The Eternal Martial Emperor
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For a moment, it seemed that even the air was frozen, and the entire scene was silent.

Only half a time before the old man's trembling voice sounded.

"To ... pass!"

As the voice of the elder fell, the entire scene boiled over.

"Five ... 500,000 ... No ... It's over half a million!"

"How could a warrior in the samurai world have such great power? Even if he was born with divine power, it was not so powerful!"

"Is this child still human? He's just a monster!"

Compared to everyone's shock and shock, Lin Yun simply clapped his hands casually, and then produced nothing if nothing happened, as if he had just done a trivial matter.

Outside, Jiang Nanjian's sword-like sharp eyes were staring at Lin Yun, the killing in his eyes became more and more intense.

Yun Ruoxi looked at Lin Yun as well, but her eyes showed admiration.

...

The qualification for the inner door disciples selection contest ended with perfect perfection.

Hundreds of people participated, and after the huge wave washed the sand, only eighty disciples were left.

Next is the second match of the selection contest, promotion.

The promotion rule was one-on-one duel mode, no weapons were allowed in the duel.

The entire schedule is divided into three rounds.

In the first round, the eighty participating disciples were divided into forty matches. Forty people were promoted and forty were eliminated.

In the second round, forty contestants were divided into 20 duels. Twenty were promoted and twenty were eliminated.

In the third round, twenty contestants were divided into 20 duels. Ten were promoted and ten were eliminated.

The field of promotion is divided into four areas. These four areas are assessed separately.

Lin Yun was assigned to the third district.

The opponents in the third zone were generally weak, except for Lin Yun, none of them were in the ten outermost gates.

After a few matches, it was Lin Yun's turn to play.

"I .. I give up."

As soon as Lin Yun came to power, the opponent simply raised his hand to surrender.

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This opponent's realm was a peak third level samurai, ranked over a hundred at the outer door, and passing through qualifications was also a coincidence.

Although his cultivation was slightly higher than Lin Yun, his strength and other aspects were much inferior to Lin Yun.

He was also completely unsure of being able to defeat Lin Yun. Even though he was not at peace, he could only give up right from the start.

This way, Lin Yun did not even move a finger, so he made a disparaging promotional statement.

The next hour, Lin Yun had nothing to do in the third area, Lin Yun could only meditate on the spot.

After an hour.

The first half of the fight ended, and several Geisha came out to perform for a while, and the second round was immediately ushered in.

In the second half, there were only twenty matches in total, so there was no division.

Participants in the four districts are integrated together and duel on the same martial arts platform.

After two matches, it was Lin Yun's turn at last.

"In the second half and the third game, Lin Yun played a secret game."

Zhi Mi was a short and fat man with a middle-tier fourth-grade samurai realm.

After Lin Yun and Yan Mi came to power, everyone around the audience looked at the audience with deep breaths, seemingly wanting to see how Lin Yun's strength really was.

Although everyone did not think that the secret could defeat Lin Yun, at least it could force Lin Yun strength.

However, after the match had started, Lin Yun had only made a dismissive punch, which directly caused the mystery to fall to the ground.

Everyone saw the secrets that fell on Wutai, their eyes full of surprise.

"What! Suddenly ..."

"the top 30 masters in the outside world were actually defeated by Lin Yun in a single blow! It seems like Lin Yun's strength is stronger than I expected!"

Everyone also hoped that this fight could know Lin Yun's strength, but they didn't expect the result to be like this.

After Lin Yun got off the field, he passed over a dozen matches.

In this duel, the top 20 disciples in the outside world were basically promoted. After the top 20 ranks, they were basically eliminated.

After the second round ends, the third most important round is the next.

The reason why this round is the most important is that there are only a maximum of ten promotional positions for insiders.

In the third round, exactly 20 to 10.

This also meant that the disciples who could win in the third round had a high probability of entering the inner door.

Having been defeated in the third round, there was basically no qualification for promotion to the inner door.

"Third brother, first match, Lin Yun played against Chi Xiang."

Lin Yun's luck was very good and he was pulled straight in at the beginning.

His opponent, Chi Xiang, was a young man with a yellow face and thin skin.

Although this brat looked like he could not help but look like the wind, but he was the eleventh master at the outer door, and his strength was quite strong.

His rank was fourth level samurai. Although he was only half a level lower than the Mi Mi, his strength was very different from the Mi Mi.

Because he is an awakened soul!

The creators of martial arts, and the rising martial arts, are entirely two concepts.

Even a low-level Wuhun Awakener could easily surpass a high-level Wushu based on his abilities.

Not to mention the Chi Xiang realm, it was still above secrets.

At first, many people thought that his secret strength would be slightly stronger than Lin Yun.

But after Lin Yun defeated Secret in a second, everyone changed their view of Lin Yun, thinking that Chi Xiang did not have Lin Yunqiang.

"Lin Yun, I heard that you are very strong, I have long wanted to meet you!"

Chi Xiang grinned, showed his yellow teeth, and then jumped at Wutai.

"Game starts!"

With the voices of the elders, Chi Xiang's body exploded into a powerful vitality, fusing behind him into a barrel-like ghost image.

This barrel-shaped ghost emitted a yellow luster, seemingly a yellow-level martial spirit.

"It's Wuhun! Wuhun Chixiang appeared!"

A new disciple said, "But how does this Wuhun shape look like a bucket of dirt?"

The old disciple looked at the new disciple, "What do you know? The name of this martial arts soul is called biogas barrel soul martial arts. His ability is to collect biogas and use biogas as a method of attack."

The new student whispered, "Isn't that a biogas bucket of dirt?"

As the people spoke outside of the field, a black mist came out from the biogas barrel and gathered in Chi Xiang's hands.

Chi Xiang punched a few meters apart, and the black fog also turned into a shadow of a punch, rushing towards Lin Yun at high speed.

Because this fist shadow moved too fast, in the eyes of the audience, this fist shadow no longer looked like a fist shadow, but a ghost shadow that was rather long like a rod.

However, in Lin Yun's eyes, this long bar-like ghost image was slow like a crawling turtle.