"Sister! You have been wronged because of my brother. I will definitely kill those Lin Fan brothers to avenge my brother."
"Brother, don't be impulsive. Elder Wei has already promised me that he will find someone to help Dongsheng take revenge. Lin Fan's brothers are too strong, you can't beat them at all."
There were shouts and noises in the seats, and both sides in the ring were fighting hard, but the conspiracy behind it was slowly dormant.
Lingyun Sect's record of more wins and fewer losses made Zhou Biyun and several elders feel proud.
Finally it was Lin Fan's turn to take the stage. Lin Fan jumped onto the stage and stood there with his hands behind his back.
After the opponent at the seventh level of the Mahayana Realm chopped the low-grade spiritual sword in his hand into scrap metal, Lin Fan did not move. In the end, the disciple of the Qingshuang Sect simply gave up.
“This pussy is so pretentious!”
"At least you can't pretend!"
"How strong is this man's physical body? Even spiritual weapons can't break through the defense, so how about hitting a ball with him!"
"I wonder if Senior Brother Wan can break through this person's defense?"
"I don't think so. Although Senior Brother Wan is very powerful, if you ask him to resist a seventh-level Mahayana realm man and slash him like this with a spiritual sword, he shouldn't be able to withstand it, right?"
"What's going on with this guy? Can he just stand on stage?"
"Big brother is big brother."
"Well, different big brother!"
Seeing Lin Fan's abnormal physical defense, there were all kinds of exaggerated comments, even the elders on the referee's bench were talking about it.
"Are you, Ling Yun, so strong this year? All the people standing around and letting others attack are here."
"Senior Sister Qi, thank you very much. Fan'er is just physically stronger."
"Sister Zhou, it turns out he is your apprentice? Congratulations!"
"Junior Sister Zhou! How did you teach him to be a disciple? With this body, he should be able to fight even if we take action, right?"
"Uh! Fan'er's current state is at the peak of the extraordinary state."
"What? The pinnacle of extraordinary? The level has surpassed that of me?"
"Junior Sister Zhou! How old is your apprentice?"
"Fan'er is almost fifteen years old."
Lin Fan's excellence made Zhou Biyun very proud, so she had a great time chatting with the elders on the referee's bench.
"Hahaha! It's finally my turn."
Zhu Shanglou, who had his name tag taken out, was already feeling itchy. When he saw Lin Fan and Zhao Dezhu pretending to be so good, he had already thought of letting everyone experience his unique stunt.
After his opponent came on the court, Zhu Shanglou felt uncomfortable when he saw that he was a disciple of the Jian Sect.
You really can't underestimate this guy. The so-called luck is just that. His senses are almost always accurate.
At first, he felt that he was prejudiced against the Jianzong because of the despicable behavior of Pei Dongsheng and others he saw in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.
But now, he feels that everyone in this Sword Sect doesn't feel like a simple despicable person, but an unspeakable danger.
He took a few steps back. He leaned forward, bowed his legs, ejected, and kicked out. A perfect set of flying kicks, and the audience saw a blue curve with a sound of ah. Yes, the opponent was kicked directly by him.
Got off the stage.
"This guy is so shameless!"
"So shameless!"
"How shameless!"
"How shameless!"
"Shameless..."
"So handsome!...That flying kick is so cool! I feel like I have found love..."
"How could this disciple be so mean? He kicked five male disciples in the first round, and even the female disciples were not spared in this round."
"Senior Sister Zhou! Lingyun's disciples this year are really different!"
"How come this guy can kick the ball so accurately?"
"To do this, you have to master the right time, location, and people, all three of which are indispensable. I have done it before, but every time it failed because of the people and the relationship."
“So profound!”
"It's too profound. What he means is that every time he makes a move, others must cooperate with him, so he calls for harmony."
"You know what the heck! This kick to the vagina is completely different from the legendary kick that cuts off children and grandchildren. As long as the kick can hit the target, this kick to the vagina will hurt the opponent but will not affect him.
Carrying on the family line." A man in the audience was envious of Zhu Shanglou's feet and showed them off to others.
After Zhu Shanglou won the game in this way, many people were scolding him. There was only one person who "understood him". He looked at the person who explained his unique skills and gave him a look that said, "You understand me."
Eyes.
As soon as Zhu Shanglou came down, the sign drawn by Lingyun Sect turned out to be Mo Dewen.
Modwen came to the ring, and his opponent was a former disciple of the Saraswati Sect.
After the game was announced, Maude stood there motionless with his eyes closed as if he was just here to play.
Just as the opponent was about to draw his sword, he snatched the sword and scabbard from his hand.
The Miaoyin disciple was stunned for a moment and immediately gave up. A sword cultivator actually had his sword taken away from his hand. This was either because his opponent was a little bit stronger than him or because he was not worthy of using a sword.
"This belongs to Lingyun Sect again! The new disciples accepted by Lingyun Sect this year are too strong, right?"
"Did you see clearly how he took away the opponent's sword?"
"How can we see this clearly? We can only know if we ask Senior Sister Xiao. Senior Sister Xiao has been eliminated. It is difficult for our Miaoyin to enter the top ten this year."
