Sword Dao Alchemy

1908. Chapter 1908 You don't have martial ethics

Amidst the fierce shouting, Jalida slammed into the center of the ring in an extremely arrogant manner.

The sound of landing was like thunder, showing great power.

"Senior Brother Jailida is mighty!"

The roars that followed were also extremely fanatical, making Jalida, who was hit on the ring, blushing and feeling dizzy.

Lin Yun sneered in his heart, looked at the VIP stage, and asked, "Can you please quiet them down? It's so noisy that the real protagonists on the stage have no sense of presence."

After hearing Lin Yun's words, the Shannan County Prince nodded slightly. It was obvious that Lin Yun's words were exactly what he wanted.

The way people are making noise like this is taking the spotlight away from the guest.

He didn't speak, but just waved his hand. Everyone in the room felt an irresistible pressure and could only shut up.

In the blink of an eye, the martial arts platform became quiet. Lin Yun showed a satisfied smile and looked at the arrogant Jailida.

Jailida felt a little disappointed when he saw that the martial arts platform became quiet.

The quiet scene was not worthy of his arrogance.

And all this is because of Lin Yun.

He stared at Lin Yun angrily and shouted: "Lin Yun, get out of the ring immediately. I tell you, I am not comparable to Meng Chao."

Lin Yun looked at Jailida, sneered, and said, "Look how stressed you are. Are you talking to people like this when you come on stage to hide your inner nervousness?"

After hearing Lin Yun's words, Gilida quickly stood up straight and pretended to be relaxed and natural.

Lin Yun said again: "I heard it just now. You are the number one genius in Shouyang Sect between the ages of 200 and 250."

"Hmph! Since you know this, why don't you kowtow and admit defeat quickly and wait for me to kick you off the ring?" Jalida said arrogantly.

"Tch! You really think you are a green onion when you are called a first-time genius." Lin Yun sneered: "It's just a 250-year-old genius."

Hearing Lin Yun's words, Jailida was furious and cursed: "Boy! You are looking for abuse!"

Lin Yun ignored him and suddenly flew up with a kick.

Jalida saw that Lin Yun's kick was ordinary, but he also realized that he couldn't avoid it at all.

Moreover, he was not given more time to react.

"boom!"

Lin Yun kicked Kalida in the face. Kalida fell straight out of the ring and fell on the ring.

He was kicked out without even making a single move.

Moreover, the shoe sole marks on his face were bleeding, like a stamp of shame.

Jailida got up, but without any sense of shame, he yelled at Lin Yun on the stage and yelled, "Lin Yun! You don't have martial ethics! I'm not ready to fight yet!"

This guy made a shocking statement, and everyone in the audience was stunned.

Lin Yun was not surprised. He had already expected Kalida's shamelessness, so no matter what shocking remarks Kalida made, there was nothing surprising.

Instead, Lin Yun looked at Gilida and said, "You mean you want to start over? If you want, I can agree."

On the VIP stage, Shouyang Sect Master also looked slightly unhappy. He looked at Shannan County Prince and said, "Prince, this is indeed a bit ungrateful. Why don't you let him do it again?"

The Prince of Shannan County smiled flatly and said: "Okay! You didn't see that the little guy agreed. But... if we fail again, it won't be the people of the Prince of Shannan County who will lose it."

Shouyang Sect Master's expression changed, and he saw Jialida flying up and about to rush to the ring.

He immediately became furious and shouted: "Shameless thing, everyone in the sect has disgraced you."

With a flick of his sleeve, Jalida was swept out of the martial arts platform and fell onto the street outside.

Lin Yun entered the quarterfinals.

In the battle for the top four, Lin Yun met Fan Yitong.

"So your name is Lin Yun. Now that I know you, you can admit defeat and go back. If you want to compete with me for Junior Sister Hongling, you are not worthy!"

Just when he stood on the ring, Fan Yitong said to Lin Yuntong arrogantly.

"If you don't admit defeat! I will beat you until Junior Sister Hongling can't even recognize you. I'm not comparable to those in front of you."

The wine bags and rice bags in his mouth naturally refer to people like Jialida and Meng Chao.

But Lin Yun almost laughed when he heard him talk about wine and rice. He could only hold back his laughter and said: "Fan Yitong, we will talk about the rest later. What I want to say is that you should change your name first."

When Lin Yun said this, the people in the martial arts arena heard clearly, but they all burst into laughter.

Fan Yitong didn't understand what people were laughing at, and asked: "What do you mean by asking me to change my name? Do you think this name is high-end and classy, ​​and do you want to use it yourself?"

Fan Yitong's words made many people burst into laughter.

What kind of brain is this? Is this name still high-end and classy?

Lin Yun wanted to laugh but felt a little sad. When he met a pig teammate, he could find a way to turn the tide. However, when he met a pig opponent, this matter was not easy to handle at all.

It looks like he can't escape his reputation as a bully.

All I could do was remind him in a nice voice: "Fan Yitong, the reason I asked you to change your name is because I'm afraid I'll overeat."

"The people in Shannan County are really rich. If I call you, a bucket of food will be sent to me. How many buckets of food will I have to eat if I have a fight with you?"

Fan Yitong finally understood and yelled angrily: "Lin Yun, you are seeking death! You are a fucking loser!"

While scolding, he also flew towards Lin Yun. He learned the lesson from the losers in front of him and struck first to gain the upper hand.

Taking action is his most powerful move.

"Phoenix dancing with double forks!"

The two Wuyang-level divine forks danced really well, but the shadows of the forks in the sky were shrouding Lin Yun like a violent storm. The forks were pointing directly at the vital points. If they hit the upper one, they would be defeated.

"Oh shit! You are so disgusting!"

Lin Yun cursed, and without even drawing out his sword, he punched out.

A punch punched into nothingness was like a stone dropped from the water, causing ripples to rise layer by layer.

Fan Yitong's numerous forked shadows hit the ripples and instantly turned into nothing.

He looked horrified and wanted to retreat.

Just from the ripples, another fist shot out and hit his chest.

"Pfft! Bang~~~"

Fan Yi spurted blood from his mouth, flew out upside down, and fell under the ring. He was seriously injured and unable to fight anymore.

Everyone watching the battle tightened their eyes and took a breath of cold air.

They could feel Fan Yitong's offensive, it was very strong, and he was definitely among the top three players in the finals.

But not even Lin Yun's move could be blocked.

So how strong is Lin Yun?

I'm afraid the first place this time must be him.

Thinking of this, some bookmakers who were still betting on the first place stopped their actions one after another.

They won't do this kind of thing of losing money.

Lin Yun glanced at the entire audience and smiled contemptuously.

Such a smile makes people shocked.

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