Pinnacle

Calculating the time, the next round outside is about to start, Lin Yun can only leave the Pagoda of Mind Mind first.

Not long after Lin Yun came out of the Pagoda of One Mind Mind, the ring contest arrived.

The top 100 gathered in the center of the square, and Lin Yun, Mo Qing, and Zhijin also entered this list."The contest is about to start!"

"The first 100 people are all the best young monks in the empire. The next game will be worth seeing."

...

Everyone present looked forward to it.

After a hundred geniuses assembled, the commander of the Forbidden Army came to the crowd.

"This round is the arena, also known as the battle of geniuses. Which of you is the genius among the geniuses, the evildoers among the evildoers, show your strength to prove yourself!" The commander of the Forbidden Army said loudly.

The general leader continued: "The competition system is very simple. Lots are drawn for the elimination rounds. The first round of 100 players will advance to 50, the second round of 50 will advance to 25, and the third round of 25 will advance to 13. The knockout will also have a wild card match. If you get out of the siege, you can get a spot and participate in the top ten competition."

After the general leader announced, the scene began to draw lots.

According to the lottery rules, the top 50 in the previous round had the right to draw lots. Lin Yun did not enter the top 50, so he could only wait to be drawn by others.

This is also the benefit of achieving good results in the first round. In this round of drawing, the top 50 will not run into each other, and the object of their draw is the bottom 50 of the Wanhua ranking.

However, those who are ranked in the bottom fifty of the Wanhua ranking are more sad. They have to play against the top fifty in this round, and they will be eliminated with a high probability. Those who are not lucky will be drawn to the top ten evildoers on the Wanhua ranking.

Jiang Fengyu, the number one on the Wanhua Ranking, was the first to draw lots.

When Jiang Fengyu went to draw the lottery, the bottom fifty people on the Wanhua ranking were all praying that they should never be drawn.

After Jiang Fengyu drew a bamboo stick, he handed it to the guard sergeant who was in charge of drawing lots nearby.

"Jiang Fengyu vs. Ge Mu!" the Imperial Guard sergeant announced loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the young monk named Ge Mu was startled and his face turned green. He was only 81. How could he fight the number one Jiang Fengyu?

Immediately afterwards, Li Shi, who ranked second on the Wanhua Ranking, stepped forward to draw lots.

Everyone waiting for the lottery was all anxious, even Lin Yun's heartbeat accelerated slightly, after all, Lin Yun and Li Shi had met.

"Li Shi vs. Zhijin!" The Imperial Guard sergeant announced.

As soon as this result came out, Zhijin smiled bitterly.

"Zhijin, be careful with him." Lin Yun urged.

"It's okay, anyway, I lose to any of the top fifty. It's enough to earn a thousand-year spirit fruit in vain." Zhijin smiled and looked open.

The draw continues, third, fourth...

One by one, the contestants went forward to draw lots.

All those who are drawn naturally expect to be drawn later, because the people behind are ranked low.

When the Soul Refining Sect came to the stage to draw lots, he was naturally eager to get Lin Yun. He wanted to eliminate Lin Yun in this round, but he did not get Lin Yun.

...

"Jiang Cheng vs. Lin Yun!"

When the 26th place Jiang Cheng draws, Lin Yun finally won.

After Jiang Cheng draws the lottery, he turns his head to look at Lin Yun, showing a malicious smile.

"It turned out to be him, interesting." Lin Yun also raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

When they first entered Xingwu City, Lin Yun and the masters met Jiang Cheng and his master. Jiang Cheng said at the time that if he met Lin Yun at the Wanhua Banquet, he would defeat Lin Yun!

Unexpectedly, I met so soon.

The draw continued, and the draw for fifty people was quickly completed, and the ring game officially began.

In the first game, Jiang Fengyu vs. Ge Mu!

The rest of the contestants returned to their seats and took the stage when it was their turn.

