Qingyunzong, martial arts field.
The Quartet has long been overcrowded, and more than 2,000 outer disciples have surrounded the martial arts field.
Today is the second round of the mid-year assessment, and the top ten disciples will be decided to enter the outer gate.
And it is a cruel knockout, and if you lose one game, you will be disqualified.
The eighty people who were killed from the outer disciples were all outstanding, and the splendor of the duel could be imagined.
Some disciples rushed over early, just to occupy a relatively advanced position.
On the high platform, the elders of the sect and the disciples of the inner sect gathered together.
But things seem to be a little off.
Zhou Yun, an outer disciple in the main arena, had been on the stage for five minutes, but he still could not see his opponent.
"What's the matter, why is Lin Yun late again?"
"What the hell is this sword slave doing, he was late once or twice, did he take the rules of the sect in his eyes!"
"It hasn't been more than ten minutes. Strictly speaking, it's not late, but it's still a little disrespectful to do so."
"Hey, do you guys say that you will abstain from fear of death? I heard that Zhou Yun has already promised to go out, and this sword slave will be abolished today!"
"Yeah, if you say that, it's really possible. If it were me, it would be better to abstain than to be abolished."
The disciples from all over the world talked a lot, and they said everything, and the noise was endless.
On the high platform, a certain elder frowned slightly and said solemnly: "This sword slave is really arrogant, I think it will be decided to win!"
The other elders did not have an interface when they heard the words, because this elder was Zhou Yun's biological father.
"No hurry, just wait. Elder Zhou, it's better to be more tolerant to the younger generation. If ten minutes have passed, it's not too late to deal with it according to the rules."
The Sect Master Bai Tianming, who was sitting in the center, smiled slightly and reassured the other party.
The incense burner outside the ring was filled with blue smoke, and the incense stick was about to burn out.
Da da da!
At this moment, there was a fierce sound of horse hooves outside the martial arts field, and a sharp edge swept along with the momentum.
"Monster!"
"Outside the martial arts field, how come there are monsters!"
Many outer sect disciples, with expressions of surprise on their faces, turned around and looked over.
Even the elders on the stage and the inner disciples were a little puzzled.
But when they saw it clearly, they were all shocked and their faces changed wildly.
It's Lin Yun!
I saw Lin Yun riding a tall and mighty blood dragon horse full of suffocating energy, galloping wildly.
Due to the deterrence of the blood dragon and horse, before Lin Yunren arrived, many outer disciples hurriedly made way.
Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment in the ring, and with a glance, he saw that the incense on the incense burner had burned to the roots.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a sneer, this battle seemed to be won directly.
But at this moment, Lin Yun, who was on the blood dragon horse, showed a stubborn look on his delicate face. Raising the reins violently, the blood dragon horse roared, taking advantage of the momentum of rushing all the way, struggling to jump up.
Whoa!
Flying over the heads of countless people, the blood dragon and horse leaped into the air and fell heavily onto the ring.
The reins swayed violently, and the forelimbs of the blood dragon horse jumped high, and in the roar, it forcibly offset the violent impact.
On the ring, the hoofs flew.
Under the brilliance of the morning light, the young man's long hair fluttered and showed his flamboyance. Xianyi's angry horse, with a firm expression, will never look back when he sees the flaming flames flourishing!
This battle, he must come!
For a time, the screen on the stage seemed to be frozen by time.
Many outer disciples were shocked by this scene and were completely speechless.
The horse's hoof fell again, Lin Yun turned over and dismounted, looked at the referee and said, "Fortunately, we have caught up with the last moment, so we can start."
"Oh oh… "
The referee responded dumbly, before saying, "You horse?"
Lin Yun gave a slight pat on the neck of the blood dragon horse and said, "Xiaohong, let's go down."
I don't know what it's called in Yun's house, Lin Yun picked one up at random and drove the blood dragon and horse off the ring.
The blood dragon horse was called Xiaohong with an unhappy face, but under Lin Yun's tap, he still stepped down obediently.
Stepping down, the blood dragon horse's violent temper is undoubtedly revealed.
The surrounding outer sect disciples who were provoked were bitter and cursing.
"You bastard, get away."
"Whoops, don't kick me..."
Whoever scolds, kicks whoever, is simply a little bully, causing the nearby disciples to stay away as far as possible.
The stage was lively, but the stage was not lost at all.
Zhou Yun was already full of anger when he saw Lin Yun, who was late, and he didn't expect Lin Yun to jump on his horse.
Xianyi's angry horse completely blocked his limelight.
To know this duel, in the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun has no chance of winning. Everyone is looking at this winning streak. Lin Yun, who has risen as a dark horse, will lose miserably!
But who knows, Lin Yun, who everyone thought should be a man with his tail between his tails, actually appeared in such a shocking way.
"Senior Brother Zhou, kill this sword slave and bring him back to his original form!"
Before the official start, there was a roar from the audience, but it was Zhou Yun's dog-legged Chen Xiao.
