the rose

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

The voice is not loud, but it is neither humble nor utterance, and it reaches everyone's ears clearly.

Huh!

The other nine people standing on the same line as him, including Hu Feng, all turned their heads at the same time.

Not only that, even the expressions are exactly the same.

This sword slave is crazy!

Under the high platform, more than two thousand outer disciples were surprised for a while.

An exclamation broke out, and he looked extremely excited.

An accident is always the biggest surprise. By now, everyone has felt that Lin Yun can no longer judge by common sense.

Whether it was a winning streak that began in the group stage, or today's defeat of Zhou Yun, he made a breakthrough.

What he brought to Qingyunzong was a new wind, and he had a style that no one had ever shown before.

Whether he wins or loses, at least Lin Yun has made a different choice.

When others choose to protect themselves, they would rather shrink their heads than offend the inner disciples.

Lin Yun, he stood up and showed his determination!

On the high platform, many inner disciples also have different expressions.

A look of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the young master Bai Yufan.

Lin Yun in front of him gave him a big surprise, he didn't seem to care about his origin. What you see in him is never humble and never speak, exudes a passionate spirit.

The other inner disciples looked a little ugly.

No matter who Lin Yun chooses, he will feel embarrassed for a while.

The inner disciple's victory over Lin Yun is justified, but if he loses, he will lose face.

If you win, you won’t be pleased, and you lose everything.

Tian Tianming laughed and said: "Okay, ambitious. Whether you win or lose, I will reward you with a heart-raising pill! Now, who do you want to challenge."

As soon as this statement came out, the faces of the other nine people all showed regret.

Yangxin Dan!

Lin Yun's eyes were full of jealousy, so he won a heart-raising pill for nothing.

It's too cheap for this sword slave!

But these people didn't expect Lin Yun to stand up at the risk of being retaliated by the inner disciples.

"Thank you Sovereign, I need to take a look first..."

There is no wave in Lin Yun's heart. His thoughts are very pure, just to verify his own strength at the moment.

Furthermore, I was promoted to inner disciple for the first time.

Failure in the challenge will not affect the ranking. If you win, the ranking will jump directly. Why don’t you have the courage to try?

A martial artist can lose everything, but he can't lose his spirit!

His gaze glided across the faces of the inner disciples, looking for a suitable opponent.

After a while, the circling line of sight inevitably fell on Su Ziyao's face.

The two have never looked at each other at such close distance, never stood on the same stage for a single moment.

When his gaze fell on that face, his unwavering heart, rippled.

Su Ziyao has no expression on her face, no one can guess what she is in on her delicate face.

Is there a hint of surprise in her heart?

Lin Yun gave a bitter smile in his heart, what I was thinking, turned my gaze, and fixed himself on one person.

"This brother, Lin wants to ask you for advice."

When the challenger was determined, there was a sound of discussion underneath.

"Brother Ma Tianyi!"

"Lin Yun chose Brother Ma. Brother Ma is not weak at all, and his cultivation has already reached the eighth level of martial arts."

"If you remember correctly, Brother Ma's storm swordsmanship is also a realm of great success!"

It can be clearly seen that when Lin Yun made a choice, Ma Tianyi's mouth twitched.

He was extremely upset inside.

So many inner disciples chose him, do you look down on him?

In front of the lord, Ma Tianyi was unable to attack, and his face was gloomy: "Please!"

Wow!

Suddenly, the two of them took off from front to back and landed on the competition platform below.

Ma Tianyi looked at Lin Yun and said coldly: "I don't know why you chose me, but I will definitely make you regret the choice you made!"

"That may disappoint you. No matter how badly I lose, I will never regret it. You can do it."

Lin Yun felt calm and calm.

"As you wish!"

Wow!

Ma Tianyi drew his sword out of its sheath, and his martial arts aura rose to the peak in an instant.

The huge sword power shrouded like a storm.

Dragons and tigers live in power!

Lin Yun took a step and got up together.

The seven levels of martial arts cultivation, with the blessing of dragons and tigers, can barely resist in momentum.

Although it is still at a disadvantage, it is not to the point where it cannot be used.

In the burst of shouts, Ma Tianyi's body blew up and a sword stabbed.

The strong wind condenses on the blade, like a stream of light, stabs.

So fast!

Lin Yun was slightly startled. With the blessing of the eightfold cultivation base of martial arts, the opponent's storm swordsmanship was a bit scary.

Don't dare to neglect, the Dacheng Liufeng swordsmanship was carried out in Lin Yun's hands.

Flowing wind swordsmanship is better than storm swordsmanship.

Under the advantage of the opponent's realm, the gap in swordsmanship itself can be completely made up.

Faced with Zhou Yun's suppression, it didn't show up at all.

On the contrary, the violent sword force condensed by the opponent's storm sword technique firmly suppressed Lin Yun.

He even let his Liufeng swordsmanship be used, which is quite unsatisfactory.

As soon as they played against each other, the difference in strength between the two sides immediately became apparent.

Lin Yun's face was struggling, and under the sword of the violent storm, he moved from the left to the right.

