Looking at Lin Yun, who was still young, Ren Tong was envious and sighed: "I really envy you young people, alas."

Lin Yun didn't want to say anything, but the last sigh made him tugge a string in Lin Yun's heart.

“Stay.”

"I have admitted defeat, do you want to humiliate me?" Ren Tong turned around and frowned.

Because Ye Qingtian had a bad reputation, he thought so immediately.

Lin Yun shook his head and said seriously: "The swordsman in my eyes has nothing to do with age. Our blood is like a volcano erupting, and our passion strikes the wind and waves. There are infinite fantasies in our hearts. The young man standing at the foot of the mountain will never give up, and men will be young until death!"

That's what he thought and did the same.

He is indeed not old, but he is twenty-four years old, and he has experienced more life and death and emotions than the other party.

But the passionate heart has never been cold.

Ren Tong thought Lin Yun was going to humiliate him, but he was stunned on the spot after saying this.

Not only him, but many people who heard this looked extremely shocked.

This is really not like what Ye Qingtian could say, but it is inexplicably swelling.

The young man standing at the foot of the mountain will never give up, and men will be young men until they die!

Chen Feng was shocked. This was the eldest brother he used to be.

He looked at Lin Yun in a white holy robe on the stage, and felt that the other person's back was taller than the mountain.

"Is this Senior Brother Ye? After the prodigal son turned around, he was really reborn."

"Ye Qing is so naive!"

"No wonder he was favored by the two saints. Senior Brother Ye has really changed."

A group of female disciples outside the field had their eyes full of bright colors, and their eyes looked at Lin Yun with a blushing face.

Off the stage, Zhang Yue and Ye Feifan looked embarrassed and both had their faces turned pale.

"You can really pretend." Zhang Yue glanced at it.

Ye Feifan said coldly: "Look at how he ends up afterwards!"

...

"I've been taught." Ren Tong showed guilt on his face, bowed his hands and hurriedly stepped down.

Afterwards, Lin Yun defeated his opponent one after another and made a nine-game winning streak.

Lin Yun was very disappointed in this group!

His clever swordsmanship, his cold and arrogant character, and his passionate bold statement completely impressed everyone present.

The defeated person has extremely bitter expressions.

At first I thought I had divided into ten groups and I picked up a soft persimmon, but now it seems that it is not the case.

No matter how bitter it is, these nine people did not look dissatisfied, they were all convinced.

Two hours later, the results of the other nine groups also came out.

All the players in Zero have kept their positions and have been promoted to the top ten together.

Wang Muyan, Zhang Yue, Ye Feifan, Lin Tongbei, Wang Ziyue... Ye Qingtian.

A total of ten people stood on the battlefield after the complete merger.

Many inner disciples and holy disciples in the audience held their breath and were very nervous.

The final is coming!

There are almost every ten people on the stage who are easy to mess with. It is too intense to compete for one of them.

Before, everyone thought that Wang Muyan must be the top spot, but now it seems that it is really hard to say.

They were very nervous, and the faces of the Holy Land elders on the Altar of Heaven gradually became tense.

Especially Saint Tu You and Da Sheng Long Yun, the Tianxuan Sword Saint, with a calm expression and aloofness.

On the vast battlefield, Chi Yun's half-saint slowly fell down, and his eyes swept over Lin Yun and others.

"Congratulations on entering the top ten. Like in previous years, the ranking battle is only the top ten and the top ten."

Chi Yun half-saint said lightly.

Simply put, the meaning of this is that there is only the first place, no second place, and the first place is the same.

It's cruel, but it's also realistic.

What people can remember is always the first. For many arrogant people, the second and third are not glory, but humiliation.

"The rules are the same as before. Whoever stands up will be the player Zero. You can challenge one by one or challenge several people at once."

Chi Yun, the half-saint, arrived: "Player Zero's privilege remains unchanged, and it is still allowed to fail once, and others will be eliminated if they lose."

None of the ten people present moved. Wang Muyan looked lazy and smiled, not very interested.

Zhang Yue, Ye Feifan and others pretended not to hear it.

The privileges of player Zero are not attractive at all. For people of their level, if you lose once, you will still lose again.

The reason is nothing, the spirit is gone, and the trump card is seen.

"No one takes the initiative, just draw lots." Chi Yun Bansaint said lightly, either.

"I'll do it."

Just as he was about to draw lots, Lin Yun stood up directly, with a frank expression, and came directly to the middle of Chi Yun's semi-saint.

Zhang Yue and others were stunned at first, then smiled and the corners of their mouths were involuntarily raised.

Player Zero is basically useless!

On the altar, Tu You Shengzun smiled and said, "This little guy is indeed the same as what Long Yun said. His character has not changed and he is high-profile and ostentatious. This is indeed easy to die!"

Long Yun's Great Saint cursed in his heart, but he was very calm on the surface, and smiled faintly: "My disciple is so powerful that I can't be low-key, you don't understand, Saint Tu You, you don't understand!"

Saint Tu You smiled awkwardly, seeing that he was still holding on, he thought to himself, see if you can laugh out loud later.

...

"Prince Yue, come on!"

Lin Yun was not polite and directly called Wang Ziyue, and the first opponent chose him.

Wang Ziyue's face changed slightly, and he was a little reluctant.

The turtle sword technique he had lost to Lin Yun before was very unwilling to accept, and he was determined to kill back from the loser group and then return to his face.

But when Lin Yun was really named, he didn't have that strong intention.

It’s not that I’m afraid of Lin Yun, but I just don’t want to fight him so early, but in fact... I’m just timid.

In contrast to him, Lin Yun smiled easily and said, "Prince Yue, I don't think of the way to crack it."

Prince Yue said lightly: "Guess!"

He actually thought of a cracking method that day and was looking forward to Lin Yun using the Xuan Lei Sword Technique again, which would give him a big surprise.

"A secluded orchid in front of the courtyard!"

Wang Ziyue used his old trick again and used the orchid sword technique again, and vibrant orchids bloomed on the ground.

The orchids in the valley, the fragrance of flowers is changing thousands of times, and the vitality is endless.

"This is another trick..."

Lin Yun smiled. He had a hard time adapting to it last time, but now he really doesn't take it seriously.

"The God's Sky destroyed all things!"

Lin Yun swung his sword, and black Netherworld flowers bloomed on the ground, and the dead spirit filled with them, and everything began to wither.

Rumble!

The tornado formed by two petals swept towards each other with the sword in their hands.

One side is filled with a strong dead aura, the other side is full of vitality, and they are blessed by their own sword intent.

After several breaths, the tornado formed by the petals each reached an extremely terrifying height of 100 feet.

The sky changed drastically, and everyone's hearts were terrified. Is this just a sword so scary?

This is a battle between life and death, and it is also a collision between swords.

Bang!

Two tornadoes collided fiercely, making a shocking sound, spreading the sky and splashing everywhere.

clang clang!

The two tornadoes were equal and gradually blended together, the sky was thunder and clouds rolling, and the sky was extremely terrifying.

Whoosh!
To be continued...