Lin Yun, Mo Qing, and Zhi Jin all returned to the seats of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The two contestants are already in place on the ring, but Na Gemu's face is extremely ugly.

"There is no suspense in this game, I am afraid that the winner can be divided in an instant."

"Yes, the gap between the two sides is too great."

All the guests on the scene sighed while watching the arena.

Sure enough, as soon as the game started, Jiang Fengyu took Ge Mu out of the ring with the momentum of thunder, and successfully advanced to the next round.

Then, in the second game, Li Shi played against Zhijin.

The guests know that this is also a game without suspense.

On the ring.

The game has started.

"You and Lin Yun are both disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect?" Li Shi looked at Zhi Jin indifferently.

"Yes." Zhijin replied.

"Give yourself up, otherwise, I will make you miserable!" Li Shi took a full threatening tone.

"Admit defeat? Sorry, there are no two words for admit defeat in my dictionary." Zhijin's tone was firm.

Zhijin knew that even though he was very different from him in strength, he would lose not only his bones, but also the face of Heavenly Sword Sect!

Even if he is sure to lose, he will never admit defeat!

"Then bear the due price!"

Li Shi's voice fell, and he immediately smashed Zhijin with a stick, which was extremely powerful.

Zhi Jin quickly waved his weapon to accept the move.

boom!

As soon as the contact was made, the terrifying power poured out towards Zhijin!

"puff!"

Zhijin spouted a mouthful of blood, and he flew out directly, and fell heavily under the ring with a'bang'.

"Puff! Puff!"

Zhijin, who fell under the ring, was spraying blood in his mouth, and there were fragments of viscera in it, and his breath was wilted to the extreme.

"Zhijin!"

The Sect Master and the Sky Sword Sect all stood up.

"Li Shi is so cruel!"

The guests present were all amazed.

Lin Yun quickly leaped to Zhijin under the ring and helped him up.

"Eat it." Lin Yun immediately took out a pill and gave it to Zhijin.

After Zhijin took the pill, the decay of his breath stopped.

"Brother, I... I am ashamed of Heaven Sword Sect, cough cough cough!" Zhi Jin's voice was weak.

"This bastard is too ruthless to start. If it weren't for the rules of the ring to kill, he must have killed you!" Lin Yun's dark eyes throbbed with raging anger.

After all, it was the birthday banquet of Emperor Xingwu, so the rules were announced before the game, and no murder was allowed.

Li Shi walked to the edge of the ring and said, "Lin Yun, you don't need to be angry. If you meet me in the ring, you will end up in the same way."

Lin Yun raised his head to look at Li Shi, the anger in his eyes became more intense.

After Li Shi left the words, he flew directly away from the ring, and Lin Yun supported Zhijin and returned to the seat of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Sect Master, I...I didn't lose the backbone of the Heavenly Sword Sect!" Zhi Jin vomited blood, trying to say this.

"This bastard, it was too cruel!" Sect Master's face was filled with anger.

Although he didn't kill Zhijin, he still had only one breath left, relying on the pill to protect his life.

Mei Gu Zhang Lao and other disciples were also angry, Zhi Jin was beaten like this, who is not angry?

"Zhijin, you first refining chemical medicine to heal injuries." Mei Gu Zhang Lao urged.

The foremost throne.

"This Li Shi is a ruthless character," said Emperor Xingwu.

As the second place in the previous round, Li Shi naturally focused on them.

"This kind of ruthless character, I like it. As a monk, how can I do it without a bit of ruthlessness? Let's look at his performance behind him. If it is possible, this seat can bring him under the sect." An immortal said.

On the ring, the next round of competition has already begun, and the suspense of the competition is still low. The third place, Lu Ju, is easily crushed.

Game after game, keep going, and all the former wins.

"Game 26, Jiang Cheng vs. Lin Yun!" Hong Liangzhi sounded through the audience.

"Finally it's my turn!"

Lin Yun raised the corner of his mouth and immediately got up and leaped towards the ring.