"Sure enough, it's Jiang Lin, the boy who has reached five inches and six in the first level!"

"The most important position belongs to him, and it seems that he is the most optimistic in this entry assessment. ”

"surpassed Peng Changkong and Princess Huang'er, who were the most favored before, this Jiang Lin is really amazing!"

"I don't know if he can go to the end and become the real first place in the top ten ranking battle of the small hanging mountain. ”

Watching Jiang Lin walk towards the main position of the first green wood stake, all the teenagers were envious.

"Hmph, Jiang Lin, the little hanging mountain is the place where we clash, when the time comes, I will definitely take back the position that belongs to me!"

Peng Changkong looked at Jiang Lin, who was in the spotlight, and clenched his fists tightly.

"Jiang Lin. ”

In the position of the leader of the second group of green wood piles, Mu Huang'er looked at Jiang Lin standing on the tallest green wood pile of the group of green wood piles next to her, and smiled at Jiang Lin.

The two of them, ranked first and second respectively, stood next to each other, feeling inexplicable.

"Jiang Lin, he has finally reached the third level, hehe, it is easy for him to hold the position of the champion. Master, I'll go to the Little Hanging Mountain first, and wait to see how he finally competes in the top ten on the Little Hanging Mountain. ”

Seeing Fang Li leave the Hanging Giant Mountain Cave Mansion and fly towards the small Hanging Mountain in a hurry, the woman in the silver palace suit shook her head.

"Li'er, why do you care so much about this Jiang Lin, is it really the fate of the 'Xuanhuo Sword' and the 'Purple Spirit Sword'. ”

The silver-dressed woman stretched out her palm, looked at the inch-long purple spirit sword beating in her palm, and sighed.

When Jiang Lin stood in the main position of the first green wood pile, the hundred green wood piles were already full of people.

At this time, Lu Jia finally announced that the third level of the martial arts battle officially began.

"First round of the ring!"

Lu Jia took out the wine gourd, took a big sip of wine, and gently sprayed it towards the top ten green wood piles.

Ten emerald green wine swords stayed above the group of green wood stakes, and countless true qi surged towards the wine swords, slowly condensing, and finally condensed into a fighting ring with a square radius of several zhang.

Spit wine like a sword, condense into a platform, and the ten major martial arts rings floated above the ten green wood piles, making the teenagers stunned.

Thinking of the past, Luo Ningxue raised her hand to lay stones, and Xue Ning turned earth into a bridge, these teenagers who were still in the True Qi Realm admired the powers of the Flying Spirit Realm even more.

"This is the strength of the Flying Spirit Realm!"

"The people of the Flying Spirit Realm possess all kinds of incredible magical powers, capable of condensing water into swords, spitting fire, volleying voids, crushing mountain peaks, and controlling thunder and lightning...... I must join the Yunhai Sect, and one day, I can also become a true disciple and become a great power of the Flying Spirit Realm!"

Thinking that one day he would become such a powerful figure as the Flying Spirit Realm, all the young people's faces were inexplicably excited.

"Carry out this martial arts battle first, only by becoming a disciple of Yunhai Sect can there be hope later!"

Looking at the top ten martial arts rings again, all the teenagers were surging with fighting spirit.

"Didn't anyone challenge?" Lu Jia's gaze swept towards the remaining teenagers, and all the teenagers woke up from the shock.

"I'll come first!" a teenager jumped to the eighth martial arts ring, "I challenge Fang Nan." ”

He pointed to the eighth group of Aoki piles, ready to point to one person in the main position, and challenged.

It seems that he is quite familiar with this Fang Nan, and he did not hesitate to point out the other party as soon as he appeared.

"Accept the challenge. Fang Nan jumped up and also came to the fighting ring, and the two directly exchanged hands.

Someone took the lead, and other teenagers who were not selected for the green wood stake also jumped into the fighting ring, looking for opponents to fight.

"It's too weak, these people's battles are not worth seeing. Peng Changkong glanced at the fighting ring, shook his head, closed his eyes directly, meditated on the green wood stake and breathed, and no longer watched the battle.

On the main seat, there are still a few people, like Na Mo Mingchen, like Peng Changkong, who disdain the first round of the ring battle.

Jiang Lin was not like them, he was staring intently at the fighting ring above his group of green wooden stakes.

The above battle is two young men with swords, and the strength of the two is equal, but the battle is inseparable.

"This young man's sword moves, so slow, can withstand the opponent's fast attack, quite a bit of a calm braking charm......"

"Fast and slow, static and moving, these sword intents also seem to be related......

Although these people were a little inferior in strength compared to himself, Jiang Lin did not look down on them.

Those who can enter the third level are not simple people, and they all have one or two skills to press the bottom of the box, and they will use it in this elimination battle.

