In the third game, the two sides were Ye Tianlin of Taiqing Sect and Lin Tie of the Five Elements Sect. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is another competition between the tip of the needle and the wheat mang. Everyone remembers that a month ago, outside the mountain gate of Xuanwu Academy, when Zhu Shaobai, Ye Tianlin and others humiliated Leng Xiu'er, how Lei Dong was dead His thunder counterattack, everyone also remembers, at that time, Lin Tie stood behind Lei Dong without hesitation, and even after Zhu Bichi used a yin move against Lei Dong's team, Lin Tie and his companions did not waver in the slightest, but chose to continue to stand with Lei Dong, preferring no exercises, preferring not to get any guidance, and unswervingly supporting Lei Dong.

Such a person deserves deep friendship. No matter what their position is, for Lin Tie and the others, the vast majority of monks still feel admired from the bottom of their hearts.

However, this does not mean that these people will be optimistic about Lin Tie.

Yes, Lin Tie's performance in this small school is amazing enough, and no one dares to underestimate the true immortal from this small sect anymore, but it is also undeniable that in the previous airport competition, Lin Tie has won many battles, in addition to Lei Dong's guidance, there is also a little bit of luck, especially in the last game against Ji Wentian of Haotianmen, it is obvious that Lin Tie has a huge gap in cultivation, if it is not for the proper tactics, outstanding physical strength, plus luck, Lin Tie will not be able to survive at all, Not to mention winning the battle.

But if you're lucky, you have to have a head, right? This Ye Tianlin, but a strong man whose reputation is second only to Zhu Shaobai, has reached the realm of the middle and late stage of the Heavenly Immortal, and the huge gap in strength can not be filled by luck! The battle between immortal realm cultivators is fundamentally based on their own strength.

Not to mention, after several consecutive games, Lin Tie's amazing performance must have aroused Ye Tianlin's high vigilance, and he would definitely not make the mistakes that those monks had made on Lin Tie before. In this case, the difficulty of Lin Tie winning will definitely be multiplied several times.

But the next facts tell these monks what it means to "only think of it, but not to do it", and what to call "how bold and prolific people are"!

Ye Tianlin had really noticed Lin Tie's previous performance and adopted targeted tactics. From the very beginning, he opened the distance between himself and Lin Tie, and used the magic weapon flying sword that was more than one level higher than Lin Tie to carry out a crazy suppressive attack on Lin Tie. After a round of rapid attacks, Lin Tie had many injuries on his body, and his activity space was even more limited to a very small area, watching the opponent's crazy attack, but he was almost powerless to fight back.

Just when all the monks were feeling sorry for Lin Tie, thinking that this contest would end soon after recalling Ye Tianlin's victory, Lin Tie always gritted his teeth, gave full play to the spirit of stalking, completely ignored his injuries, and stubbornly stopped the wave of attacks. At this time, Lin Tie was simply embarrassed, he was constantly moving at high speed in a small area, trying his best to dodge the flying sword that stabbed over, in order to act more effectively, he did not hesitate to roll continuously on the ground, dogs gnawed mud, donkeys rolled, crawled left and right, how convenient how to come, how ugly how to come, like a wild beast in the barren mountains and wilderness, and even like a wild dog chased and beaten!

However, it was this action that had no image and demeanor at all, but it made him get out of the fierce offensive again and again. Ye Tianlin roared one after another, leaving hundreds of deep and shallow scars on Lin Tie's body, but he never completed the fatal blow. Lin Tie, on the other hand, seemed to always be in front of Ye Tianlin's powerful killing moves, just like a beast, he relied on his intuition to predict the existence of danger, and he was always able to save himself from danger at the lowest possible cost.

The battle lasted for a whole hour, but Ye Tianlin, who failed to attack one after another, was not restless, but patiently drummed up the aura in his body, extremely quickly but methodically, and the torrential attacks never stopped.

