"It's you! Why are you here?"
"What are you talking about? My Zhao family is also considered a big family in Yuecheng, so I was naturally invited. Moreover, my sister is also here."
"Your sister? Zhao Xiuqing!"
The surname was Zhao. Lin Yun suddenly thought of Zhao Xiuqing.
"Yes, sister, sister, this way."
"Xiaoying, you ran away again."
A beautiful woman in purple palace dress came over.
"Senior Sister Zhao."
"Senior Sister Zhao."
Lin Yun and Xue Ling bowed their hands.
"It's Junior Brother Lin Yun and Junior Sister Xue Ling. The younger sister has caused trouble for you."
"What! I'm not causing any trouble, am I?"
"Yes, yes, you are the best."
Zhao Xiuqing poked her head hard and said.
"Junior Brother Lin, do you know my little sister?"
"Of course, sister, he is a Level 2 Wuwu."
Lin Yun immediately covered Zhao Xiuying's mouth.
"Hahaha, nothing, nothing."
"If you dare to say that again, you won't be able to hug Little Ball."
Lin Yun whispered in Zhao Xiuying's ear.
"What level two?"
Zhao Xiuqing asked doubtfully.
"Ah, it's nothing. I met her in the second area of Tianbao Pavilion."
"Yeah?"
"Zhao Xiuqing versus Wang Hai."
When Zhao Xiuqing was confused, the sound of fighting came from the stage.
"Senior Sister Zhao, this is your battle."
"Well, I'm going to fight first. Junior Brother Lin Yun and Junior Sister Xue Ling, see you soon."
Immediately, with his sleeves fluttering, he jumped onto the stage, causing everyone to cheer.
"Hey, hey, Lin Yun, my sister is very beautiful."
Zhao Xiuying poked Lin Yun and asked.
To be honest, Zhao Xiuqing is indeed beautiful, and her long-sleeved figure that is good at dancing adds to her charm.
"Well, it's beautiful."
"Then you pursue my sister. When you get married, I can play with the little ball every day."
Lin Yun almost fell to his knees when he heard this. He bought his sister for a little beast. Lin Yun really wanted to ask at this moment, is that your biological sister?
Xue Ling also looked at Zhao Xiuying in shock and burst into laughter.
Zhao Xiuying's voice was not too quiet, and everyone around her heard it. Seeing the gossipy faces of the people around her, Lin Yun wanted to run away now, as far away as possible.
Zhao Xiuqing, who was on the stage, lost her balance and almost fell down. She had never seen a sister who cheated her sister so much. What was even more cruel was that she was still asking what was going on. If Lin Yun wanted to chase her, she could help, which made Zhao Xiuqing His face turned red.
Zhao Xiuqing eliminated his opponent with two moves, jumped off the competition stage, grabbed Zhao Xiuying's hand and left.
"Let's go, let's go back."
Angrily, Zhao Xiuqing dragged Zhao Xiuying away with a blushing face. As she was leaving, she peeked at Lin Yun and blushed even more.
"Oh, sister, please slow down, Lin Yun, come to our house to propose marriage when you have time."
Zhao Xiuqing's steps were unsteady and she ran to the martial arts viewing platform while covering Zhao Xiuying's mouth.
Lin Yun shook his head.
"Congratulations, I will soon be the Zhao family's son-in-law."
Xue Ling covered her mouth and said with a smile.
"Senior Sister Xue, you are making fun of me too."
"Boy, that girl is pretty good too. She's a bit interested in you. If you perform well, I'll win."
"Lao Bai, didn't you ask me to keep a low profile last night?"
"Really? Why don't I remember?"
"..."
Lin Yun stopped paying attention to Bai Lao and continued to watch the competition. Lin Yun also saw the power of the top ten in the outer sect. Almost all opponents were defeated within three moves.
An hour later, the first round of competition ended, fifty people entered the second round, and the drawing continued.
"Junior Brother Lin, are you still planning to hide your strength?"
"It depends on the situation. Senior Sister Xue's strength may not have been fully utilized."
Xue Ling smiled faintly and stopped asking. Lin Yun knew that he should show his strength. In the last game, if Sun Yong hadn't been so powerful, it would have been very difficult for him to defeat him so quickly.
In short, one's own sword intention, thunder intention, and fire intention must not be exposed.
As the roll call continued, Lin Yun also ushered in his second battle. This time, Lin Yun exposed his acquired first-level cultivation and still defeated his opponent with violent power.
"How many tricks does Lin Yun hide?"
"He should be a swordsman, but his sword has not been released yet."
"With only his physical strength, he broke into the top twenty-five. With an unsheathed sword, is it possible for him to break into the top ten?"
"It's probably tough. He has a trump card, but that doesn't mean others don't, especially the top ten."
"We'll see, I'm really looking forward to it."
At this time, on the viewing platform.
"Zhang Gang, how about facing him?"
A middle-aged man asked a short-haired man next to him.
"If that's all, my physical body is enough to crush him, but it's hard to say because he hasn't tried his best yet."
"This boy has great potential, but unfortunately, in Qingyun Sect, the greater the potential, the faster he will die."
"Sect Master, you are talking about Qingyun Sect."
The middle-aged man stopped the short-haired man with his eyes and continued to watch the competition.
After an hour, twenty-five winners stood out, ready to compete for the top ten.
Since there are twenty-five people, one person will have a bye. Everyone is envious of the lucky person who has a bye. The worst he can do is be in thirteenth place.
This time the drawing of lots is different from the previous one, instead all the players are drawn out and then play against each other based on the results of the drawing.
Unfortunately, the bye draw was not for Lin Yun, but the opponent Lin Yun drew was not among the top ten disciples of the outer sect, which was still a good thing.
Not only that, the top ten from the outer sect did not meet each other. Lin Yun immediately understood that the seemingly fair draw was just to prevent the best disciples from meeting in advance.
Since some people consumed a lot in the second round of competition, the sect leader decided to rest for a quarter of an hour to restore their spiritual energy.
An hour later, the game continued.
Since Lin Yun was not the first one, he started to watch the contestants' competition.
Since this round of competition was very important, many people showed their trump cards, and the battle was very fierce. If it weren't for the old man's quick reaction, he might have died by now.
The battles in the top ten seemed a bit boring. Within ten moves, the opponent failed. Lin Yun wanted to observe the moves but nothing worked.
Soon, the competition reached Lin Yun.
Lin Yun's opponent this time was a handsome young man with a folding fan in his hand. After saluting, the game began.
The man waved the folding fan in his hand, and dozens of wind blades hit Lin Yun. Lin Yun did not dare to raise his hand. The sword behind his back came out of his body and slashed out with the wind, instantly destroying those wind blades.
"Tyrannosaurus Scroll."
The man seemed a little anxious and used his strongest move. A huge tornado struck Lin Yun, with countless wind blades flashing inside.
Lin Yun frowned and changed the sword in his hand.
"Zhan Feng."
A huge sword flew out and broke through the tornado in an instant. Then, its power continued unabated. It was in front of the man in an instant, forcing the man to retreat continuously. At the same time, he kept attacking. Finally, at the edge of the competition platform, Defeated that sword blade.
"Senior Brother Lin is really powerful, but my skills are inferior to others, so I have to admit defeat."
Then he signaled to the referee to admit defeat and jumped down from the competition ring.
"Lin Yun, win, enter the next round."
