Sovereign of the Era

Lin Yun's abstention caused a lot of trouble.

His fight with Zhang Han should have been the most wonderful match in six groups, plus the previous "cheating" incident.

Many other disciples have noticed the existence of six groups of Lin Yun.

Such a long-awaited World War I actually abstained, naturally causing some criticism.

However, in the full swing of the Mid Year Festival, the storm soon passed.

After all, everyone has their own fight, each group has a wonderful match, the hot situation of the grand meeting has been continuing.

Next, Lin Yun, fight three games.

Results without exception, after seeing Lin Yun, he chose to abstain and save his physical strength.

"Congratulations, according to the additional points you've won in a row, you've already got out ahead of time, so you don't have to fight."

After winning game 17, the referee said to Lin Yun.

It's a good thing that you don't have to fight the remaining 13 games.

Lin Yun completely idle down, began to swim with the various groups, in advance to understand the next round of opponents.

After watching the war, he had a great understanding of the whole gate.

Each group has strong players, some of whom even he feels afraid of.

The reason is that he joined the outer gate for a short time.

His accomplishments can't keep up with him. The top three in each group are almost seven fold cultivation of martial arts. Maybe he hides his cards like him.

Now think about it, he hides the bottom card of Liufeng sword, Zhang Han may not have no card.

"I still have too few cards."

After watching the war several times, Lin Yun came to a conclusion.

If he has the strength now, I'm afraid he can't be sure to win. He will certainly become an inner disciple.

One is too low, the other is not enough cards.

Neither of the two reasons can be achieved in a short time and a half. It takes time to settle down.

Those strong players like Zhang Han and Wang Ning have been settling for at least two to three years in the outer gate.

Can join the outside door, only two months, achieved the present result.

In Qingyun sect, Lin Yun is a miracle.

Especially before him, he was still the lowest level sword slave, which was even more incredible.

But it's just that, but it's not enough. Lin Yun is deep in thought.

When the sun shines down and the night comes.

The whole group match is over.

All the 80 people who are qualified to compete for the inner disciples have been selected and are standing under the high platform.

After the patriarch and a group of elders are encouraged.

The bottom 40 people will start drawing lots one by one.

Lin Yun was also ranked in the bottom 40 because he abstained from one match and his cultivation was not outstanding among the 80 people.

According to the practice of the clan, those who go up to draw lots will be very uneasy.

If someone, took the outside door first Hu Zifeng, estimated on the spot will be silly.

"Congratulations to you Wang Lang, it's Hu Zifeng who won the No.1 outer gate disciple!"

Lin Yunzheng thought in this way that the elder read out a person's drawing object on the stage.

Sloshing!

See that person's face instantly pale, stagger a few steps, almost fall down.

There are four rounds in the knockout, and if you lose one, you will be out.

No matter how strong he is, he will have a chance to fight. Hu Zifeng is almost the same as declaring failure.

The eight fold terror cultivation of martial arts is an insurmountable gap.

The other disciples who did not come to the stage to draw lots were obviously relieved and looked at the unfortunate man with a smile.

"Thank you, elder."

Wang Lang muddled down, looking depressed, this year's efforts are in vain.

If you want to be an inner disciple, you have to wait until next year.

"Lin Yun, come up and draw lots."

The elder on the stage called himself. Lin Yun stepped forward quickly and came to the draw box.

At the bottom of the stage, the front row of outer disciples standing in line.

A hundred meters away from the rear, there are more than two thousand students from the outside world who have no qualification.

Being able to stand on this stage and attract the attention of the public is actually an honor.

He will draw out the signature, handed to the elder, Lin Yun quietly waiting.

After the elder looked at it, his face was slightly strange. After a pause for a moment, he said, "congratulations to you Lin Yun, the fifth disciple of the outer gate, Zhou Yun!"

This speech, the whole scene suddenly noisy.

"No, what a coincidence?"

"Tut Tut, what luck was this JianNu? Zhou Yun was drawn in the first round of elimination competition."

