The royal family sent three princes to compete for the only substitute position. Yang Pojun was also a prince and was not weak in strength, but he did not participate. This surprised Fang Lin. He thought he was going to fight Yang this time. Pojun fought.
Han Luoyun smiled slightly: "There is only one person in our Zixia Sect this time."
After saying that, Fang Lin walked closer and bowed deeply to Yang Jianye.
Li Zhendong's face was grim: "There are five of us in the Li family."
After saying that, the three men and two women behind Li Zhendong walked out and stood in front of Fang Lin. When passing by Fang Lin, they all showed disdain for Fang Lin.
There is only one substitute position, but there are nine contenders, and among them, the Li family accounts for five people. It can be imagined how determined the Li family is to win this substitute spot, almost putting the Li family on the top spot now. Several young talents who have won the stage have been brought in.
In comparison, Zixia Sect only had one Fang Lin, which seemed very weak. Neither the Li family nor the royal family looked at Fang Lin well.
Although Fang Lin is somewhat famous in Qian Country, Fang Lin's fame is more reflected in his alchemy.
The number one alchemy genius of the Zixia Sect, the genius who passed the alchemist examination with perfect results, the genius of the alchemy recognized by the four sages of the Alchemy Sect.
It can be said that when it comes to alchemy, perhaps none of the young geniuses present would dare to compete with Fang Lin.
But this time, the competition is not about alchemy, but martial arts. The competition is about one's own hard power. It does seem a bit unsatisfactory for you, an alchemist, to be among them.
"You're dead!" A young man from the Li family turned his head and sneered at Fang Lin.
Fang Lin smiled slightly, without any anger at all.
The three princes also walked down and stood together with the five young geniuses of the Li family and Fang Lin. However, it was obvious that the three princes and the five Li family were hostile to each other, and Fang Lin was among these people. , seems very inconspicuous.
"There is only one substitute, so among the nine of you, only one can stand out. For the sake of fairness, the nine of you will enter the center of the martial arts field together. There will be a magic circle there. Lower the pressure and stick to the stick of incense. If you can't, you can continue to compete. If you can't persist, it will be considered a failure." Yang Jianye said to the nine people below, briefly explaining the rules of the first test.
Neither Han Luoyun nor Li Zhendong had any objections. They had already decided on the selection content.
After hearing the words, the nine people walked to the center of the martial arts field one after another. Suddenly a curtain of light rose up, covering all nine people.
"Fang Lin, you are just an alchemist, but you dare to compete with us. You really don't know how to live or die. It's better to admit defeat quickly to avoid being embarrassed later." The Li family kid who had threatened Fang Lin before sneered.
The other four geniuses of the Li family also made sarcastic comments to Fang Lin, but Fang Lin turned a deaf ear to them and treated them as farts.
"You guys, are you talking so much nonsense?" the sixth prince Yang Jianfeng said with a frown.
Everyone in the Li family snorted, but did not continue to say anything. After all, they were in the formation and were still a little nervous.
"Let's start." Yang Jianye said loudly.
Buzz! ! !
As soon as Yang Jianye finished speaking, an invisible pressure suddenly came down on the formation. All nine people felt their bodies sinking and shook involuntarily.
Outside the formation, Yang Jianye smiled brightly and asked Han Luoyun: "Brother Han, just bring that little Fang Lin baby. Are you not interested in the substitute position?"
From Yang Jianye's point of view, Han Luoyun just brought Fang Lin, which was a bit too childish. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Han Luoyun didn't care about the substitute position, so he only brought Fang Lin to deal with it.
If Han Luoyun really wants to compete for the substitute position, he can bring Qing Jianzi and other martial arts geniuses. In that case, he will undoubtedly be more competitive than just bringing Fang Lin.
Li Zhendong sneered twice: "Since you don't like the substitute position, Master Han, why don't you just give up? Why do you let Fang Lin make a fool of yourself?"
Han Yinyue's expression remained calm: "Would you like to make a bet?"
When Yang Jianye heard this, he immediately became interested and said with a smile: "What kind of bet are you making? Tell me quickly."
Han Luoyun looked at Yang Jianye, then at Li Zhendong, and said, "Let's bet on who can win the substitute position in the end."
Yang Jianye was surprised when he heard this. From the tone of his voice, Han Luoyun had great confidence in Fang Lin.
Li Zhendong frowned slightly, feeling that Han Luoyun was acting too strangely, and he was afraid that there was some fraud involved.
"Okay, what's the bet?" Yang Jianye asked.
The corner of Han Luoyun's mouth curled up: "If this substitute position ends up being taken by Fang Lin, you two will each give me a treasure."
"What if you lose?" Li Zhendong sneered.
Han Luoyun glanced at him: "I will also take out a treasure and give it to the person who wins the bet."
Yang Jianye laughed loudly: "Interesting, I also made a bet. If you two lose, don't default on the money, otherwise I won't let you out."
All three of them were smiling, but each of their smiles had a hint of meaning and confidence.
They are all extremely confident in the young talents on their side and do not think they will lose.
At this moment, in that magic circle, as time goes by, the intensity of the pressure becomes stronger and stronger.
At first, everyone seemed very relaxed and even had time to chat with others.
But slowly, everyone stopped talking, and solemn expressions gradually appeared on everyone's faces.
Fang Lin also had a deep look of solemnity on his face, his brows were knitted tightly together, and his figure appeared to be trembling slightly.
His behavior made everyone outside secretly shake their heads.
"This Fang Lin, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long."
"After all, he is an alchemist, so he does suffer in this regard."
"I don't know what Sect Master Han's plan is, but just letting Fang Lin compete for the substitute position, isn't it equivalent to giving up?"
Some people secretly discussed that almost no one was optimistic about Fang Lin. They all believed that Fang Lin could no longer hold on and might collapse and fail at any time.
Li Zhendong sat there with a somewhat proud look on his face, while Yang Jianye glanced at Han Luoyun, and saw that the latter was calm and composed, and couldn't help but secretly wonder.
The pressure continued to increase, and both the three members of the royal family and the five members of the Li family were trembling at this moment, without any signs of relaxation.
Fang Lin, on the other hand, was pale, sweating profusely, and his legs were shaking extremely.
"I guess Fang Lin will die after a while." Everyone said in their hearts.
Plop!
Finally, someone fell down, but everyone was shocked. They didn't expect it to be like this.