Gradually, Lin Tie's range of activity became smaller and smaller, and he was gradually forced into a dead end, his dodge became more and more difficult, Ye Tianlin's flying sword, the scars left on his body, more and more, blood continued to splash, Lin Tie seemed to have become a bloody man. But even so, he is still barely supporting, unwilling to give up resistance to death, and has no intention of admitting defeat.

The monks all shook their heads, admiring Lin Tie's blood and courage, but feeling sorry for the futility of his efforts. "Fight of trapped beasts, why bother? Don't fight—" Many of the monks could not bear to look any further, and shouted loudly. Even Ouyang Ping, with an anxious look on his face, repeatedly signaled to Lei Dong that there was no hope of fighting like this, so just tell him to come down! If you want to come to Lei Dong, Lin Tie will definitely obey.

However, Lei Dong has been standing there, completely unmoved, his body holding the "burning stick" is motionless, even his hands are not trembling, and even from beginning to end, his expression has not changed at all, he has always been so serious, and he has always been so indifferent, as if he is fighting bloody on the stage, not his friends, not his subordinates, but an irrelevant passerby.

Not only Lei Dong, but even Song Tianxing, Leng Xiu'er and the others, who had been staring at the fierce fight on the stage, although their brows were tightly locked and their faces were anxious, no one had any intention of shouting for Lin Tie to retreat!

As time passed, Lin Tie's situation became more and more difficult. Under the heavy blows of Ye Tianlin's battalion step by step, Lin Tie has been completely forced into a corner. The body, which was already close to the edge of the protective formation, had no way back, and in front of him, on his head, on the left and right sides, there were sword lights coming and going, so that he no longer had any room to move!

Hold the cards in one hand! The smug smile on Ye Tianlin's face flashed away, and then became extremely ruthless, he wanted everyone to see that this hateful, once sinful little sect sent out of the dirt bun, was completely knocked to the ground by himself, he wanted everyone to remember, this is the end of going against himself!

Don't intentionally hurt people? Bah! Even if you kill this ant-like waste, what can you do with this son?

With a cruel smile on his face, Ye Tianlin's hands quickly pinched the trick in the air, the spiritual power of his whole body was completely drummed up, and the flying sword brought up a golden rainbow light, stabbing at Lin Tieqian's heart fiercely!

"Stop!" Ouyang Ping drank loudly, he could see very clearly that this sword Ye Tianlin had done his best, intent on putting Lin Tie to death, and Lin Tie, who had been completely forced into a corner, was already unavoidable!

But Ouyang Ping's voice did not fall, and the sudden change on the stage!

Lin Tie, who had lowered his head and entered the dead end, suddenly raised his head, his eyes glowed as a beast's terrifying red light, his body jumped up, and he actually rushed head-on at the flying sword that **** came over!

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, there was a "poof", Lin Tie shook like lightning, and he could avoid the vital point in his heart, but his right shoulder was pierced by an extremely sharp flying sword, and the tip of the sword was exposed from behind. The huge pain and the powerful spiritual power contained in Fei Jian made Lin Tie involuntarily let out a muffled snort, but he ignored it, grabbed the hilt of the flying sword with his left hand, and left the flying sword on his body!

"Sizzle-" The monks gasped, Lin Tie's body not only did not retreat, but instead lunged forward, shooting in front of Ye Tianlin like a sharp arrow, his right hand hugged Ye Tianlin's neck, and the huge head was fiercely pressed against Ye Tianlin's chin.

It's a contest of pure physical strength! Where has Ye Tianlin ever seen such a life-fighting style, just stunned, his jaw was hit hard, a huge force came, Ye Tianlin's jaw was in sharp pain, his head suddenly fell back, his mouth was open, and the two big teeth with a faint blood stain spurted straight out several zhang high, before he could react, there was a sharp pain under the lower abdomen, Lin Tie's right leg bent his knee and pressed it hard against his vital parts.

Even a man can't stand this, "Huh-" Ye Tianlin let out a terrible scream, his body curled up into a shrimp shape, his whole body strength disappeared instantly, and his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground. But his screams lasted only a few moments before they were completely interrupted. A long sword slammed down his gaping mouth into his throat, grazing against the wall of the back cavity and stopping.

