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Chapter 1850: The Sword of Inception(2/2)

We should be held accountable.”

Chen Feng sighed and continued: "Ye Feifan said that deliberately before. He must be looking for an opportunity to take revenge in the ranking match."

"No problem, this is the opportunity I gave him." Lin Yun nodded, not too afraid.

If it weren't for the fear of exposing his trump card, he would actually want to join the Tian group.

As long as the sky group enters the top ten, the reward will be higher than the champion of the earth group.

When we arrived at the Tiandao Altar, four battle platforms had been set up in the square, and a large number of people had already gathered.

The battle platform is all made of metal holy materials. It is thirty feet high, hundreds of feet long, and more than five feet wide. It is as towering as a hill.

The entire battle platform is vast in area, and is equipped with top-level spiritual formations, which are difficult to destroy easily even if a half-saint takes action.

All the famous saints from the Tiandao Sect came within a few steps.

There are four battle stages, and the world is dark and yellow. The higher the level, the fewer people sign up.

When Lin Yun stepped onto the Tiandao Altar, there were already many ordinary disciples gathered outside, and they all came to watch the competition.

This is a martial arts battle between the disciples of the Holy Tradition, and it is also the biggest event of the sect at the end of the year, but they can only exist as spectators.

"Many older disciples have come. I remember Senior Brother Huang Xuan has grandchildren. He is already over ninety years old."

"It doesn't matter if you are over ninety years old. If someone has reached the Nirvana realm, it is possible for him to reach the semi-saint level in fifty years. By then, his longevity will be completely different."

"With so many older generation saint disciples, I'm afraid the new saints may not have much chance. These people's cultivation is too profound."

"You don't know this, right? It's not difficult for the older saints to be in the top ten, but the real top three have always been younger saints with few exceptions."

"Bai Shuying is here!"

Suddenly, there was a sensation outside the Tiandao Altar, and the appearance of the Orchid Saint immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

She was very calm, and just as others expected, she directly chose the Tian group.

There are not many people in the Tian group, less than a hundred people.

But everyone has at least five yuan of nirvana cultivation, either a saint who is nearly a hundred years old, or a monster who is very young.

If these people leave Tiandao Sect, they will almost all be extremely famous monsters in the Eastern Wilderness, and few of their peers can compete with them.

When Lin Yun appeared, it also caused quite a stir.

Many eyes fell on him, curious as to which group he would choose.

There are four groups of heaven, earth, black and yellow, and the yellow group has the most people. Almost all the new saints choose this group.

Some people who have reached Nirvana still choose this group, preferring to have the head of a chicken rather than the tail of a phoenix.

The champion of the yellow group is also much better than the bottom of the other groups.

In fact, contrary to what others think, the most competitive group every year is the young people in the yellow group.

Soon, Lin Yun passed by this group.

“I didn’t choose the yellow group!”

"I didn't choose the mysterious group either!"

The crowd gradually became quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Yun, seeing him signing up in front of the battle stage.

"Are you sure?"

The referee of the fourth group was a semi-saint. When he saw Lin Yun coming over, he reminded him: "Generally, if you don't have the Nirvana realm, you won't choose this group. If you choose the Death Mystery realm, you are seeking death."

"Then let me see how to write the word death."

Lin Yun smiled, took up his pen and wrote the words Ye Qingtian on the registration book.

Everyone took a breath, Ye Qingtian actually chose the earth team this time.

"Ouyang He and Chen Zhong must have chosen this group."

"With Lin Yun's cultivation in the Death Mysterious Realm, why is he joining in the fun there..."

"Ye Qingtian, you really dare to choose the land group!"

Just as everyone was whispering, a figure came over and headed towards the registration office for the ground group.

But when everyone saw the appearance of the visitor, there was not much surprise in their eyes. It was Ye Feifan, the saint of Daoyang Palace.

But there was another person beside him. When everyone saw this person, their expressions changed slightly.

Zhang Yue!

His injuries actually recovered. Not only did he recover, but his cultivation level seemed to have reached a higher level, reaching the level of Four-Yuan Nirvana.

"Ye Qingtian, long time no see."
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