The venue was completely silent, with a pin drop sound.
Through the misty sword mist, the spirit sword hung slightly, and there seemed to be spiritual light emerging from the smooth blade. It was obviously just an ordinary gesture, but it was so powerful that many elite disciples present felt a strong feeling in their hearts. threaten.
Many people recognized the owner of this figure.
Lin Pingzhen, the head Qilin'er. Almost no one inside or outside the sect knows about it, even if they have never seen his appearance, they have heard of the name more or less from the rumors circulating.
Although most of them didn't understand what was going on, they were all frightened by Lin Pingzhen's rare sharpness.
Before this competition completely started, no, or should I say, no one thought that Lin Pingzhen would win before this moment. Lin Pingzhen was a young monk who had just emerged in these few years. Although he had a noble status and strong momentum, he was still too young. . The foundation in Longyin Peak is actually not stable, far inferior to the old man who has been rooted in the peak for many years.
The opposite person, Pingyang Zhenren, was a strong man who became a disciple of Xuanling Zhenjun halfway and fought for a place in Longyin Peak, a place full of talented people, in an extremely embarrassing position.
The latter's power is deeply rooted in the minds of the younger generation of disciples, and he can be regarded as a strong person recognized by the younger generation of Longyin Peak disciples. Even some fellow monks were convinced by him, and few would openly challenge him.
Where is Lin Pingzhen? He is strong, but as mentioned before, he is too young, has little experience, and his support rate is far lower than the latter. There are always people who look down on him, spread all kinds of rumors, and there are even those who are really not smart enough to show true feelings to him.
Moreover, in terms of cultivation alone, the difference is really too far. Even relatives and friends who know Lin Ping very well do not dare to bet on him. From the beginning to the end, the only one who believed that Lin Ping really was Xuanyang Zhenjun.
But now he really slapped everyone present in the face hard, leaving no room for mercy.
He won. Cut off the sword demon cloud that restrained him with his own hands, and be the first to break out of this predicament.
The opponent has yet to regain consciousness and is still immersed in the nightmare caused by the sword energy invading his body.
Seeing Lin Pingzhen cleanly knock down the unconscious Pingyang master from the competition platform, Xuanling Zhenjun's face became terrifyingly dark. The disciples around him didn't even dare to look at his face.
The venue was silent for a moment, and then burst into cheers.
Most of them were applauding the sword that Lin Pingzhen used to break free. Although it looks like there is no skill, it can even be said to be simple and simple, but the starting and ending movements exude a kind of power that makes people unable to take their eyes away.
When the sword rises, it has a stormy temperament and a spring breeze turning into rain. The strong contrast gives people a deep impression and impact.
To be honest, Lin Pingzhen's journey to this day is all about his reputation. If he can fully start his career in this grand event, then his path to success will be unstoppable.
Lin Pingzhen used practical actions to deliver an amazing and satisfying answer to this seemingly impossible test.
Everyone admires Qiang and also likes the drama of Jedi counterattack. Lin Ping really accidentally hit both of them. The process was incredible and the ending was a bit funny. The battle finally satisfied most of the passers-by.
All the disciples in the venue were a little crazy, as if they were the ones who just killed an outstanding real person on the stage. They were talking about it, and they were all admired, praised and admired for this newly minted man.
No matter what the truth is or what the process is, after this day, Lin Pingzhen's reputation will reach a higher level and completely enter the eyes of all the monks of the Wuhua Sect.
This... is also the reason why True Lord Xuanyang wants Lin Pingzhen to participate in the competition.
He wants to build momentum for it.
Lin Ping really stabilized his position, breathed a subtle sigh of relief, and tried his best not to let his body shake too much.
In fact, Jian Moyun's loss of control had a huge impact on him, and it took almost all of his spiritual and physical energy to break free.
Fortunately, he had been taught to maintain a correct posture since he was a child and not to slack off for a moment, so he tried his best to maintain proper etiquette even when his spiritual power and physical strength were exhausted. When the referee's disciple stumbled and announced his victory, he stepped back step by step from the competition platform with his back straight.
The people around were either admiring or excitedly talking about the competition just now, but the atmosphere in one place was different from others.
There was a small area that was so quiet that the sound of breathing could not be heard. The surrounding disciples wanted to hold their breath and lower their heads, pretending that they did not exist, so as not to disturb a certain volcano that was about to erupt. Many people are regretting why they got together just now. Now they can't retreat even if they want to. Wouldn't it be more conspicuous? Everyone was as silent as a cicada, wishing they could retract themselves into the ground.
A disciple was supporting someone and walking cautiously towards this side. The person being supported was quite tall. There was a little dust on his gorgeous purple clothes, and he looked really embarrassed. The person who supported him was very careful, walked slowly to True Lord Xuanling, and carefully called out: "True Lord Xuanling, my disciple has brought Senior Brother Wang back. Look..."
All the disciples who lowered their heads and looked at their noses and minds secretly praised "How brave" in their hearts. As expected of a newcomer who didn't know anything, he dared to tease the tiger's beard at this time. Also, if he was not a newbie, how could they fool him into bringing Master Pingyang back. Otherwise it will be another one of them who will be unlucky.
"Why don't you help me quickly? Why are you still doing this? Don't you want me to give you a reward? Get out of here, you are an embarrassment." As expected, the young disciple was brought under the power of True Lord Xuanling. He shouted violently and was so frightened that he almost cried on the spot or collapsed on his knees. He was so frightened that he could not walk. After a while, he was led away by his kind-hearted senior brother.
True Lord Xuanling glanced at Lin Pingzhen gloomily. The other party noticed it and bowed respectfully to him from a distance. He was so angry that Xuanling Zhenjun threw away his sleeves and left, followed by a group of disciples, who showed a bit of a pessimistic temperament.
Lin Pingzhen was thoughtful, and then he calmly walked off the competition stage and walked straight towards True Lord Xuanyang.
Seeing Lin Pingzhen slowly walk up to the leader and say something, Ning Xia's heart finally returned to her chest.
"Are you at ease?" Zhenjun Yuanheng raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Don't you need to go there?"
Ning Xia shook her head: "No need, there are so many people over there. Besides, the competition just now was very expensive, so it's better not to disturb him now. The competition between Junior Brother He, who is new to the Formation Hall, will be going on now." It should be about to start, my disciple and Senior Brother Jin promised to go and cheer him up."
True Lord Yuanheng nodded, motioned for the two of them to leave on their own, and then left gracefully. Oh, there's a little tail following behind...
