The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 569: Tomorrow’s battle, I’ll wait for you!
Chapter 570
Boom!
The thunderous sound of sword intent evolving is loud and mighty and deafening. The innate sword intent near Dacheng is boundless, dancing the wind and clouds among the clouds.
In the four-party spectator stand, countless gazes filled the Tsing Yi boy with a look of extreme consternation.
Dead!
Cao Xiu, who was regarded as the trump card of the trump card by Baiyu Academy, was reluctant to take pictures in the two wars, so he died in embarrassment and aggrieved by Lin Yun's sword.
It's the sword again, the one that rushes to thunder and cuts the electricity, and when it is forcing Jiang Yi to retreat, it has made everyone appreciate the style of that sword.
That kind of demeanor made Qianyun Zong Jiang Yi forced to admit defeat.
But after all, everyone underestimated the sword, and when he really fell on Cao Xiu, they knew how terrifying it was.
For this level of swordsmanship, many of the powerful players in Youzhou City looked at each other in the Quartet. In their understanding, this sword cannot be sacrificed at all with the cultivation base of the Yin Profound Realm.
It's a bit too scary and against the sky, so that people have to doubt it.
No matter how much questioning, it will not change the facts. Baiyu Academy has been defeated.
Lin Yun cut Luo Shen first, cut off his right arm with a sword, cut his left hand with a sword, and landed on the head with a sword. Then between the electric light and flint, he swung ninety-nine-nine-eighty-one swords, returning all of Chen Yu's hidden weapons, and another sword light that directly thwarted his bones and ash.
And that Cao Xiu is the most aggrieved, obviously there is still a battle. Thinking of joining hands with Bai Yuchen, each offering their trump cards, strangling Lin Yun.
But I never expected that I was cut into 20% by a sword before I actually did it. How awkward is beyond words to describe.
Death may not be the worst outcome. People who are alive may be more painful.
In the vast venue, facing Lin Yun who was approaching step by step, Bai Yuchen shivered, his legs became soft, and his lips trembled. He deliberately conceded, he muttered for a long time, and he just uttered a complete word, completely frightened.
No one dared to laugh at him, but the look in his eyes was somewhat pitiful. If you are yourself, you are in Bai Yuchen's perspective, I'm afraid your performance will be even worse.
People who were talking to themselves the moment before will be divided in half the next moment. That kind of shock, that kind of shock, just thinking about it makes my scalp numb.
Shoo!
Lin Yun's footsteps stopped suddenly, his gaze glanced over Bai Yuchen's body, and his back gaze fell on the old man in sackcloth outside the field, and said faintly: "This **** mode, I should have won. ."
The young man's voice is not loud, but in the deadly silence of the venue, it seems like thunder.
Broken up and broke the boundless silence, allowing many spectators to recover from the death of Cao Xiu.
"I have indeed won..."
"This Bai Yuchen can't even concede defeat now, not only Liuyun Academy, I am afraid that Qingmu Pavilion's face will be lost by him."
"You can't blame him. I really can't blame him. It's the same for other people."
"It's too miserable... Bai Yuchen is miserable, but the Baiyu Academy is even worse. This should be the first time in the history of the Five Courts that someone has successfully challenged the **** mode. After this battle, even if Lin Yun challenges tomorrow Cao Zhen lost, and Tianfu Academy is considered stable."
"Yes, for the sect, the most important thing is momentum and fame. Lin Yun's battle has saved Tianfu Academy from the humiliation 20 years ago, and it has also played a momentum. Fame and momentum are both. Now, He Chou sect is not happy."
After astonishment and astonishment, there were murmurs in the audience watching the battle, and there was a lot of noise.
But there are also people who look confused, and the look in their eyes is still shocking. Whether it's Bai Yuchen, Cao Xiu, or Luo Shen who died first, they are all leaders, not evil, but definitely not weak!
At least in Youzhou City, few of my peers can match. But right now, they were all defeated, and they were still defeated by a teenager of the same generation.
Buried dude, Lin Yun!
This battle will undoubtedly make the playboy’s reputation spread throughout Youzhou City.
As the referee, the old man in Mai has a lot of fame in Youzhou City, regardless of his strength and knowledge.
Before, when Lin Yun chose the **** mode, when everyone was surprised. The old man's expression didn't have any waves, but now he was silent and silent, and when he came to the center of the venue, he was also shocked deep in his heart.
The old man's gaze only stayed on Bai Yuchen's body for a while, and then completely fell on Lin Yun's body and did not move away.
As if trapped, it took him a long time to mutter in a deep voice: "In this battle, Lin Yun won! Tianfu Academy, **** mode, the challenge was successful!"
The deep and thick voice spread from heaven and earth, announcing the final result.
Wow!
Many elders in Baiyu Academy have long since darkened and are very ugly. You can imagine how uncomfortable it is to have already won the situation and be turned in **** mode. In my heart, the huge and incomparable gap hit everyone's heart deeply.
