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Chapter 44 Lin Mou is not talented(2/2)

Beard Feng!

This name is like thunder, he is powerful, his talent is abnormal, and his cultivation is at the eighth level of martial arts.

No one can shake the number one position in the outer sect.

There are countless stories about him, and he is a legendary figure among the outer sect of Qingyun Sect.

"Senior Brother Hu, I will not give up!"

The disciple who was facing him looked nervous and said with some anxiety.

"It doesn't matter."

Hu Xiufeng said lightly, raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

Bang!

His footsteps remained motionless, and with the help of his eighth-level martial arts skills behind him, he struck out with a palm in the air.

He forcefully knocked his opponent out of the ring.

"So strong!"

Lin Yun was slightly shocked, the eighth level of martial arts, this is the terrifying cultivation level of the eighth level of martial arts.

"Hu Feng, Hu Feng!"

The audience cheered loudly, and many outer disciples shouted his name.

When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the martial arts arena, the entire knockout round was completed.

Lin Yun calmly defeated his opponents in the third round, successfully entered the top ten in the mid-year assessment, and completed a counterattack that seemed impossible to ordinary people.

From the sword slave to the outer disciple, and then from the outer disciple, fight your way out.

Ten people climbed onto the high platform and stood on the same stage as the inner disciples and sect elders.

"Yes, congratulations on being among the top ten in the mid-year assessment. Afterwards, everyone can go to the Zongwu Hall to receive a reward. Now, you still have the right to challenge the inner disciples once!"

Sect leader Bai Mingming said softly with a smile on his face.

For inner disciples, the competition is more intense, and the rankings vary greatly among different disciples.

Now the power is given to ten people. If they defeat the veteran inner disciples, they can directly obtain the opponent's ranking.

However, most of the ten people present seemed relatively calm.

The sect is focused on competition, but in the final analysis it is more about human relationships and has deeper factions.

To challenge the opponent in front of so many people is to make it clear that you look down on the opponent, so it's easy to win.

If you lose, after the mid-year assessment, the other party may not know how they will retaliate against you.

Of course, Hu Feng is definitely an exception. No one will compare him with himself.

Almost as soon as the sect master finished speaking, he raised his head and stared at an inner disciple and said: "Hu is not talented and would like to ask Senior Brother Feng for advice."

The inner disciple, who was called Senior Brother Feng, did not show any anger. He smiled bitterly and said: "I was defeated by you a month ago. Asking for advice is really out of the question, so I admit defeat."

Give up...

Such a scene is both unexpected and reasonable.

Overall, it didn't cause much trouble.

"Who else dares to step forward and give it a try? Is Huo Feng the only one with such courage?"

The sect master Bai Tianming smiled and encouraged softly.

But no one responded, most of them bowed their heads and said nothing. After all, not everyone has the eighth level of martial arts cultivation like Hu Feng.

It would be reasonable for him to go up and challenge him, but it would be an accident if he didn't go up.

"Lin is not talented and is willing to give it a try!"

Just when everyone thinks no one wants it.

Lin Yun had a firm look on his face, spoke in a clear tone, and said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!
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