The crowd is like boiling water. Surging and churning.

The sound of Lang is like a tide, and one Lang is higher than the other. The sound of ridicule, jealousy, and invective is endless.

Lin Du stood in front of the main hall, his face was ancient, although his cultivation was lost, but his sense of hearing was still there, and it was extremely keen, everyone talked and abused, he listened to them one by one, although his heart was slightly angry, but his face did not show any expression.

People's hearts are unpredictable, they are all driven by interests, and very few people will really care about him.

In the past, he was strong, although he attracted countless admiration, but there were also many people who hated him, but now that he was down, and his cultivation was lost, these people naturally seized the opportunity, spared no effort, fell into the well, and did their best to ridicule them, they were simply unscrupulous, and their voices shook the sky.

"He's a complete waste now!"

"Waste, complete waste!"

"The Ten Great Sects are blind!"

The voices came and went, one after another.

"He should be disqualified!"

"It's a shame that such a person also came to participate in the competition. ”

The abuse was like a tide, and Dabi was forced to break off, and those who competed on the high platform had to die down.

Many cultivators in the Spiritual Silence Period, following the crowd, shouted unscrupulously, their foreheads were bruised, their faces were distorted, and they looked extremely hideous. It seems that with every scolding, they can be happier, and some even enjoy it, enjoying the pleasure of falling into the well.

"The Ten Great Sects are really blind!"

"The Ten Great Sects are really blind!"

"The Ten Great Sects are really blind!"

Suddenly, I don't know who took the lead, but they all shouted this sentence in unison.

Three times in a row, in front of the Peerless Hall, the faces of the top ten masters were all iron-blue.

These cultivators in the Spiritual Silence Period, relying on chaos, are really unscrupulous, and dare to say anything.

Luo Yan stood behind Yin Xin, there was no anger on his face, and he was still calm.

He had already seen that many of the cultivators who were insulting below were disciples of the Ten Great Sects, and they were even the leaders of the disciples of the Ten Great Sects.

At the sword test conference, Lin Dui smashed the Jindan stage cultivators with one sword, and amazed the Tianxiao Realm, which had already attracted countless jealousies, but due to Lin Dui's strength and hidden intentions, these disciples of the Great Gate Sect could only grit their teeth and endure it. Now seize the opportunity and take advantage of the chaos, these people will naturally not let it go.

Right and wrong are black and white, and people with discerning eyes can see clearly.

These crazy and invective people are destined to fail to achieve great things.

Those talented cultivators all didn't say a word, standing in the corner, like ordinary people.

In chaos, you can still calm your heart, such a person is the most terrifying.

With a sad look on his face, he glanced at Lin Dui, and saw that Lin Dui's expression was calm, as if he was not affected, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Victory is not arrogant, defeat is not discouraged, wind and rain do not move, like a mountain, is the style.

But at this time, there was another wave of abuse below.

"Waste shouldn't be there!"

"A top 100 place for nothing!"

"What a shame!"

"He should get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

As soon as this scolding came out, it immediately gathered with the wind and clouds.

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

The sound of Lang struck, pointing directly at Lin Dusk.

Sometimes, words are more lethal than sword moves.

Lin Du was upset and irritable, and he tried his best to calm his mind, but the abuse in his ears continued, and he still felt a wave of irritability and anger.

The scolding ringed in his ears, irritating him, and he had a premonition that if this continued, he would explode sooner or later.

If his strength was still there, he wouldn't care about these words at all. It is precisely because he has now lost all his cultivation that these abuses really poke him in the sore spots, like sprinkling salt on the wound, and blood is dripping.

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

"Get out of the Peerless Sword Gate!"

The cry below is loud and unscrupulous.

The heads of the ten major sects were pale, and even the faces of the unequaled real people were slightly angry.

Yinxin's face is still indifferent, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

There was such abuse below, but no one came out to stop it, obviously someone took the opportunity to fall into the well.

The faces of the top ten leaders were pale, but none of them came forward.

Before, he occupied three peaks by himself, and he had already offended other sects, but now that Lin Dui was down, they couldn't wait for the insults below to be ten times more fierce and hit Lin Dui hard.

But at this time.

Wow!

A dazzling golden light flashed, and a golden flying sword flew out suddenly.

Cai Heng, the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, pointed at the crowd, his face was cold, and he shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

The sword light was shining, illuminating the entire Edgeless Peak, and the late stage cultivators of Jindan were coercive, wantonly released, and the abuse came to an abrupt end.

The whole ridgeless peak, suddenly silent, can be heard falling pins.

After a month of cultivation, with the help of secret medicine from the sect, Cai Heng has been cured. At this moment, he stepped forward!

"What about the ten major sects, I can't tell you what to do. Cai Heng snorted coldly: "What is Lin Duan's strength, I can't let you point fingers. No matter what he is doing now, he has defeated a Jindan Stage cultivator before, or I am an elder of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. His strength is obvious to all, I am convinced, I didn't say anything, where did you come from so much nonsense!

As soon as the word "noise" came out, the crowd suddenly felt that their ears were shaking, like the earth shaking, and they were dizzy.

No one dared to make a loud noise or insult loudly.

