Thick clouds obscured the sky, making it feel suffocating. In the sky, bursts of snow the size of goose feathers fell down, covering the ground with a thick layer of snow. Such an icy winter has frozen the earth and everything.

Snowflakes are falling, bringing chills, but the creatures on the earth continue to live as usual. Because, this is the cultivation realm, this is the world of cultivators, the Immortal Continent, where all the cultivators and powerful demon beasts live with the lofty ideal of cultivating to become immortals.

Xuantian Sect, martial arts field.

The Xuantian Sect's annual Fighting Law Conference is being held here, which is mainly used to select the younger generation of sect members, and those who perform well can be promoted to a certain sect level. This is an opportunity for a crow to become a phoenix, and an opportunity to climb to the sky in one step.

On a one-meter-high platform the size of a football field, two figures in green robes shuttled, sometimes making bursts of golden sounds.

Under the high platform, thousands of monks dressed in various Taoist robes crowded together, sometimes letting out an angry roar, sometimes letting out a sigh of admiration.

"Bastard, is there a duel like yours!Are you a hooligan fight or an immortal master's fighting method!" A young man, also wearing a cyan robe, screamed angrily and scolded at the monk who beat people with his fists on the stage. With a loud roar, all the monks watching the duel were in a surge, and they were about to rush into the ring.

"Get out of the way! Don't get close to the ring!" shouted the old man who was standing on the edge of the ring and was in charge of guarding, and his deep voice resounded throughout the audience, and the audience was silent for a moment.

With a "boom" sound of an object falling to the ground, a monk was finally knocked upside down by a giant tree summoned by his opponent, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Liu Feng, the fifth layer of the congenital, advanced to the top thirty-two!"

With the announcement of the old monk who acted as the referee, the already extremely quiet scene returned to a bustle. Some people praise their vision for excellence, and they recognize at a glance who the winner is. Some people thought that they were unlucky, and even thought that the stout man would be the winner of this duel.

"Next, Lin Yu, face off against Qin Xi!" the referee shouted, and he, who has always been known for his fairness, couldn't help but pause when he saw the name on the competition list.

Hearing the referee's reading, the scene suddenly became silent, and it was even better than the old monk's loud drink just now. The monks present did not make any sound, and stared blankly at a young man in green clothes who calmly walked into the ring.

That's right, that's Lin Yu, Lin Yu who makes Xuantian Sect known to everyone! He started cultivating at the age of six, advanced to the fifth layer of innate at the age of eight, advanced to the seventh layer of innate at the age of ten, and achieved the ninth layer of the innate realm at the age of twelve.

However, none of these are the reasons for the shock.

The monks present were amazed, why was he here, and did he think he hadn't been hit enough?

At the age of thirteen, the stunning Lin Yu hit the foundation building period in the cave mansion blessed by the head of the Dharma Protector Array, but he lost his skills because he went mad, and the Heavenly Spirit Root, which was rare in a hundred years, also disappeared, and he disappeared from then on.

"Isn't he already exhausted? Only an ordinary human spirit root remains, and it is impossible for him to return to the first layer of the Innate Realm in just three years after being secretly injured. A surprised monk looked at Lin Yu on the stage and muttered.

"Hmph! It's just a scrap material! I really think I'm still a genius from before. ”

"Hey—it's a pity that a good genius has become such a wreck. ”

The monks in the audience began to whisper, some despised it, some regretted it, some pitied it, and no one was optimistic about this person who was not even in the innate realm. Only by entering the innate realm can you barely be able to sustain yourself as a cultivator, otherwise no matter how strong you are, you will only be a powerful mortal fetus.

......

Lin Yu, who was standing in the ring, quietly looked at the opponent in front of him, his face was light, and he even had a smile. He didn't feel the slightest pity and insult for the thousands of monks under the ring, just imagine how a person who had been reduced to a waste by a peerless genius, after three years of spitting and beating, would have a feeling for the scene that he could encounter every day.

"Senior Brother Lin Yu, do you really want to continue the duel?" Qin Xi, who was in his twenties standing opposite Lin Yu, showed a hesitant expression on his face. Although his qualifications are extremely poor, and he has only reached the fifth level of the innate realm after cultivating for more than ten years, he can still see that Lin Yu in front of him is not even in the innate realm, isn't this pure torture?!

In the face of the opponent's questioning, Lin Yu nodded without the slightest hesitation, and the resolute look in his eyes was the same as before. He put one hand behind him, stretched the other hand forward slightly, and said with a smile, "Although Lin Yu cultivates underground, he still has some actual combat skills. Senior brother, please!"

"Okay, then I'll only be offended!" Seeing that Lin Yu still had the same plain face as before, Qin Xi was slightly angry in his heart, and scolded disdainfully in his heart, "He still thinks that he is still the genius he was many years ago!

Qin Xi held the iron sword in his hand, and lightly stepped on the unique cloud-chasing step of Xuantian Sect under his feet, floating towards Lin Yu like a wisp of fresh wind, and the iron sword in his hand slammed down!

Lin Yu stared closely at the enemy who was moving forward erratically, his eyes did not leave the target in front of him at all, and he shouted, "Good come!"

