Chapter 338: You Can't Do It
Eh, wait, just now, he seemed to see a male disciple in a blue and white uniform hurrying to the toilet.
In this way, Lin Anke took advantage of the opportunity, and he had to find a way to replace him.
Lin An had a wicked smile on his face, and then he took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, slipped into the warehouse of the Heavenly Sword Gate, quietly changed into a cyan uniform, and walked to the entrance of the grove next to the toilet.
Lin An waited patiently for a few minutes.
Not long after, I saw a mediocre young man in blue and white clothes walking out of the toilet slowly.
He washed his face and hands carefully, raised his eyes and stared at himself in the mirror, and silently said these things.
Lin An smiled, stepped forward and invited: "This brother, you are extraordinary at first glance, why don't we go over there and fight a few tricks, and have a good time?"
"No, no, no, I'm actually weak, really. The young man explained again and again.
Lin An frowned, slightly speechless.
He saw through the fiery eyes, his eyes were still burning with white light, and he saw through the true cultivation of this disciple of the Xuanjian Sect in front of him, only the Xuanling Realm Sevenfold.
It's a little lower, indeed.
However, it was only among the competitive ranks of the top elders of this sect.
Compared to the civilians, it's okay, and he can be regarded as a big man.
The aura on the second sister's body just now seemed to be much stronger than before, and she already had the appearance of the fourfold Earth Spirit Realm.
It's just that the strongest disciple of the other party actually has the strength of the Nine Layers of the Earth Spirit Realm.
It seems that the second sister may be defeated this time.
But it doesn't matter, now that he is in the team, will he still lose?
Inexistent!
Thinking of this, Lin An smiled and began to pull the mediocre blue-and-white uniformed young man extremely enthusiastically and walked to the grove on the side together.
"Isn't that good? The young man replied weakly.
This young mediocre disciple in blue and white uniform, whose name is Zhen Hun, is the most bottom-of-the-line existence in terms of strength and realm in this team.
Zhen Hun can be said to be the elder who leads the team, and he really has no choice, so he forcibly pulled him over to make up for the number of applicants.
Zhen Hun actually didn't want to come over.
He has a deep self-reflection on himself and constantly finds ways to overcome his various shortcomings with difficulty.
Maybe he didn't reach this kind of realm to participate in the exchange competition.
It can be said that Zhen Hun feels that he is almost here to make soy sauce.
Every time he competes, he always plays the role of a scrap that drags his feet in the team.
For a long time, these various slanderous and contemptuous words have made him, who was originally high-spirited at the beginning, seem to be very unconfident.
Although among his own Xuanjian sects, he can barely be regarded as a first-class trend.
But when he came to this competition, he suddenly found that there was not a single disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect present, and he could beat it.
Faced with the kind invitation of an inner disciple of the powerful sect Heavenly Sword Sect, it was really difficult for him to refuse.
After all, no matter how bad it is, you can first familiarize yourself with the fighting methods of the other party or the other party's sect.
Later, when he officially competed, he could also rely on these hard-won experiences to resist a few more moves and then lose.
In this way, it will not be too vegetable, and it will be ridiculed and disgraced by all kinds of ridicule.
He looked at the gorgeous clothes on this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple, and thought that he should also be an excellent inner disciple.
In the face of the warm invitation of this inner disciple, he was not good at saving the face of others, so he came to the grove half-pushed and half-on-the-spot. 62
"In Xia Zhenhun, 21 years old this year, good at sword dancing, the sevenfold realm of the Xuanling Realm, please advise. ”
Zhen Hun introduced himself with a smile, and bowed after speaking, showing respectful etiquette.
Lin An frowned, what the hell is this, did you have to introduce yourself before fighting?
Thinking of this, he made up a paragraph casually.
"Oh, in Xia Wang Bone, 17 years old this year, good at drawing a knife and slashing, a heavy realm of the earth spirit realm, please advise. ”
When Zhen Hun heard this, his heart became even more excited, he was worthy of being an inner disciple of the Great Gate Sect, much stronger than him.
is so young, at the age of 17, he has the realm of the earth spirit realm, which is amazing.
I think back then, when he was 17 years old, he might only have the realm of about six realms in the Linghuang Realm.
Before he could come to his senses.
Suddenly, a puff of white smoke drifted over.
"Why do I feel a little dizzy?"
It didn't take long for Zhen Hun to feel a wave of dizziness, and the world was spinning, and then he fell to the ground.
Lin An dragged the young disciple named Zhenhun to a corner and hid it, and then quickly changed into his coat and matched it with his long sword.
When he picked up the long sword, Lin An felt a little dissatisfied, so he quietly made some changes.
After a few minutes, although the longsword was almost identical to the previous one on the surface, it had actually risen by three grades.
Lin An finally stretched out his hand and wiped it casually on his face, and after pinching it a few times, everything was done.
After his hand was lowered, his original face and appearance were almost the same as those of Zhen Hun who fell to the side.
Lin An returned to the arena and walked to his cousin Lin Ying's side.
Sure enough, the second sister was still defeated by the Heavenly Sword Gate player with a higher realm in the end, and unfortunately lost.
Now it is the disciple who ranks second in the Xuanjian Sect team to compete, and the hope of the whole sect lies in him alone.
His name is Wu Taishan, and he has the fivefold realm of the Earth Spirit Realm, but he is relatively rusty in swordsmanship.
The elder hoped that he could win, but unfortunately the dream was very good, but the reality was very cruel, this guy who was not very good at using a sword only persisted in a dozen moves and was defeated.
Only he was left at the end of the crane.
None of the people present looked favorably on him.
"Elder, I'm going up. Lin An said a word, and then decisively walked onto the competition platform.
"Well, you go on, we might have to go back tonight. The leader of the team looked very disappointed, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of suppressing the clouds.
Lin Ying gritted her teeth, only feeling a strong unwillingness in her heart, and she was just a little bit worse.
If she also had the strength of the Earth Spirit Realm Sevenfold, she might be able to easily turn the tables.
"Hey, I'll bet five silver coins, this guy can't last ten moves!"
"Ten moves? You think too much, I guess one move, this guy will have to fall. ”
"Ha, I think eighty percent of them will admit defeat directly when they come to power. ”
"The Xuanjian Gate has also fallen, and I have lost it all back, and this is the fourth time. ”
None of the people present were optimistic about Zhen Hun, this disciple of the Xuanjian Sect who only had the seventh level of the Xuanling Realm.
"Boy, you're up to be funny, master, I advise you to surrender quickly, so that I don't have to make a move, and you don't have to lose face, isn't it the best of both worlds, hahahaha. ”
The guy who spoke sarcastically was called Wang Geng, and he was an inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who was a sevenfold inner disciple of the Earth Spirit Realm, and he had already learned swordsmanship, and it was said that he had the true inheritance of the three elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect.