Lin Meng continued to win on a winning streak as always, and no one could even make it through ten rounds on Lin Meng's hands. However, Lin Meng did not continue to give others 'one-horned'. Because all the students who fought against Lin Meng were polite, and no one came up to ridicule them like at the beginning.

In the blink of an eye, the play-in tournament has been going on for more than a month, and Lin Meng's combat experience has finally reached 50 points.

Today is the final round of the Play-In Tournament, and Lin Meng happens to be the last match of the final round of the Play-In Tournament.

"I didn't expect it, little master, you are the finale!" Li Shiyu teased: "Look over there, there are elders who come to watch the battle in person." ”

"Where can I alarm the elders to watch the battle, isn't he here to announce the results of the play-in tournament, by the way, to talk about the rules of the inner rounding competition?" Lin Meng knew that he was a few catties and a few taels, and the battle between two acquired realm martial artists could not alarm the elders. It's like no one would deliberately take the time to watch two ants fight.

"The fourteenth round of the acquired realm: Lin Meng vs. Sun Bajiu, the students enter!"

Since this is the last game, and the rules of the play-in tournament will be announced after the end, basically all the students gather here. Of course, most of them are not for watching the game, they just expect it to be over quickly, and it doesn't matter who wins or loses.

Lin Meng looked behind him, the crowd was overwhelming, even if everyone spoke quietly, it was superimposed.

"Come on, little master!" Li Shiyu cheered on the side, but she didn't meet too powerful opponents. There was only one of the most difficult battles, and after hundreds of rounds, he finally won with difficulty and entered the top 100 by relying on the agility of the falling feather body method.

"Well, don't worry. Lin Meng smiled lightly and walked towards the ring.

More than a month of abusing vegetables made him feel extremely boring, the most important thing was that the combat experience grew too slowly. At this rate, when will it be full? At this time, he most hoped to meet a real master, confirm his recent practice, and brush up on his experience by the way.

"This pervert is coming up, and I guess the battle will be resolved soon. Don't look at him, he is only a mid-day cultivator, but his combat power is almost invincible. "After more than a month of competition, Lin Meng's fighting style has also gained the liking of a small number of people.

"Not necessarily, he didn't have a strong opponent before. Today is different, his opponent is Sun Bajiu. Some people who are familiar with Sun Bajiu argued.

"Sun Bajiu? This name is interesting, it is still a number, and it is a dragon name when you hear it. Someone laughed.

"If the name can represent strength, you should go and see the seventh senior brother on the heavenly list. 'Zhen Longtao', 'real dragon set'!" Zhen Longtao was sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky.

"Then how can it be compared? Senior Brother Zhen is naturally the dragon and phoenix among people, where can Sun Bajiu be compared. You haven't watched Lin Meng's game, you don't know how brutal he is!, you should have heard of the name 'Red Envelope Maniac', right?" Lin Meng's supporters showed a natural expression.

"Red envelope maniac?" the other party asked suspiciously. "Could it be that he squandered his wealth and made heroes all over the world? If so, he should really be worthy of admiration. ”

“···” Lin Meng's supporters looked embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it.

"What kind of righteousness and squandering money, that pervert loves to play other people's brains and collapse, and pops up a big red envelope in people's brains, so he is called 'red envelope madman'. Someone couldn't take it anymore and interjected.

"Hahahaha. There was laughter all around.

"I see, but this kind of kid fighting-like flick of the brain can only deal with those rookies, Sun Bajiu is different. The man couldn't help but laugh. "Holding a thousand catties of muddy iron rods, one stick is enough to have the power of ten thousand jun, the same innate divine power. After really making a move, no one could pick him up three times, and he was the peak cultivator of the day after tomorrow. The master has made a move, and the mistake is a millimeter, and the difference is thousands of miles. ”

"All use weapons, get down! Until now, no one has been able to force Lin Meng to draw his sword. The day after tomorrow is just a peak cultivation, and Lin Meng doesn't know how many lessons he has learned. And they all ended the battle with three punches and two kicks, never more than five minutes! What about Sun Bajiu? How long?"

