Qingyun Sect, martial arts field.

The Quartet was already overcrowded, and more than 2,000 outer disciples surrounded the martial arts arena.

Today is the second round of the mid-year assessment, and the top ten disciples will be determined to enter the outer gate.

And it is a brutal knockout round, and if you lose only one game, you will be disqualified.

The eighty people who were killed from the outer disciples were all outstanding, and the excitement of the duel could be imagined.

A disciple rushed over early, just to occupy a higher position.

On the high platform, the elders of the sect and the inner disciples gathered together.

But the situation seems to be wrong.

Zhou Yun, an outer disciple in the main ring, has been on the stage for five minutes, but he still has no opponent in sight.

"What's the matter, why is Lin Yun late again?"

"What the hell is this sword slave, he is late once or twice, has he taken the rules of the sect into account!"

"It's not more than ten minutes, which isn't technically late, but it's still a bit disrespectful. ”

"Hehe, do you think you are afraid of death and abstain from voting? I heard that Zhou Yun has already said that he will abolish this sword slave today!"

"yes, it's really possible if you say that. If it were me, it would be better to abstain than to be deposed. ”

The disciples from all over the world were talking about everything, and the noise was endless.

On the high platform, a certain elder frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This sword slave is really no one in his eyes, I think it will be won directly!"

The other elders didn't have an interface when they heard this, because this elder was Zhou Yun's biological father.

"Don't worry, just wait. Elder Zhou, it's better to be more tolerant of juniors. If ten minutes have passed and it has not arrived, it is not too late to deal with it according to the rules. ”

Sect Master Bai Ming, who was sitting in the center, smiled slightly and comforted the other party.

The incense burner outside the ring was filled with green smoke, and the incense was about to burn out.

Da-da-da-da!

At this moment, the fierce sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the martial arts arena, and a sharp edge swept along with the momentum.

"Demon beast!"

"Outside the martial arts arena, how can there be a demon beast!"

Many outer disciples looked surprised and turned to look at each other.

Even the elders on the stage and the inner disciples were a little puzzled.

But when they saw it clearly, they were taken aback, and their faces changed wildly.

It's Lin Yun!

I saw Lin Yun riding a tall and mighty blood dragon horse, full of evil spirits, riding the horse and galloping wildly.

Forced by the deterrence of the Blood Dragon Horse, before Lin Yunren arrived, many outer disciples hurriedly made a way.

Zhou Zhou Yun in the ring was stunned for a moment, and when he glanced at it, he saw that the incense on the incense burner had burned to the roots.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer, this battle seemed to be won directly.

But at this moment, Lin Yun on the Blood Dragon Horse showed a stubborn look on his delicate face. Lifting the reins violently, the blood dragon horse let out a roar, taking advantage of the momentum of running all the way, and jumped up with all his might.

Wow!

Flying over the heads of countless people, the Blood Dragon Horse leaped into the air and landed heavily on the ring.

With a sharp swing of the reins, the blood dragon horse's forelimbs jumped high, and in the roar, the impact of the fury was forcefully neutralized.

In the ring, the horses' hooves fly.

Under the light of the morning light, the young man's long hair flew and showed his flamboyance. Fresh clothes and angry horses, with a firm expression, do not see the flame of prosperity, never look back!

In this battle, he must come!

For a while, the picture on the stage seemed to be frozen by time,

Many outer disciples were shocked by this scene and were completely speechless.

The horse's hooves fell again, Lin Yun turned over and dismounted, looked at the referee and said, "Fortunately, it was at the last moment and you can start." ”

"Oh...... Oh......"

The referee was a little dumbfounded before he said, "You horse?"

Lin Yun slightly, patted the neck of the blood dragon horse and said, "Xiaohong, go down." ”

I didn't know what its name was in the Yun family, Lin Yun casually pulled one and drove the blood dragon horse out of the ring.

The blood dragon horse was called Xiaohong, and he looked unhappy, but under Lin Yun's pat, he still obediently stepped down.

As soon as he stepped off the stage, the blood dragon horse's violent temper was undoubtedly revealed.

provoked the surrounding outer disciples, bitter and cursing.

"Brute, get out of here. ”

"Oops, don't kick me......"

Whoever scolds will kick whom, it's just a little bully, get the nearby disciples, try to stay away.

The audience is lively, but the stage is not lost at all.

When Zhou Yun saw Lin Yun who was late, he was already furious, and he didn't expect Lin Yun to leap forward.

The fresh clothes and angry horses completely covered his limelight.

You must know that in this duel, in the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun has no chance of winning. Everyone is here to see how badly Lin Yun, who has won a streak along the way and rises as a dark horse, will lose!

But who knows, Lin Yun, who everyone thought should be a man with his tail between his legs, actually appeared in such a shocking way.

"Senior Brother Zhou, kill this sword slave and beat him back to his original form!"

Before it officially started, there was an angry roar from the audience, but it was Zhou Yun's dogleg Chen Xiao.