The throat was slightly cold, and the bone-chilling chill invaded the whole body, Ye Tianlin's soul was so angry that he could no longer care about his face or demeanor, he raised his hands unusually naturally, and made a gesture of "surrender" without a teacher. As long as he looked at Lin Tie's emotionless gaze, Ye Tianlin believed that as long as he made the slightest move, this sword would definitely pierce his throat mercilessly.

This is the whole competition, for an hour and a half, Lin Tie made his first and only shot. But this is the only time to make a move, the situation was immediately completely reversed, no one has reacted, the side that could only dodge and was unable to fight back has turned defeat into victory, and the opponent has been sealed with a sword, and the side that was originally as powerful as a rainbow to win can only

Defeat completely, raise your hands and surrender!

Ouyang Ping's exclamation was held back in his throat, and the monks grew their mouths, unable to utter a word anymore, only to utter simple and meaningless syllables of "uh", "uh", "uh". No one could have imagined that things would change so dramatically, and no one would have imagined that it would be Lin Tie who had the last laugh!

Lin Tie stood proudly, covered in blood, his waist was straight, his eyes were staring at Ye Tianlin, and he said lightly: "You admit defeat?" ”

Somehow, Ye Tianlin felt a biting chill from that indifferent voice, and nodded his head hurriedly, but he only moved for a moment, and then immediately stopped, but there was a slight pain in his throat.

Lin Tie let out a long breath, inch by inch, and slowly withdrew the long sword from Ye Tianlin's mouth. Ye Tianlin's face was like ashes, he stood up, turned around and left. This time, he was defeated by a true immortal whose cultivation was more than one level lower than himself, and even knelt on his legs and begged for mercy, it was a great shame in his life, where did he still have the face to stay on the stage?

"Wait a minute!" Ye Tianlin had just taken two steps when Lin Tie's voice came from behind him. Ye Tianlin slowly stood up, slowly turned his head, and saw Lin Tie with a faint smile on his face, reaching out to grab the flying sword that was deeply pierced into his shoulder, and with a sudden force, he actually pulled out the flying sword, and the blood was sprayed out from the wound more than an inch long, shooting out more than a foot, splashing on the ground, looking so mottled and terrifying.

"Your flying sword." The gushing blood made the muscles on Lin Tie's face twitch suddenly, and his body shook lightly a few times, but his voice was still so calm, and his hands were still so steady.

"Okay—" The audience was silent for a moment, and suddenly the sound of color rang out. Countless monks began to spontaneously slap their hands frantically, shouting frantically, venting the excitement in their hearts. No one cared how Ye Tianlin took the flying sword and ended up gloomily, what people noticed with their eyes full of eyes was that little true immortal who was covered in blood and whose body had begun to tremble, holding his chest high, his waist as straight as a javelin, standing proudly in the center of the high platform!

It was an incredible battle, but also an incredible victory. What he competes with is not his personal cultivation, not his personal exercises, not his personal magic weapon level, but the tenacity, spirit, and will of the monk himself!

Looking back on the whole process, many people are asking themselves, if it were themselves, would they always insist on not retreating when they were completely suppressed by their opponents? If you are already scarred all over your body, will you fight to the death? If you have been forced into a Jedi, will you still insist on looking for the possibility of resurrection after death? If you face an unavoidable flying sword, will you have the courage to face the opponent's flying sword bravely?

With such a spirit and will, what cannot be done, what enemy cannot be defeated, and what difficulties cannot be overcome?

If you face such an opponent yourself, will you be able to win in front of him? Watching Lin Tie walk down the high platform step by step with difficulty, the monks' eyes were full of fear, and ...... Respect.

