Lin Yun woke up early the next morning, washed up, and prepared to go to the competition area. The rankings would be determined today.
However, Lin Yun still remembered Bai Lao's words and decided to keep some trump cards, even if the ranking was a little bit different, it would be okay.
As soon as Lin Yun walked to the door, the little ball jumped out and climbed onto Lin Yun's shoulder. It also wanted to go out. Lin Yun touched its little head and took it out with him.
When Lin Yun arrived at the competition area, the small platforms around him had disappeared, replaced by a large competition platform that was fifty feet long, three feet wide, and three feet high.
"Hello, Senior Brother Lin."
"Senior Brother Lin."
"Good morning, Senior Brother Lin."
"Senior Brother Lin."
Countless disciples began to salute Lin Yun. After all, Lin Yun was now an inner disciple. Even if he was younger than them, he still had to call him senior brother.
Moreover, Lin Yun's outstanding performance in the previous two days of competition has already earned Lin Yun the respect he deserves.
Arriving in front of the competition stage, he found that there were not many people coming. Lin Yun started waiting in the waiting area. Little Qiuqiu was in high spirits and looked around.
Soon, a gong sounded, and everyone's spirits quickly aroused, and the final competition was about to begin.
"Okay, everyone, the competition between the top 100 disciples of the Qingyun Sect's outer sect has begun now. It will still be in the form of drawing lots. The sect leader will draw the lots, and I will be the referee."
Soon, two large boxes were carried to the head of the Qingyun Sect.
The leader of the Qingyun Sect casually grabbed it, and two spiritual cards appeared in his hand.
"Liu Moran versus Wang Xin."
When the leader of the Qingyun Sect said his name, his voice was not loud, but everyone heard it very clearly.
"What a profound spiritual power."
These were the words in everyone's heart. The sound reached their ears even though they were more than ten feet away, or even hundreds of feet away. And there were tens of thousands of people. The depth of the spiritual energy was self-evident.
But people were quickly attracted by the competition on stage.
Lin Yun also looked at the two people who were competing. They were going back and forth, not trying their best, but just testing each other. Soon, the fight between the two began to become fierce.
Both sides have figured out each other's path and began to attack with all their strength.
In the end, Liu Moran caught Wang Xin's flaw, knocked Wang Xin out of the field, and won the game.
After the old man made the announcement, the leader of the Qingyun Sect once again grabbed two signs.
At this time, Lin Yun was observing the cultivation levels of the people around him. Most of them were around the second or third level of acquired life, and there were also many people with strong spiritual energy. In addition, Lin Yun also found a woman in white clothes, Xue Ling, standing there. Like a proud and independent flower, spotless.
"I wonder if she still remembers me!"
Lin Yun thought to himself.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty matches have passed, and more and more people have been eliminated.
Finally, the twenty-eighth game.
"Lin Yun versus Sun Yong."
Lin Yun touched the little ball on his shoulder and was a little worried. It was obviously not possible to bring this little guy up, so he should leave it to others. This little guy was a bit naive, and not everyone could get close to it.
Suddenly, Lin Yun's eyes lit up and he walked towards a beautiful figure.
"Senior Sister Xue, do you still remember me?"
"Are you Lin Yun?"
Xue Ling's voice was still so clear and sweet.
"Senior Sister Xue still remembers me?"
"Well, remember, after four months, I saw that your cultivation level has improved."
At this moment, everyone looked at Lin Yun. They didn't know what he was thinking. Instead of fighting, they wanted to chat with each other. However, they also wanted to.
"Okay, why don't you go compete?"
"Ah, junior brother has something to ask of senior sister."
"What's the matter?"
"This little guy's name is Xiao Qiuqiu. I'm going to compete, but I can't bring it up. I'll leave it with Senior Sister first. I wonder if Senior Sister is willing."
Xiao Qiuqiu looked confused as to why he was pushed out again.
Xue Ling's eyes instantly lit up when she saw the ball.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay, it's so cute."
Xue Ling said as she hugged Xiao Qiuqiu over.
Although Xiao Qiuqiu was confused that he was being held in the arms of a beautiful woman again, Lin Yun did not stop him, which meant that this woman was not in danger. In addition, this woman's body was fragrant and soft, and it was very comfortable to be held by her. .
The little ball soon let go, scratching Xue Ling's chest, and rubbing its little head against Xue Ling's face, making Xue Lingjiao laugh and making all the men in the room jealous.
Many people decided to catch a small white beast after the competition and give it to Xue Ling. Even if they were not favored by the beauty, it would be good to get close to the beauty.
Lin Yun settled the ball and quickly jumped onto the competition stage. At this time, Lin Yun's opponent was already waiting there with a machete in his hand and a look of madness on his face.
"Okay, let the game begin!"
Then the old man said calmly.
"Boy, you're only at the ninth level of body tempering. I won't bully you. I'll just give you three moves."
"Really? Thank you so much, senior brother."
At this time, everyone in the second area with Lin Yun all closed their eyes.
"It's over, Sun Yong has lost."
"That's right, that's right. Anyone who despises him will lose."
"Brother, please enlighten me."
Just as Lin Yun finished speaking, his figure was already in front of Sun Yong, and his fist had already been punched.
Sun Yong's expression changed. He didn't expect Lin Yun to be so fast.
His reaction was not slow, and the knife in his hand was immediately placed in front of him to resist Lin Yun's blow.
When~
Lin Yun's punch hit the sword directly, and a sound of gold and iron was heard.
Sun Yong's broadsword bent directly into a bow, and the powerful force was transmitted to his arm. He could not bear such a large force at all, so he took a dozen steps back and then stopped.
"Such a powerful force, damn, it's too big."
This sentence came to Sun Yong's mind.
But Lin Yun didn't give him time to react. As soon as Sun Yong stood still, Lin Yun's attack came over.
"Nine Layers of Palm."
Nine palm prints in a row hit Sun Yong's sword, knocking Sun Yong to the edge of the competition stage.
"No, we can't lose, we have to keep distance."
Sun Yong immediately moved his body.
"too slow."
Lin Yun's voice rang in Sun Yong's ears. Sun Yong's pupils shrank, secretly thinking that it was not good, but there was severe pain in his abdomen, and strong power was transmitted to his body. He saw that the competition stage was getting farther and farther away from him, and finally, he It fell heavily to the ground and lost the game.
"This, so fast, only three moves."
"Sun Yong is too careless. No one who breaks into the top 100 is easy to mess with."
"It's a pity. Sun Yong could have gone further."
"I, I actually lost."
Sun Yong lay on the ground, seemingly unable to accept this fact.
"Lin Yun, win."
Following the referee's announcement, Lin Yun did not hesitate and jumped down from the competition stage, preparing to find Xue Ling.
As a result, it was discovered that there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl beside Xue Ling, who seemed to be playing with the ball.
"Lin Yun, it's really you!"
When the little girl saw Lin Yun, she shouted happily.
"Zhao Xiuying! Why is she here?"
This little girl is none other than the little girl Yue Cheng met when he was taking the formation master exam.