He was hit hard by Lin Yun's punch and couldn't get up, and he was deeply injured and missed the mid-year assessment.

It can be said that he hated Lin Yun to death, and he was the first to call out at the moment.

After a while, the outer disciples who had a good relationship with Zhou Yun rang out one after another.

In the huge martial arts arena, no one cheered for Lin Yun.

The strength is weak, but Lin Yun is not afraid, and his eyes are clear and bright.

"In the second round of the match, whoever loses is eliminated, please do your best and start!"

The referee glanced at the two of them, loudly announced the start, and stepped back from the ring.

This battle was watched by everyone, and the arena suddenly became quiet, and everyone held their breath.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Zhou Yun laughed softly: "Seeing that when you want to time out, I actually feel a little pity in my heart. Lin Yun, it's really good that you can show up!"

The last two words were bitten extremely hard by Zhou Yun, and when these two words fell, his face was cold and terrifying.

"Get on your knees!"

Caught off guard, with almost no warning, Zhou Yun suddenly burst into a loud drink.

It was like thunder on the ground, deafening, and with the appearance of the word kneeling, the peak momentum of the sevenfold martial arts on his body exploded wildly.

Like a storm, it swept towards Lin Yun like a mountain and a sea, and shrouded it fiercely.

For a while, the wind on the stage was strong and whirring.

"What a strong momentum!"

"This Zhou Yun, it turns out that he has been hiding his strength before, which is almost completely comparable to the disciple of the Martial Dao Yae. ”

"It seems that he is going to humiliate this sword slave severely. ”

The audience exclaimed, a little surprised that Zhou Yun's real momentum was so prosperous.

The majestic momentum instantly enveloped Lin Yun.

Suddenly feeling the pressure like a mountain, up and down the body, all the limbs and hundreds of bones were greatly restricted.

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and when he really faced Zhou Yun's momentum, he knew what was terrifying about the other party.

The gap between the two realms is like a chasm, insurmountable.

Worst......

My internal strength was also restricted.

Lin Yun showed a hint of horror in his eyes, but he didn't expect that his internal strength was actually restricted.

If the internal strength cannot be operated, the dragon and tiger will not be able to exert their power at all.

"I'll see how long you can hold on!"

Seeing Lin Yun, his face was just ugly and he didn't kneel.

Zhou Yun snorted coldly and approached step by step.

As he approached step by step, the pressure on Lin Yun's body was multiplied.

Withdraw!

Lin Yun couldn't bear it, and every time the other party took a step, he took a step back with difficulty.

Before the official fight, the gap in the realm made Lin Yun embarrassed.

"Sure enough...... This is the gap, even if there are some adventures, but the sword slave is still the sword slave after all. ”

"The background is still a little insufficient, compared with a senior outer disciple like Zhou Yun, the gap is too big. ”

"Hehe, I see how he got off the stage, just now he was very majestic. ”

"This is called the present world, come quickly!"

The disciples below were not surprised at all by the battle situation on the stage, and many of them showed mockery.

Is it just lost?

But I ...... But I haven't even sent out the Tianyuan Pill yet, and I don't even have the qualifications to walk in front of that person.

I haven't seen the flames and flowers, I haven't seen this martial arts world, and I still have the dream of Top Gun.

My heart ...... Unwilling!

Under the huge pressure, the strong unwillingness stirred in Lin Yun's heart, and his blood flowed all over his body.

Recalling in his mind the picture of being forced into a desperate situation of life and death by the golden barbarian, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Lin Yun's mouth.

Death has not made me give up, let alone now?

Pure Yang Gong, get me moving!

The peak perfection of pure yang skill, under Lin Yun's strong will, finally broke free from the limitations of the other party's momentum.

Wow!

Once it flows, it is like a river Huiteng, rushing endlessly.

"I still want to struggle, but I didn't agree!"

Zhou Yun, who was approaching step by step, was keenly aware of the changes in Lin Yun's internal strength, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of mockery.

Take two quick steps, raise your hand, and a punch blast out.

He was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, insidious and vicious, and he didn't intend to give Lin Yun any chance at all.

But when the dragon opens its eyes and the tiger returns to the mountain, how can he stop it!

Have you heard the wind blowing, have you ever seen the clouds rolling? That's the dragon going to sea, that's the tiger roaring in the sky......

That is the wind from the dragon, the cloud from the tiger, the wind and clouds converge, the dragon and the tiger are powerful!

Lin Yun took one step at a time, and in an instant, the wind and clouds rose together, shattering the momentum shrouded in his body one after another.

With a punch, there was a red light burning like a flame, his eyes flashing like bright light, and there was a sharp edge between his eyebrows.

He has been suppressed for a long time, and he shouted wildly, venting all his unwillingness and anger.

Boom!

The two fists collided, and no one expected the situation to happen suddenly.

Zhou Yun, who rushed quickly, was blown away by a punch and snorted.