But faintly, there are still some whispers.

"Cai Heng is scared!"

"Now let's start hugging the thigh of Yinxin, it's really a slave and humble knee!"

"I was the first to speak for Lin Dui!"

The crowd whispered, Cai Heng naturally listened to it, but he didn't say anything, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he returned to his original position.

Wushuang Zhenren stepped forward at this time, and said with an angry face: "Lin Dui's previous appearance, you are all looking at him, no matter what he is now, he is worthy of being selected as one of the twenty seeded players! If you are not convinced, you can beat him in the competition! The premise is that you must at least enter the top 100! People who have not even entered the top 100 are not qualified to say him! Shut your mouth!"

Even the real person of Wushuang came forward, and there was a sudden silence below.

Glancing at the audience, the peerless real person snorted coldly, and all the cultivators were shocked, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

"Dabi continues!" Wushuang Zhenren said coldly: "The top 100 will be selected today!"

Under the ruling of the Jindan period cultivator, the competition began again.

The sword flashed, and the battle became more and more intense.

This is the last round of competition, the top 100 seats, twenty people have been determined in advance, and today's round of competition, a total of eighty top masters in the Spiritual Silence Period will be selected.

The sword light flickered, the blood light burst out, and the competition was in full swing, and it was tragic and abnormal.

Up to now, the strength of the cultivators is extremely close, and most of the people who can come this far are in the late stage of spiritual silence, and some are already at the peak of the spiritual silence period, and they are only the last step away from Jindan.

The strength is almost the same, and the competition is the quality of each person's flying sword, kendo attainment, and ruthlessness!

Only one step away from becoming one of the top 100, no one wants to give up, they are all doing their best, and their hole cards are out.

Some cultivators even burst out with powerful sword skills, although they were only forcibly cast, compared to the real sword skills, there was still a distance, but the power was also not to be underestimated, and it was extremely sharp!

Lin Dui's cultivation was completely lost, but his eyesight was still there, and he was deeply jealous of some sword cultivation strength, especially for him now, he couldn't match it.

What shocked him even more was that on the ninth high platform, there were actually two people fighting for sword skills!

Moreover, the sword skills used by these two people were not forcibly displayed, they were all real sword skills, and they were extremely powerful!

Two real masters meet!

Many people's eyes can't help but be attracted by this competition.

At this time, the Wushuang real person waved his hand suddenly, laid a cyan prohibition, and protected Yinxin and Lin Dui and the others.

Looking at Lin Dui, Wushuang Zhenren said with concern: "Your injuries have healed, but why is your cultivation so weird, and in a month, you have lost everything?"

Lin Duzheng didn't know what to say, and said in his hidden heart: "I taught him a secret method of healing, which can quickly recover from his injuries, but the price is also extremely painful, and when his injuries heal, all his cultivation will be lost." ”

Wushuang Zhenren nodded suddenly, the secret method is naturally a secret that is not passed on, and it is inconvenient for him to ask in detail, so he is busy and shush and ask warmly: "I wonder if Lin Dui's injury will be able to recover after his injuries are healed?"

"It's nature. Yin Xin said lightly: "He just lost his cultivation, the realm is still there, if he wants to recover, he will soon be able to return to the peak." Of course, this will take a long time. ”

"Then before Dabi starts, can you still recover?" asked Wushuang Zhenren with a relaxed face.

"You're kidding. Yin Xin smiled and said, "If he can recover to the late stage of Qi refining, he can be regarded as an entry god!"

Wushuang Zhenren nodded: "If you say so, Lin Dui will definitely struggle in this big competition, and even in the first game, he will lose!"

There were no words on the side, and there was silence for a while.

Wushuang Zhenren glanced at Lin Dui, then at Yinxin, and said with a smile: "I made a bet with you before, if Lin Dui wins the first place, I will promise him two requests, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse." If he can't get it, you have to grant me both requests. With Lin Dui's current situation, I can't win the battle, why don't you cancel this bet, what do you think?"

Yinxin shook his head lightly: "The words spoken are like water spilled out, how can you take it back." In this bet, I am willing to gamble and lose. Regardless of whether Lin Du can win the first place or not, I will bet with you!"

Yin Xin glanced at Lin Dui, and said confidently: "In my opinion, there is nothing he can't do, as long as he is willing to do it!

When Lin Du heard this, he was shocked, and his heart, which had become cold after being abused by thousands of people, suddenly became warm and warm, and it was warm all the way to the heart.

Wushuang Zhenren was obviously not optimistic about Lin Duan, and smiled bitterly: "If you insist on this, I naturally can't object." ”

Yin Xin nodded: "No one can predict what the future holds." In any case, we must not give up this last hope. ”

Wushuang Zhenren's expression was dignified, and he nodded solemnly.

At this time, the ninth high platform competition has decided the winner.

A blue-robed cultivator was ousted from the stage, scarred. A purple-clothed cultivator, covered in blood, stood proudly on the stage, like a victorious general, feeling the tsunami-like cry of the mountains below, and his face was intoxicated.

Lin Du glanced at the tens of thousands of cultivators in the audience, and secretly swore in his heart: I must win the first place!