Thinking like this, Li Yuting's weight in his heart became less and less, and was gradually replaced by the idea of becoming stronger through cultivation. It's no wonder that sometimes status can encroach on a person's soul and make them abandon everything.

Lin Chen is not a saint, on the contrary, he is just an orphan who has been beaten since he was a child and has been subjected to countless cold-eyed bullying, if there is a chance to climb forward, he can easily fall into the quagmire.

"I must win tomorrow's game, there should be no problem in reaching the top 20, and when the time comes, I will definitely improve my status greatly when I return to the Shanshui faction. Hehe, Yuting, Brother Bai, you are waiting for my good news. ”

Until about four o'clock in the morning, Lin Chen's sleepiness hit, and after imagining it beautifully in his heart, he began to lie on the bed and sleep beautifully.

The next morning, the arena was full of spectators, the number was a few points more than yesterday's, today's competition will pick out the top ten martial arts exams, select the champion according to their scores, and finally combine the number of martial arts, select the genius disciples who can enter the Jade Emperor Gate.

Originally, Lin Chen's number of martial veins was extremely poor, and it was considered absolutely impossible for him to become one of the cultivators of the Jade Emperor Sect's disciples, but yesterday's performance made many cultivators notice him, and the discussions about him were endless, even more than the three genius disciples with twenty-five martial veins.

After all, it is normal for people to have twenty-five martial veins, and it is normal to be strong, but Lin Chen only has eighteen martial veins, but his combat power can reach such a level, which is extremely valuable.

"Do you think that Lin Chen can pass the fourth round of elimination?" In some corners of the crowd, some cultivators began to discuss.

Judging from his performance in the first three games and the points he has gotten, the chances of passing the fourth round of knockout are still very high, and last night in the underground gambling game, there were many people who bet that Lin Chen would win. Another cultivator said.

"Well, there are quite a few genius disciples in the fourth round of elimination, and if Lin Chen meets those genius disciples with twenty-five martial veins, the victory is almost nothing. ”

"That's right, a cultivator with twenty-five martial veins, which one is not the pride of heaven in the sect, the cultivation resources are extremely rich, and it is even rumored that some of them have broken through to the tenth grade, but they just haven't shown their strength. ”

"It depends on Lin Chen's luck, if he can pass the fourth round of elimination, I am afraid that the reputation of the Shanshui faction will be able to improve a lot, and this Shanshui faction is also quite unlucky, and no one has rushed into the top 50 for seven or eight consecutive sessions. ”

“......”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, one by one the contestants entered the arena one after another, and Lin Chen, surrounded by the cultivators of the Shanshui Sect, walked over like stars holding the moon, which immediately attracted the attention of many people. The corners of Lin Chen's mouth couldn't help but show a faint smile, this feeling of being noticed was really wonderful, making him fully feel the value of his life.

Now he has completely detached himself from the orphan Lin Chen in the world, completely got rid of all kinds of emotions of inferiority and self-pity, and his heart is full of confidence. In comparison, Yunlong, a genius disciple of the Shanshui Sect, seemed to be much inferior, like a green leaf.

"Hmph, you foolish things, then Lin Chen is just strong in the flesh, and his martial arts are extremely poor, you are simply putting the cart before the horse to him like this. When he enters the tenth rank, the advantage of the physical body will be gone, and he will not even be able to compare with an ordinary cultivator at that time. Hmph! Shanshui faction, Shanshui faction, you are so affectionate to me, you are forcing me to leave the sect. Yunlong said fiercely in his heart.

Jealousy and anger made him completely give birth to the idea of leaving the Shanshui Sect.

The loud bells echoed melodiously in the arena, and on the huge white jade pillars, the names of the cultivators began to appear in the blue crystals.

The fourth knockout round has officially begun, and the twenty tables have now been reduced to five, which will increase the excitement of the match, and the other strong matches will not be missed by the audience.

"The mountains and rivers send Yunlong, Zhang Yuan to the Yangtze River Gate. A line of red letters on the blue crystal screen was like a sharp sword, piercing into the eyes of the cultivators of the Shanshui Sect, which made the hearts of many elders suddenly cold, especially the Fan Elder and Yunlong, whose faces turned pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

Zhang Yuan, who was a genius disciple of the Yangtze River Sect of the prefecture-level sect, had twenty-five martial veins, and his combat power was unparalleled, and he had achieved an excellent score of twenty-six points in three games, which was the highest among all cultivators.

Even Gu Yong of Tianshuimen and Qin Han of Qingyangmen were one point less than him, and against such a strong master, even if Yunlong was extremely confident in himself, his heart was a lot colder at this time.

