Chapter 112: Promotion to the Outer Gate III
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Seeing that the humanoid puppet was getting closer and closer to him, the handsome young man suddenly lost the pride and arrogance he had just now, and his face changed wildly, and he panicked, even if a fist hit him, he suddenly became an idiot, forgetting to defend or dodge. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
There was a heavy bang again, and a fist smashed on the handsome young man's body, and suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the handsome young man only felt a tightness in his chest, his eyes were black, and his whole body flew backwards backwards, slamming into the transparent cover on the edge of the ring, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"What a waste!" A tall and upright figure on the mountainside looked down at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly his eyes widened, and his face was gloomy.
The martial arts elder in the ring seemed to feel something, glanced at the mountainside slightly, and then at the handsome young man who fell to the ground and vomited blood, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "Lin Yun, a miscellaneous disciple in this round, won." ”
"Hmph, boy, you dare to win me, you wait for me. The handsome young man shouted viciously at Lin Yun.
"Hehe! ”
Since he knew that this handsome young man's surname was Wu, Lin Yun never thought that this matter would be good today, if he wasn't worried about being accused of killing his fellow disciples, it would be a question whether this young man surnamed Wu could speak now.
After speaking, Lin Yun jumped out of the ring leisurely, but he didn't rest, but pretended to replace the puppet with some yuan stones, and pretended to decorate it, otherwise it would be easy for people to see the abnormality of the puppet.
Lin Yun hasn't finished repairing the puppet yet, on the other side, it is Jin Sanpang's turn to play, fortunately, Jin Sanpang's luck has always been very good, and this time is no exception, he actually met a martial artist with a heavy martial arts, and Jin Sanpang threw out a few waste talismans that he was so frightened that he took the initiative to admit defeat.
The great competition of the sect began at the rising of the sun, one after another, all the miscellaneous disciples were rounded, and the more unlucky ones were tried twice, until it was already very late, and the winning 8,000 people were finally selected to enter tomorrow's competition.
After the end of the day's competition, all the miscellaneous disciples returned to their respective residences with heavy faces, and the winners saw other more powerful peers, so they naturally hurried back to hurry back and seize the time to rest or prepare the necessary means to deal with tomorrow's competition, while the losers couldn't laugh and closed up directly, but it was still unknown whether they were more energetic in their cultivation or ashamed to see people.
As for Lin Yun, he is also not idle, although Jin Sanpang is lucky on this day, but maybe he may encounter a strong enemy tomorrow and need to use blood talismans, so he can still have one more certainty of being promoted to the outer door, as for Jin Sanpang, he is an exception among the miscellaneous disciples, and when he returns to the house, he sleeps.
On the second day, the competition started again, 8,000 into 4,000, and when it was close to noon, Lin Yun took the stage again.
This time, the opponent was a young man who was younger than Lin Yun, at most only twelve or thirteen years old, and his voice was still a little immature: "You... You have the ability to use that puppet of yours, we will fight with real skills. ”
"Alas!" Lin Yun looked at the teenage boy in front of him with a speechless expression.
It's too embarrassing to lose to a child, but if you win, it's easy to be called a bully.
"That's not right!" Lin Yun suddenly became excited, and his heart suddenly became extremely vigilant.
"Huh!"
At this moment, the teenage boy in front of him suddenly had an iron fan in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he unfolded the iron fan, and with a flick, more than a dozen fine iron fans flew out of the iron fan in turn, turning into a column of sharp swords and stabbing towards Lin Yun.
"Humph!"
Lin Yun's face sank, and then his mind moved, and he moved the puppet that had been released in front of him to protect his *.
There were a few loud bangs, and more than a dozen fine iron fan bones stabbed on the puppet, causing the puppet to stumble and crash into Lin Yun behind him.
"Hahaha, you lost. ”
The teenage boy laughed loudly, and the iron fan in his hand slammed again, and a gust of wind swept up, and at the same time, several fine iron fan bones flew out of the iron fan again, but they were pointed around, stabbing towards Lin Yun from several directions.
"I almost capsized in the gutter. ”
Lin Yun secretly screamed in his heart and was glad, if he hadn't suddenly woken up just now, he really wouldn't have been able to dodge in the face of the fan bones coming from all directions this time.
If he was just an ordinary kid, would he have been able to pass the first round? And looking at his current appearance, he has no injuries at all, and the vitality surging in his body is also very abundant, which shows that he won the first round very easily. In this way, Lin Yun, who could only show that martial arts were heavy, naturally did not dare to be careless.
Seeing that a few fan bones were stabbed, Lin Yun pretended to be very flustered and squatted down, his whole body curled together, holding his head in his hands, and the whole person looked very timid and embarrassed.
With a snort, a fan bone stabbed on Lin Yun's left arm, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out, but the next few fan bones grazed his side and shot on the stone platform.
"Ahh
"Hmph, but I was lucky to have only hit one. ”
The teenager gasped and said coldly: "Hurry up and admit defeat, otherwise it won't be your arm that will follow, but your head." ”
"Hmph, if I lose to you as a child, will I still have the face to live?" Lin Yun's helpless face showed a hint of hideousness, and he controlled the puppet that had been stabbed and almost turned into a hedgehog and rushed towards the young man in front of him.
At this time, the iron fan in the hand of the teenage boy no longer sent out fan bones, and seeing the puppet rushing over, he had no choice but to fight in close combat, and the iron fan in his hand collided with the puppet's arm one after another. In the face of the puppet's attack that ignores damage, it is an instant defeat.
Finally, after more than a dozen violent collisions, the teenage boy reluctantly took the initiative to admit defeat and jumped out of the ring.
On the third day, four thousand into two thousand, this time Lin Yun's opponent was a girl in red, who already had a martial arts triple, maybe her luck was not very good, she was already seriously injured at this time, and it was very difficult to win the first two rounds.
"This senior brother, my sister is now seriously injured, I'm afraid she can't beat her brother, but my sister is unwilling, I just want the next competition, my brother can take pity on my sister, don't kill me. The girl in red said timidly.
"Okay, don't worry, I just want to win, just... You..."
Before Lin Yun finished speaking, he suddenly sniffed his nose, and a fragrant smell penetrated into his nose, and at the same time, a pink powder was faintly visible on the stone platform and sprinkled on the ground.
"Hehe, the senior brother seems to be careless, but this is also a grievance senior brother, this powder is a poisonous powder that the senior sister spent dozens of yuan stones to buy, and after inhaling it, the whole body will be stiff and unable to move in the time of a stick of incense. The girl in red suddenly laughed. The Gentlemen Juyitang Almighty Martial Emperor
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