He is like a lone boat in a storm, ups and downs, wandering, as if it would capsize at any time.

The dangerous situation is frightening.

Bearded on the high platform, showing satisfaction, if Lin Yun could defeat the inner disciple.

Then his victory seemed a bit unproud.

Such a situation can bring out his reputation as the number one in the outside world!

Young Sect Master Bai Yufan sighed in his heart, the difference in background is still too big, Lin Yun has no backhand power at all.

Wang Ning sneered and said: "If this sword slave chooses me, I will not be as gentle as Ma Tianyi. Three moves will destroy him!"

"Sure enough, as I expected, a little overwhelming!"

"Does he really think he can be compared with Hu Feng?"

The inner disciple on the high platform, seeing this situation, his face was disdainful, and his heart was relieved.

The delicate face of Lin Yun on the competition stage was full of stubbornness.

His eyes flashed brightly, and his heart was filled with excitement.

This battle is indeed the right choice!

Under Ma Tianyi's strong pressure, he can feel that his understanding of swordsmanship is improving rapidly.

Various deficiencies, bit by bit from this moment, are fully revealed.

People are not afraid of war and don't cowardly, so that they can make continuous progress.

If you don't fight against this Ma Tianyi, how can you know that you can insist on so many moves in front of the masters of martial arts eightfold.

In half a quarter of an hour.

Lin Yun's body is already scarred, although they are all minor injuries, they still look scary.

The blood stained the gown red, Lin Yun gritted his teeth, but still encouraged to persevere.

Looking at the reluctant expression on Lin Yun's face, Ma Tianyi's heart gradually became a little angry.

This sword slave is really endless, obviously he can't win a chance, but he is still holding on.

Just want to make me fool?

For every additional sword, Ma Tianyi felt that the ridicule of the inner disciples on the stage looking at him increased again.

Time dragged on, and after a short while, the two had met hundreds of moves.

On the high platform, the inner disciples had already had the initial ridicule and turned into shock.

The outer disciples underneath are even more stunned.

This Lin Yun... is too hard!

Lin Yun, who fell into an absolute disadvantage at the beginning, insisted on a hundred moves, and was still fighting to the death after being scarred.

"You forced me!"

Ma Tian saw a long-term invincible battle, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Wow!

In an instant, his sword surged suddenly and his wrist shook. In one breath, ninety-nine-eighty-one swords were stabbed, eight bursts of sword wind, and they quickly stab Lin Yun from different directions.

There are no dead ends at all, it is the ultimate move of the storm swordsmanship, which comes from all directions.

Return to the light for a photo!

Lin Yun's face was slightly dark, and also greeted him with the ultimate move of the Flowing Wind Sword.

Clang clang!

For a time, the sword shadow on the martial arts stage burned, and the sound of the two swords handing over was endless.

Puff!

Two powerful killer moves, in the breath, they decide the level.

Lin Yun vomited blood, and after landing, his body was already shaky.

On the high platform, Sect Master frowned slightly during the day, and he felt a terrible killing intent just now.

But the killing intent was fleeting, no one except him noticed it.

Ma Tian was expressionless, holding the sword in his right hand, a puff of blood dripped down the sword.

Tick to tick!

The blood dripped, making a crisp sound.

The two played against each other and he was injured for the first time.

But the two injuries, whichever is more serious, is at a glance~IndoMTL.com~The outcome is divided.

"You lost."

Ma Tianyi looked at Lin Yun, who was already a little untenable, and said softly.

Too late to wipe the blood from the corners of the mouth.

Lin Yun held his sword steady, her pale face squeezed a distressing smile: "My sword is still in hand, why does my senior think that I will lose?"

"But I don't think you have any possibility of defeating me."

Ma Tianyi's mouth showed a trace of mockery, and he couldn't even stand firmly, and didn't want to admit defeat.

"Indeed, in the eyes of my brother, I was born as a sword slave, and speaking to challenge is already a big rebellion. But there are some things, if you don’t stick to it, who can know the result? People have to stick to something for the rest of their lives. Lin is not talented, and has a Sword, please enlighten me, brother!"

The breeze stroked Lin Yun's loose hair.

That delicate face, even if it is pale without any blood, can still see the pride that lingers between the brows!

Lin Yun, who was crumbling, suddenly burst into shocking power.

Like a tiger, swallowing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, roaring in anger.

His sword also moved at this moment!

Obviously, the momentum on his body is like a tiger returning to the mountain, irritable and furious. But his aura, under the control of the Foil Burial Sword, was delicate and soft, cautiously moving slowly.

The two extremely contrasting temperaments, under the control of the funeral sword, merge tightly.

Ma Tianyi's disdainful face suddenly flashed with surprise.

He suddenly felt a terrifying and extreme sword power on Lin Yun.

It is infinite ambition, it is the anger of the sky, it is the devil that springs from the depths of hell...

But when he really wanted to shoot, what he saw was a flower, a rose blooming on the tip of the sword.

The unparalleled sword power exploded instantly at the tip of the sword.

Where do the flowers start?

There is a tiger in the heart, sniff the rose!