In the cheers under the ring, at least half of them were shouting Lin Yifan's name, which made Chang Xiqiu very little.

These cheers were supposed to be dedicated to him.

He is the proud son of the dazzling sky, only fifteen years old, and he has become a powerhouse in the sunshine realm of the famous side.

Even if he unfortunately fell during his cultivation and came to the underworld, he still relied on his amazing talent to cultivate to the realm of exorcism while firmly suppressing his thoughts under the ground level.

This kind of cultivation is undoubtedly the first person in the underworld in recent years, and he was selected as the first of the four seeded players.

Everyone was optimistic that he would be able to qualify easily, including Wu Bi, the head of the Underworld, and Elder Zhou Liancheng of the Burning Star Valley, who also strongly invited him to the reincarnation of the Burning Star Valley Sect, and promised to cultivate him well.

Of course, in return, he will become Zhou Liancheng's right-hand man in the future, which is one of the quid pro quo.

He readily agreed, after all, having a backer and not having a backer on the way to cultivation are completely different things.

As for the contradiction between Zhou Liancheng and Chen Yuanzhi, Zhou Liancheng also calmly told Chang Xiqiu, and Chang Xiqiu also took the initiative to say that when he grows up in the future, he will definitely not be co-opted by Chen Yuanzhi, and will try his best to fight Chen Yuanzhi.

This is actually one of the quid pro quo.

After discussing it properly, Chang Xiqiu sat back and waited for reincarnation.

As for the third level of the ring match, it was just a procedure that had to be taken, Chang Xiqiu believed that the Difu should choose the weakest opponent and let himself go through the motions.

After all, he is the strongest, no one can threaten him, and if he finds a strong player to compete with him, it is a pure waste of resources.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for two days, a dark horse named Lin Yifan ran out among the contestants of this year, won two firsts in a row, and emptied the ninth floor of the Ten Thousand Souls Building, setting the best historical record among several planes, and stealing the limelight that originally belonged to him Chang Xiqiu.

What's even more infuriating is that Lin Yifan has to compete with him in the finals!

Chang Xiqiu was not afraid of Lin Yifan, he believed that he could win. No matter how wicked Lin Yifan is in the first two levels, he is a small character in the iQue Realm after all. It's just that he doesn't like this kind of variable thing anyway, even if it's only a one percent chance of failure, he doesn't like it.

He likes to have absolute control over everything, and no surprises will occur.

Therefore, when Lin Yifan stepped into the ring and stood fifty meters away from Chang Xiqiu, Chang Xiqiu began to use psychological tactics, trying to surrender the soldiers without a fight, and solve the battle without blood.

"Lin Yifan, you are indeed very good, it's a pity that you met me, and you are destined to die! I'll show you a way out, it's still too late for you to admit defeat! You, like me, have cultivated out of the realm, this is really not easy, you are already a genius, you can wait for the selection of the next reincarnation, it's just ten years. ”

Chang Xiqiu said lightly, "But if you don't measure yourself and insist on fighting with me, then I won't keep my hand, I will completely scatter your soul and make everything empty!

Although it was just persuasion, Chang Xiqiu had been arrogant and arrogant for many years, and he thought that he was much stronger than Lin Yifan, so there was still a piercing arrogance in his words, and he wanted to show Lin Yifan a way to survive in a charity-like tone.

He believed that Lin Yifan was a smart person and would not care about this tone, but would seriously consider his proposal. Therefore, he does not speak tactfully at all, after all, no matter how he says it, the meaning of the words is still the same.

Lin Yifan looked at Chang Xiqiu quietly, looked at it for a while, and then said with a smile: "I understand." You are the pride of heaven in the cultivation world, the pride of your parents, the hero in the eyes of people, the call for wind and rain in your lifetime, and the first in the underworld after your death. And I'm just an ordinary person on the earth who has never cultivated, unknown and accomplished nothing in my lifetime, a son who is not angry in the eyes of my parents, an otaku in the eyes of people, and a waste ......"

"If you know the gap, then you should quickly admit defeat. When Chang Xiqiu heard this, he felt even more proud, but he was inexplicably a little uneasy, so he frowned and interrupted Lin Yifan's words.

"No, if you make a mistake, I won't admit defeat! I'd rather die standing than live on my knees!"

The smile on Lin Yifan's face slowly converged, his expression became unwavering, and there was a look in his eyes that Chang Xiqiu couldn't understand at all, "It's because I didn't achieve anything in my lifetime, so I've always longed for a success! I have been in hell for 500 years for this day. No one can stop me, they can't take away my reincarnation place, otherwise, I will definitely kill him. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yifan raised his hand, and there was a shining flying knife in his hand.

No wonder some people say that you are a fool! I have been talking to you for a long time, but I have told you in vain. I'm so confused to talk so much to you idiot! Then fight, I'll wake you up fool. Chang Xiqiu's face turned a little blue, and he took a sharp breath in annoyance, and his whole body bloomed with silver brilliance.

It was the telekinetic power extended by the silver thoughts, like silver cobwebs, trembling gently in the air. In the center of the cobweb, there are translucent, looming silver thoughts, like spiders entrenched in the web.

Mental power into silk, from virtual to real, this is the sign of the realm of control.

After a while, those thoughts and silver silk threads fused together, turned into a palm, wrapped around a one-foot short sword that emitted a misty blue light, and quickly rose into the air, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, aiming at Lin Yifan, like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

"Flying Sword!"

"That's right, the Exorcism Realm can control the flying sword, and you can cut people to drive a hundred meters in the early stage, and fight against the mages of the Divine Journey Realm, and you will definitely win and not lose. ”

"Lin Yifan is in big trouble, he should strike first, he can't wait for Chang Xiqiu to sacrifice the flying sword! ”

A loud discussion sounded, and tens of thousands of people turned their heads to each other, like a muffled thunder.

"Whoosh!"

Lin Yifan seemed to come back to his senses at this time, his wrist flicked, and the flying knife shot out, like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for Chang Xiqiu, who was fifty meters away.

At the same time, Lin Yifan spread his feet and rushed towards Chang Xiqiu.

"Flying knives, ridiculous! Do you think you're a martial artist? I'll let you see what a mage's flying sword is!"

Chang Xiqiu sneered, stood motionless in place, and waited until the flying knife flew in front of him, then he raised his right palm without hurry, and put his five fingers together, like pinching a silk thread, lifting and swinging. The flying sword was like an invisible thread of silk, and it swept down like a bolt of lightning, splitting the flying knife in half.

This flying sword turned out to be a sword that sharpened iron like clay, although Lin Yifan's flying knife was of acceptable quality, but under the full force of the flying sword, it had no power to resist at all.

There was a cheer from under the ring.

Chang Xiqiu smiled slightly, he was already pretentious, and wanted to show his sword-driving ability in front of tens of thousands of viewers and the elders of the four major sects like a cat playing rat, and then kill Lin Yifan, who had lost his performance value, with a single sword. Therefore, he did not rush to attack, and let Lin Yifan rush forward.

He wants to give Lin Yifan a little hope, and then turn that hope into despair.

But at the same time as the flying knife was cut, the smile on Chang Xiqiu's face suddenly stiffened slightly, and there seemed to be an extremely brief dizziness in his mind.