Xuanhuan: I Can Become Stronger By Playing Games

After Lin Zhen was defeated, the entire square was covered.

All the disciples of the branch line were in a low mood, and for a while, the atmosphere was extremely low.

And the test is still going on.

The elder glanced at the many disciples of the branch who were lost, and continued to report the numbers.

The children of these branches were born in each branch, and the resources they were born to enjoy, and the skills and martial arts they obtained were more than one level worse than the children of the main branch.

After the gap of more than ten years, naturally it is not just a special physique that can compete with the main line Tianjiao.

It's just a temporary failure, it's nothing, entering the main vein, it is hard to cultivate, and there is no hope of catching up in the future.

Having been an elder for so many years and having experienced several trials, he has seen this kind of situation a long time ago.

"Hehe, every year there will be branch disciples who think they can stir up the storm..."

"It's the same sentence, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk! The result..."

Among the main line Tianjiao, someone glanced at the subordinate disciples who had a low atmosphere, disdain in their hearts.

At this time, it seems to be affected by the defeat of Lin Zhenbei.

In the battle stage, the children of the branch who were drawn to the competition, after they came to the stage, they were too nervous, and their strength could not even show 80%.

"No. 98 Lin Ziyi, lose!"

"No. 75 Lin Chongba, lose!"

"The seventy-ninth forest..."

For a time, there were only a small number of branch disciples, and geniuses from each branch were defeated one after another at this moment. In the field, there were only a few branch disciples who could continue to participate in the competition.

On the branch side, the mood is even lower.

On the other hand, in the main line of Tianjiao, the atmosphere is eager and the fighting spirit is high. In the battle stage competition, there are two people who are like broken bamboo, almost no opponents, and rise rapidly!

Even the disciples of the branch line were dumbfounded at the moment, staring at the two high-spirited main line Tianjiao in the battle stage!

Lin Zhuoran, who ranked first in points, and Lin Chuyang, who ranked second!

The two of them have a martial arts connection, and between the shots, their bodies flashed, and there were tyrannical aura fluctuations around them, and there was an air of Yuanding Yuezhi in their bodies.

Even in the face of the main line Tianjiao, basically in a few rounds, people can be swept down.

Lin Chuyang is also not bad.

One-handed swordsmanship waved terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, with thunder and fire roaring between shots, and the boundless sword energy showed a prairie fire. Boom!

"These two people, in the same class, I'm afraid they can't find an opponent!"

"In the real Yuan realm, who can be the enemy?"

Although they were in a low mood, but looking at the two of them, the branch disciples couldn't help sighing. Until now, they noticed that the true genius of the main branch, the strength of seriousness, is so terrifying!

Some people even feel that the combat power of these two can already match some weaker False God realms.

Comparing False God with True Yuan, even a weak False God is extremely terrifying!

"It's outrageously strong!"

"Think about it, Lin Zhuoran and Chu Yang are not inferior to Lin Zhitian back then!"

Among the main veins, someone also sighed.

One of the people who was defeated by Lin Zhuoran covered his chest and looked at the two people surrounded by the crowd with reverence in his eyes.

He even compared the two with Lin Zhitian. After hearing the words of Tianjiao, the main line around him, he nodded slightly, obviously feeling that what he said was not bad.

Lin Zhitian, the first pride of the Lin clan in the Snow King City!

It is also the Tianfeng Kingdom Tianfeng List, the person who is on the list!

He is the target worshipped and pursued by the entire Lin family and many children.

And now, in the eyes of everyone, Lin Zhuoran and Lin Chuyang already have the momentum of Lin Zhitian!

In the crowd, Lin Zhenbei lowered his head, his whole person was slightly sluggish.

He was also ranked in the top three in points, but he didn't even hold on to a round on the stage, while Lin Zhuoran and Lin Chuyang had already tried several times, and no matter what opponent they encountered, it was always Defeated within two rounds, there is a battle to win, and it is ridiculously strong!

Even Lin Yue, who had defeated him, didn't make a few moves in the hands of these two...

Lin Zhenbei laughed at himself.

Only now does he know what the strength of the top-level Tianjiao in the main vein is!

Thinking of his original conceit is somewhat ridiculous.

Trying on the same stage with such a strong man, how can he compete?

In addition to these two people, among the Lin's main line Tianjiao, there are also a few people who are proud of their strength.

One of them is named Lin Yi. In the eyes of everyone, his strength is only slightly inferior to Lin Zhuoran and Lin Chuyang. If it weren't for these two, he would be the most eye-catching in this competition!

Even now, Lin Yi's brilliance is in full bloom, attracting the attention of many people!

After a few matches.

"The next match, Lin Yi No. 6, against Lin Yan No. 7, let's start!"

The elder took out the bamboo stick, glanced at it, and announced it loudly.

Among the branches, many disciples were shocked, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Lin Yan.

The innate divine power that everyone has placed their hopes on has been defeated, so what about the fire spirit body?

"The branch's last hope!"

"Come on, try your best to fight, and show the momentum of my branch!"

Many disciples of the branch line, with hope and expectation in their eyes, all focused on Lin Yan.

Lin Zhenbei was defeated, the branch wanted to compete with the main branch, and the hope of creating the history of the branch could be said to be all concentrated on Lin Yan.

Lin Yan, can he do it?

"The main line Lin Yi, the seventh level of true essence, please advise!"

Lin Yi's face was calm, and he had already jumped into the battle stage first.

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Yan quietly.

Lin Yan got up, met everyone's expectations, looked at Lin Yi, and moved forward slowly.

Around him, circles of fire lingered out, vaguely infecting the surrounding spiritual energy, so that the entire battlefield was full of scorching air at this time, shrouded in red light, and the fiery feeling carried a tyrannical spiritual pressure, moving towards Lin Yi blasted away.

However, Lin Yi, with indifferent eyes, stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking Lin Yan.

He seemed to be watching a child who had just entered the practice. The tyrannical spiritual pressure around him was more like a breeze blowing in front of him, with only two strands of hair fluttering. Other than that, it had no effect.

On the contrary, it was Lin Yan, who frowned tightly after getting on the stage, motionless, and his breathing was suffocated and short.

In his feelings, the main line Lin Yi, just standing there, has brought him a strong sense of oppression, it seems that all his actions have been seen through by Lin Yi.

If you want to make a move, you will feel like you are swinging your sword at the majestic Mount Tai, and there is absolutely no way to start!

How can a human sword split a mountain?

Lin Yan's palm holding the sword was already sweating at this moment.

He looked at Lin Yi with an ugly expression, and after a few breaths, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

"Lin Yan, the branch of Nanyang City, the fifth level of true essence... I admit defeat!"

After speaking, with a wry smile on his face, he turned around and stepped down directly.

Originally, I was extremely conceited. I felt that the main line of Tianjiao was nothing more than that. I didn't even see a spiritual body, and the gap in the rankings was not very big.

It is only now that I know how naive these thoughts were in the past.

At this moment, Lin Yan lowered his head and felt an unspeakable sense of frustration in his heart. *