"It's unfair, it's unfair, why did I meet the most formidable opponent so quickly. Yun Long roared unwillingly in his heart, originally he still had some hope that he would at least pass the fourth round of elimination and make it to the top 50.

But now, hope is completely shattered, and before the battle has even begun, Yunlong has already admitted defeat in his heart.

Zhang Yuan of the Yangtze River Gate walked on the No. 1 competition platform under the attention of everyone, he said a black robe, his hands were on his back, and he stood proudly on the competition platform, with a unique momentum.

"Yunlong, just do your best, don't put too much pressure on yourself, you can come this far, you are already proud of your teacher. The Fan Ben Elder on the side regained his composure and patted Yunlong on the shoulder and said.

Yunlong nodded lightly, his figure flashed suddenly, and he rushed onto the competition platform like a gust of wind, as if he was venting his unwillingness in his heart in this way.

Lin Chen set his eyes on Zhang Yuan of the Yangtze River Gate, he felt that this person was not simple, his body contained an extremely terrifying power, his expression was cold and arrogant, he was dressed in a black robe without wind and automatic, like an ancient magic mountain towering on the platform, Yunlong's momentum was more than a cut behind him.

But at this time, no one would laugh at Yunlong, it was not that Yunlong was too bad, on the contrary, his ranking in this grand event was quite high. is because Zhang Yuan is too strong, so the first day of the Shanshui Sect is compared to him, as if one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.

This is the genius disciple cultivated by the prefecture-level sect, and it is not comparable to the human-level sect.

"Your qualifications are good, but it's a pity that the person you met was me. Zhang Yuan stared at Yunlong calmly and said lightly to him.

"Even if I can't defeat you, I will fight you well. In front of this strong man, Yunlong no longer had that unruly look on his face, his two eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and his expression was solemn.

"Fight me well, you don't have the qualifications yet, there are too few people here who can be my opponent. Don't talk nonsense, there are any hidden tricks to be played, otherwise there will be no chance. The corners of Zhang Yuan's mouth showed a sneer of disdain.

There was a hint of anger in Yunlong's eyes, at this moment he finally felt the taste of being underestimated, in the past, he was the only one in the Shanshui Sect who underestimated others, how could anyone dare to underestimate him. The contrast between them made him feel extremely unbalanced.

But this is the case in the cultivation world, the strong are respected, and your strength is weaker than the other party, but you want the other party to respect you too, that is very unrealistic.

Yunlong gritted his teeth, and a stream of Dao power poured out from the spiritual sea like a flood. A fiery red spirit sword seemed to turn into a fire dragon, slashing a gorgeous trajectory in the air, and slashed in front of Zhang Yuan with a bang.

He deeply knew the gap in strength between himself and Zhang Yuan, so as soon as he made a move, he used the Shanshui Sect's "Slashing Divine Skill" to urge the spirit sword to attack Zhang Yuan.

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that people are too wasteful. A trace of contempt flashed on Zhang Yuan's face, and his palms suddenly slapped forward, only to hear a metal trembling sound, the fiery red spirit sword was actually sandwiched between Zhang Yuan's palms, it kept struggling, but it was powerless to return to the sky, like a divine dragon captured by a vast immortal.

"Ahh

An extremely powerless feeling rose in Yunlong's heart, and almost instantaneously caused him to lose all fighting spirit.

"How is it possible, no matter how strong that Zhang Yuan is, Senior Brother Yunlong will be able to fight him for a few rounds, how can this be?"

"It's terrifying! Senior Brother Yunlong is not an exaggeration to call me the first day of the sixteenth generation of the Shanshui Sect, but he was ......" Many Shanshui Sect cultivators trembled at this time, and they couldn't accept this scene for a while.

Only now do they really feel the meaning of the old proverb that there is a heaven outside the sky and there are people outside the people.

"Alas, this time I asked you to come to the grand event, so that you can understand how vast the cultivation world is, the Shanshui Sect is like a well, and it is impossible to know how vast the heavens really are if you stay there all the time. Elder Fan Hai said meaningfully.

In fact, the grand event of the Imperial City is mainly to let this group of future pillars of the Shanshui faction see, after all, after the abdication of the elders of the fourteenth and fifteenth generations, the heavy responsibility of the Shanshui faction will fall on this group of young people, and this grand event is a test for them.

Lin Chen's gaze suddenly shifted from Zhang Yuan's body, and he began to close his eyes to the side. There is no need to watch this game anymore, Yunlong has completely lost.