“···” Sun Bajiu's supporters were poked in the sore spot. "Time doesn't matter!

In the stands, Elder Jiang was wearing a white robe and holding a purple bamboo fan. He is the elder who has come to preside over today, but he doesn't look like an elder of the academy, but like a proud and heroic young man.

"Xiaozhu. Elder Jiang said to the woman in red beside him. "Do you want to go to my room to rest for a while, I got a new set of Ziyan tassel clothes. ”

"Tell you not to call me Xiaozhu! My name is Zuoqiu Zhu! You should call me Teacher Zuoqiu. Zuo Qiuzhu, who was dressed in red, gritted his teeth. If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of people around, he would have turned around and left a long time ago, and as an elder, he didn't look like an elder at all.

"Okay, Xiaozhu. Then do you want to go and see my Purple Flame Tassel Clothes?" Elder Jiang extended an invitation again.

"Dead woman dressophile, I won't go! You die of this heart!" Zuo Qiuzhu was speechless, how could such a strange person be an elder, isn't this a misguided child.

"The game is on!" With the order of the game, the game officially began.

Lin Meng was impatient to wait, and as soon as the referee announced the start, he rushed forward with an arrow, wanting to solve it quickly. He still has to go back to practice the three-foot swordsmanship, and he has just had some insights recently, but it is like a flash in the pan, and he has never been able to grasp it, so he has not really started until now. After truly cultivating the three-foot sword technique, I really understood its value, 60,000 lower grade spirit stones, it is definitely worth the price!

"Stop!" Lin Meng was just about to make a move, when Sun Bajiu on the opposite side shouted.

Lin Meng was stunned for a moment, but he still stopped for the sake of face.

"It's here again!" Sun Bajiu's supporters in the ring covered their foreheads with one hand. "I knew it would be like this, so I couldn't fight well!"

"Senior brother, Gao's surname?" Sun Bajiu asked with a fist and a salute.

"You told me to stop just to ask this?" Lin Meng began to suspect that there was something wrong with the thing's brain.

"Of course not, this game between you and me is the last one, you see!" Sun Bajiu glanced around. "Basically all the people are here, such a high-profile grand occasion, how can there be so no sense of ceremony, come up and fight, and disperse after the fight, it's a waste!"

"What about you?" Lin Meng had already determined, there was something really wrong with this thing's brain.

"In the next grandson eighty-nine, he has been cultivating for 17 years, and he is at the peak of cultivation the day after tomorrow. Sun Bajiu put on a posture that he thought was domineering, and after speaking, he glanced at Lin Meng, signaling that it was time for him to speak.

“··· Lin Meng, sixteen, cultivated in the middle of the day after tomorrow. In desperation, Lin Meng could only say perfunctorily, he now regretted it very much, why did he listen to this thing just now and stop attacking. I knew that I should have attacked with all my strength just now, and it was better to make this thing unspeakable.

Sun Bajiu shook his head, as if he was not very satisfied with Lin Meng's perfunctory attitude.

'Qiang!' In Lin Meng's expectant gaze, Sun Bajiu finally took out a muddy iron rod and pestle it on the ground.

"Are you finally going to do it?" Lin Meng was delighted.

"Xuanjin muddy iron rod! The whole body is made of Xuanjin outside the sky, weighing 3,600 catties and 6 feet 3 inches long. Sun Bajiu re-assumed his posture, and then glanced at Lin Meng, signaling that it was his turn.

“···” Lin Meng was really speechless, "Iron sword! Iron, ten pounds in weight, three feet long." In desperation, Lin Meng took out the low-grade magic weapon long sword that he bought for eight thousand lower grade spirit stones in the ghost market. Since this is already the case, we can only continue.

"I never dreamed that Lin Meng's first draw of his sword would be like this!" Under the ring, Lin Meng's supporters were completely speechless, and they imagined that Lin Meng's first time at the top should be to encounter a big enemy. The two fought for a long time, no matter how good they were. In the end, the other party made insulting remarks, intending to disturb Lin Meng's mood, and then angrily drew his sword and defeated the enemy with a sword.