Supreme Martial God Technique

Not only Wu Yun thought so, Yue Yiren also thought so.

Therefore, in the first few games, or in other words, all the games without Xiao Lin and Nie Kun, Wu Yun and Yue Yiren were too lazy to watch.

Most of the time, they even closed their eyes to rest.

In Wu Yun's words, the fight between the trash was not worth watching at all.

If you don't even bother to watch the fight, then the victory or defeat is even less important.

And soon, it came to the third game, which belonged to Xiao Lin.

Wu Yun's eyes finally had some spirit.

Yue Yiren, the same.

Xiao Lin came on stage, and standing opposite him was a disciple of Pengyu Sect.

That person was not strong, and in front of Xiao Lin, he could be described as very weak.

Pseudo-saint realm, first level.

Speaking of Xiao Lin, he perfectly accepted the Taoist tradition of the founder of Xiaoyang Sect, and the aura he exuded gave people an inexplicable sense of depth.

It was the feeling that people could not see the bottom at a glance.

Although he knew the other party's cultivation, he still felt that he couldn't see through it.

Wu Yun even had an inexplicable feeling. He felt that he seemed to have underestimated Xiao Lin before.

This guy seemed to be more difficult to deal with than Wu Yun imagined.

Of course, this was just Wu Yun's feeling. The specific situation would only be revealed in the battle.

But the more so, the more curious Wu Yun was about him.

The more he wanted to see how Xiao Lin attacked in this battle, and what the power driven by the Taoist inheritance would be like.

However, the result seemed to disappoint Wu Yun a little.

Because, when the people from Pengyu Sect came up, it was only five breaths.

Even before the referee Bai Feng Taoist announced the start of the fight, the disciples of Pengyu Sect put their hands on their chests and respectfully saluted Xiao Lin.

He admitted defeat.

That's right, he didn't even fight at all, he just admitted defeat directly.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand.

Many people in the audience even praised the wise Pengyu Sect disciple for making the right choice.

And Wu Yun also understood.

Disappointingly, Wu Yun's idea of ​​seeing Xiao Lin take action was dashed.

There was no other way.

Since the other party had admitted defeat directly, this match was automatically divided into Xiao Lin's victory.

Next, it was the fourth match.

Wu Yun did not watch the fourth match much.

Then it was the fifth match.

When it came to the fifth match, it once again attracted the attention of Wu Yun and Yue Yiren.

Because, the one who came on stage was Nie Kun.

And this time, Wu Yun secretly hoped in his heart that the disciple of the Xiaoyang Sect on the opposite side would not admit defeat directly like the disciple of the Pengyu Sect before.

Although the defeat was a foregone conclusion, it was better to fight.

But speaking of Nie Kun, when Wu Yun saw him on stage, he also frowned slightly.

It was a feeling similar to Xiao Lin.

Of course, this similarity does not mean that the aura in their bodies is similar.

It's the kind of feeling that makes people unable to see the bottom at a glance, which is very similar.

As for the aura and cultivation methods, they are of course completely different.

Xiao Lin is strong because he accepted the Taoist inheritance of the ancestors.

And this Nie Kun is completely strong by relying on his own talent, step by step, and every step to stimulate the potential to the extreme, and create strength.

There is a fundamental difference between the two.

But the feeling of strength is exactly the same.

So, just like looking forward to Xiao Lin's move, Wu Yun is also quite looking forward to Nie Kun's move.

At least he can roughly feel Nie Kun's rough details.

Moreover, Wu Yun also feels that the disciples of the Xiaoyang Sect, who have a top-notch Tianjiao senior brother like Xiao Lin in the entire middle area, should have more courage.

But the result once again disappointed Wu Yun.

This person actually admitted defeat.

The same action as the disciple of the Pengyu Sect, respectful, saluting, and then admitting defeat.

"Are these two guys really that scary?"

"Just standing on the stage scared them so much that they dared not attack?"

Wu Yun whispered secretly.

And his whisper happened to be heard by Yue Yiren.

Yue Yiren slowly turned her head, looked at Wu Yun for a while, and said with a serious face.

"Danger, I sensed a sense of danger from these two people."

"Maybe, our previous judgment of them was still too low."

Hearing this, Wu Yun looked at Yue Yiren and did not speak for a long time.

He did not expect that Yue Yiren actually had similar feelings to him.

Although he did not sense the so-called sense of danger from these two people, he sensed the unfathomable depth of these two people.

The sense of danger may be the unique keen sense of Yue Yiren, the descendant of a divine beast.

After all, the beasts are much more sensitive than humans when facing danger.

"Don't worry, it's no big deal. With our current strength, once we meet them later, we should be careful and don't underestimate the enemy!"

Wu Yun comforted Yue Yiren softly.

At this moment, the voice of Taoist Bai Feng was heard on the stage.

"Single draw competition, sixth match, Wu Yun of Daowang Sect, versus Hua Yuan of Luohua Sect."

Hearing the voice, Wu Yun turned his head and looked at the fighting stage.

Hua Yuan was already walking towards the stage.

Wu Yun turned his head and looked at Yue Yiren, smiling lightly: "Don't think too much, deal with these two people from Luohua Sect first!"

After saying that, Wu Yun jumped directly and landed under the fighting stage, and strode up from the stone steps beside.

"Haha, Wu Yun, very good, although you and I don't know each other, but soon, I will make you remember me forever, I want you to never forget me in this life, because, I will destroy you!"

On the fighting stage, the two stood facing each other.

This Hua Yuan was also not vague, and directly launched a high-handed mockery of Wu Yun.