Of the twenty inner disciples who participated in the ranking battle, except for Mingkong, who was a Jindan monk, most of the rest were in the Illusory Pill stage or the foundation building consummation, and the difference in strength was not too great. ｛｝

Monks like Chen Mo and Luo Feng have strong hole cards to gain the upper hand, but they still can't solve their opponents within a few moves.

However, Lin Yi is a special case, although he only has the foundation building consummation cultivation, but according to his previous combat strength, he definitely has the strength to fight against the foundation building consummation cultivator.

However, the result of the battle between the two sides still surprised the monks, and the eyes that looked at Lin Yi were a little more strange.

From Lin Yi's shot to the final victory, he walked leisurely along the way, without the slightest superfluous action, clean and neat, even a heavy blow from Chongjun Peak failed to interfere with Lin Yi, and was easily picked up by his sword, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

Elder Guo nodded, a flash of approval flashed in his eyes, and he raised his voice: "In the third round, Lin Yi, Chen Mo, and Luo Feng won!"

Dai Chunshan was a little depressed, and asked in disbelief: "How is it possible? How can this be? It's right to win steadily, how can you lose? Didn't you also say that you were unlucky before?"

Lin Yi put away the giant sword and said lightly: "That's saying to you." ”

Dai Chunshan raised his head suddenly and exclaimed, "Mu Qing, where did you throw my Chongjun Peak, why can't I sense it with my divine sense?"

Lin Yi shrugged, pointed in a direction, and said with a smile: "But the ability is a little bigger, throw it too far, you should not be wrong if you look in this direction." ”

Dai Chunshan looked bitter and returned to the crowd dejectedly, not daring to say anything more.

The monks had already started to discuss at this time, and they were puzzled by Lin Yi's sword like a flying immortal outside the sky, and they didn't know how this giant sword, which was not good-looking, could fly a mountain that was a thousand times its size.

Lin Yi's external clone is only a condensation of spiritual power, and he has not inherited the immortal sword body of the body, but fortunately, he has comprehended the 'lifting weight as light' in the Juque Sword Dao, and it is not a big problem to swing the Juque Sword.

At the moment of contact with Chongjun Peak, Lin Yi had a flash of inspiration, and changed the original plan to fight hard with the sword path of 'lifting weights as light' on Chongjun Peak, and the latter suddenly became as light as a Hong' 'Mao', and was picked up by Lin Yi with a sword.

Dongfang Ye looked at Lin Yi with interest, and after half a sound, he thought for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "You two be careful, you may face him in a while." ”

Although Dongfang Ye didn't say it explicitly, Li Zhenhai and Ling Yue both knew who he was referring to, and the latter smiled: "Senior Brother Dongfang is inevitably making some fuss, and after a while, Ling Feng will directly abolish him and finish his work, so that he has no energy left to participate in the next competition and withdraw from the ranks of the disciples of the top ten sects." Hehe, if you want to come back, you'll have to wait another year!"

Li Zhenhai also said in a low voice: "Yes, although the sect is not allowed to kill and abolish cultivation, Ling Feng can kick his limbs to waste, let him recuperate for a while, and rub this person's sharp energy!"

Dongfang Ye was noncommittal and seemed to maintain his acquiescence.

The ranking battle continued, this time Lin Yi drew the number five, as long as it was not Dai Chunshan who drew the number five, he would play normally, if Dai Chunshan drew it, he would have to change his opponent.

Each monk fought nineteen battles, which could not be repeated.

The first three pairs of monks to appear in the second round, one of the duels was full of highlights, but it was the little witch Mingkong against Ling Feng, who was originally ranked third.

But after Ling Feng waited for the floating stone, he couldn't compare, and directly admitted defeat and retreated, giving up the two points.

Haixing explained on the side: "This is a method of preserving strength, after all, every monk has to fight nineteen battles, which is a great drain on the spiritual body. Ling Feng's move was because he didn't want to do some senseless fighting, so he simply admitted defeat to Mingkong in the Jindan period, and kept his body to deal with the next fight. ”

Lin Yi nodded, this is indeed a good way, with his current state, he should also consider this way to preserve his strength.

