"Senior Brother Gu, if I had used my sword to win, would you still be drinking tea with me here? I'm afraid you would have poured wine on my grave."
Lin Yun said with a bitter smile.
"No, it's impossible, right?"
Zhou Peng still didn't believe it, but neither Lin Yun nor Gu Yunshan answered, but Gu Yunshan's expression was obviously wrong. He seemed to want to say something, but didn't say it in the end, but looking at his expression, you could tell that he believed it.
Later, Lin Yun changed the topic and asked them some news about the Feiyun Kingdom Competition. For Lin Yun, they obviously knew more information after they worshiped at the mountain peak.
After some questioning, Lin Yun found out that one month later, Qingyun Sect would select personnel. At that time, 30 inner disciples and 20 core disciples would be selected to participate in the Feiyun Kingdom Competition. However, the news of Feiyun Kingdom's competition was strictly blocked. No one knew what the competition was about, whether it was a two-on-one battle or a secret realm.
"Junior brother Lin, don't worry, you can easily get a spot with your ability."
Gu Yunshan patted Lin Yun's shoulder and said.
Lin Yun also knew that it would be easy to get a spot with his current strength. What he was worried about was what would happen after the competition. He would definitely expose all his strength, and the mastermind behind the scenes would definitely take action.
A few people talked about the location of previous Feiyun Kingdom competitions, and then left.
Lin Yun closed the door, hung up the sign for retreat, set up a warning formation, and began to enter a state of deep cultivation. There was only one month left, and time was running out.
Lin Yun used the Heaven-Devouring Earth-Devouring Technique and began to frantically absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. At the same time, he also began to become proficient in various sword moves, especially the One Sword Breaking Ten Thousand Techniques and Tianming Eyes he had just obtained. But his trump card can be said to be the last resort to save his life.
As time goes by, Lin Yun has mastered all kinds of martial arts in his body. Lin Yun has decided to give up "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique". As Lin Yun's realm improves, this sword technique can no longer keep up with Lin Yun. , Lin Yun currently relies on six skills: "Four Seasons Sword Technique", "Balong Fist", "Flying Immortal Steps", "Nine Steps to the Sky", "One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Techniques", and "Tianming Eye". Of course, with the blessing of the sword, Lin Yun's casual moves are extremely powerful.
In the morning of this day, Lin Yun finished a night of practice and heard the bell in the square. This was the signal to gather. Gu Yunshan said that there is no need to sign up for the selection this time, it is all voluntary, and this bell is combined signals.
Lin Yun stood up, moved his whole body, walked out of the door, and walked towards the center of the square.
When Lin Yun walked to the square, the square was already full of people. Almost all the inner disciples were here, but not a single core disciple showed up. There were only about twenty core disciples of Qingyun Sect, so there was no need to choose.
The competition among the inner disciples is more intense. There are two to three thousand inner disciples, and thirty people have to be selected among them. Moreover, it is related to future development, and everyone wants to compete.
Lin Yun is still calm and calm. As Gu Yunshan said, he can definitely get a spot.
But Lin Yun is also a little worried, worried about the man behind the scenes. Judging from his influence on the top ten peaks, he can definitely control this competition selection.
"Junior Brother Lin, you are here."
Just when Lin Yun was deep in thought, a voice came.
"It's Senior Brother Gu and Senior Brother Zhou."
Lin Yun looked back and saw that it was Gu Yunshan and Zhou Peng who had come over, and they also saluted and said hello.
"You've come just in time. Let's go and draw lots."
Gu Yunshan patted Lin Yun's shoulder and said, there was nothing strange on his face.
"Drawing lots, what's going on?"
Lin Yun asked as he walked.
"There are three thousand people participating in the competition this time, so we have to draw lots to determine everyone's number, and use the number to compete. This time, there are a total of thirty competition platforms. The first place in each competition platform The name is a person who is going to participate in the Feiyun Kingdom Competition. If you are lucky and don't get into the top ten of the inner sect, there will be absolutely no problem."
Gu Yunshan patiently explained to Lin Yun the rules for selecting personnel.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the drawing area, and the three of them lined up to draw a lot in order.
"17, 65. Competition stage No. 17, sixty-five!"
Lin Yun said looking at the wooden sign in his hand.
"Junior Brother Lin, what is your competition platform number?"
Gu Yunshan came over and asked.
"No. 17, where are you, Senior Brother Gu?"
Lin Yun was also a little worried that if the three of them met together, it would be difficult.
"Oh, okay, I'm the eighth competition platform."
Gu Yunshan took a breath and said.
"Where's Senior Brother Zhou?"
Lin Yun asked.
"Number twenty-two."
Zhou Peng is still very simple.
The three of them gathered together and looked at the numbers of the people around them. They found that they were lucky and had not found any strong ones so far.
Lin Yun looked around and found no trace of Xue Ling.
"Her injuries haven't healed yet?"
Lin Yun immediately thought of this reason.
"Didn't Senior Sister Xue Ling come to participate this time? All the top ten in the outer sect competition are here."
Lin Yun asked.
"You don't know yet, Junior Sister Xue Ling is in seclusion. Unless she comes out on her own, no one will call her."
Gu Yunshan said.
"That's it."
Lin Yun nodded and replied.
"I'm afraid that when Xue Ling recovers from his injury, it will be the day he leaves Qingyun Sect."
Lin Yun thought to himself.
"Why, I miss the beauty."
Gu Yunshan saw Lin Yun in a daze, patted him on the shoulder and laughed.
"How can I have the time now?"
Lin Yun replied.
At this moment, a trumpet sound came.
"This is the signal for the competition. Junior Brother Zhou, Junior Brother Lin, take your leave and see you on the final stage."
Gu Yunshan said.
"Senior Brother Gu, Junior Brother Lin, bid farewell."
"See you at the final competition stage, Senior Brother Gu and Senior Brother Zhou."
Lin Yun and Zhou Peng also said goodbye to each other, then dispersed and walked towards their own competition stage.
Lin Yun looked at the wooden sign and walked to the competition stage where he was. More than seventy people had gathered here, waiting for the competition stage to open.
With the sound of a gong, several people moved away the lottery boxes, which meant that the inner disciples who had not come gave up on this selection.
Lin Yun looked around and saw that there were about ninety people in his competition ring. According to this ratio, about three hundred people did not come to participate in this selection.
Just as Lin Yun was preparing, he suddenly felt a cold wind on his back, as if something was staring at him.
Lin Yun immediately turned around and found Zhou Zhilin staring at him with a look of resentment, with murderous intent almost overflowing from his eyes.
