The last cloud of calamity receded, but the people of the Supreme Sect were worried.
"How about... let's go?"
"It seems that my junior uncle is really not coming."
Feng Yi was silent for a moment, "You're here, let's finish it."
Anyway, these brats were very excited to watch others fight, and their excitement level was no less than that of the monks who bought tickets to enter the venue.
He Gui lowered his eyes and smiled, "Indeed, watching these children compete makes me feel a lot younger."
How energetic.
Feng Yi was noncommittal, "You are in your prime and still very energetic. You have to continue doing this work before the nine and ten others come back."
He Gui:…
"Junior sister...can you please stop saying such disappointing things at this time?" He sat with his head hanging down, and glanced at the little cabbages next to him who had not yet grown up to enjoy eating chicken legs, and sighed again.
When will this new crop of leeks grow?
The spiritual rain gradually stopped, and Ni Jinxuan was taken to another courtyard by Xia Wu to change clothes. Everyone behind him was gnawing on a chicken leg and complaining that he was hungry.
Regardless of whether Lin Du comes or not, the draw for the competition has already begun.
Lin Du's luck was not as good as that of Ni Jinxuan, and he had an opponent in the first game.
But Lin Du hasn't come yet.
There was a stir in front of the rostrum. If Lin Du didn't come, the twenty-four people would have to be reordered.
Feng Yi stood up and planned to use someone else to practice his skills, but he did it.
Just as Yan Qing was about to stand up, he saw a white arc in the sky, ignoring the forbidden flying formation in the stadium, and swooped down from the stands at an extremely fast speed, like a meteor in the daytime.
Yuan Ye was thoughtful, "Yan Qing, do you think this scene looks familiar?"
Yan Qing hissed, "Make a wish? Junior uncle, come quickly?"
Lin Du was in a hurry, really in a hurry this time, so he used the formation plate to directly block the formation within a ten-mile radius of the venue. Otherwise, she would really be unable to catch up if his legs passed by.
The monk in green simply landed in front of the rostrum, raised his hands and apologized, "Junior Supreme Sect Lindu, I'm sorry, I just came out of seclusion, so I'm late."
The people on the rostrum were startled and looked at the young man in front of them.
For no other reason, Lin Du's appearance changed drastically.
The facial features are still the same, but the previous black hair has disappeared. The white hair looks particularly clear in the sunlight. The eyelashes are still covered with white frost. The dark pupils are covered with abnormal white shadows, and the eyes have become Pale, like a snowman.
Looks like... looks like her master Yan Ye.
Yan Ye probably couldn't even give birth to someone who looked like this!
How can inheritance be passed down from master to disciple? Could it be that he is really his biological child?
With a click, the drumstick fell from Yuan Ye's mouth. He tremblingly patted the hand of Yan Qing who was also frozen next to him, "Is that our junior uncle? Why have you turned into a monster?"
Yan Qing ignored Yuan Ye's greasy paws and swallowed hard, "The face is the same, and the head is the same."
He Gui leaned forward slightly and frowned. Lin Du...forcibly interrupted the retreat.
Lin Du blinked away the frost on his eyelashes. He was in a hurry, so he didn't care about the image.
She set the time three days ago, but until yesterday, she had only absorbed half of the Xueyuan Dan. It is still in her Dantian. Under the influence of the Xueyuan Dan, her hair has turned completely white, and there is frost under her eyes. , it took a lot of effort for her to forcibly break the seal of Xueyuan Dan.
This hair probably won't change for a while.
From the seats to the stands, everyone's comments could no longer be suppressed.
"Is this Lin Du?"
"Lin Du is not dead, but why has his hair turned white? The last time he broke the formation, it was said that his origin was overdrawn. Isn't this... a hindrance to his lifespan? His hair turned white?"
"It could also be the martial arts. Her master has white hair and gray eyes."
"...What technique can make a person blind?"
"Maybe it's a punishment from heaven...a punishment from fate."
Everyone speculated, but everyone around him took a step away from Lin Du.
There was no other reason. It was a bit cold. It was so cold that it penetrated my bones. It must be because I was forced to leave the seclusion and the spiritual energy in my body could not be contained.
The people of the Supreme Sect are really hardworking.
The aura on Lin Du's body was that of the late stage of Soaring Cloud Realm. Except for the people from the small sect, everyone around him had basically reached the Great Perfection of Soaring Cloud Realm.
The opponent glanced at Lin Du and thought to himself that it would be better not to come. Isn't this not worth the loss? It's better to practice in seclusion at home. I can't even control my breath. I think my foundation is very unstable.
