Chenhui cast mottled light and shadow in the room through the opening of the window.
On the wooden bed, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and the majestic sword intent in the depths of his eyes condensed into a sharp sword intent, and disappeared in a flash.
For a moment, the sharp edge of this sword intent cut off all Chen Hui.
The room was pitch black, and only the light of the sword intent was like a little star, illuminating the four directions.
Sword Intent is nothingness, and only when it is blessed with Sword Qi or ultimate move can it show its true lethality. But only nothingness can cut through nothingness, such as the sea of clouds, such as light and shadow, such as killing intent... When you reach the realm of psychics, the use of sword intent is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
"Are you going to start?"
Lin Yun didn't go out, but he could hear people coming and going on the street outside, and the noisy voices resounded in all directions.
He was boiling with enthusiasm for this feast of dragons countless times, but when he really faced it, he was surprisingly calm.
After washing up, Lin Yun came to the courtyard to meet everyone. Apart from Si Xueyi and others, they also saw Zuo Yun, who had been missing for a long time.
Zuo Yun was not promoted to the top eight in the Dragon Gate Competition. After that, he went out to practice and did not join other sects. Compared to Si Xueyi and the others, he was not even qualified to participate in the test.
From Lin Yun's point of view, it was a very unfortunate thing.
Zuo Yun's strength is much stronger than Feng Ye's, and even some of the core disciples of the overlord level are far inferior to him. However, Zuo Yun is very calm, laughing that sometimes being a spectator is not necessarily a bad thing.
Maybe he also has other secrets, otherwise it would be difficult to be so calm.
"There are three rounds of Dragon Feast. The first round is a points match, the second round is a knockout round, and the third round is a ranking battle."
Hufa Mei looked at Lin Yun and Feng Ye, briefly explained the rules, and pondered: "Today is the first round, all the top players who pass the test will be divided into ten groups. The number of each group may range from a thousand to as few as seven hundred. People, take turns to fight, and if you count them, you will get the general black and yellow aura in the opponent's jade pendant. In the end, the top 100 will advance based on the amount of black and yellow energy. In addition, if the black and yellow energy is exhausted, you will be eliminated in advance. The points competition is very cruel. There will be continuous battles, and you have to make some countermeasures."
The points match is not a knockout match. If you lose a knockout match, you will be out.
In other words, the former can be strategically abstained. If he is seriously injured and can defeat his opponent, he may lose a losing streak in the next fight, which will outweigh the gains.
"What is Xuanhuang Qi?"
Feng Ye asked curiously.
Hufa Mei smiled and said: "No one can know for sure, just guess that it should be a substantial Dragon Luck, but if it can survive the ranking battle, there is a chance to refine the mysterious yellow energy in the jade pendant. It is said that refining and refining With enough mysterious yellow energy, there will be some unimaginable mysteries. No one can tell except the top ten on the Dragon Cloud Ranking list.”
The same scene appeared in the courtyards where the major sects settled down. The emotions of the major disciples were extremely high and it was difficult to calm down.
Although there are only 100 places on the Dragon Cloud List, most of the leaders will be cannon fodder, but everyone wants to go further.
Besides, in such fierce battles, there may not be breakthroughs on the spot, everything is possible.
In the center of Longyun City, there are nine ancient statues of dragons. Spiritual springs are constantly spewing out of the dragon's mouth all the year round. Under the gathering of Lingquan, an extremely vast lake is formed in the city, which is called Jiulong Lake.
The lake is completely composed of spiritual springs. The richness of spiritual energy is unimaginable. It has existed in the world for an unknown number of years. The misty mist reveals a mysterious ancient atmosphere.
Here, is the location of the feast of dragons.
In the four sides of the lake, there are countless seats, and some people have already occupied excellent positions. When these people discovered that just outside the lake, the aura was stronger than many feng shui treasures, and they were all overjoyed.
They even almost fought for the spectator seats. Fortunately, the experts of the Holy Alliance have been maintaining order, and no one dared to be presumptuous after a few thunder strikes.
