"So, you have to do whatever it takes, but also to attract this son into my Divine Sword Sect, the old man has an intuition, this son's achievements may surpass Nie Liuyun!"

After the Great Elder took a deep look at Nie Lin, who was contemplating the atmosphere in the field, the essence flashed in his eyes.

Suck!

Lu Yufeng and Ji Shijie still couldn't help but gasp.

The two of them looked in that direction at the same time, their eyes were even more fiery, no one knew better than them what it would mean for the Divine Sword Sect to have a genius who might have the potential of the Sword Venerable.

At this time, Nie Lin, who was contemplating his qi, suddenly felt that several eyes were projected towards him, but he suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the two luxury restaurants, closed his eyes again, and continued to concentrate on qi, this time, he calmed his heart and was more still, unmoved.

In another private room, an elder of the Orthosis Sword Sect, as well as a junior and Mo Yunlong, their eyes were constantly wandering on Nie Lin's body.

Mo Yunlong looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see any clues, and couldn't help but say: "Elder, Second Master, this kid's sect master received a letter from Elder Hong very early, saying that he should pay attention to it, and even sent his disciples to Naha Prefecture Tianlu Academy to contact and observe him, but I still can't see what's so special about this kid that makes the head of the sect and Elder Hong value it so much?"

The middle-aged man said: "Originally, this son was in the Sword Pavilion, and he did receive attention from all parties, but it was also too sensitive from all parties, and after a long time, it was all faded, but Elder Hong met this son in the Sword Beast Forest last time, and found that he was carrying a very different sword, Elder Hong suspected that this kid had encountered some chance in the mountain, or it was an ancient ruin, and there must be a major secret on his body, so Elder Hong has been paying attention to this son, if this son can be recruited by my True Sword Sect, then his secret will definitely be shared by my faction!"

Mo Yunlong said: "Since he has a secret on him, wouldn't it be faster for us to find a way to catch him back and force him to be questioned, so why bother to solicit him?"

Hearing this, the old man next to him was a little displeased, and reprimanded: "What do you know, don't say that there are any secrets on this son, that is, his sword dao achievements, his own strength, is worthy of this sect's vigorous recruitment, and the people from the Divine Sword Sect next door are probably also focusing on this son, you should think more about how to deal with the two rising stars of the Divine Sword Sect, and you shouldn't have these crooked and evil thoughts!"

The middle-aged man said: "Yunlong, your surname must be changed, if you are always so impetuous, how dare the head of the family entrust you with important responsibilities in the future, the elder is right, the potential of this son is extremely huge, if it can be obtained by my Zhengjian Sect, it will be a big help in the future, do you know how the Ye family quickly married the royal family at the beginning, and occupied a place in the royal shadow guard, until now the influence in the shadow guard has overwhelmed the royal power, and they will rise and grow so fast?"

Mo Yunlong said: "The disciple doesn't know, please ask the second master for guidance?"

The second master said: "Back then, the Ye clan actually took advantage of Nie Liuyun's huge influence on the entire continent, and the Ye clan's disciples had also made friends with Nie Liuyun, the Ye clan just used Nie Liuyun's influence to rise and grow so strongly, and the status and influence of the Heavenly Empire on the continent were also improved, you should know what it means to have a sword venerable as a backing for a sect?"

Mo Yunlong said: "But the world is impermanent, although this kid has great potential, he may not be able to become a Sword Venerable?"

The second master frowned and said: "Even if he doesn't have the potential to become a Sword Venerable, but with his current growth potential, he will be a seventh-level swordsman at the age of sixteen, so at your age, with this growth rate, I'm afraid that a fifth-level swordsman is not a problem, then in another ten or eight years, it is not impossible to break through the Sword Saint, at that time, you think about how old he is, less than thirty years old!"

"I want to become a Sword Saint at the age of thirty, this is impossible!" Mo Yunlong was a little jealous and envious, shook his head and said: "The two Supreme Elders of this sect are also talented geniuses, but now they are both in their nineties, and they have only broken through to become a mid-rank Sword Saint, even if the two Great Sword Saints of the Divine Sword Sect, one is over eighty years old, and the other is one hundred and ten years old, that kid wants to become a Sword Saint at the age of thirty, this is impossible!"

When the elder heard this, he shook his head vigorously and reminded: "Have you forgotten the example of Nie Liuyun becoming a Sword Saint at the age of eighteen and becoming a Sword Venerable at the age of twenty, do you need to explain it again, nothing in this world is impossible!"

As soon as he heard Nie Liuyun, Mo Yunlong was completely dumbfounded and had nothing to say.