Lin Du's foundation is indeed not stable. Now he cannot control his spiritual power inward and can only release it outward.
The two got on the ring and saluted.
"Chixiao sent Yi Zhen to ask for a fight."
Most of the Scarlet Sky Sect specializes in physical training and swordsmanship. The person in front of me is a swordsman who is a perfect swordsman in the Tengyun Realm. He is also an orthodox direct disciple of the Scarlet Sky Sect. He practices the core of the sect, the Scarlet Sky Sword Technique, and he can be regarded as a young talent. .
Lin Du narrowed his eyes slightly. Her eyes were still a little afraid of light and were not used to it. There was a layer of ice and snow in front of her eyes, and the mirror, flowers, water, and moon were not as hazy as hers. She was considered to be a high degree of myopia plus astigmatism.
No, you can't even see the exact location where the sword is drawn.
She raised her hand and held out the floating fan, intending to make a quick decision. After all, the pure power of ice and snow was... too much, and she had to let it out a little.
Yi Zhen raised his sword and thrust straight forward. The red fire lit up the air with a flash of fire. Unexpectedly, as soon as the sword energy came out an inch, there was a sound of stabbing, smoke came out, and then it was completely extinguished.
Lin Du lowered his eyes slightly to show his apology. The cold power of ice and snow can overcome ordinary fire, even if it is caused by sword energy, it can also overcome it.
All he saw was a ray of silver glare coming straight in front of him. Lin Du sighed, released his consciousness, determined the direction, raised his hand to unfold the fan, and with a click, the blade of the sword grazed the iron fan.
Lin Du raised his hand and waved, and the surging spiritual power was like a huge wave.
But seeing that the sword blade was tilted upwards by the force, he could only stagger it away. In the next moment, Lin Du's figure was in front of the person and swung out.
Yi Zhen quickly retreated to avoid it. The spiritual power of the man in front of him was so pure and cold that even if his realm was a small level lower than his, he could still suppress his sword skills. For the current plan, he could only directly release the Red Sky Sword sword skills he had learned. The most powerful move.
Lin Du kept his eyes lowered, not because of anything else. The swords of their group of swordsmen were all shiny, and the reflection made it even harder for her to see the exact position, so it was better not to look.
But in the eyes of opponents and others, this look is too arrogant and arrogant.
Yi Zhen felt that he had been slighted, and anger arose in his heart. He mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, the long sword buzzed, and then slowly turned red. But there was a patch of red.
Twelve red sword shadows fell from the sky, making it impossible for people to hide.
Lin Du raised his head, glanced up, and whispered, "Sure enough, it's astigmatism. There are multiple sword shadows. I'll just cover my eyes for a while."
She said that the spiritual power accumulated in the gap just now had risen along the fan, like ripples on the flat sea.
Rather than so much as a huge wave, it is better to say that it is an iceberg from the bottom of the sea that rushes up to the sky. The spiritual energy glows with a cold light, smashing the twelve sword shadows directly into pieces, swallowing them up, and completely losing sight of them.
Lin Du did not stop, but at this moment, his footwork changed and he was approaching Yi Zhen.
Yi Zhen hurriedly raised his sword to resist, and hit the fan hard with a clanking sound.
The frost fell, turning the faintly red sword into a strange blue-black color. The next moment, the frost climbed onto the person's knuckles and wrists.
Lin Du still lowered his eyes, took off his folding fan, turned it around along with the resisting sword blade, and then fell into the person's hand again, then moved forward and touched the person's neck.
Yi Zhen only felt a cold wind blowing towards his face, and then the edge of his neck was as cold as a sword blade grazing his skin, and it was so cold that it stung.
"You lost." Lin Du said calmly, and for the sake of politeness, he opened his mouth to make amends, "Zhihan Tian defeated you with the Chixiao sword technique, so I won't be able to win."
Yi Zhen saw the abnormal gray eyes under the man's double eyelashes and seemed to realize something.
He sheathed his sword behind his back, "I lost, Fellow Daoist Lin, your eyes... but you still beat me like this, how can you say that you won without force?"
"Thanks for the advice, I'm just not good at it."
In fact, if the cultivation level is higher, the restraining effect of Zhihan's power will become smaller, and Lin Du is not invincible.
Lin Du nodded slightly in greeting, put away his fan, and walked off the stage.
They were actually the fastest among this group to finish the competition.
Yi Zhen was no longer annoyed now. He thought about how he could try to fight Lin Du next time. As long as he faced off, he would know the level of his swordsmanship and whether he could be restrained. Fight for some vitality.