Lin Tie walked in front of Lei Dong step by step, just like after the completion of each game before. Tremblingly, he raised his right hand, saluted, and said, "Report to the captain, the warrior Lin Tie has returned from completing the mission, please instruct!" ”

Lei Dong's face was no longer a calm expression, and two flames seemed to be lit between his eyes, and he solemnly returned the salute: "Enter the ranks, heal!" ”

Without waiting for Lin Tie to reply, Lei Dong took Lin Tie in his arms, slapped his vest, and shouted loudly: "You are the best warrior, good look, I am proud of you!" ”

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Lin Tie almost collapsed and was treated by the Dan Master who was in charge of healing his injuries at the scene. Looking at the scars on Lin Tie's body, even the well-informed Dan Master couldn't help but be moved. In front of him, there was a body that was almost soaked with donated blood, and there were as many as 378 scars all over his body, except for the penetrating wound on his right shoulder blade, there were as many as 17 serious injuries that were deep and bone-piercing, I really don't know how he persevered under such a serious injury, and succeeded in one blow!

Healing, meditating, taking Qi Nourishing Pill and Pei Yuan Pill to restore aura, the whole process lasted for a whole hour, and Lin Tie's face looked a little more normal.

In this hour, the fourth game has ended, and Hu Kewei, who is also a true immortal cultivator, finally seized a fleeting opportunity after a long and fierce battle to defeat Qiu Dongshan of the Jade Void Palace and break into the final four.

"This guy is really a blockbuster!" While lamenting Qiu Dongshan's strong combat effectiveness, countless monks also suddenly discovered that this time, two of the so-called recognized masters selected by the junior colonel had already fallen in the first game, and what was even more surprising was that two of the people who broke into the final four were just true immortals!

Could it be that the gap between the various levels of the immortal realm has been filled in this way?

After Lin Tie's injuries were no longer serious, the competition was finally coming to an end. But this time, neither Lin Tie nor Hu Kewei continued to create miracles. In the contest with Ouyang Ping, Lin Tie tried his best, but he did not win from the incomparably calm Ouyang Ping, and Hu Kewei ushered in his first crisp defeat since joining the elementary school in front of Lei Dong.

Yes, it's brittle.

After the start of the competition, Lei Dong just shook slightly, flashed in front of Hu Kewei, and lightly punched Hu Kewei in the chest, and then Hu Kewei flew into the air, hit the protective formation behind him, fell to the ground, and got up for half a day. Then, Hu Kewei readily admitted defeat.

Just like facing Mo Wuyi, Lei Dong completely defeated his opponent with only one move. The tens of thousands of monks in the audience were in an uproar.

Lei Dong's cultivation and combat effectiveness were already terrifying, and it was not particularly surprising to defeat the opponent quickly. But the terrible thing is that the vast majority of monks have already seen that in the two battles, Lei Dong's punch and palm did not use spiritual power at all, relying entirely on the strength of the body itself, and even the power of the body was not completely exhausted. But his opponent, a true immortal, a mid-heavenly immortal, was like a newborn baby, like a fallen leaf in a storm, falling lightly.

This guy is already like this? Lei Dong's performance made everyone feel a burst of unwarranted panic inexplicably.

However, even if they felt that Lei Dong was almost invincible to the Golden Immortals, in the final duel that followed, when they saw that somewhat funny scene, they still couldn't believe their eyes.

"If I don't fight, can I just admit defeat?"

When standing in front of Lei Dong, ready to start competing for the last junior school Kuiyuan, Ouyang Ping suddenly turned around and shouted with a smile to Zhu Bichi in the audience.

Zhu Bichi was stunned, and the monks were in an uproar.

Is that okay too? Is this the final of the competition for Kuiyuan, and you can still admit defeat directly? Countless monks were eager to scold on the spot. But Ouyang Ping didn't care at all, and after leaving this sentence, he turned around and left amid the coaxing of the monks, leaving only tens of thousands of monks stunned all over the ground, and standing in the center of the high platform, there was a burst of stunned thunder, crying and laughing.

"A fool would be abused by that! That's pure wickedness! Only Ouyang Ping knew what he was thinking, "If you want to ask this guy for advice, won't I go around to find him?" Being punched and smothered, it's so embarrassing to be seen......" (To be continued.) )