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Chapter nine hundred and eighty sixth do not believe

As everyone stepped onto the martial arts battlefield.

After a while, two figures stood on the ten martial arts battlefields.

Everyone was tense, which made the atmosphere on the scene suddenly become tense.

There were twenty figures in total, and Ling Yun only knew one of these twenty people.

That is Xin Beixuan.

The person who fought with her was a young man in the late stage of the third level of Zhenwu Realm.

When she saw Xin Beixuan, she directly chose to abstain.

This was not beyond everyone's expectations.

Instead of fighting with Xin Beixuan and letting Xin Beixuan hurt, it is better to give up directly and enter the loser's group to meet the next challenge in the loser's group in the best condition.

Otherwise, once you are seriously injured, you will be destined to be eliminated when you arrive in the loser group.

It is not just that Xin Beixuan and this young man had abstention. In any battle between two people with a huge gap in strength, the weak will directly choose to abstain.

Like the subsequent battles between Tan Xingfan and Pang Yan and others, they were almost exactly the same.

So much so that the battle goes on faster than expected.

Long Qianye was No. 11. After the young man on the No. 5 martial arts war stage announced his abstention from Xin Beixuan, Long Qianye and another yellow-haired young man from the late stage of the third level of the Zhenwu Realm took the martial arts war stage.

When the yellow-haired young man saw that Long Qianye was the same as his cultivation level, he fought with Long Qianye with confidence.

But even though Long Qianye, who possesses the aura of gods and demons, was only a late-stage warrior of the third level of the Zhenwu Realm, his combat power was far greater than that of the late-stage of the Zhenwu Realm, so that he quickly suppressed the yellow-haired young man everywhere, making the young man's confidence disappear without a trace.

Finally, under Long Qianye's rapid offensive, the young man was defeated directly, and Long Qianye successfully entered the winner group.

Shortly after the Long Qianye battle ended, Wen Zhihan, who drew No. 14, finally boarded the martial arts battlefield.

But Wen Zhihan was soon defeated.

After all, she was just a warrior in the early stage of the third level of the Zhenwu Realm, and was not on the same level as the others. Wen Zhihan was not discouraged after losing the battle. To be precise, she had thought of this result a long time ago.

She was already very surprised and happy to be able to reach this point, and was very grateful to Ling Yun. She knew that she would have been eliminated long ago without Ling Yun.

Not only did he ask Zhihan, as the battle proceeded later, when He Lin, who was drawn to the 23rd, came on stage to compete, he still did not practice "Twelve Town Immortal Body" to the fifth level, he also ended in defeat.

In this way, Wen Zhihan and He Lin both entered the loser group.

And it is almost at the bottom in the loser group.

This means that as long as they conduct one-on-one battles, they may be eliminated directly.

But there is nothing to do about this.

The martial arts competition is so cruel. If you don’t have enough strength, you will be eliminated sooner or later. Even Ling Yun cannot always protect them.

The battle continued in full swing.

There are wins and losses, so some people are happy and some are lost.

More than an hour later, it was finally Ao Feng Yuanlin, who was No. 48, who made the turn to appear.

Although Ao Feng Yuanlin has not reached the middle stage of the third level of the Zhenwu Realm, with the explosion of the bloodline of the thunder beast and the blessing of the Thunder God Hammer, it is enough to compete with the early stage of the fourth level of the Zhenwu Realm.

He was lucky, and he drew a guy who had just entered the late stage of the third level of the Zhenwu Realm by drawing lots.

So much so that after a fierce collision, Aofeng Yuanlin successfully won and finally entered the winner group.

In the following battle, Ling Yun no longer focused on the battle on the martial arts battlefield.

Instead, he sat down cross-legged and escaped into practice.

The grudges with Tan Xingfan and Tu Hao have not ended yet, and we must not slackew on a minute or a second.

Ling Yun was not worried about Tu Hao.

The only thing I worry about is that Tan Xingfan, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth level of the Zhenwu Realm.

Especially Tan Xingfan also has a treasure that can be displayed on the Supreme List of Heaven and Earth: the Seven Divine Sects.

After that, you might be able to draw Tan Xingfan, and it will be the time to see the truth.

In between, Yang Jiudao, the four elders of the four super sects, called over, among which Fu Xin, the elder of the Nine Sect, took the lead in asking: "Yang Jiudao, these disciples have also gone through two rounds of tests in your Phoenix Villa. Apart from Tan Xingfan, are there anyone else who performs well?"

"Elder, the disciples who participated in the Jiuzhou Competition this time are much better than in previous years."

"In addition to Tan Xingfan, Xin Beixuan and Pang Yan are also very good."

"But none of them are the most eye-catching."

Speaking of this, Yang Jiudao's eyes couldn't help but fall on Ling Yun.

"Yang Jiudao, would you mean to say that that kid is much better than Tan Xingfan and the other two?"

Shen Qianqi, the elder of the Blood Refining Shen Sect, looked puzzled.

The other three elders were also full of curiosity.

They initially observed Ling Yun, which was ordinary and had no other characteristics except that his martial arts cultivation was the lowest among everyone here.

"The four elders don't know anything. This person has a great talent. When he was conducting a talent test at Phoenix Villa, his talent was level 9 of the purple level."

Yang Jiudao immediately tells.

"What? Purple level ninth level? Yang Jiudao, are you sure there is no error in the measurement?"

The elder Lu Shen of the Sun and Moon Valley was the first to speak out and said in surprise.

The ninth level of purple level can be encountered for hundreds of years.

"Elder, my subordinates are sure that there is no error in the calculation. Not only that, this kid also withstood the fifth level of water pressure at the bottom of the Tianchi Pond in Tongtian Mountain, and stayed for about a day."

"More importantly, I sent someone to inquire about this guy and learned that this kid had defeated a sixth-grade weapon refiner on the inscribed weapon pattern before. At that time, many other weapon refiners were present and saw it with their own eyes, so he was also a weapon refining genius."

Yang Jiudao continued to add.

But all these words shocked the elders of the four super sects.

"Impossible. First of all, there is a problem with this boy being able to have the talent of the ninth level of purple. If he really has such talent, he wouldn't be even a third-level warrior in the True Martial Realm."

"And you said that it would be even more impossible for him to defeat a sixth-grade weapon refiner in refining weapons. It is not so easy to step on the refining skills. Such a young boy can defeat a sixth-grade weapon refiner, which is simply a fantasy."

Qingmu, the elder of Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion, was the first to disbelief.

It's not just him.

The other three elders also disbelief.

Therefore, the four elders were not in a hurry to send an olive branch to Ling Yun, intending to take a look at the situation first.

With Ling Yun's cultivation, the battle on the martial arts battlefield continued.

Two hours later, Ao Feng Yuanlin woke up Ling Yun.

There is no doubt that it is time for Lingyun to make his debut.

On No. 91, he immediately jumped to No. 1 martial arts war platform as required.

soon.

His opponent also made it to the competition stage.
Chapter completed!
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