"Do you still think you're entitled to fight me, and if you do, you'll do it again, but I can't guarantee that I'll miss you. ”

That Zhang Yuan smiled, and the hand holding the Yunlong Spirit Sword suddenly loosened, but the Spirit Sword was like a wild horse, completely uncontrolled by Yunlong, and shot towards him like lightning.

A chill rose on Yun Long's back, and even breathing became difficult at this moment, and he instinctively raised his hands, wanting to block the spirit sword that stabbed at him, or rather standing in place and waiting for death.

With a pop, the spirit sword did not stab the cloud dragon, but was inserted into the white marble stone an inch away from him, and it kept trembling.

With just a little further advancement, that spirit sword would be able to take the life of the cloud dragon.

"Poof!

Yunlong breathed a sigh of relief, but his body felt soft, and he couldn't help but fall to his knees. He was frightened by the blow just now, where did he still have the idea of going down, and began to say to Zhang Yuan in a tone of awe and stammering: "Senior Brother Zhang Yuan is extremely talented and invincible, I am willing to bow to the wind, willing to bow to the wind." ”

Zhang Yuan nodded lightly, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he no longer glanced at Yunlong, and walked off the competition platform elegantly. Immediately, many cultivators swarmed towards him, looking respectful.

"Damn! Damn!" Yunlong was about to be blown up at this time, and a sense of humiliation rolled in his heart, causing him to hammer the ground hard, directly smashing a piece of white marble.

Elder Fan Ben lightly jumped onto the competition platform and injected a trace of Dao power into his body, which made him sober up a little.

Yunlong's expression became haggard, and he was almost like two people before, as if he had changed from a proud son of the sky to a peerless waste.

Some sects that had a bad relationship with the Shanshui Sect were already secretly mocking, which made Yunlong even more annoyed, and he wanted to kill people on the spot.

"Yunlong, don't be too discouraged, this battle is very important to you, you should know the real horror of the cultivation world by now! This Zhang Yuan of the Yangtze River Gate is not the most powerful, there are a lot of people in the Jade Emperor Gate who are stronger than him, after returning to the Shanshui Sect, you must not be arrogant or impatient, and cultivate quietly. Elder Fan Ben's voice was old.

Although he said it to Yunlong, many disciples of the Shanshui Sect felt the same way and decided to restrain their previous proud temperament. They understood that they could only laugh at those with weaker qualifications in the Shanshui Sect.

Yunlong didn't say a word, and his face was extremely gloomy.

Now, Lin Chen is the only one left in the Shanshui faction who has a chance to pass the fourth round of the competition, which makes many people very emotional, they had underestimated and laughed at Lin Chen before leaving, and now, he has become the most powerful one among everyone.

A bell rang with a "buzz", and after one game, the next game began immediately, and Lin Chen's name finally appeared on the huge white jade pillar.

"What did the Shanshui Sect Lin Chen do to the Forestry Sect. A line of large red letters emerged above the blue spar.

"What is it, what is it, the strongest disciple cultivated by the Forestry Sect in the past five years is still the elder brother of He Gong. Many disciples of the Shanshui Sect were stunned and quietly discussed.

"I heard that He Gong was killed by Lin Chen in the Demon Valley a few months ago, he already hated Lin Chen to death, and this time I am afraid it will be another non-ending game. ”

"He Gong's martial veins are the same as Yunlong, they are all twenty-four, and he has already cultivated to the peak of the ninth rank half a year ago, and his strength is definitely stronger than that of the soft-shelled turtle, I don't know if Lin Chen can win this time. ”

"That's not sure, Lin Chen's performance is really unexpected, there is still a chance to defeat He Wei, then someone from our Shanshui Sect will rush into the top fifty. ”

“......”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Lin Chen had already boarded the No. 2 competition platform.

"What, it's time for revenge, kill that Lin Chen for me. The cultivators of the Forestry Sect were also very excited at this time, especially the Xuanhuo Elder, his eyes became extremely fierce, and his tone was rude to what is the Dao.

The last time he went to the Shanshui Sect to dignitaries, he ate another big slop, and he was already full of anger, and he hated Lin Chen to death. Now there's finally a chance to clean up Lin Chen.

"Elder, don't worry, even if you don't say it, I will break Lin Chen's body into ten thousand pieces to avenge my brother. He Gong looked indifferent, clenched his fists, and made a loud sound, as if telling people the anger in his heart.

Looking at the two people facing each other on the competition platform, Xia Qian of Tianshuimen frowned slightly, and a trace of worry flashed inexplicably in his eyes.