"You can't say that. Ling Yun shook his head slightly when he heard this, "This person is young, but he can practice the Hundred Changing Mist Sword to the fullest, it can be seen that his understanding is extraordinary, if he can advance to the Void Realm, his future future may not be as good as you and me."

"Hehe, Turning into Void Realm, just him?" another mainland disciple sneered disdainfully, "At the age of twenty-two or three, he is only the third level of cultivation in the Condensing Realm, so it can be seen that the qualifications are really not worth mentioning, even if his comprehension is slightly higher than that of ordinary people, it is not too helpful to cultivate ordinary martial arts, so in my opinion, this person is just a flash in the pan, and it won't be long before he will return to nothing." ”

"Perhaps. Ling Yun sighed softly when he heard this: "My Spirit Sword Sect's talents have withered over the years, if it continues like this, I'm afraid that within a hundred years, my Spirit Sword Sect won't even be able to keep the name of this Nine Rank Sect." ”

"Haha, Senior Brother Ling is thinking far-reaching, what happened to his year, how can you and I predict it, let's go, let's go back to the stands, there doesn't seem to be much excitement here." ”

After the battle between Lin Nan and Fang Luo, all the outer disciples present at this time had a deep memory of Lin Nan's strength, and no one dared to despise this name anymore.

Next, the remaining sixty-five rounds of the game ended in turn, without any big upsets and accidents, except for Fang Luo, who was defeated by Lin Nanqing, the remaining players within the top 20 all advanced, and at this time, the game also began to enter the lunch break.

When he came to the canteen and lined up to receive ten steamed buns and a bowl of clear soup, Lin Nan found a place where no one was and sat down, and began to nibble on his lunch.

The surroundings were already full of people at this time, and almost all of them were talking about Dabi today.

"Did you hear, Qi Hao, who had just been defeated by Fang Han and was seriously injured, had already been sent to Elder Danzhi, it seems that this injury is really not light, and I don't know if it can be saved." ”

"Hmph, this Fang Han, the shot is a bit too ruthless, he directly cut off the tendons and veins of the person's left arm with a single sword, even if this kind of heavy blow can be restored, the speed of entering the realm of cultivation in the future will be greatly affected. ”

"Hehe, jokes, injuries in martial arts competitions are inevitable for martial artists, and since their skills are not as good as others, they can only consider themselves unlucky. With the words, a tall and thin man with a strange appearance slowly walked towards the east side of the dining room where Lin Nan was, it was Fang Han mentioned by several people. As soon as they saw him coming, several outer disciples who were still talking about Fang Han's hurtful things just now immediately shifted the topic to other places.

In this way, Fang Han walked all the way, and finally stopped at Lin Nan's table, and asked with a sneer, "You are Lin Nan?"

Lin Nan, who was nibbling on steamed buns, didn't look at him, just calmly took a sip of clear soup, and then replied lightly: "Not bad." ”

"Hmph, that's a big shelf. Fang Han held the knife in his left hand and slapped it heavily on the dining table, and suddenly, the soup bowls on many people's tables shook violently, and most of the clear soup spilled out, but the soup bowl in front of Lin Nan's table did not move at all, and even the soup shook in the slightest, as if there was some invisible force nailing the soup bowl to the table.

"Okay, very good!" Seeing this, Fang Han's face suddenly became very gloomy, he stared at Lin Nan coldly, and said fiercely: "Boy, don't let me meet you in the next competition, otherwise how you hurt Fang Luo today, I will definitely pay it back tenfold!"

"Oh, I'm waiting for you. Lin Nan picked up the bowl and drank the last mouthful of soup, turned around and walked towards the door of the dining hall calmly, from beginning to end, he didn't look at that Fang Han, as if this person didn't even have the qualifications to enter his eyes.

"Look for death!" Fang Han's eyes flashed, and his left hand squeezed the handle of the knife fiercely.

Soon, the lunch break passed, and Dabi started again.

It was still a lottery, this time it was the top thirty-three disciples who drew first, and Leng Xuemei, who ranked first, was naturally the first to step forward, seeing him draw a token from the lottery box, the elder of the outer gate who was in charge of the lottery immediately read out that it was the fortieth disciple, named Qin Huan.

Accompanied by the two of them on the No. 1 martial arts platform, Qin Wuyang, who ranked second, stepped forward, and the one drawn was the No. 34 disciple, named Zhang Fan.

And behind him, the third person who stepped forward to draw lots was Fang Han.

I saw him walk into the lottery box, first turned around and glanced at Lin Nan coldly, and then reached into the box and pulled out a token. However, to his disappointment, it was not Lin Nan who he drew this time, but a disciple named Li Xing, who was ranked fifty-fifth.

"You're in luck!" Fang Han gritted his teeth fiercely in his heart, and then turned around and walked towards the No. 3 martial arts platform.

And then, the top ranked people stepped forward to draw lots in turn, and when it was the turn of the sixth person to step forward, he reached into the lottery box, pulled out a token and looked at it, and his brows suddenly frowned, because the number marked on it was actually two hundred and sixty-nine, after the competition just now, now all the outer disciples already know that this is Lin Nan's number.

Seeing that this person handed the token in his hand to the outer gate elder who was in charge of drawing lots, the outer gate elder took a look at it, and immediately said loudly: "No. 6 martial arts platform, the third round, the sixth game, by No. 6 Dongfang Yu against No. 269 Lin Nan." ”

As soon as he heard Lin Nan's name, all of a sudden, countless people rushed towards the No. 6 martial arts platform, for no other reason, it was because this name brought too many surprises to everyone today, since the Spirit Sword Sect began to hold a new beginner outer disciple competition, there had never been a person with such a low number rushing to the third round of the competition.

"Lin Nan, I admit that you are very strong, but your way forward has come to an end, I, Dongfang Yu, will never allow anyone to step on my body. While walking towards the competition platform, Dongfang Yu, who was walking side by side with Lin Nan, whispered in Lin Nan's ear.

"I never felt like I was strong. Lin Nan said lightly, "It's just that you are too weak." ”

"Speak wildly. Dongfang Yu's face turned pale, "I'll let you know who is really weak!"

Before coming to the competition platform, Dongfang Yu reached out and took a spear from a companion behind him, then kicked his left leg, jumped onto the competition platform, and poked the gun heavily on the stage.

With a buzz, the entire competition platform shook slightly.

However, Lin Nan, who followed later, still looked unhurried, and walked slowly towards the steps next to the competition platform.

At this time, the whispered discussion in the audience has also continued to sound.

"This time this Lin Nanke has encountered a hard stubble, Dongfang Yu is no better than Tang Bin, Fang Luo and the like, now at the age of sixteen, his cultivation has reached the eleventh peak of the Condensing God Realm, and he is about to advance to the twelfth level of the Condensing God Realm, and the greedy wolf spear in his hand weighs three hundred catties, and a greedy wolf marksmanship has been practiced to the seventh style close to the peak, which should not be underestimated. ”