At the battle seat near the lake, Lin Yun and the others looked at Jiulong Lake with shocking expressions in their eyes.
The scene in front of me is too vast, the lake is endless, and the rich spiritual energy is blowing towards the face, and the vastness wraps people like an ocean.
The nine dragon statues erected on the periphery are bathed in brilliance, sacred and inviolable. Under the careful feeling, I can perceive the powerful dragon power, as if it is not a dead thing.
"The location of these statues has some doorways."
Lin Yun took a few glances and found that the nine dragon statues seemed to correspond to the nine astrological signs in the sky.
In the dark, the dragon statue has an extremely mysterious traction with the extraterrestrial star dome, and it seems that there is a terrifying ancient mystery hidden in the extremely distant starry sky.
"Without the ring, are we playing on the lake?"
Feng Ye glanced at it, and then smiled again: "It seems to be not bad, this Jiulong Lake is obviously not as simple as it looks on the surface, and it must be quite enjoyable to fight."
Zuo Yun, who was not far away, said with a smile: "If it's like Jiang He outside the city before, it won't be enough."
Feng Ye's face changed slightly, he had suffered so much before, and quickly waved his hand: "It's better not to."
Boom!
Just as the two were chatting, the ancient sound of the dragon's roar echoed between the sky and the earth, the sky and the sky were rolling, and the sky and the earth changed color.
An atmosphere of impending wind and rain accumulated wildly in a moment, making everyone's heart extremely nervous. In the tension, but with strong excitement, the tensed heart seems to jump out at any time.
The lake sank, and ten ancient battle platforms rose slowly like giant dragons.
This is Shenglongtai, which has the meaning of flying dragon ascending to the sky, and is also the official arena for the feast of dragons.
At the same time, the figures of ten old men fell in the air, all of them were extremely terrifying powerhouses.
The dignified aura on his body, at first glance, makes people feel like a mountain of pressure, I am afraid that at least three souls have been opened.
The ten referees spoke at the same time and announced the rules of the game. The rules were very simple. In addition to not being able to use secret treasures and medicinal pills in battle, other treasures and armor are not prohibited. The only requirement is not to continue to shoot after admitting defeat.
The first round of the points match was quite brutal, with each top player competing in at least ten matches, with little rest in between.
It is very likely that there will be a battle with injuries. If it is the last few games, there will even be scenes of endless death.
"Look at your dragon cloud jade pendant. After the group is confirmed, the dragon feast will officially start."
The ten Holy Alliance judges spoke at the same time, and the loud words reverberated.
Lin Yun looked at the jade pendant hanging from his waist, and there was a number looming in the heavy aura of black and yellow in the jade.
It is a seven-character, he was divided into seven groups, and Feng Ye was divided into nine groups.
Nangong Wanyu glanced at the jade pendant, and he was divided into eight groups.
"One group."
Zao Wuji glanced at the jade pendant.
Yan Longzi said casually, "Four groups."
"… "
The three kings and Qiying, who were in the top ten of the last Longyun Ranking, were divided into different groups in the points competition, which was obviously the intention of the Holy Alliance elders.
"This guy is also in the seventh group?"
Not far away, Qin Yang, who had been secretly observing Lin Yun, secretly saw the numbers in Lin Yun's jade pendant, and his eyes lit up.
He stretched out his hand to hold the jade pendant tightly, and smiled grimly, "It's quite a coincidence."
Not long after, the points match of their respective groups officially started.
Lin Yun's eyes fell on the seven groups. On the Thang Long Stage, which symbolized the seven groups in the Nine Dragons Lake, the two leaders took the lead.
One person wields the sword, the other uses the knife, and the cultivation base is all at the peak of the Zifu Yang Profound Realm.
The two were evenly matched, and the winner was only determined after hundreds of moves in the entire battle. The swordsman was lucky to win and took half of the other party's mysterious and yellow aura.
At the moment when half of the Xuanhuang Qi lost, Lin Yun keenly found that the look in the swordsman's eyes also lost a lot of luster.
It doesn't seem to have changed much, but subtle differences can still be noticed.
