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Chapter 82 Compromise

Under the light blue sky, Lin Xinghui's little mouth showed an "O" shape. She stared at Lin Zixuan, astonished and speechless.

From the beginning to the end, fighting Lin You, the pipe smoke was like a sea, Lin Zixuan seemed to have never made a move, and all their moves were destroyed by the invisible soul fluctuations, and there was no chance to escape. Everything was like a dream.

Could it be that this guy’s soul has entered that realm?

She was stunned. Suddenly, she heard another sentence. At that moment, she felt as if she had been electrocuted, and she did not feel this way for many years.

"Let's go, I'll take you to drive them all away."

Lin Zixuan's clothes were fluttering. They were new clothes taken out from the pendant. He clasped Lin Xinghuihao's wrist tightly with his hands, and the wind was blowing under his feet. With just one step, he stepped into the air and disappeared like flying clouds and lightning.

In the void, the young man in gorgeous clothes was trembling, and secretly said deceitfully: "This kid is really as strong as ever!"

When Lin You fought with him, he didn't move his hands, and he could accurately predict the opponent's moves. With his many years of experience, there was only one possibility, and that was a spiritual breakthrough.

The soul is the other spirit of God. Soul cultivators at the same level are far stronger than Qi cultivators.

The burly man was also a little unbelievable, because he focused on the cultivation of physical and spiritual power, but knew nothing about soul power. He bulged his eyes the size of copper bells, trying to find any clues, but even if his eyes were dry, he could not find any clues.

Didn't see any problems.

"Fellow Taoist Mountain, stop looking, that kid's soul has broken through." The young man in the Chinese attire was a little embarrassed. How on earth did this big and thick man cultivate? He really has no eyesight at all.

"Oh." The burly man responded, feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly sat on the cloud chair and crossed his legs.

At this moment, Mr. Qin's eyes moved slightly. He sensed Lin Zixuan's breakthrough immediately. He pursed his lips lightly and sensed the overall dynamics with the power of his soul.

On the ring, wherever Lin Zixuan and the two passed by, figures one after another were pushed off the ring by invisible forces. Some people even felt panic and jumped down one after another. For a moment, the whole place was in an uproar.

"Brother Yuan, this boy has survived a desperate situation and is not afraid in the face of danger. His character is probably better than yours and mine." The middle-aged man in robes admired.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, no matter how outstanding he is, he is someone else's disciple after all. If he is handed over to you and me, I'm afraid it will delay his future." The silver-haired old man shook his head, with a look of regret in his eyes.

And if these words were heard by others, it would definitely cause an uproar. Among the 108 masters of Xuefeng, there was actually a master who felt ashamed and worried about misleading his disciples. This kind of incident is probably unheard of in the entire Sunset Empire.

Li Lu turned his head sideways, with a rather complicated mentality, "The three of them have been fighting for so long. After all, doesn't Lin Zixuan still belong to them? What's more, what's even more unfathomable is that those long-time friends actually doubted his ability.

Go teach him well?"

The middle-aged man in long robes let out a long sigh, "After practicing for many years, my own strength is still stagnant. Is it really my own problem?"

The arena in the valley became empty, and under the arena, there were densely packed figures. This was the first time since Tianyuan Academy opened.

The white-haired old man in the crowd was also dumbfounded at this moment, looking at the figure on the stage galloping at high speed, looking for something hesitantly, and with his eyesight, he didn't know? That kid wanted to lift the smoke out of the sea.

, eliminated.

He began to feel on pins and needles. If this was the case, wouldn't there be only one truly powerful person left in this conference? Then wouldn't he become a sinner?

"No, even if he interferes with the rules, he must be stopped. Even if I am infamy for the ages, I will still be young and frivolous. Everything is for the sake of the academy." He thought for a moment, and blood poured out like a river that was not destined to fate.

The old dragon surrendered, and several people around him were thrown upside down by the cyclone. With just one step, he stepped onto the ring. Endless pressure spread out, and a colorful figure jumped from the ground somewhere, with an extremely tall figure.

He was in a mess, his hair was unkempt, and his clothes were covered in dust.

A pair of eyes seemed to be staring at him with interest, and he snorted coldly and ignored them.

Behind Lin Zixuan, except Lin Xinghui, were followed by two figures. They were all Lin family disciples who had experienced in the academy. They were all smiles at this moment because Lin Zixuan promised them that one of them would be given a top three spot. They didn't believe it at first, but after seeing Lin Zixuan

After that terrifying strength, everyone was elated. Even if they struggled for a lifetime, they would not be able to have such a God-given opportunity!

The white-haired old man stood above the ring, his voice was like a loud bell, and he said with endless pressure: "This competition is over. Except for Lin Zixuan and Yan Ruhai, everyone on the field left the stage.

"

Lin Zixuan was confused, looking at Lin Xinghui and others behind him, taking a step forward, cupping his hands and saying: "You dare to ask the elders, isn't the rule of the ring that only the last three people will be the final winner?"

The white-haired old man puffed out his cheeks and stared at him fiercely.

With his words, didn't he push himself into a pit of fire and make himself a loser?

The white-haired old man's heart was beating, and his lips moved on his red face, "Why are you talking so much? Just listen to my arrangements!"

Lin Zixuan frowned slightly, calmly, as if representing justice, and bowed: "There is no circle without rules. Even if we set the rules, why don't we implement them according to them? If the rules are just a joke, then this freshman meeting is just a *

It’s just a manipulative game!”

The white-haired old man was furious, "How dare this kid question himself!"

He scolded: "You attacked and killed a person, and I will no longer pursue you. I gave you a chance, but you didn't know what to do, and instead kept chattering. Even so, I will punish you to face the wall for a year, and then, from the rest of the people

, how about deciding on three more people?”

Lin Zixuan was startled. Wasn't the person he was talking about the same person he eliminated after his breakthrough?

He said again: "Elder, that person was just attacked by my soul and passed out. His life is not seriously affected. If you don't believe it, the elder can check it personally.

"You...!" The white-haired old man's blood boiled, and the surrounding aura vibrated in the air. The people around him stepped back several feet, and he was speechless at this time.

Then, his breath calmed down again, and everything seemed calm again. He had to make a compromise now!

A smile appeared on his old cheek, and he said: "Boy Lin, I will give you a quota, can you give up another quota to Yan Ruhai?"

Lin Zixuan pondered for a while and realized that the other party had already given in. It was impossible for the first three to be all members of the Lin family. He rolled his eyes, pointed at the two Lin family disciples, and said immediately: "What about the two people behind me?"

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "I can recommend them to enter the thirty-sixth room to practice!"

The two people looked at each other. As far as they knew, even the thirty-sixth room in the academy was far worse than the head of the family. And they were expected to get guidance from such an expert, so why not? As for the upper three rooms, they looked at each other.

Room 16, to me, is simply a fantasy.

"What do you think?" Lin Zixuan looked at the two people behind him.

The two people showed excited expressions, nodded vigorously, and respectfully said: "I will obey the elders' words."

The white-haired old man laughed, looked at Lin Zixuan and said, "What do you think?"

Lin Zixuan smiled, clasped his fists and said, "Everything must be obeyed by the elders!" (To be continued)


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