Just looked at the figure in the arena, there was still some strong jealousy, why is this kid so noticed by many forces, he wants to curry favor at any cost, and he may even meet others in the future, and why is he like being picked a cabbage, but he still has to look at people's faces.

...... After the first round of elimination, there were a total of sixteen contestants on Nie Lin's side, four were directly eliminated, two were to be determined, and there were twelve people left to participate in the second round of the competition.

Unlike the first round, the second round will be combined with the remaining competitors from the other two races, eliminating one venue and splitting it into two venues.

Therefore, after waiting for about a stick of incense, the judges of the three districts eliminated several contestants who were originally to be determined, canceled the blue group venue, and divided them into the green group and the red group respectively for the second round of the competition.

Nie Lin's appearance is still the third match, and the contestants in the first two games will decide the winner, and after the referee has reviewed the strength, he will face the opponent who will be the third winner in the original blue group.

This young man is only fifteen years old, just looking at his face, but he looks like a young man, born with dark skin and a strong body, he should be from a poor family, especially the knotted muscles, which makes people feel that this person's sword skills should be based on strength skills.

This young man is relatively tall, and after standing on the sword platform, it gives people a sense of oppression, but after the audience outside the arena gathers together, they seem to be more optimistic about this swarthy young man, and the call for this young man is very high, and the wolf roars constantly.

Nie Lin stood on the stage, just glanced at the young man lightly, still looking very calm, and the young man was not looking at him, he kept his head down, holding the sword in both hands, and his posture looked a little special.

Clang!

At this moment, the referee rang the small bell of the game, and at this time, the swarthy young man suddenly raised his head and locked on to Nie Lin with that sharp gaze.

Nie Lin felt that the young man's gaze was like the eyes of a hunter when he locked on his prey, and then he heard him roar, and the momentum was like the roar of a tiger from the mountains and forests, which shocked the audience outside the arena and applauded, and also shouted: "Good momentum, defeat him!"

However, for this kind of momentum, Nie Lin was not affected in the slightest, he judged that this person's strength was coming, he was a third-level swordsman, and it was reasonable to be favored by the audience.

In the end, it is an elite selected by thousands of places that can achieve such an achievement without Xuan-level exercises, and he can indeed be called a genius, but it is a pity that he met Nie Lin.

After the swarthy young man let out a low roar, he suddenly moved at this time, his footwork was a bit like the footwork of the sword tiger hunting in the mountains and forests, very fast, the sword gang brought by the young man, supporting his body like a swimming dragon, shot in a low-altitude way, and the sword wanted to go straight to Nie Lin's next point.

"It's amazing, defeat him, defeat him......"

Seeing the swarthy boy's rapid offensive, the audience in the audience seemed very excited at this time, and they all roared wolf again and again, like a bull in heat.

Nie Lin was also a little puzzled why the audience was so vocal about this young man, and they were unanimously optimistic about this young man, but the moment this young man launched an offensive, Nie Lin suddenly understood.

He had never seen the footwork of this swarthy young man, but it was very similar to the sword beast, and he should have comprehended it by himself, and his sword skills also seemed to come from the comprehension of the sword beast's attack, which was very close to nature.

But a game is a game, even if Nie Lin admires this swarthy boy, he is destined to lose to his men in the end, so when the swarthy boy's offensive came rapidly, Nie Lin's footsteps suddenly took a step, and he only took two steps in a figure-eight shape.

In the shocked eyes of the swarthy young man, he saw Nie Lin leaping over his body, and then the swarthy young man only saw that the spanning body was like a green dragon hovering at the top, and suddenly a sharp claw poked out, and at the moment when the dark young man was about to turn around and take out the sword, the claw poked out like lightning and grabbed his wrist.

The young man wanted to break free, but the hand was like an iron tong, so that he could not break free at all, and it was only two breaths, the other party attacked again, and the young man only felt a dull pain in his chest, and flew down the sword platform like a kite with a broken string.

The crowd outside the stadium was shouting and shouting, and the sound suddenly stopped.

There was silence all around.

Some people opened their mouths and never closed them, their eyes widened, staring at the sword platform, as if they wanted to see what was going on, so that the genius boy they were originally optimistic about was knocked off the sword platform in just two breaths.

It's just that everyone saw this scene, and when they noticed the swarthy young man who flew off the sword platform and turned their heads to stand in the stands, the figure was still standing there quietly, except for the position shifted, as if he hadn't made a move at all, from beginning to end, no one had seen him draw his sword.

Can you win so easily without a sword?

(To be continued)