What's even more unacceptable is that Luo Shen, Chen Yu, and the foreign aid that Xuan Yanzong invited all died without exception.
This will be a huge loss, and it is very likely that Baiyu Academy will be devastated.
"Damn it, who is this kid? To me Baiyu Academy, so cruel!"
"Buried Playboy, where did you come from? You are all for free. Such a ruthless character, there is no news."
"Check out his origins, this account must be settled!"
The elders of Baiyu Academy were so angry that they looked at Lin Yun and wanted to swallow him alive.
Some people are very angry, and naturally others are happy.
The faces of the people in Tianfu Academy had long been smiling, but the emotions in their hearts were cautiously suppressed and did not dare to release them. It was not until the referee announced the result that they stood up excitedly, cheering endlessly.
"Win!"
"Hell Mode won!"
"Twenty years, the shame of that year, Tianfu Academy finally won it back."
The tone that had been in the hearts of everyone for twenty years was completely and completely released. Before, the humiliation of Baiyu Academy was severely taught back by Lin Yun.
"Sister Mo Ling, I won, Young Master Lin, he won the **** mode, he really won..."
Liu Yunyan's repressed pain in her heart could no longer be restrained, and she hugged Mo Ling and burst into tears. This girl with a very strong personality has never been so moved today, at this moment.
Mo Ling hugged her in his arms and smiled gently: "Don't cry."
Liu Yunyan calmed down after a long while, thinking of his gaffe, his face looked a little blush. She looked up at the teenager in the field, and laughed softly: "Sister Mo Ling, look at Young Master Lin, it seems different."
"Really?"
Mo Ling turned his head to look, the boy in Tsing Yi took his sword back into its sheath, with a cold expression as before. It's just that the sharp brilliance between the eyebrows is the boldness that has never been shown in Tianfu Academy, killing decisively and aggressively.
Shoo!
Lin Yun, who took the sword and returned to its sheath, rose into the sky in the eyes of everyone, and returned to his seat in Tianfu Academy. Just after falling, Senior Tang Yu and others hurried forward and said with a smile: "Are you injured."
"Some minor injuries, but not in the way."
Lin Yun answered truthfully.
"That's okay. If you can face Cao Zhen in the current state tomorrow, it is not without a chance." Senior Tang Yu's eyes flashed brightly, and he laughed softly, his expression relaxed a lot.
It's not easy to be able to crush your opponents in the **** mode and give out the evil breath of Tianfu Academy.
As a foreign aid, Lin Yun has already performed exceptionally well, and Tianfu Academy is very satisfied. Even if it loses tomorrow, the reputation of Tianfu Academy will not be damaged. If you lose that kind of **** pattern, you may not be able to win it back in the next five courts.
The result is perfect.
After all, in the rumors, Cao Zhen probably already has the cultivation base of the Yang Profound Realm, and the hope of winning is not great.
Lin Yun asked: "The battle with Cao Zhen is tomorrow?"
Senior Tang Yu touched his beard and smiled: "Well, if there is no **** mode, you should do it now. But since the **** mode wins, you must take a rest, otherwise you will suffer too much. These aspects , I thought it over before I made it, but you are the first one, the first one to successfully challenge the **** mode."
"But Cao Zhen is really scary... You must not take it lightly."
"Cao Zhen~IndoMTL.com~ is definitely not comparable to Bai Yuchen and others, he is a young evildoer deliberately cultivated by Beixue Mountain Villa."
Many elders were reminding Lin Yun that Mo Ling came over and looked at Lin Yun and warned carefully.
Boom!
At this moment, when the spectators in the mountains and plains were about to leave, a terrible breath suddenly rose. The breath was quite cold, and it seemed that the entire top of the mountain was diffused in one breath, shivering involuntarily.
Everyone looked back and found that in the seat where the Zilu Academy was located, the thin man who kept his eyes closed and rested. The chill that permeated the Quartet was deliberately radiated from this person.
"Cao Zhen!"
When I saw this man's appearance clearly, the atmosphere in the room suddenly solidified a little. Obviously, this low-key young man stopped everyone in this overbearing way. He had something to say.
Under the gaze of countless gazes, Cao Zhen's gaze was focused on only one place.
To be precise, only stare at one person.
Feeling this line of sight, Lin Yun raised his head and looked over. This person... finally is about to look at him directly.
I still remember before, he was arrogant and didn't pay attention to the disciples of various colleges. After entering the arena, he closed his eyes and rested his mind without watching a battle.
The other party's purple gown swayed in the wind, just as it was at the beginning, a little empty. The cold expression seemed to have nothing to do with him.
The thin body that seems to be blown by the wind at any time is like a ghost blade flying out of hell.
Only at this moment, there is one more person in his eyes.
There was more temperature in those cold eyes, and he looked at Lin Yun and said quite formally: "Tomorrow's battle, I will wait for you!"