He was beaten by Lin Yun and couldn't get up. He was severely injured and missed the mid-year assessment.
It can be said that he hated Lin Yun to death, and was the first to call out.
After a while, the outer sect disciple who followed Zhou Yun's relationship with one another rang out one after another.
In the huge performance field, no one cheered for Lin Yun.
The power is weak, but Lin Yun has no fear, his eyes are clear and bright.
"In the second round, whoever loses will be eliminated. Please both of you must go all out and start!"
The referee glanced at the two of them, and after loudly announcing the start, he withdrew from the ring.
This battle attracted a lot of attention, and the scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone held their breath.
Under the gazes of countless eyes, Zhou Yun laughed softly: "I actually feel a little pity in my heart when I see that you are about to time out. Lin Yun, it's really good for you to show up!"
The last two words were bitten by Zhou Yun extremely hard. When these two words fell, his face was cold and terrifying.
"Kneel down!"
Unprepared, with almost no warning, Zhou Yun suddenly shouted.
It was like thunder on the ground, deafening, and with the appearance of the word "kneeling", the peak aura of the seventh level of martial arts on his body erupted wildly.
Like a hurricane, the mountains and the sea are overwhelmingly shrouded in the direction of Lin Yun.
For a time, a strong wind blew up on the stage, whistling.
"What a strong momentum!"
"This Zhou Yun, it turns out that he has been hiding his strength before, which is almost completely comparable to the disciple of the eighth level of martial arts."
"It seems that he is going to humiliate this sword slave severely."
Exclamations from the audience sounded, a little surprised that Zhou Yun's true momentum was so strong.
The majestic momentum instantly enveloped Lin Yun.
I felt a mountain of pressure, and my whole body, limbs and bones were subject to a lot of restrictions.
Lin Yun's complexion changed slightly, and when he really faced Zhou Yun's momentum, he realized the terrifying aspect of the other party.
Approaching the gap between the two realms, it is like a gulf that cannot be crossed.
Oops…
My inner strength has also been restricted.
There was a hint of panic in Lin Yun's eyes, but he didn't expect that his inner strength was also restricted.
If the internal energy cannot be operated, the dragon and tiger will be powerful, and it will not be able to be displayed at all.
"Hold on? I see how long you can hold on!"
Seeing Lin Yun, his face was ugly and he didn't kneel down.
Zhou Yun gave a cold drink and approached step by step.
As he approached step by step, the pressure on Lin Yun doubled.
retreat!
Lin Yun couldn't bear it, and every time the opponent took a step, he took a step back with difficulty.
Before the official fight, the gap in realm made Lin Yun embarrassed.
"Sure enough... This is the gap. Even if there are some adventures, the sword slave is still a sword slave after all."
"The background is still a bit lacking. Compared with a senior outer disciple like Zhou Yun, the gap is too big."
"Hehe, I see how he got off the stage. He was very majestic just now."
"It's called a modern newspaper, come quickly!"
The disciples below were not surprised at the battle situation on the stage, and many people showed mockery.
Did you lose like that
But I... But I haven't even sent out the Tianyuan Pill, and I don't even have the qualifications to walk upright in front of that person.
I haven't seen the flames blooming yet, I haven't seen this martial arts flourishing world, and I still have the dream of flying high.
My heart is... unwilling!
Under the enormous pressure, intense unwillingness stirred in Lin Yun's heart, blood flowing all over his body.
Recalling in his mind, when he was forced into a desperate situation by the golden bulls, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Lin Yun's mouth.
Death has never made me give up, let alone now
Pure Yang Gong, move me!
The peak of pure Yang Gong, with Lin Yun's strong will, finally broke free from the restriction of the opponent's imposing manner.
Whoa!
Once it flows, it will flow like a river, rushing forward.
"I still want to struggle, but I didn't agree!"
Zhou Yun, who was pressing step by step, was keenly aware of the changes in Lin Yun's inner strength, and a mocking expression appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Take two quick steps, raise his hand, and punch out.
He was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, insidious and vicious, and he didn't intend to give Lin Yun any chance at all.
But when the mad dragon opens his eyes and the fierce tiger returns to the mountain, how can he stop it!
Have you ever heard the sound of the wind, have you seen the clouds rolling. That is Tenglong going out to sea, that is tiger roaring to the sky...
That is the wind from the dragon, the cloud from the tiger, the wind and the cloud converge, the dragon and the tiger are powerful!
Lin Yun took a step forward, and in an instant, the wind and clouds rose together, shattering the momentum that shrouded him.
With a punch, a red light burned like a flame, his eyes flickered like a bright light, and there was a wanton edge between his brows.
After being suppressed for a long time, he shouted wildly, venting all his unwillingness and anger.
Bang!
The two fists collided, and a situation that no one expected, suddenly happened.
Zhou Yun, who rushed over quickly, was blasted away by a punch, groaning incessantly.