"Okay, don't think about it so much, your arms are saved, but you still need to recuperate for a while, fortunately, the physique of the ancient warrior is stronger than that of ordinary people, and there will be no sequelae after healing. Lin Tian waved his hand, not wanting to be verbose on the issue of pills, and motioned for the eldest lady to leave together.

When a few people walked to the door, Yan Zhijie suddenly shouted: "Mr. Lin, you set up a new sect, I support you as the head, we don't want to be scattered anymore, we don't want to be bullied by the Situ family and others anymore." ”

The eldest lady and Ling Shuiyao stopped at the same time and looked at Lin Tian, who waved his hand in a chic manner and refused Yan Zhijie's request.

When the three of them came outside, the eldest lady couldn't help but ask: "Lin Tian, why did you reject his proposal, an ancient martial artist, the highest achievement is nothing more than three, writing books and sayings, opening a sect, achieving the pinnacle, with your current prestige and strength, you are fully qualified to start a sect." ”

The eldest lady's statement is really good, such as the hundred schools of thought in the Spring and Autumn Period, those who were powerful started sects, wrote books and said, created the heyday of a hundred schools of thought, and left many immortal legends, which have been passed down through the ages.

The ideas of that time have lasted for thousands of years, and even in modern times, they still have a high status and profound influence.

"Come on, I'm still a student, you let me be the head, do you want to study. Lin Tian joked.

"What do you want now, standing higher than those in the upper circles of the secular world, why do you still study?" Ling Shuiyao was very puzzled.

In her opinion, people in the secular world study for fame and fortune, and if they have fame and fortune, do they still need to study?

"No, it's just for a wish. Lin Tian said lightly.

The eldest lady knew why, Ling Shuiyao blinked, but she didn't understand what this sentence meant, but she felt that Lin Tian didn't want to talk more, so she didn't ask more.

Although she is eccentric, she is no less careful than other girls.

The three of them soon returned to the competition, and during the time they were away, several more groups decided the results.

Xiao Manxuan and Yun Xiaotian have been watching on the spot, especially Yun Xiaotian, as soon as they saw Lin Tian coming back, they said excitedly: "Brother Lin, my brother has advanced to the knockout round!"

Lin Tian was slightly stunned, and said strangely: "Such a coincidence, we just left for an hour, and the ghost he played." ”

"Ghost, he won the group and won first place. Xiao Manxuan also said that she, like Lin Tian, is still used to calling Yuntian a ghost.

"I said that he could, Xiaotian can rest assured now. Lin Tian smiled, and suddenly said, "By the way, what about that guy, he won't come to meet after the competition." ”

"The eldest brother said that he would not come to the venue again before the knockout round, and he would practice quietly. Yun Xiaotian explained.

"Cultivation? This guy is so diligent, he still has to cultivate during the competition. Lin Tian was surprised.

Yun Xiaotian blinked his eyes and replied, "Big Brother seems to be saying that since he saw your Xuanwu Ding Gong, every time he meditates and cultivates, he has a new understanding, and he doesn't want to miss these inspirations, so he wants to continue to participate in enlightenment." ”

"I see, Xuanwuding has similarities with Deadwood Zen Gong, he should have been inspired, this is a good thing, let's not disturb him. Lin Tian immediately understood what was going on.

Just as a few people were talking about ghosts, a black-faced man walked over and said to Lin Tian quite respectfully, "Are you Mr. Lin?"

"I'm not Mr. Lin, I'm Lin Tian. Lin Tian said funny and helplessly, and when he told the old men, they just called him "Mr. Lin", and he felt really awkward to talk to young people with such complicated names.

The black-faced man was stunned for a moment, his originally nervous expression relaxed slightly, he rubbed his hands, and said seriously: "My name is Hei Shunzi, they all call me Lao Hei, I am Yan Zhijie's friend, I heard them, you just went to help the fifth elder treat Yan Zhijie, I don't know what happened to him?"

"Old Black?" Xiao Manxuan blinked her eyes wide, as if she remembered something, and said, "Aren't you the ...... at the fair?"

"The girl really has a good memory, yes, I'm the old black who fought with others and the sword was broken. The man scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

Lin Tian also remembered the two living treasures, but he didn't expect that one of them still knew Yan Zhijie, he said casually: "It's okay, he kept his arms, and it won't affect his cultivation in the future." ”

"Really?" Lao Hei exclaimed, a little incredulous, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly hugged his fist at Lin Tian and saluted solemnly: "I thanked Mr. Lin for Ajie, if Mr. Lin needs to be sent in the future, Lao Hei will not hesitate to go to the soup." ”

He said this with some excitement, so his voice was a little loud, and many people around him heard it. Soon, they knew that Lin Tian had saved Yan Zhijie's arms.

This kind of kindness is no different from the grace of reinvention for ancient warriors.

"Yan Zhijie's arm is broken like that, and he can still be saved, it's amazing. ”

"I think his acupuncture for everyone is not simple, and his medical skills are really clever. ”

"Strong strength and excellent medical skills, I think Lin Tiancai is the first person of the younger generation. ”

......

The audience began to talk again, and these words reached the ears of some disciples of the family, and the expressions of these disciples were not very natural. Li Wenfeng frowned, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Those bigwigs also had their own thoughts, but Ling Zishan and Wang Wanxi smiled with satisfaction, obviously the higher Lin Tian's prestige, the happier they were, unlike the Situ family and the like, they could only envy and hate.

The competition in the field is still going on, and the speed is faster than everyone imagined, except for a few stalemate players, many of them are short-term winners and losers, or even one-trick winners.

One is because it's only the group stage now, and they don't want to waste too much energy, and the other is because the realm is one order apart, and the strength will be far apart, especially those ancient martial artists who don't have the blessing of good weapons, it is almost impossible to challenge beyond the level.

At this time, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and the old man walked into the ring again and announced the results of the competition: "The group stage is all over, and the list of qualified players has been listed." ”

At this time, the Ling family disciple lifted the notice board, and it was still a list of martial arts contestants, but this time, the names were much less. Only two people were promoted in each group, which is equivalent to eighty percent of the elimination in the group stage, which still looks a little cruel.

However, cruelty is cruelty, the strength is not as good as others, and if you are eliminated, you have nothing to say.

"That's the end of today's game, rest for one night, fight again tomorrow, all the qualifiers, the knockout round will not be divided into groups, but completely random draws, who you meet on the field, completely random. ”

"Moreover, you only have one chance, once you lose in the knockout round, you will not have a chance to play again!" the old man looked around and announced coldly.

(End of chapter)