In the ring, the tiger's roar did not disperse.

Lin Yun's long hair is flamboyant, and there is an indescribable domineering charm on his delicate face.

The referee was in a daze for a while, and even forgot to announce the victory.

With just the Tiger Fist, he defeated Ma Kui, who had cultivated the Purple Cloud Fist to Dacheng and mastered the Iron Wall Skill.

For him, it's a bit beyond comprehension, incredible.

What surprised him even more was that there were really people who cultivated Tiger Fist to the pinnacle of perfection!

Looking at the entire Qingyun Sect, the referee can be sure that absolutely no one has cultivated the basic boxing method to the peak of perfection.

In other words, there is no one in the entire Tianshui country.

First, it is too time-consuming, and everyone feels that there is no need to put so much effort into a basic boxing technique.

The second is that it requires a very high level of understanding, any exercise, regardless of the grade.

Cultivating to the end of the year is considered to be very remarkable, even if you have completely mastered this martial art, you can choose other higher-grade martial arts to cultivate.

Because it is too difficult to cultivate to the peak of perfection, it is not only necessary to fully understand the artistic conception of the creator, but also to have some opportunities.

Perception and opportunity are indispensable.

Yes.

Even if you know the basic boxing method, if you cultivate to the peak of perfection, you will be powerful and surpass the grade.

But there are very few things that can actually be done.

There is no one who can have the perseverance to do it.

The aftermath of the tiger roar gradually dissipated, and Lin Yun looked at the stunned referee and said, "Can you declare me victorious?"

"Oh, yes, yes. ”

The referee came back to his senses and hurriedly replied, and then said loudly: "I announce this scene, Lin Yun ......"

"Slow!"

At this moment, a burst of anger and dissatisfaction rang out from below the ring.

Everyone followed the sound and looked, but it was the defeated Ma Kui.

Although his face was a little pale, he was generally in good spirits, but the anger on his face was unquenchable.

In the end, he has cultivated the iron wall skills, forged a body of copper skin and iron bones, and can still have the strength to speak after being hit by the peak blow of the Tiger Fist.

Lin Yun frowned slightly, he didn't know what the hell this Ma Kui was doing.

"Ma Kui, what are you doing, do you want to disturb the venue?"

The referee's face sank, looked at Ma Kui, and said in a cold voice.

Ma Kui knew the consequences of disrupting the venue, and looked at Lin Yun and said: "Don't dare, I just want to say that in this competition, someone cheated me, and I Ma Kui was defeated!"

He stared at Lin Yun with straight eyes, obviously talking about Lin Yun.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not a normal thing to cheat in battle, what the hell is Ma Kui!"

"It seems a little strange, Ma Kui obviously wants to say, not a normal trick. ”

Originally, it could be ended just by waiting for the referee to announce the victory, but now there is more turmoil out of thin air.

"Look at my hands, do you think it's caused by the Tiger Fist?"

Ma Kuimeng's right hand was raised high, and he saw that his right hand was scarred. It was like being hit by many sharp blades, leaving terrible scars on it, and the bones were visible!

"This ......"

"What's going on?"

"This is definitely not caused by the Tiger Fist, the internal strength of the fist will at most break the bones of the hand, or shock the internal organs. How is it possible, causing the same scars as a sharp blade. ”

"Could it be that this sword slave really cheated and violated some rules of the game?"

"I don't think it's possible, maybe the rumors of his Flowing Wind Sword Technique Xiaocheng are fake!"

The disciples who watched the battle in the audience were shocked.

In addition, he was already quite dissatisfied with Lin Yun's consecutive victories all the way, why could you, a sword slave, achieve such dazzling results!

Maybe two months ago, many of them summoned Lin Yun to give them sabers.

Gradually, some unpleasant words appeared.

In the ring, the referee frowned slightly and walked over to look at Ma Kui's injury.

At first glance, I gasped, and those wounds touched the bones of my hand, which was extremely terrifying.

