Lin Yun's abstention caused a lot of turmoil.

The battle between him and Zhang Han was supposed to be the most exciting duel between the six groups, plus the previous "fraud" incident.

Many outer disciples noticed the existence of the six groups of Lin Yun.

Such a much-anticipated World War I actually abstained from voting, which naturally caused some criticism.

However, in the mid-year event in full swing, the turmoil quickly passed.

After all, everyone has their own battles, each group has a wonderful matchup, and the hot situation of the event has been continuing.

Next, Lin Yun fought three battles.

As a result, without exception, after seeing Lin Yun, he took the initiative to abstain and save his strength.

"Congratulations, according to the extra points you added from your previous winning streak, you have already qualified in advance, and you don't have to play against each other. ”

After winning the seventeenth duel, the referee said to Lin Yun.

There is no need to fight in the remaining thirteen duels, which is naturally a good thing.

Lin Yun was completely idle, and began to wander from group to group to know the opponents in the next round in advance.

After watching the battle, he has a great understanding of the entire outer gate.

There are strong players in each group, and there are some of them, and even he feels jealous.

The reason is that he has been in the outer door for too little.

The cultivation can't keep up, and the top three in each group are almost all martial arts sevenfold cultivation, and maybe they hide their hole cards like him.

Now that I think about it, he hides the hole cards of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, and Zhang Han may not have any hole cards.

"My hole cards are still a little too little. ”

After watching the battle several times, Lin Yun came to a conclusion.

If he has his current strength, I am afraid that he will not be sure of victory, and he will definitely become an inner disciple.

One is that the repair is too low, and the other is that the hole cards are not enough.

Neither of these two reasons can be achieved in a short period of time, and it takes time to precipitate.

Those strong players like Zhang Han and Wang Ning have been precipitated in the outer gate for at least two to three years.

I was able to join the outer door in just two months, and I have achieved the current results.

Within the Qingyun Sect, Lin Yun can be regarded as a miracle.

Especially before him, he was still the lowest sword slave, which is even more incredible.

But this was not enough, Lin Yun fell into deep thought.

When the light of the setting sun shines and the night comes.

The entire group stage is over.

The eighty people who are qualified to compete for the inner disciples have all been selected and stand under the high platform.

After the sect master and a group of elders have finished encourage.

The bottom forty people began to draw lots one by one.

Lin Yun was also ranked in the bottom forty because he abstained from one abstention, and his cultivation was not outstanding among the eighty people.

According to the practice of the sect, those who go up to draw lots will definitely be very apprehensive.

If someone draws the first bearded man in the outer door, it is estimated that he will be stupid on the spot.

"Congratulations to you Wang Lang, the winner is Hu Zifeng, the No. 1 outer disciple!"

Lin Yunzheng was thinking like this, and on the high platform, the elder read out the lottery object of one person.

Rock!

I saw that the man's face turned pale in an instant, staggered a few steps, and almost fell.

There are four rounds of knockout rounds, and if you lose the last one, you will be eliminated.

No matter how strong others are, they will have a chance to fight, and winning Hu Zifeng is almost equivalent to failure.

The terrifying cultivation of the eightfold martial arts is completely a chasm that cannot be bridged.

The other disciples who had not come to the stage to draw lots were obviously relieved, and looked at the unlucky guy with a smile.

"Thank you, Elder. ”

Wang Lang walked down in a daze, looking depressed, this year's efforts were all in vain.

If you want to become an inner disciple, you can only wait for next year.

"Lin Yun, come up and draw lots. ”

The elder on the stage shouted to himself, and Lin Yun stepped forward quickly and came to the lottery box.

I saw the audience, the outer disciples who came out of the line at the front, standing in a line neatly.

A hundred meters away from the rear, there were more than 2,000 outer disciples who had not made the qualification.

To be able to stand on this stage and be in the spotlight is actually an honor.

He drew the lot and handed it to the elder, and Lin Yun waited quietly.

After reading it, the elder's face turned slightly strange, and after a pause, he said, "Congratulations to you Lin Yun, the No. 5 outer disciple you drawn, Zhou Yun!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole scene suddenly became noisy.

"Wouldn't it, such a coincidence?"

