Chapter 430

Luo Yuhang was very surprised that he would appear in the first battle, and his opponent was still Lin Yun.

The Dragon Gate Competition is held every three years. This stage is filled with glory.

It is undoubtedly a great honor to be able to appear in the first game under the spotlight.

If he can shine brilliantly, he will immediately become famous in one battle and spread his reputation throughout the territory of the Qin Empire.

The most important thing is that his opponent is Lin Yun who is at the center of the storm.

The level of attention this battle attracted was probably unmatched by any other battle platform.

"I'm lucky, I can get whatever I want."

Knowing that he and Lin Yun were in the same group, Luo Yuhang himself had been looking forward to playing against Lin Yun.

Trampling it hard under his feet, Yixue himself suffered humiliation in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

When the most dazzling rising star of the Great Qin Empire, in the first battle, he knelt down and begged for mercy.

I'm afraid it's a very interesting picture, and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion will be disgraced.

At this moment, the audience seats in Longmen Square were also talking a lot, and everyone looked very surprised.

Most people have guessed that Lin Yun may make his debut in the eighth battle stage.

What he didn't expect was that his opponent would be Luo Yuhang!

This person ranks fifth on the rookie list. He is more widely known because he is Mr. Ye’s junior fellow apprentice and the second person in Yunxiao Sword Pavilion.

Compared with the other seven groups, the young masters who appeared on the stage, including Bai Lixuan's opponents, were all unknowns.

There is almost no suspense, but it is certain that these long-established players can win, and the situation will inevitably be one-sided.

But in this eighth stage, Lin Yun's opponent is so strong, even a rookie who is strong enough to have a chance to compete for the title of Young Master!

"It's not good. Although Lin Yun's cultivation has recovered now, his trump cards are almost exposed. His old injuries may not be fully recovered. He may not have a high chance of winning against Luo Yuhang."

"It has just begun and it is so dangerous. Could it be that someone from the royal family did it deliberately?"

"Who knows? If Lin Yun is eliminated in the first battle, it will be a big shame."

"Yes, I came to sign up amidst all the attention, and then I was the first one to fail miserably. The contrast is indeed quite big."

The referees on the field may have some degree of royal background, and they must look at the expressions of some of the eldest princes. And the eldest prince's face was almost swollen from being slapped by Lin Yun. It would be an exaggeration to say that it was a great shame and a great humiliation.

Within the rules, these people may not be able to do anything.

Lin Yun held his identity card, his eyes fell on the eighth platform, and he walked forward.

"Little junior brother."

Xinyan suddenly said.

Lin Yun paused slightly and did not turn around.

"Live well, you hear me!"

Xinyan said in a deep voice.

"I will."

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

On the battlefield of the eighth battle, Luo Yuhang had been waiting for him for a long time.

At the same time, the players who debuted in the first battle on other stages also appeared one by one.

The Dragon Gate Competition has officially begun!

Xin Yan, Li Wuyou, Luo Feng, Chen Xuanjun... all the eyes of many people fell on Lin Yun's figure.

There are many people who have worries flashing in their eyes, can Lin Yun win over Luo Yuhang?

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Are you afraid of fighting me because you are so slow?"

A cold smile appeared on Luo Yuhang's face. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, a chance to crush his opponent with his peak cultivation level.

"I'm actually very surprised. I didn't expect you to come. If it were me, I really wouldn't do this. After all, it would be too embarrassing to be eliminated in the first battle."

Luo Yuhang looked indifferent and said calmly.

Are you about to start?

Ignoring Luo Yuhang, Lin Yun turned around and looked at Senior Sister Xinyan, then at Princess Fenghua next to the Purple Green Throne, and finally his eyes fell on his little finger.

There was a strand of green silk wrapped around it, forming a loop.

Many pictures flashed through my mind, and past events were vividly visible.

The young man came from the Tianshui Kingdom and bore the name of Sword Slave.

I have come step by step to where I am today, experienced life and death, suffered cold looks and ridicule, but finally stood on the stage of the Dragon Gate Competition.

With the sword of Brother Xinjue, he challenges the leaders from all over the world and rectifies the name of Senior Sister Xinyan.

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud noise erupted on the fifth stage.

It's the eldest prince Qin Yu. He only uses one palm, which seems to be endless.

The sea of ​​fire spurted out. The opponent had no time to react, and his internal organs were shattered by the blast, and he was directly knocked away from the fighting platform.

His whole body, inside and out, was being burned by the flames.

After falling to the ground, the man kept rolling on the ground, his whole body convulsing in pain. The facial features on his face were distorted, and he was afraid that his meridians had been burned.

The battle was so miserable that everyone watching was frightened.

On the battlefield, the eldest prince Qin Yu stood proudly with an extremely indifferent expression.

Obviously, he has been depressed for a long time since the wedding incident. He has always wanted to find an outlet. Unfortunately, his opponent did not even have the chance to admit defeat.

This powerful palm also showed Qin Yu's presence.

Tell everyone present that Liu Zhang has withdrawn from the competition. In this Dragon Gate competition, he, Qin Yu, is the real protagonist.

"Don't worry, you won't have a chance to fight him."

Seeing that Lin Yun was a little distracted, Luo Yuhang thought he was paying attention to Qin Yu on the fifth stage.

After the words fell, his body exuded an extremely domineering aura, and the powerful sword roared crazily on him.

boom!

With the horizontal sword in his body, Luo Yuhang held the hilt tightly with his five fingers, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. The violent sword power continued to soar, and the strong winds roared continuously.

The voice was harsh and sharp, and his momentum climbed to its peak almost instantly.

"So strong!"

Those watching the battle from far away can clearly feel the fierceness and sharpness of this sword, and their hearts are trembling.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, Luo Yuhang's momentum reached such an astonishing level.

Many people were worried about this. Luo Yuhang was probably planning to make a quick decision and use his own cultivation to crush Lin Yun without giving him any chance.

"Before I draw my sword, you have a chance to admit defeat. Otherwise, even the gods won't be able to save you when I draw my sword,"

Luo Yuhang looked indifferent, and suddenly roared, with cold murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.

The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly turned cold.

A quick fix?

Just what I want...

Lin Yun's expression was calm, his thoughts were moving slightly, and the ice-crystal-like purple irises bloomed quietly in his dantian. The true energy surged, and majestic and powerful power surged out of the nine profound veins at the same time, like a sleeping beast gradually gaining strength.

The aura in him also boiled up.

"Take action, cherish it, this is your last chance to draw your sword in this world."

Lin Yun looked calm and responded calmly.

The voice was not loud, but there was an undeniable smell. Such strong confidence surprised many people.

Why can Lin Yun be so calm when facing Luo Yuhang?

All of his trump cards have been exposed, his profound veins have just recovered, and his level is not as good as his opponent's.

The outcome of the other battle stages was quickly determined, as everyone expected. The prince-level existences were all like Qin Yu, either easily crushing their opponents, or simply admitting defeat on stage.

In the blink of an eye, almost everyone's eyes fell on the eighth stage.

Among the eight groups of battles, no group is as attractive as this group.

"But his nature has not changed, he is as arrogant as ever!"

Luo Yuhang had a sneer on his face and drew his sword out of its sheath.

boom!
To be continued...