The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 42: Fresh clothes, angry horses, flames and flowers

Qingyunzong, performance field.

The Quartet has long been overcrowded, and more than 2,000 disciples from the outer sect have enclosed the martial arts field.

Today is the second round of the mid-year assessment. The top ten disciples will be selected and enter the outer door.

It is also a cruel knockout. If you lose only one game, you will lose your qualifications.

The 80 people who were killed from the outer disciples were all leaders. The level of the duel can be imagined.

A disciple rushed over early, just to occupy a higher position.

On the high platform, Zongmen elders and inner disciples gathered together.

But there seems to be something wrong with the situation.

The outer disciple Zhou Yun on the main ring has been on the stage for five minutes, but still no opponent is seen.

"What's the matter, why is Lin Yun late again?"

"What the **** is this sword slave, he was late once or twice, did he take the rules of the sect in his eyes!"

"It hasn't been more than ten minutes. Strictly speaking, it is not late, but this is still a bit too disrespectful."

"Hey, do you guys say you are afraid of death and abstaining? I have heard that Zhou Yun has already announced that this sword slave will be abolished today!"

"That's right, you said that, it's really possible. If it's me, it's better to abstain than to be abolished."

The disciples from the Quartet talked about everything, and the noise was endless.

On the high platform, a certain elder frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This sword slave is really arrogant, I think it will be the case!"

The other elders had no interface when they heard this, because this elder was Zhou Yun's biological father.

"Don't worry, wait a minute. Elder Zhou, it's better to be more tolerant to younger generations. If ten minutes have passed, it is not too late to deal with it according to the rules."

The lord who sits in the center smiled slightly during Tianming and calmed the opponent.

The incense burner outside the ring is filled with green smoke, and the incense is about to burn out.

DaDaDa!

At this moment, there was a fierce sound of horseshoes outside the martial arts arena, and a sharp edge swept across with momentum.

"Monster!"

"Outside the martial arts field, how come there are monsters!"

Many outside disciples turned around and looked at them with surprise on their faces.

Even the elders on the stage and the inner disciples were a little puzzled.

But when they saw it clearly, they were shocked and their faces changed wildly.

It's Lin Yun!

I saw Lin Yun riding a tall, mighty, **** dragon horse full of anger, galloping.

Due to the deterrence of the blood dragon horse, many outside disciples hurriedly gave way before Lin Yun had arrived.

Last year in the ring, Zhou Yun was taken aback for a while, and he glanced at him and saw that the incense on the incense burner had burned to the root.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth. This battle seemed to be won directly.

But at this moment, Lin Yun on the blood dragon horse showed a stubborn look on his delicate face. Raising the rein fiercely, the blood dragon horse roared, taking advantage of the momentum of rushing all the way, leaping hard.

Wow!

Flying over the heads of countless people, the blood dragon horse leaped into the air and landed heavily on the ring.

With a fierce sway of the rein, the blood dragon horse's forelimbs leaped high, and amidst the roar, the violent impact was cancelled out abruptly.

On the ring, horseshoes are flying.

Under the light of the morning sun, the young man's long hair is flying, showing his ostentation. Xianyi angry horse, look firm, not seeing the flames and bustling, never look back!

He must come for this battle!

For a time, the screen on stage seemed to be frozen by time,

Many outside disciples were so shocked by this scene that they were completely speechless.

The horse's hoof fell again, Lin Yun turned over and dismounted, and looked at the referee: "Fortunately, it’s the last minute and we can start."

"Oh...oh..."

The referee replied a little dazedly, and then said: "You horse?"

Lin Yun slightly patted the neck of the blood dragon horse and said: "Xiao Hong, go down."

I don't know what its name is at Yun's house, Lin Yun just pulled one and drove the blood dragon horse off the ring.

The blood dragon horse was called Xiaohong with an unhappy face, but under Lin Yun's gentle pat, he obediently stepped down.

When he stepped off the stage, the violent temper of the blood dragon horse was undoubtedly revealed.

The outer disciples around me were bitter and cursed.

"This beast, stay away."

"Oh, don't kick me..."

Kick anyone who scolds. It's a little overlord. It makes nearby disciples try to stay away.

The audience is lively, but there is no loss on the stage.

When Zhou Yun saw Lin Yun, who was late, he was already angry, and he didn't expect Lin Yun to jump up.

Xianyi angered the horse, completely covering his limelight.

To know this duel, in everyone's eyes, Lin Yun has no chance of winning. Everyone is looking at how miserable Lin Yun, who has risen as a dark horse, will lose this way!

But who knows, Lin Yun, who everyone thought should be a man with his tail clipped, appeared on the stage in such a shocking way.

"Brother Zhou, kill this sword slave and beat him back to his original form!"

Before it officially started, there was a roar from the audience, but it was Zhou Yun's dog-leg Chen Xiao.

