The point of not being able to use magic weapons was in Lin Yun’s favour, after all, Lin Yun had no magic weapons.
The main reason for not being allowed to use magic weapons was to test the strength of the disciples themselves.
After the Grand Elder’s announcement, the group matches officially began.
Each group of 5 people, each person would fight the players in the group once, the winner would get a point, and the two people with the highest points in the group. Were able to get out of the line.
If they came out at the top of the group, they would have a draw advantage when the next draw was made.
At the fourth group ring.
Lin Yun was the first to fight Zhang Jian.
At the ring.
Being knocked out of this ring of the ring was considered a defeat, or if a party voluntarily conceded defeat, it was considered a defeat, and the match would now begin! The referee said.
There was a deacon as a referee for each of the five group rings.
This ring was huge. It was completely sufficient for play.
After the referee announced the start, Lin Yun didn’t rush to make a move.
”Zhang Jian, I really didn’t expect that we’d be drawn into a group for the group stage. And the first match is against you. Lin Yun looked at Zhang Jian with a furtive gaze.
”Lin Yun, what are you so arrogant about, you’ll only make it into the top ten at best, and there are plenty of people who can clean you up later in the promotion tournament.” Zhang Jian said viciously.
I don’t know if there are people who can clean me up later, but I know that the person who is being cleaned up right now, is you!
After Lin Yun’s words fell, the red-blooded sword in his hand swung directly towards Zhang Jian.
Although Zhang Jian was a second stage YuanYing, he had been cultivating for a short period of time, and compared to those old second stage YuanYing disciples who had been cultivating for a long period of time, there was still a considerable gap.
Zhang Jian immediately met the attack with a long spear, just like a viper coming out.
Clang!
After the weapons collided, the powerful force directly hit Zhang Jian as he retreated back and forth.
This was just Lin Yun’s ordinary attack, and Zhang Jian was having trouble even parrying it.
Shocking Heavenly Fist!
Zhang Jian knew that he couldn’t fight Lin Yun, he immediately catalysed his big move.
Surging internal energy. It surged up inside Zhang Jian’s body.
In the next moment, a huge golden fist shadow, condensed in mid-air before it slammed into Lin Yun.
Zhang Jian had joined the inner sect of the sanctuary for more than three months, and his strength had refined a bit.
This move was a few points stronger than the power he had catalysed during the trial mountain.
It was childish. Lin Yun smiled coldly.
Xuan Di Sword Technique second stance, break it for me!
Lin Yun directly urged his inner strength and slashed his sword at the oncoming golden fist shadow.
Ka-ching!
The golden fist shadow was directly chopped in half.
Lin Yun had once faced this move from Zhang Jian when he was still a Jindan, and was still injured.
Although Zhang Jian’s strength had improved somewhat, Lin Yun had improved more than him, by far too much!
Zhang Jian, take the move!
After Lin Yun chopped through Zhang Jian’s big move, he directly put away his Red Blood Sword and struck his internal energy onto his fist, then he exploded his Phantom Mystery Technique, and with amazing speed, he rushed in front of Zhang Jian, and his fist smashed hard into him.
Boom!
The fist landed on Zhang Jian’s face. It directly hit him and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his entire body directly flying backwards towards the outside of the ring.
Want to end it like this? Dream on!
Lin Yun continued to break out the Welcome Misty Technique, completely exploding his speed, instantly rushing in the direction of Zhang Jian’s backwards flight, directly rushing to him on his way to flying backwards.
At this time, Zhang Jian happened to be flying backwards in front of Lin Yun.
Lin Yun slammed his fist again, directly smashing Zhang Jian, from the edge of the ring, back into the ring.
Pfft!
Zhang Jian smashed into the centre of the ring, his face smashed by the fist, his mother didn’t even recognise him anymore.
The referee was a little confused, just now, Zhang Jian would have clearly flown backwards out of the ring, and the match would have been declared over.