After all, it's hard to say when the main body will be able to break through, Lin Yi must ensure that the clone survives and cannot be shattered by too heavy trauma.

This time against Lin Yi was Lu Shuangdan, who was originally ranked fourth among the top ten inner disciples, and was a beautiful woman who looked quiet and weak, which was pitiful.

But all the monks knew in their hearts that Lu Shuangdan might be quiet or weak, these were just appearances, no matter what, she was the fourth-ranked inner disciple, and her means were definitely not weak!

After the start of the second round, Lin Yi did not hesitate, and directly boarded the floating stone, took out the giant sword and waited for the other party.

It didn't take long for Lu Shuangdan to fly up, as if he was a little shy in front of everyone, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Mu, please be merciful to your subordinates for a while." ”

Lin Yi was unmoved, and responded lightly: "It's easy to say." ”

With Elder Guo's order, the second round of duels began!

Lin Yi didn't say a word of nonsense, and galloped towards Lu Shuangdan with the giant sword, like a tiger descending from the mountain, going out to the sea Jiaolong, and his momentum instantly overshadowed all the monks present in the battle.

Lu Shuangdan put away the weakness on her delicate face, took out a strand of golden silk from the storage bag, and with a wave of her hand, the golden silk quickly wrapped around Lin Yi's giant sword.

Overcome rigidity with softness!

This way of thinking against the enemy can see the extraordinaryness of Lu Shuangdan.

But Lin Yi turned a blind eye, brandished the giant sword and stabbed forward, a sword came out, and the indomitable momentum spread instantly, extremely domineering and strong.

At the same time, Lu Shuangdan's golden-colored silk also entangled the Juque Sword, wrapping it layer by layer, covering the Juque Sword with no appearance.

Looking at the situation, it seems that Lu Shuangdan has the upper hand, and even controls Lin Yi's giant sword, but Lu Shuangdan knows that he is bitter.

The idea of overcoming rigidity with softness was right, but when Lu Shuangdan wrapped the golden silk around the Juque Sword, he found that it had no effect on the Juque Sword at all, let alone restraint. To overcome rigidity with softness, it is necessary to ensure that softness and rigidity are at least the same level before there is hope.

It is not for nothing that there is a weak thing that can withstand the giant sword, but it is by no means this golden "colored" silk.

The golden silk did not change the direction of the Juque Sword, but because of this moment's delay, the Juque Sword had already come to Lu Shuangdan's face.

Lu Shuangdan's face changed, and he hurriedly jumped back, and said urgently: "I admit defeat!"

The Juque Sword suddenly stopped in the air, not moving at all, Lin Yi put away his sword and hugged his fists and said, "Accept it!"

Lu Shuangdan took back the golden silk, breathed a sigh of relief, gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, smiled at Lin Yi with a slightly charming smile, and said softly: "Thank you Senior Brother Mu for your mercy." ”

It wasn't that she didn't have the means to meet the enemy, but in the face of this sword, she felt a sense of powerlessness that she couldn't resist, and this feeling was extremely strong, and she didn't want to take risks.

Lu Shuangdan's beautiful eyes were rippling, and she looked at Lin Yi intently, but the latter was expressionless, and turned away directly, leaving her with only a back.

Lu Shuangdan stomped his feet and hummed lightly, secretly annoyed in his heart, and felt bored.

The four pairs of monks duel, and Lin Yi's side was the first to solve the battle, and it was still a move, without any delay.

Now Lin Yi has won both games, scored four points, and won extremely easily.

Until this moment, no monk dared to underestimate Lin Yi's giant sword, and they all secretly speculated about the origin of this sword.

Lin Yi didn't care about this, and quietly adjusted his breath after stepping down, so as not to let this clone suffer too much consumption.

"Facing the core disciples must be a vicious battle, and before that, it doesn't take too much spiritual power. ”