"Ding-" Lin Yu put the iron sword in his hand on the flank of the iron sword that was smashed above his head, and opened Qin Xi's iron sword with a little force, but only the strength of Lin Yu in the acquired realm could not compare to the cultivator of the fifth layer of the innate realm, and he was still shocked back by the power of the backshock.

Enduring the pain caused by the churning of internal organs, Lin Yu stroked his chest with one hand, and stared at Qin Xi in front of him with red eyes, like a beast. He exclaimed excitedly, "Not enough! too weak!

The monks watching from the audience couldn't help but laugh when they saw that the monk of the fifth layer of the Innate Realm on the field was actually provoked by a junior student of the acquired realm, and they all couldn't help but laugh and set off a wave of noise.

Qin Xi listened to the incessant teasing in his ears, and his face turned red with anger. At the age of twenty, he was not only five levels higher than the strength of a thirteen-year-old boy, but he was even provoked by others to say that he was too weak, how could he stand it. The iron sword in his hand pointed directly at Lin Yu and shouted, "Be careful this time, junior brother! ”

Lin Yu also ignored Qin Xi's words and stared at him coldly, waiting for his next round of attacks to come.

"Sword Qi Slash!"

The three-foot long sword in Qin Xi's hand swept through the air, and a yellow sword qi shot out from the long sword, and the sword qi that was five or six meters long blocked all of Lin Yu's retreat!

"Poof——!!!

The yellow sword qi hit Lin Yu's iron sword like 10,000 tons of steel, and after slamming the iron sword in half, it slammed straight into Lin Yu's body, beating him to the point of spitting blood!

That was a powerful cultivator who was five orders higher than Lin Yu! How could the strength be something that only Lin Yu in the acquired realm could resist. Lin Yu pressed his chest tightly with one hand, and spat blood from his mouth. The iron sword in his hand has been broken in two, and he has no support for him, how can he resist an opponent whose strength is far superior to his!

"Look at that waste material, it's just an acquired realm of garbage, and it's really embarrassing for us to run to the stage!"

"Surrender and admit defeat!

"I feel uncomfortable when I look at his stinky face, he really thinks that he is invincible in the world! Even a little monk of the fifth layer of the Innate Realm beat him down!"

"Hahaha - Lao Tzu can slap him to death!"

Bursts of laughter rang out in the crowd watching the battle below, and their ears were full of laughter that made fun of Lin Yu.

"Boom-"

There was another muffled sound, and Qin Xi slapped his palm on Lin Yu's chest, who was powerless to stop, knocking him to the ground.

"Come again—it's not enough!" Lin Yu's eyes were still resolute, he knelt on the ground with his feet, propped up the ground with the remaining hilt of the sword in his hand, and trembled to stand up. He still ignored the incessant insults around him, which were just repetitions of the insults he had heard over the years, and he couldn't shake the slightest wave in his heart.

"Boom!"

As soon as Lin Yu's words fell, before he could fully stand up, he was kicked to the ground by Qin Xi again, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood on the spot.

"Poof——!!!

Lin Yu, who fell to the ground, was still coughing up blood, but he didn't give up and wanted to continue to stand up.

The monks watching the battle on the field were no longer silent, they quietly looked at Lin Yu, who was constantly beaten and vomited blood, and couldn't say anything. Some of the friars couldn't stand it anymore and were bowing their heads and whimpering.

If he hadn't gone mad back then, if he hadn't lost the Heavenly Spirit Root back then, he would have become a powerful monk in the foundation building period by now.

Although he is now a waste material, spurned and insulted by countless people, he is indeed a strong man. Many monks thought silently in their hearts, although they still looked down on him in their hearts.

"Senior brother, do you want to continue?" Qin Xi said in a cold voice as he stood in front of Lin Yu, who had fallen to the ground. He couldn't bear to continue to abuse this junior disciple of the acquired realm.

Lin Yu listened to Qin Xi's words, his bloody hand, which had not moved at all, moved slightly, he slowly raised his head with difficulty, looked at Qin Xi in front of him, lifted the hard muscles on his face, and said word by word, "Continue-continue-"

Hearing Lin Yu's still insistent attitude, Qin Xi shook his head slightly, and the iron sword in his hand was raised and was about to be split. At this moment, the old monk who was the referee saw that the battle could no longer continue, so he stopped Qin Xi's movements in time and announced loudly, "In this duel, Qin Xi wins!"

"Wow-"

When the duel ended, the scene boiled like a pot exploded. Some people praise Lin Yu for being a waste material, but he still has a bit of a man's nature, and of course, some people scold him for showing off and scolding him for being incompetent.

Lin Yu stood up with difficulty, and the insults and humiliations of the monks around him echoed in his ears, and his heart finally began to ache sharply. He can be indifferent to the insults of others, he can ignore those who insult him, but he will never allow himself to lose in battle! The battle is his life, it is his everything! To lose in the battle is to insult his dignity!

Lin Yu, who gritted his teeth loudly, stared at Qin Xi in front of him with red eyes, and said sentence by sentence, "Wait for me, I will defeat you!"

Qin Xi looked at Lin Yu, who was drenched in blood in front of him, like a bloody demon, and looked at his gray eyes without the slightest emotion, and felt a trace of coolness for no reason. Qin Xi was really afraid of the "waste material" in front of him who only had the acquired realm, but had an incomparably tough character.