"If you remember correctly, he was humiliated by Zhou Yun in the organ hall, but he said he would challenge him in two months."

"It's also asking for benevolence and benevolence. Hahaha, I'll see how he can abstain, but he can't give up in the knockout match."No one thought that Lin Yun, one of the God's hands, took out his enemy Zhou Yun.

Zhang Han, who was not far away from Zhou Yun, chuckled: "elder martial brother Zhou, I didn't expect that you were drawn by the sword slave. I heard that you had a bad time with him?"

"It doesn't matter. No matter what kind of trouble this sword slave had with me, it can't be changed. I will beat him back to his original form."

Zhou Yun's face did not change, light said.

"Ha ha, this is not auspicious. Ma Kui, who was kneeling before, also said so."

Zhang Han is not afraid to see the excitement, and continues to tease.

Whew!

As soon as the voice fell, he saw a cold look and shot at himself.

But Zhou Yun's face sank and glared at him.

Dun time, a great pressure, like a tsunami toward Zhang Han severely hit down.

How strong!

This guy, I'm afraid it's only a line away from Wudao.

"You compare me to marquee? Are you laughing at my poor strength, or are you satirizing that I will kneel down? "

Zhou Yun said coldly.

Zhang Han Shan sneered and said, "I dare not, elder martial brother Zhou is serious."

"Then tell me less, hum!"

Zhou Yun snorted coldly, not in many words.

Not far away from the outside disciples, all felt Zhou Yun's killing intention, even Hu Zifeng, who stood in the first place, also looked at it curiously.

Seeing Zhou Yun's powerful strength, these people looked at Lin Yun on the stage and shook their heads slightly.

Lin Yun is holding the sign, but also a little unexpected.

However, he has a good mentality. He should always come and try his best.

Who loses and who wins, but it's not sure!

Whew!

Looking up the moment, Lin Yun's line of sight, just with the lower Zhou Yun on together.

The two were fighting against each other.

Before the fight, there was a fierce confrontation, which made the students feel a little nervous.

"Little sword slave!"

Zhou Yun's heart gushed a wisp of anger, the sword slave is really arrogant, even on the spot to his provocation.

The original challenge two months ago, he only looked at it as a joke.

If Su ziyao wasn't there, he would have abandoned Lin Yun easily.

I didn't expect that two months later, the other side would actually be in front of the door, in the knockout competition to draw their own.

In front of thousands of people, Lin Yunju looked up at him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Well, you go down."

One side of the clan elders, see two people secretly build up, no one is willing to admit defeat. Some of the situation is not good, quickly broke up the momentum of the confrontation.

Lin Yun knows in his heart that this fight is not good.

If it fails, it may be more than just elimination.

When all the lots were drawn, the patriarch said, "OK, the draw is over. Today's group match, we can fight one day, all tired can not. Some people were even injured and couldn't recover in a short time. Zongmen decided to start the elimination match after 15 days. I hope you can keep up your spirits and join the war in the peak state, without regret. "

Fifteen days?

Lin Yun slightly a Leng, originally should only have five days of rest time is, this session had a little accident.

I don't know who was seriously injured. It was ten days longer.

In this way, it gave him some opportunities.

After returning to the wooden house, Lin Yun began to think about countermeasures against the enemy.

In the group match, Zhou Yun didn't show much skill and couldn't see the depth.

It can only be judged that there is only a line between cultivation and the eight levels of martial arts.

At the beginning, he entered the six levels of martial arts, and faced with the seven levels of martial arts, he had enough difficulty.

In the face of Zhou Yun, who is almost eight fold in martial arts, he is afraid of greater pressure.

The momentum and pressure brought about by the realm is as heavy as the next day. The momentum is suppressed and may not be able to move.

Even if there is Dacheng Liufeng sword technique, I'm afraid it won't win completely.

"No, I have to have another card to fight him."

When it comes to the cards, Lin Yun immediately thought of his congenital martial arts, dragon and tiger fist.

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