Sword Dao Alchemy

The battle between Lin Yun and Zhu Yilong started in a very low-key manner.

The battle is in a small valley.

There were disciples standing in twos and threes on the hillsides on both sides of the valley.

The original number of disciples in the Holy Court was only over fifty, and with the recruitment of disciples mainly from the three major sects this time, only over a hundred people passed the examination, totaling less than two hundred.

Therefore, the scene is relatively deserted.

Even the people who get together to talk about predictions are few and far between.

Soon, both sides of the battle came here.

Zhu Yilong, a six-star in the Martial Spirit Realm, was dozens of years older than Lin Yun.

Dressed in blue, he looked plain and simple.

Standing quietly in the valley, waiting for the powerful quasi-Martial Emperor to announce the start of the battle.

Lin Yun was not far from the opposite side of Zhu Yilong. He was very ordinary and didn't seem to have the spirit of Zhu Yilong.

However, the events he has done since entering the Holy Cathedral are astonishing.

Therefore, even though there was a three-star difference between him and Zhu Yilong in terms of small realm, no one present dared to underestimate him.

In the short period of time before the battle started, the entire valley was extremely quiet, as if it had frozen.

Under the oppression of this extremely quiet atmosphere, the disciples in groups on the hillside suddenly felt a little depressed in their chests. They just didn't know whether this depression was because of the two people who were about to fight or because of themselves.

Ye Chen also felt uncomfortable and looked at Zhao Yiwei beside him.

Although they come from two sects, they have now become close friends who talk about everything.

"Senior Brother Zhao! You said that this kid Lin Yun was taken so seriously just a few days after entering the Holy Academy. Why is this?" Ye Chen asked pitifully.

"Alas! Who knows. I thought that Cheng Yiba's incident would make it difficult for him to turn over, but in the end nothing happened. Isn't that annoying!" Zhao Yiwei sighed softly.

"Yes! I hate him too!" Ye Chen nodded and said, "But... I can't hate him now. I still hope he can win."

"You want him to win? Why?" Zhao Yiwei asked.

"Because only if he wins, can I hope to enter the golden sail crack." Ye Chen said.

"What's the point of going to an unknown place?" Zhao Yiwei's voice was full of disdain.

Ye Chen looked at Zhao Yiwei and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He didn't want to tell Zhao Yiwei.

He got some news from his master.

Although the crack in the golden sail appeared for the first time, Ye Youchen still got some similar information from ancient books, and judged that there might be a big opportunity in it, so Ye Chen should be able to grasp it.

Now, he didn't want to tell Zhao Yiwei.

Because Zhao Yiwei is also a competitor.

Moreover, he also knew that although Zhao Yiwei was usually nice to him, at the critical moment, he would be more ruthless than Lin Yun.

He only believes in himself.

Therefore, what he wanted to say turned around in his mouth, but finally did not come out.

He just said: "It is precisely because of the unknown that I want to go in and take a look. Otherwise, I will not be willing to accept it."

"That's right! If you let it go and let others benefit, wouldn't you regret it to death?" Zhao Yiwei said with a smile, but these words were somewhat perfunctory.

At this moment, he saw Zhimeng rushing over again.

In just a few days in Huoyuan Peak, Zhimeng broke through again and reached five stars in the Martial Spirit Realm.

"That guy... is Lin Yun's biggest fan." Zhao Yiwei said with a smile.

"Hmph! He's grown up really fast, and he's already a five-star star like me." Ye Chen was a little jealous, and said: "It doesn't matter if he improves further, he can be buried with Lin Yun when he gets into the cracks of the golden sail. "

"Ha! It seems that Senior Brother Ye has a big plan. How about I introduce the elites of Tianwu Sect?" Zhao Yiwei said: "I am not strong enough and may not be able to get in. In that case, you will take care of me."

"This relationship is good..." Ye Chen was happy. It was the best thing to have helpers.

Together they passed towards the tough guys who came from Kaiwu Sect.

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"Zhu Yilong! Lin Yun! Start..."

The Quasi-Martial Emperor who presided over the battle between Lin Yun and Zhu Yilong announced that the battle had begun.

The two of them were not impatient and walked towards each other slowly.

When the two of them were several feet apart, Zhu Yilong gave a slight salute to Lin Yun and said, "Senior Brother Lin! You and I are originally discussing Taoism, but we have some interests at stake. Therefore, if there is any mistake, please forgive me, Senior Brother Lin."

Seeing that he was so polite, Lin Yun returned the favor with a smile and said, "Me too."

"That's it! I'm offended." Zhu Yilong cupped his hand and showed his sword.

"Okay! Let's not waste everyone's time." Lin Yun also showed the Ziyi Sword.

Zhu Yilong stopped talking, retreated ten feet, and suddenly charged towards him with a sword.

"call out!"

The sword light is like a flying rainbow, gorgeous but not artificial.

Lin Yun's complexion changed slightly, but the force coming from afar made his skin sting, like a knife cutting.

But he didn't show any weakness, Zi Yijian attacked him.

"Ding!"

The two swords collided, and Lin Yun's body was numb and he quickly retreated backwards.

Zhu Yilong only shook his upper body slightly and forced himself over again.

"In terms of strength, he is still better than me..."

Lin Yun sighed secretly.

The onlookers were also greatly disappointed. They didn't expect that Lin Yun was already defeated by one move.

However, considering that there is a three-star difference between Lin Yun and Zhu Yilong, this situation is also understandable.

However, Lin Yun will not disappoint.

The four martial emperors who were watching secretly had no expression on their faces.

Although Lin Yun retreated, they did not see any signs of defeat.

On the contrary, they felt that when Lin Yun retreated, he had already laid the foundation for a counterattack.

"Explosive Spirit Sword!"

Lin Yun shouted and rushed out with a sword.

The sword light was just a line, as fast as lightning.

Zhu Yilong was horrified and blocked with his sword in a hurry.

"Ding!"

The Purple Sword hit Zhu Yilong's sword and exploded, and a ball of lightning spread along Zhu Yilong's sword.

"Puff!"

Zhu Yilong was hit hard by this, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell straight out...

Everything turned so fast that the onlookers could not react.

...

"Explosive Spirit Sword! I didn't expect him to master this legendary ancient martial arts. It seems that sending him into the Golden Sail Rift was the right decision. Everything will be done as originally said."

The head of the academy who was watching in the dark nodded with satisfaction and praised endlessly.

"It's really unimaginable! He can master the Explosive Spirit Sword, and his talent is no less than the four heroes. In the future, he can be called the Five Heroes in the Holy Academy. I don't object to the decision of the Dean." Although Emperor Qingquan Wu had opinions about Lin Yun, he had to admit that Lin Yun was a monster at this time.

"I agree too!" Emperor Mingzhao Wu also did not object.

"Okay! In addition to Lin Yun and Zhu Yilong, select ten more people fairly, set off the day after tomorrow, and send them in." The Dean said.

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