I asked you to seize the opportunity, but you also seized your senior sister?

Lin Yuan stood up and headed for the Thunder Hall.

After entering the Thunder Hall, he found that in addition to Xue Qinghan, the head of Zongwu Peak, Shen Qingyan, and the head of Yujian Peak, Xiao Yunyi, were also in the Thunder Hall.

"Hello, two peak masters."

Lin Yuan took the initiative to greet them, and then looked at Xue Qinghan: "Master called me here, is there anything you want to do?"

Xue Qinghan glanced at him and said: "I plan to let you have a friendly match with the disciples of the two peaks."

"Friendly match?"

Lin Yuan was stunned after hearing this, and looked at Xue Qinghan in confusion.

"Yeah."

Xue Qinghan nodded lightly, and then said: "There are still more than four months before the enrollment of the Eastern Wasteland Saint Academy. Your martial arts cultivation is enough now. From now on, you have to focus on improving your practical combat ability."

"Yes."

Lin Yuan nodded, and then looked at Xue Qinghan with some curiosity: "Master, how is this friendly match arranged?"

"You alone will challenge all the true disciples of Zongwu Peak and Yujian Peak."

Xue Qinghan seemed to have expected Lin Yuan to ask this question, and answered as a matter of course.

"What?!"

Lin Yuan's eyes widened immediately after hearing this.

He thought that Xue Qinghan's friendly match was a friendly exchange between himself and the true disciples selected from Zongwu Peak and Yujian Peak.

But he didn't expect that Xue Qinghan actually planned it this way.

For a moment, Lin Yuan was surprised and couldn't help but sigh that this was really the style of his own master.

"Lin Yuanzi, let's go, we have arranged everything."

Shen Qingyan, the head of Zongwu Peak, smiled and said, "You will go to Zongwu Peak with me today and Yujian Peak tomorrow. We have prepared the venue for you."

Lin Yuan had no choice but to nod.

But when he followed Shen Qingyan to Zongwu Peak, he found that he was still too naive.

In front of the main hall of Zongwu Peak, a ring was set up with a banner on it.

"All people outside Leifeng are useless. If you don't accept it, come and fight!"

Lin Yuan stared at the banner for more than ten breaths before turning to look at Shen Qingyan.

He could feel it.

Since he came to Zongwu Peak, many hostile eyes have been on him.

If eyes can kill, they can kill.

Lin Yuan felt that he might have been stabbed by the disciples of Zongwu Peak.

"Don't look at me, this is what your master asked."

Shen Qingyan spread his hands, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with him, "When your senior sister Yinyin first entered the fourth level of body forging, she also experienced the same thing."

"..."

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes speechlessly.

I don't know why.

He now understands why the four peak masters looked at him with sympathy when they left the Thunder Hall last time.

"Okay, without further ado, you stand on the stage directly."

"Every disciple of these two Zongwu Peaks is waiting for you to come."

Shen Qingyan said with a smile.

That's it.

He waved his hand, and a stream of vitality wrapped around Lin Yuan, sending him directly to the stage.

At the same time, Shen Qingyan's voice rang out everywhere in Zongwu Peak.

"Dear disciples, this is a threat. All of us in Zongwu Peak are Lin Yuan, the disciple of Feirao Leifeng. Anyone who wants to challenge him can come and challenge him."

"Whoever can defeat him will be rewarded by this peak master."

On the stage, Lin Yuan's face suddenly turned black.

He couldn't help cursing in his heart. Shen Qingyan was not a good guy. He added fuel to the fire and made himself the target of public criticism.

"What a big tone, Junior Brother Lin, right? Let me see what you can do."

At this time, a muffled shout sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged strong man with a height of nine feet and muscular body jumped onto the stage.

"Zongwu Peak's true disciple, Nangong Meng, seventh level of Tongxuan, please teach me."

This strong man didn't give Lin Yuan a chance to speak at all, and punched him in the face directly.

Nangong Meng mainly practiced boxing, with big moves, plus the powerful cultivation of the seventh level of Tongxuan.

This punch actually created a lot of sonic booms, and it seemed that Lin Yuan would be blown away on the spot.

Lin Yuan could only face the blow helplessly.

Fortunately, his physical cultivation was strong, and his cultivation broke through the fourth level of Tongxuan, so his vitality increased several times compared to before. He took out the Longyuan Sword from the storage ring and stabbed Nangong Meng with a sword.

Boom!

Nangong Meng's fist hit Lin Yuan's chest, and the Longyuan Sword just happened to hit the opponent's throat.

Lin Yuan stood there motionless. He was punched in the chest by Nangong Meng, but he didn't even take a step back. He just looked at the opponent calmly.

"Thank you."

Nangong Meng took a deep breath, retracted his fist, and bowed slightly to Lin Yuan.

In the previous punch, he felt that his strength was like a drop in the ocean. A punch hit Lin Yuan's chest, but it had no effect on him.

But.

Losing is losing, and anything else is just an excuse.

He jumped off the ring in disappointment.

Before Lin Yuan could catch his breath, another Zongwu Peak disciple jumped onto the stage.

"Chen Jinsong, seventh level Tongxuan, please teach me."

The Zongwu Peak disciple who came onto the stage held a long stick, and after exchanging greetings with Lin Yuan, he did not hesitate to attack directly.

Lin Yuan faced the challenge again

After the two encounters, the Longyuan Sword cut off the long stick in the hands of the Zongwu Peak disciple, and Lin Yuan sheathed the sword and said calmly.

"Thank you."

Zongwu Peak disciple Chen Jinsong left the stage in dismay.

For the next four hours.

Lin Yuan never stopped accepting challenges.

There are a total of 42 disciples in Zongwu Peak, and more than 30 of them have challenged him. So far, Lin Yuan has not lost a single match.

"Continue."

Lin Yuan kicked the Zongwu Peak disciple who had just challenged him off the stage. The continuous high-intensity battles made even him a little tired.

But after more than 30 consecutive battles.

Lin Yuan's entire spirit and energy have almost reached the peak.

Even though the remaining Zongwu Peak disciples are basically at the eighth and ninth levels of Tongxuan, he is not afraid at all.

"If you are tired, you can stop and rest."

Shen Qingyan has been watching Lin Yuan accept the challenge. At this time, with his strength as a Dao Palace Venerable, he can naturally see that Lin Yuan has begun to feel a little tired.

So he reminded him out loud.

"No need."

Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and rejected Shen Qingyan's proposal.

He had already vaguely realized the purpose of Xue Qinghan arranging this "friendly match" -

She wanted him to use the Zongwu and Yujian peaks to hone his invincible momentum in the Tongxuan realm.

Therefore, he would never give up easily until the last moment.

"Okay, let's continue. Who's next?"

Shen Qingyan did not force it. He looked at Lin Yuan with more approval, and then looked towards his own Zongwu Peak.

"Master, I'd better give up..."

A voice that Lin Yuan was very familiar with came from the disciples of Zongwu Peak.

After hearing it, Lin Yuan looked at the disciples of Zongwu Peak and found that the next person who should challenge him was Jiang Yingxu.

Jiang Yingxu looked at Shen Qingyan with a bitter face:

"I'm only at the second level of Tongxuan. You don't let me use my treasures. How can I beat Senior Brother Lin..."