"Looking at the current battles between Ling Yun's disciples, it's impossible to tell how strong they are. Each one of them defeated their opponent easily with one move. I really don't know how strong their specific strength is?
"
"Yes! Especially the one named Lin Fan, why can't I see his realm?"
"Generally, there are two possibilities for not being able to tell the realm. The first is that the other party's realm is too ridiculously higher than yours, and the second is that the other party has no cultivation realm at all."
"Wrong! There is a third kind."
"How can there be a third kind?"
"There is a legendary technique that can hide one's own cultivation level. Because this technique has no other use except hiding one's own technique, fewer and fewer people practice it, and then it is gradually forgotten.
"
"So there is such a technique? Then this Lin Fan must have learned this kind of concealment technique."
"Have you heard of it? Cai Shisan, the tyrant of the Sword Sect, has reached the seventh level of the extraordinary."
"The last time he participated in a martial arts competition, he was severely tortured by Qingshuang's colorful beauties. I heard that this time he will prevent Qingshuang from entering the top 100 in the third round."
"There doesn't seem to be anyone particularly outstanding in Qingshuang this year, right? It's really possible that he will be ranked out of the top 100."
After Mod asked, the next person drawn from the Lingyun Sect was Ji Wushang, the brother of the monster Ji Wubing and Ji Wushuang.
Ji Wushang's opponent was the tyrant Cai Shisan that those people mentioned just now. The two of them bowed in the ring and then Cai Shisan stepped forward and struck Ji Wushang with the ax in his hand. Ji Wushang raised his hand and punched Ji Wushang.
Go and hit Cai Shisan's ax directly.
Ji Wushang, who expected to be split into two pieces by an axe, not only blocked the large axe, but also punched the ax and Cai Shisan himself back more than ten steps.
"That's interesting! I heard that you, Ling Yun, are very strong this year? Watch me torture you like a dog..."
Ji Wushang vaguely saw a hint of murderous intent in Cai Shisan's eyes, and began to become vigilant.
Cai Shisan is indeed a strong person in the extraordinary realm. After being pushed back, he can immediately react and attack again.
Ji Wushang tapped the ground with his toes, leaped more than ten feet into the air, and then kicked Cai Shisan in the head very quickly.
Cai Shisan retracted his ax to resist. Although Ji Wushang was fast enough, Cai Shisan was not slow either.
Ji Wushang kicked the ax directly, but it did not hit the ax blade.
Cai Shisan blocked the attack and then swung the ax upwards, but he forgot that people have two legs.
After Ji Wushang's kick was blocked, he used his strength to kick his left leg towards Cai Shisan's chest.
After being kicked, Cai Shisan spat out a mouthful of blood mist and flew back five or six feet before stopping.
After Ji Wushang landed on the ground, he dodged and brought out a series of phantoms. He knelt down and struck. Cai Shisan's ax was just halfway through the cycle when Ji Wushang's attack arrived.
"Cook!" Ji Wushang spat out two words after landing.
Looking at Cai Shisan lying motionless on the ground, Sword Sect elder Wei Changping jumped onto the ring. He checked Cai Shisan's injuries and saw that his face was as black as coal because Cai Shisan's internal organs had been shattered into blood.
Scumbag.
"So strong! This belongs to Lingyun Sect again..."
"This guy actually used three moves at the fourth level of the Mahayana realm to kill an extraordinary seventh-level powerhouse. Is this Ling Yun about to go to heaven?"
"Is the realm useless now?"
"Is this already Ling Yun's sixth abnormality?"
"I feel that this year's Lingyun will avenge the disastrous defeat of the previous term!"
"Um...Ji Wushang, right?" Someone asked after seeing Ji Wushang walking down the ring.
"My name is Ji Wushang, is this senior sister okay?"
"Who will win in a fight between you and that Lin Fan?"
"I...can't stop Lin Fan's move."
Because Ji Wushang had seen Lin Fan teleport with his own eyes in Lingyun Square, plus Lin Fan's extraordinary and perfect state.
There were many rumors about Lin Fan in Lingyun Sect, so Ji Wushang would not fail to pay attention to an opponent who knocked him off the ring with one punch.
"Is that Lin Fan really that powerful?"
"I have never seen him really exert his full strength. There should be no one present who is his opponent."
"You brutally killed Cai Shisan with three moves, and you said you couldn't catch Lin Fan's one move, then really no one can beat him."
"I mean everyone present! Including the one on the stage..."
Ji Wushang pointed to the referee's seat. The Qingshuang disciple was so shocked that he covered his mouth with his hands. Looking at his eyes, he knew that she was not just shocked.
"This Ji Wushang's strength should be comparable to that of Xiao Yu'er. I wonder how strong his brother and sister are?" Lin Fan's inner evaluation after watching Ji Wushang's battle.
As soon as Ji Wushang got off the ring, the disciple's name tag drawn by Lingyun Sect was Ji Wushuang.
As her name suggests, Ji Wushuang's beauty is not inferior to that of Dou Siqi. She wears a white outfit with several red lines outlined on it, and several clouds are embroidered with red silk on her chest.