How could Jiang Lin let go of such a precious opportunity to observe.

Being dismissive of others like Peng Changkong is the real arrogance and stupidity.

Jiang Lin watched it intently, and his mind quickly analyzed the origin and charm of these moves.

"So that's the case, with static braking, with slow to play fast, it depends on eyesight, as long as you grasp the weakness of a moment, slow can turn into fast, static can also turn into movement!"

"My Xingyun Thirteen Swords, in the gap between the move connections, as long as there is a slight change like this, I can link the fast and slow sword moves, the dynamic and static sword moves, and the Xingyun Thirteen Swords will be more fluent......"

Jiang Lin raised a finger and slashed in the air while looking at the martial arts platform.

In the group of green wood piles next to him, Mu Huang'er's eyes secretly looked at Jiang Lin, and when he saw Jiang Lin immersed in the battle of the martial arts ring, as if he had realized something, Mu Huang'er's eyes lit up.

"Learning from the experience of other people's battles, being strong but not arrogant, can go further and further. ”

Like Jiang Lin, she looked at the ring above the group of green wooden stakes she was in, and slowly thought about it.

Lu Jia's eyes scanned the audience, and everyone's actions were under his observation.

When he saw Peng Changkong, Mo Mingchen and the others meditating with their eyes closed, disdainful of the battle in the fighting ring, he shook his head slightly.

"Huh?" When he saw Jiang Lin, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

At this time, Jiang Lin's eyes were completely fixed on the fighting ring, but in his fingers, what he drew had the charm of fighting in the fighting ring.

In the end, under Lu Jia's gaze, Jiang Lin's fingers practiced the sword moves, sometimes static and sometimes moving, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but extremely smooth, in the bridge of the sword moves, it actually caused the changes of the true qi of heaven and earth, and slowly condensed into a layer of fluttering clouds of true qi.

"Xingyun Thirteen Swords, at a young age, he actually comprehended this sword technique to such a realm, breaking the barriers between sword moves, moving smoothly, and even causing Xingyun Shen Yun ......"

"Strong but not arrogant, with excellent comprehension, and more able to learn from other people's battles, this is Jiang Lin's young man is good. ”

Lu Jia has such eyesight, and he can see at a glance that Jiang Lin is different from other teenagers who participated in the assessment.

His finger was a little weaker, and a cyan curtain of light appeared in front of him.

In the light curtain, it is Jiang Lin's performance on the first level of "Carved Name Stone" and the second level of "Wanzhang Pontoon".

The first level uses the finger as a sword, carving a score of five inches and six, and the second level is on the pontoon bridge, triggering an incomparable sword momentum and sweeping the illusion.

Jiang Lin cultivates swords, Lu Jia also cultivates swords, and seeing Jiang Lin's talent in swordsmanship so strong, he is also bright-eyed.

"Yes, yes, this Jiang Lin is a good seedling of kendo, maybe one day, he can also step into the 'Flying Spirit Realm' and comprehend the sword spirit mysteries of the 'Flying Spirit Realm' with me......"

Lu Jia looked at Jiang Lin and nodded appreciatively.

At this time, Jiang Lin was already completely immersed in the comprehension of the Thirteen Swords of Xingyun.

Previously, he comprehended Liuyun on the Lone Peak Cliff, but he only comprehended the artistic conception of each sword move and cultivated this sword technique to the level of Xiaocheng.

Now, in the fighting ring, in the battle of others, he gradually found the wonderful feeling of sword moves and different sympathy fusion.

When the fluttering cloud of true qi successfully condensed on his fingers, at that moment, he even touched the charm of the thirteen swords of Xingyun.

"Hoo ......"

After a long time, Jiang Lin came out of the state of comprehension.

The cloud of true qi at the end of his fingers dissipated, his eyes were clear, and he let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The battle in the fighting ring continued, and one after another eliminators were produced.

These eliminators sat slumped on the ground, their faces pale, as if they couldn't accept the reality of being eliminated at the last level.

As the last teenager was knocked out of the fighting ring, all the ninety reserve champions were confirmed.

"The first round of the fighting ring battle is officially over. Lu Jia announced the results coldly, "The losers, all out." ”

As his words fell, the entire Aoki Forest shone brightly, and dozens of eliminated teenagers were all teleported out.

"Next, the second round of the fighting ring battle, the battle of the top ten!"

"The champion of each Aoki pile group ascends to the 'fighting ring', accepts the challenge, and if the fight is successful, he will get the top 10 places. ”

As soon as Lu Jia's voice fell, "Huh!Huh!" The champions of the major green wood pile groups all stood on tiptoe and jumped into the fighting ring.

Jiang Lin also stood on the fighting ring of the first group of green wood piles.

The battle for the top 10 places is about to start.

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