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I don't know that Lin Wanli's identity is too strong. So strong that the conference is not willing to offend him.

This peak matchup that should have been highly recommended to watch the game. It took only ten minutes before and after it was over.

The strong and melodious voice sounded from the horn: "Lin Wanli, promoted to the top ten!"

Lin Youmiao didn't really go to watch the battle.

She felt that there was no need to watch the battle.

Unless it is against evenly matched powerhouses. Otherwise, the other big names in front of Lin Wan will be vulnerable to a single blow!

And the result is just as Lin Youmiao expected.

Lin Wanli ended his promotion battle with a nearly crushing gesture.

Lin Youmiao returned to her house.

As a "tourist" coming in through the back door. Although the conference did not say directly, it also hinted at her. Don't wander outside when it's okay. The impact is not good.

"Why didn't Lin Wanli look for you?"

In the living room.

Hong Shisan frowned slightly and said, "Is he just promoted to the top ten?"

Chu Yun lit a cigarette and squinted his eyes and said, "Perhaps for him. Only after entering the top ten, this martial arts conference is considered to begin."

Hong Shisan said calmly: "In my opinion, there is another possibility."

"What's possible?" Chu Yun asked.

"Lin Wanli is not sure to eat you to death." Hong Shisan wrote lightly.

"Why can he eat me to death?" Chu Yun said wildly. "Is Chu Yun so vulnerable?"

"So he didn't risk looking for you in the duel to promote to the top ten. Instead, he decided to meet you in the next duel." Hong Shisan didn't care about Chu Yun's criticism. Analyze Road very rationally. "In any case, you should hurry up. There are not many places left."

Chu Yun took a cigarette, raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't need to remind you. I know it in my heart."

After a brief pause, he raised his eyes and glanced at Hong Shisan: "What about you? How's your condition?"

According to Chu Yun's expectations. Perhaps the top ten dinner will be held tonight.

If this is the case, then Hong Shisan would not have time to trim and adjust. Will this have a greater impact on his mentality?

Enchanting is not fun.

Chu Yun experienced it once.

He can come out partly by his perseverance and partly by luck.

Hong Shisanruo will eventually enter the realm of demons. Chu Yun didn't dare to imagine the impact it would cause in this martial arts conference.

How much harm will it cause to himself?

"Not bad." Hong Shisan nodded slightly. Take a sip of the tea channel. "It feels more stable."

"That's good." Chu Yun said relievedly. "Don't take it lightly. It's not fun to be in a demon. If you can't get out, you will be completely abandoned."

"Okay." Hong Shisan put down his teacup and said. "Hurry up, I won't bother you."

Chu Yun nodded and sent him out.

Then he hesitated. He also pushed the door out.

He must get the spot as soon as possible. If you don't get the top ten places, you will fall short.

Not long after going out, Aunt Duan's magnetic and gentle voice came from the headset.

"There are still thirteen people on the big list who are still preparing for the battle."

Aunt Duan, as a judge of the conference, still has this information channel.

She introduced the information of the fifteen strong men in great detail. Asked: "Who do you want to challenge? I will help you arrange it."

Chu Yun was not in a hurry.

After learning that the top ten so far have only been promoted to seven people. Chu Yun relaxed. Seemingly asked casually: "Promoted to seven people. Does it mean that seven big names have died in battle?"

"More than seven people died in the battle." Aunt Duan said calmly. "Your friend Hong Shisan killed two. And after one of the peak duels ended, because the quality of the competition was not enough. The winner did not get the top ten spot."

"That is to say. Nine big names have died so far?" Chu Yun asked in horror.

"Yes." Aunt Duan said calmly. "And because the current quota is too small. The speed of promotion to the top ten is too fast. The conference is already preparing for the top ten dinner. The latest should be tomorrow night. It may even be tonight."

"So. You have to make a decision as soon as possible." Aunt Duan reminded.

"The nine martial arts realm powerhouses are just gone." Chu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly. Asked thoughtfully. "Aunt Duan, you should know. Among the young strong. Even if it is only to enter the country, it is a very remarkable achievement. And to reach the broken mirror, or even the peak of the broken mirror. Not to mention young people, even the older ones. A generation strong. It is also a lifetime pursuit."

"King Wu Jing--" Chu Yun let out a suffocating breath. Said word by word. "My second uncle once said. Being able to reach the Martial King Realm can be said to be one in a million."

"Indeed." Aunt Duan said slowly. "Being able to reach the Martial King Realm. It can be said to be a very remarkable achievement. The talent in martial arts can also be called a prodigy. It can be called one in a million."

"But today."

Chu Yun was on the road, the afternoon sun was still warm. But in the air, there was gradually a layer of coldness. God's heart is cold.

"Including the powerhouses of the meeting of gods killed by Hong Shisan last night. The Communist Party has already killed nine martial arts powerhouses one in 10,000." A cold light flashed in the depths of Chu Yun's eyes. "If we can end the top ten campaign tonight. Three people will die on the guarantee. Right?"

Aunt Duan paused. Nodded and said: "Theoretically yes. Moreover, I personally think that more than three died in the battle. It is very likely that more."

The so-called may be more.

That is to say, there are not so many big names who can get the top ten places in a game.

Even Chu Yun may not be able to make the top ten in one go.

"Auntie Duan. Why don't I make a bet with you?" Chu Yun breathed out thick smoke. The doubts that arose in my heart gradually became conclusive.

"What bet?" Aunt Duan was a little confused by Chu Yun.

But in my heart, I gradually had a new direction.

She understood the subtext of Chu Yun's words.

Chu Yun's thoughts were also taken to another angle.

"Except for those who can make the top ten list. Those who can't. And those who refuse to quit--" Chu Yun said categorically. "Even if you don't die, you will die seven or eighty-eight. Direct fault."

Aunt Duan's heart trembled. The confusion deepened in my heart ~www.readwn.com~ the last martial arts conference. There are also many dead strong men.

But because the moisture is quite large. There was no strong reaction.

And the last martial arts conference. Aunt Duan is still young, and there is not much wind that can be received. But they also know that the defeated strong will die, but it is not undoubtedly that they will die if they lose.

Thirty years.

Three martial arts conferences.

This style of war must die, seems to have become an iron law!

Everyone also got used to it and got used to the style of the martial arts conference!

Even more, regard this as a kind of inheritance of the martial arts convention!

but.

Is this really an inheritance?

Or-a destruction of the world of martial arts?