But he still said calmly: "Ma Kui, even if Lin Yun uses other means, according to the rules of the sect, you should know that this will not change the result." ”

In the battle between sects, all means can be used, all of which are personal abilities.

Unless it's some extreme situation, such as poisoning an opponent before a match, it's normal.

Ma Kui looked at Lin Yun and shouted angrily: "I don't ask for anything else, I just want him to admit that he broke my iron wall by using a secret weapon in the competition." It's not shameful to be a sword slave, it's shameful to use this kind of subordinate means to create the illusion of being above board and beating me!"

"Shameless sword slave, make fraud win, hurry down!"

"Don't lose the face of our Qingyun Sect, get down!"

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

There were disciples who were defeated by Lin Yun in the audience before, these people were dissatisfied, and seeing that everyone's emotions could be exploited, they secretly brought up the rhythm.

The outer disciples, who were already quite critical of Lin Yun's identity, shouted one after another when they saw this.

For a while, the screeching sound of rolling down came and went, causing a sensation.

Lin Yun glanced at the injury on Ma Kui's hand and quickly knew what was going on.

He knew early on that his Tiger Fist contained sword strength and could achieve the unity of fist and sword.

When Tiger Fist reaches its peak and consummation, the power of the combination of fist and sword is naturally superior.

It's just that he can't explain it.

Without any evidence, Ma Kui said that he used a hidden weapon to hurt people, and in turn said that he was shameless.

The hundreds of disciples watching the battle below were shameless sword slaves, and the words of deception to win made him even more cold.

"Lin Yun, as long as you admit that you used a hidden weapon in front of everyone, I will let you go today. ”

Seeing that the general trend was standing beside him, Ma Kui was suddenly arrogant and forced again.

"I wouldn't admit anything I hadn't done, even if millions of people said it. If you don't believe me, search me!"

Lin Yun's expression was calm, and his hands were spread out to show his sincerity.

At present, this sensation, with the call from below, is getting bigger and bigger.

Even on the high platform, the inner disciples and sect elders who were watching the battle all projected their attention.

"It stands to reason that even if the Tiger Fist is practiced to the peak and perfection, it should be inferior to Dacheng's Purple Cloud Fist. ”

"That's right, not to mention that Ma Kui still has an iron wall. ”

Wang Ning, a disciple of the inner sect, sneered: "I see that this sword slave has been bullied too badly before, and his mind has long been distorted, I don't know how dark it is. Once this kind of person comes out, he can do anything to win. ”

After the words fell, Wang Ning also deliberately glanced at Su Ziyao, but unfortunately the frost on the other party's peerless face did not fluctuate, which made him feel slightly disappointed.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Wang is right. ”

The other inner disciples echoed their words.

The young sect master, Bai Yufan, saw these inner disciples, and he had a deep opinion of Lin Yuncheng, who was originally a sword slave.

Frowning slightly, he muttered: "No one has practiced Tiger Fist to perfection before Lin Yun, and it is a bit unreasonable to say that it must be inferior to Purple Cloud Fist." Besides, didn't this Lin Yun agree to let people search his body, what the result is, you can know it after a search. ”

Seeing Bai Yufan speak, the other inner disciples kept silent and didn't say much.

Wang Ning was depressed in his heart, and glanced at Bai Yufan quite unhappily.

In the ring, when he saw Lin Yun being generous, he was stunned when he asked himself to search Ma Kui.

"Senior Brother Ma, search his body and let this sword slave go back to the Sword Washing Pavilion. ”

"This kind of shameless person should stay in the Sword Washing Pavilion honestly and be his sword slave. ”

"We, Qingyun Sect, don't need such shameless people!"

The crowd below was furious and asked Ma Kui to search his body, which made it a little difficult for him to ride a tiger.

Ma Kui's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "If you search your body, you will search your body, but if you find a hidden weapon on your body, you sword slave must kneel down for me Ma Kui, kowtow and apologize!"

"Good!"

Lin Yun didn't feel good in his heart, so he bit his lip with a calm face and said a good word.

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