Xiao Jin knew that He Liancheng was merciful, so he sighed slightly in his heart, cupped his fists and said, "Senior Brother He is so smart, I lose."
There was no trace of pride on He Liancheng's face, and he returned the courtesy: "It's just a fluke."
Next, the two of them competed with Huang Guanglie of Zhennan Sect.
Huang Guanglie practiced the wood attribute technique, and the battle with Xiao Jin could not be decided until the end of time. In the end, it was a draw.
He Liancheng took another victory, defeating Huang Guanglie and becoming the winner of the first place contest.
Zhong Yuntian breathed a sigh of relief and looked better.
Interestingly, in the subsequent competition for second place, the three disciples had a win-or-lose situation. Each of them won one game and all lost one.
This situation is not uncommon. Although strength is the decisive factor in a martial arts competition, on-the-spot performance is equally important, and there are situations where skills and techniques are incompatible.
In the competition for third place, Lu Zhenglong from Xingyun Sect defeated two disciples from Liyang Sect and Zhennan Sect, while the fourth place winner was won by Zhennan Sect.
After four games, the three sects had the same victory, but the Liyang sect won first place and should be ranked first in terms of record, followed by the Xingyun sect and Zhennan sect.
When it was the fifth person's turn, Zhao Lin stood up from his seat and strode into the school grounds, immediately attracting the attention of other sect disciples.
"Early Blood Realm? Did I make a mistake?" A disciple of the Liyang Sect said in surprise.
"You read that right, it's the early stage of the Blood Realm." Another disciple said.
"What does Xingyun Sect mean? The disciples in the early stage of Blood Realm are ranked fifth? Is there no one available?"
"Haha, you don't understand this. It's called a lower-ranked disciple versus an upper-ranked disciple. They feel that the fifth place has no chance of winning, so they simply put the stronger disciples at the back, give up this game, and earn it back later."
"That's not true. Maybe this disciple is really capable."
"Impossible! How strong can one be in the early stage of the Blood Realm? If it is the first level of the Blood Realm, maybe..."
The disciples of Liyang Sect and Zhennan Sect were talking a lot, but only the disciples of Xingyun Sect didn't say a word, with a smile on their face, as if they were watching a good show.
Chu Hong, the elder of the Zhennan Sect, said "Huh" and asked, "Brother Yang, this disciple of yours looks unfamiliar. I seem to have never seen him before."
Yang Lin nodded slightly, "Yes, Zhao Lin just entered the inner courtyard last year."
Zhong Yuntian chuckled lightly and said with something in his words: "Junior Brother Yang, is your disciple really ranked fifth in the inner courtyard?"
Yang Lin frowned and was about to have a seizure, but he quickly calmed down.
Zhao Lin only has the cultivation level of the early stage of Blood Realm, and he is a new face. It is reasonable for others to have doubts, and there is no need to engage in verbal disputes.
He just said calmly: "Brother Zhong, just watch. Isn't it about to start? Whether you have the strength to be fifth or not, you will know at a glance."
In the first game, Zhao Lin played against Chao Duan.
"Xingyun Sect, Zhao Lin."
Zhao Lin stepped forward and clasped his fists, feeling that the opponent's powerful Qi and blood exuded a thick and simple atmosphere. Just as Xiang Shaofeng said, this person practiced the dual attribute technique of earth and wood.
"Li Yangzong, Chao Duan."
Chao Duan had a calm temperament and did not look down on Zhao Lin because of his low level. He just had some doubts in his heart as to why the Xingyun Sect would send a disciple who was in the early stage of the Blood Realm.
"one two three!"
As soon as Liu Shengnian finished speaking, Chao Duan immediately flew forward and punched out, the khaki energy instantly wrapped around his fist.
The knuckles have towering horns with five spikes.
"thorn sand fist!"
Zhao Lin's Qi and blood belong to the water attribute, so Chao Duan used the unearthed method.
Using earth to overcome water is the advantage of the dual-attribute technique. You can choose the strength technique according to different opponents.
However, Chao Duan didn't know that Zhao Lin's fist power was not water attribute, but Tianshuang Fist.
Although he had only practiced for a year and his attainments were not deep enough, with the help of the ice energy, Zhao Lin could punch with the same effect as a powerful punch.
The wind was howling and the cold air was biting, turning the late autumn air into a line of white smoke.
boom!
The two fists collided, and Zhao Lin felt a heavy earthy aura coming over him. The energy in his body surged and he involuntarily fell back into the sea of qi.
Chao Duan took a few steps back, his whole body cold to the bone, and he almost shuddered, with an incredible look on his face.
"Ice?"
Zhao Lin didn't give the opponent a chance to breathe at all. He stepped forward with his left foot, and like an arrow from the string, he rushed forward to the left. Halfway through, he suddenly turned to the right.
Turning the cloud energy, the body walked out of a zigzag diagonal line strangely.
What kind of movement is this?
The disciples watching the battle were stunned, but Liu Feiyang's eyes lit up.
Chao Duan saw Zhao Lin's figure flashing and couldn't see where the attack was going, so he simply spread his palms apart, made a false chop with his left palm, and pushed forward with his right palm.
Zhao Lin twisted his body in the air and kicked with his left foot. This was a method of attacking instead of defending. Chao Duan had no choice but to jump aside.
The two landed at the same time, and Zhao Lin took action first, grabbing three claws in succession, forcing Chao Duan to panic for a while.
Zhong Yuntian's eyelids twitched when he saw it. He thought that this is not the strength of the early blood realm. He couldn't help but asked: "Junior Brother Yang, how old is this disciple of yours?"
Yang Lin said calmly: "Nineteen years old."
"Only nineteen!"
Zhong Yuntian and Chu Hong took a breath of cold air at the same time. At the age of nineteen, they were already in the blood realm and their combat power was so strong.
If this breaks through one or two more levels, what will happen?
And based on his age, Zhao Lin was able to participate in four martial arts competitions. This is a treasure for the Xingyun Sect.
The two couldn't help but feel envious.
The three elders are all experts in martial arts, and they can roughly guess the outcome after reading the beginning. Except for Zhao Lin, who is slightly weaker in strength, he has the upper hand in all aspects. There is no suspense in this battle.
This was also the case. Chao Duan was suppressed to the point where he couldn't use any strength and felt extremely depressed.
Seeing that he would definitely lose if he continued to fight, Chao Duan shouted loudly, stepped forward, leaped high, used the "Eagle Strike" move, and swung down with both palms.
Zhao Lin didn't panic, turned around and took a step.
This step is very particular. From the original "tun" position to the "teacher" position, you are instantly next to Chao Duan.
He grabbed it out with one claw and headed straight for the opponent's waist.
Chao Duan's face turned pale with fright. At this moment, he was in the air, his body spread out, and his center of gravity fell on his waist and eyes, leaving no room for maneuver.
Zhao Lin's claw seemed ordinary, but in fact it was cunning and vicious, making him unable to avoid it.
Chao Duan thought of several countermeasures in his mind, but immediately dismissed them all and watched helplessly as a claw clawed at him.
Zhao Lin's claws were held tightly without spitting out, and he closed them at the first touch. Then he took a few steps back and said: "I give in."
Chao Duan lowered his head and said, "Chao's skills are not as good as others, so he won't lose unjustly."
"Is this a win?"
Disciple of Liyang Sect, you look at me, I look at you, I didn’t expect that Chao Zong, ranked fifth in our sect, was defeated in only a dozen rounds, without any ability to fight back from the beginning to the end.
Just now, they thought that Zhao Lin was ranked fifth, but now they feel that he seems to be better than Yao Chong, who is fourth.
(End of chapter)