"When we set foot on this ancient city, the qi of Xuanhuang and our own qi have actually merged. Once we lose, the loss will actually be huge."
A strange look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he was secretly surprised, but if he could win all the way, he would gain a lot.
After a few mediocre battles, Qin Yang, the most monstrous monster in the seven groups, made a strong appearance.
"The eighth battle of the seven groups, Qin Yang will face Yuan Liang!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, there was a lot of uproar in the spectator seats. This Yuan Liang was unknown and would definitely not be Qin Yang's opponent.
Yuan Liang's eyes flickered, and the more he looked at Qin Yang, the more frightened he became, and he said directly, "I will..."
He wanted to admit defeat, but Qin Yang didn't give this chance at all.
Bang!
A dazzling golden light erupted on the Shenglong stage, and Qin Yang blasted Yuan Liang out like lightning like a raging fire.
Pfft!
Yuan Liang spit out a mouthful of blood and landed on the lake. The waves on the lake were like a beast hitting and slammed it to the shore. Seeing his pale face, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak.
The appearance was extremely miserable, and it was obvious that he could no longer fight and was eliminated in advance.
"It took me a long time to admit defeat, but it's too hard to take me seriously."
Qin Yang's face was gloomy and cold, he snorted coldly, and there was no sympathy in his eyes. Such a tyrannical attitude made many leaders of the seven groups feel uneasy.
The game continued, and before he could play, Lin Yun turned his attention to the other Shenglongtai.
In the six groups, Yang Fan was fighting against a rising star in the Yin-Yang realm, and the battle was quite fierce. That rising star is a famous fist-fighting fighter who fights in close quarters and is very vicious.
As the evildoer of the last Dragon Feast, Yang Fan was obviously struggling to deal with it, and he was lucky to win in the end.
Lin Yun could see that the rising star in boxing might not necessarily be weaker than Yang Fan, but only had less battle experience. Moreover, he was extremely sharp, and he didn't even feel discouraged after the defeat. He wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and grinned and stepped off the stage.
This kind of person is very aggressive, and it is very likely that he will break through in the war, and it must be stronger the more the war.
In the knockout round, if they meet again, Yang Fan may not be this person's opponent.
Fang Hanluo and Lin Yun secretly remembered the boy's name.
Glancing at him, Lin Yun saw a familiar figure in the arena of the eighth group, Ji Wuye from the Bloody Sorrow Pavilion. He was motivated and neat, and easily took down a rather powerful opponent.
His vision swept across the arena in Jiulong Lake. Lin Yun watched several fights one after another and found a lot of bright rookies.
This feast of dragons, I am afraid that many veteran masters will fall.
In addition, there are some rules to follow. More than 70% of the elite cultivation bases are at the peak of the Yang Profound Realm, and the bottleneck of the Yin Yang Realm is still difficult to break.
In the yin and yang realm of Zifu, there are quite a few masters of Xiaocheng and Dacheng, but the peak perfect ones are extremely rare.
As for the half-step celestial souls, there are even fewer ruthless people, except for those old-fashioned monstrous monsters, almost none of them.
Invisibly, several watersheds have been drawn. In the major group matches, those top monsters were all extremely tyrannical, and basically a face-to-face would determine the winner.
As for the Three Kings and Qiying, no one dared to take action at all, and they directly conceded defeat before they appeared.
"The twenty-first stop of the seven groups, Lin Yun and Mo Qi!"
The referee's loud voice pulled Lin Yun's thoughts back, and finally it was his turn to play.
Lin Yun's opponent is also a swordsman, and he is also a rising star like him. At a young age, his cultivation reached the peak of Yin-Yang Realm, and his eyes flickered with surging fighting intent.
"Swordsmen can't fight across borders, it's no fun at all. But it's good, you're not too weak, you're barely worthy of my opponent in the first battle."
On the Rising Dragon Stage, Lin Yun's opponent, Mo Qi, had a smile on his lips, his long hair fluttered, and he held a sword in both hands.
confident enough.
But unfortunately, you really chose the wrong opponent, Lin Yun said indifferently: "If you can draw the sword, I will lose."