"Tsk, what kind of luck is this sword slave, Zhou Yun was drawn in the first round of the knockout round. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, he was humiliated by Zhou Yun in the organ hall at the beginning, but he said that he would challenge him two months later. ”

"This can be regarded as benevolence, hahaha, now I see how he abstains, but he can't abstain in the knockout round. ”

No one expected that Lin Yunshen would draw his rival Zhou Yun with one hand.

Zhang Han, who was not far from Zhou Yun's side, laughed softly: "Senior Brother Zhou, I didn't expect you to be drawn by this sword slave, I heard that you have a good holiday with him?"

"It doesn't matter, no matter what the sword slave had with me before, it can't be changed, and it will be the result of me beating it back to its original form. ”

Zhou Yun's face did not change, and said lightly.

"Hehe, this is not auspicious, Ma Kui, who was kneeling before, also said so. ”

Zhang Han didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and continued to joke.

Shout!

As soon as the words fell, he saw a cold gaze shooting towards him.

But it was Zhou Yun's face that sank and glared at him.

Suddenly, under great pressure, the mountains slammed down on Zhang Han like a tsunami.

It's so strong!

This guy is only a thin line away from the martial arts Yae.

"Are you comparing me to Ma Kui, a waste? Are you laughing at my lack of strength, or are you sarcastic that I will also kneel?"

Zhou Yun said coldly.

Zhang Han sneered, and hurriedly said, "Don't dare, Senior Brother Zhou is serious." ”

"Then give me less to say, huh!"

Zhou Yun snorted coldly and didn't say much.

The outer disciples not far away all felt Zhou Yun's killing intent, and even Hu Zifeng, who was standing in the first place, looked at it curiously.

Seeing Zhou Yun's such strong strength, these people looked at Lin Yun on the stage and shook their heads slightly.

Lin Yun held the sign, and he was also a little surprised.

But he has a good mentality, he always has to come, and it's good to go all out.

Who loses and who wins, but it is still uncertain!

Shout!

The moment he raised his head, Lin Yun's gaze happened to be in line with Zhou Yun below.

The two competed against each other and did not give in to each other.

Before the battle was held, there was a fierce confrontation, which made the disciples on the scene feel a trace of tension.

"Little Sword Slave!"

A wisp of anger welled up in Zhou Yun's heart, this sword slave was really arrogant, and he actually provoked himself on the spot.

Originally, the challenge two months ago was only seen as a joke.

If Su Ziyao hadn't been there that day, he would have easily abolished Lin Yun.

I didn't expect that two months later, the other party would actually draw himself in the knockout round in front of the sect.

In front of thousands of people from the top and bottom of the sect, being looked at by Lin Yun condescendingly made him feel very unhappy.

"Alright, you go down. ”

The elders of the sect on the side, seeing that the two of them were secretly gaining momentum, neither of them refused to admit defeat. The situation was a little bad, and he hurriedly interrupted the momentum of the confrontation.

Lin Yun knew in his heart that this battle would not be good.

If you lose, it may be more than just elimination.

When all the lots were drawn, the sect elder spoke: "Okay, the draw is over. In today's group stage, everyone can play against each other for a day, and they are tired. Some people were even injured and could not recover in a short time, so the sect decided to start the knockout round in fifteen days. I hope that everyone will be in good spirits, participate in the war in peak condition, and leave no regrets. ”

Fifteen days?

Lin Yun was slightly stunned, there should have only been a five-day break, but there was an accident this time.

I don't know who was seriously injured, but it was ten more days.

In this way, it gave him some opportunities.

After returning to the wooden house, Lin Yun began to think about what to do against the enemy.

In the group stage, Zhou Yun didn't show his skills much, and he couldn't see the depth.

It can only be judged that cultivation is only a thin line away from the Martial Arts Eightfold.

He has just entered the realm of the sixfold martial arts, and it is difficult enough to face the sevenfold realm of the martial arts.

Facing Zhou Yun, who is almost eightfold in martial arts, he is afraid that the pressure will be even greater.

The momentum pressure brought by the realm is as heavy as the next day, the momentum is suppressed, and it may not be able to move.

Even if there is a Dacheng Liufeng Sword Technique, I am afraid that there is no full chance of winning.

"No, I have to have one more hole card to fight him. ”

After talking about the cards, Lin Yun immediately thought of the innate martial arts remnants in his hand, Dragon and Tiger Fist.