As a result, Lin Yun rushed up to stop Zhang Jian from flying backwards, and then hardened his fist. He smashed him back into the centre of the ring.
What kind of operation is this?
Lin Yun …… What are you doing!
Zhang Jian was lying on his back in the ring, his gaze ghostly and venomous as he stared at Lin Yun, blood stains still hanging from the corners of his mouth.
I’m not going to knock you out of the ring, I’m going to beat you slowly. Beat you until you admit defeat yourself! An eerie smile surfaced at the corner of Lin Yun’s mouth.
If Lin Yun really wanted to defeat him, he could have sent him flying out of the ring in a single move with a full outburst.
The fact that Lin Yun didn’t do that was to slowly clean him up.
After the words fell, Lin Yun once again struck his internal force onto his fist and ruthlessly smashed it against Zhang Jian.
Lin Yun controlled his power so that he wouldn’t kill him, so he wouldn’t break the ring rules either.
Bang!
Lin Yun’s fist turned on a dime. Once again, it accurately smashed Zhang Jian’s face, sending him flying.
Haha, Brother Yun did a great job!
After seeing this scene, the white sharks under the stage shouted, not to mention how relieved they were.
The other disciples were also talking, stating that Lin Yun was really a ruthless person, and that there was really no good fruit to eat when they messed with him.
On the stage.
Lin Yun’s fist. It whistled and attacked Zhang Jian once again.
I admit defeat! I admit defeat! Zhang Jian shouted in a hurry.
The referee heard this, and only then did he rush to Zhang Jian to stop the attacking Lin Yun.
In this round, Lin Yun wins, gaining one point! The referee announced.
As for that Zhang Jian, his face was already swollen beyond recognition, his features were somewhat deformed, he was as wretched as he could be.
The judges’ table.
This Lin Yun, what a disgrace, it’s just a competition, beating someone up like that. The second elder said sorrowfully.
Zhang Jian was his nephew and grandson after all, and of course he wasn’t happy that Zhang Jian had been beaten up like that.
Of course, it was useless for him to complain. Lin Yun hadn’t violated the rules of the match.
Next, the tournament continued.
For the group matches, each group played ten matches, and each person would play four times.
The matches of the other groups. They were also in full swing.
When Lin Yun wasn’t on the field fighting, he was also observing the battles in the other group matches.
It was soon Lin Yun’s turn once again.
This time, the one who was facing off was again a disciple under the second elder, with a strength of second-stage YuanYing. His fighting strength was a shade stronger than Zhang Jian.
But when it came to Lin Yun, he was still far behind.
Lin Yun showed no mercy and beat him up again until the disciple was hammered into admitting defeat.
Lin Yun smoothly claimed two wins.
Third round. Lin Yun faced a disciple under the Grand Elder, this person was named Tang Xinwen and was a peak second stage YuanYing.
Tang Xinwen was a peak second stage YuanYing and had quite a few tricks up his sleeve, so this time Lin Yun was afraid that he had met his match.
Indeed, Tang Xinwen’s Sixteen Hegemony Blades were practiced to perfection, and amongst all the second-order YuanYing disciples, they were able to be ranked in the forefront, and if the Sixteen Hegemony Blades were successfully linked together, an ordinary third-order YuanYing disciple would have to avoid the front for the time being.
……
There was a murmur on the stage.
The first brother, cheers! Eldest senior brother, cheers!
The disciples under Elder Xiong’s seat all cheered for Lin Yun.
On the ring.
Lin Yun, I’ve heard about you for a long time, today, senior brother, I’ll see if you’re that divine, your myth, it’s up to me, Tang Xinwen, to break it. Tang Xinwen is holding a battle sword, his battle intent is overpowering.
Senior brother, make a move, let me learn from you. Lin Yun arched his hand.
Brother, be careful!
Sixteen Swords.
Tang Xinwen swung his battle sword, and it was instantly wrapped in flames.
Immediately.
The battle sword came out!