He was struck by Lin Yun and couldn't get up. He was hit hard and missed the mid-year assessment.

It can be said that I hated Lin Yun to death, and the first one called out.

In a short while, the outer disciples who had a better relationship with Zhou Yun rang one after another.

No one cheered Lin Yun in the huge martial arts field.

Single power, but Lin Yun has no fear, his eyes are clear and bright.

"In the second round, whoever loses will be eliminated. Please make sure to go all out and start!"

The referee glanced at the two of them, and after announcing the start aloud, he stepped back from the ring.

This battle was highly anticipated, the field suddenly became quiet, and everyone held their breath.

Under countless gazes, Zhou Yun smiled softly: "When I watched you overtime, there was actually a pity in my heart. Lin Yun, it's really good for you to show up!"

The last two words were extremely heavy by Zhou Yun. When these words fell, his face was cold and terrifying.

"Kneel down!"

Unexpectedly, with almost no signs, Zhou Yun suddenly shouted.

Like thunder on the ground, deafening, with the appearance of the word "kneeling", his body's martial arts seven-fold peak aura erupted frantically.

Like a violent storm, it was overwhelmingly shrouded towards Lin Yun.

For a time, a strong wind blew up on the stage and rustled.

"So powerful!"

"This week Yun, I have been hiding strength before, which is almost completely comparable to the disciples of Budo Eightfold."

"It seems that he is going to humiliate this sword slave severely."

The exclamation of the audience sounded, a little surprised that Zhou Yun's true aura was so prosperous.

The majestic momentum instantly enveloped Lin Yun.

Suddenly feeling the pressure, the whole body, limbs and limbs are all restrained.

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and only when he really faced Zhou Yun's momentum did he know the horror of the other party.

The gap between the two realms is like a chasm, insurmountable.

Oops...

My internal energies are also restricted.

There was a hint of horror in Lin Yun's eyes. He didn't expect that his inner strength was also restricted.

If the internal energy fails to work, the dragons and tigers will become powerful, they will not be able to display them at all.

"Hold it up? I see how long you can hold it!"

Seeing Lin Yun just looked ugly and didn't kneel down.

Zhou Yun yelled coldly and approached step by step.

As he approached step by step, the pressure on Lin Yun's body multiplied.

Quit!

Lin Yun couldn't bear it, every time the opponent took a step, he took a difficult step back.

Before officially fighting, the gap in realm made Lin Yun embarrassed.

"Sure enough...this is the gap, even if it is some adventure, the sword slave is still a sword slave after all."

"The background is still a bit lacking. Compared with senior foreign disciples like Zhou Yun, the gap is too big."

"Hehe, I see how he got off the stage. Just now he was very prestigious."

"This is called the Xianshibao, coming soon!"

The disciples underneath were not surprised by the battle on the stage at all. Many people showed mockery~IndoMTL.com~ Was this defeated?

But I...but I haven't even sent the Tianyuan Pill, and I don't even have the right to walk in front of that person.

I haven't seen the flames and flowers, I haven't seen this martial arts flourishing age, I still have the dream of lofty ambitions.

My heart...unwilling!

Under the immense pressure, the intense unwillingness shook in Lin Yun's heart, and blood was flowing all over his body.

Recalling in his mind, when he was forced into a desperate situation by the golden man, Lin Yun gradually showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Death never made me give up, let alone now?

Pure Yang Gong, move me!

The pure Yang Gong at its peak, under Lin Yun's strong will, finally broke free from the restriction of the opponent's aura.

Wow!

Once it flows, it is like a river of Phaeton, rushing continuously.

"I still want to struggle, but I didn't agree!"

Zhou Yun, who was pressing every step of the way, keenly noticed the changes in Lin Yun's inner strength, and the corners of his mouth raised a touch of mockery.

Walking two steps quickly, between raising his hands, he blasted out with a punch.

He came out of a cave like a poisonous snake, sinister and venomous, and did not intend to give Lin Yun any chance at all.

When the mad dragon opens his eyes and the tiger returns to the mountain, how can he stop it!

Did you ever hear the sound of the wind, did you see the clouds rolling. That's Tenglong going to sea, that's the tiger roaring and the sky...

That's the wind from the dragon, the cloud from the tiger, the wind and the cloud converge, the dragon and the tiger give birth to power!

Lin Yun took one step forward, and in an instant, the wind and clouds rose together, shattering the aura surrounding him.

With a punch, there is a red light burning like a blaze, eyes flashing like bright light, and there is a sharp edge between the eyebrows.

He depressed him for a long time, shouted wildly, venting all his unwillingness and anger.

Boom!

A situation that no one thought of with two fists, suddenly happened.

Zhou Yun, who rushed forward quickly, was blown away by a punch, groaning.