Chapter 583 Pressure Increases

After a while, one of the city guards waved his hand and said, "Announce the result!"

How could Yu Lin be convinced without waiting for Da Liuli to announce it?

He immediately looked at the city guards with angry eyes.

Nie Yuan said at the right time: "Yu Lin, do you also want to challenge the rules of Fusu City? Then you can try it!"

Nie Yuan even hoped that Yu Lin would do this. Gu Long was abandoned, and he was already angry and had nowhere to show it.

Today, if Yu Lin dared to say half a word, he would rush up immediately.

He beat Yu Lin half-crippled under the pretext that he ignored the rules of Fusu City.

In this way, he vented his anger for Gu Long being abandoned.

On the fighting stage, Yu Lin's eyes were wide open and his chest was heaving violently.

After a long time, he turned around angrily, picked up Yu Feining, who was dying on the ground, and led a group of Xingyu Academy disciples to leave angrily.

Even the disciple who had advanced to the second round was taken away by him directly.

Yu Feining is useless, even if he is the third in the four-college martial arts competition, they have no chance.

Rather than staying here and humiliating themselves, it is better to leave.

But Yu Lin will never give up.

Although he can't beat Nie Yuan, he will definitely think of other ways to deal with Feilong Academy.

Now, Yu Lin has transferred all his previous hatred for the Martial Arts Academy to Feilong Academy.

He even has a preliminary plan in his mind.

It depends on whether the Martial Arts Academy agrees to join forces with them.

As long as Du Xingning agrees to take action, he will make Feilong Academy a sea of ​​blood!

Yu Lin left, and Da Liuli announced the victory of this competition.

Binglong, a complete victory!

The scene ended with Da Liuli's voice.

Everyone present just recovered from the shock and looked at the backs of Yu Lin and others leaving.

More or less, there are some feelings.

This time, the four-college martial arts competition, from the beginning of the assessment, there were too many accidents.

First, Bing Long became the first in the three rounds of the assessment field for the first time, and he was the first in the thousand-year assessment.

But soon after, Wu Yun directly counterattacked and crushed Bing Long, the first in the thousand-year assessment, without leaving any residue.

Soon after.

Leng Zichao's death.

Gu Long was abolished half of his cultivation.

Now, Yu Feining was completely abolished.

All of this was completely unexpected at the beginning.

This session of the four-school martial arts competition was too terrible and too bloody.

In fact, the terrible strength that Bing Long showed just now.

Compared with the shock of everyone, the most touched were Wu Yun and Lin Huoxiang.

The two of them were the ones who were really going to confront Bing Long head-on.

At this moment, Wu Yun's face was gloomy. He wanted to see through Bing Long through the pupil technique.

But Bing Long didn't give him this opportunity at all, and killed him in one move.

Before he could catch him, the battle was over.

His face was also a little ugly, normally speaking.

If Bing Long was really only one level higher than Yu Feining, there were only two possibilities for him to kill Yu Feining so easily.

The first possibility was that he was like Wu Yun, and his physical body, skills, and vision had already far surpassed ordinary people.

The second possibility was that Bing Long still hid his cultivation, and his cultivation was more than the ninth level of the Transformation Realm.

Because after the cultivation was hidden and suppressed, the realm and the actual combat power were not equal.

In other words, a fifth-level cultivator of the Transformation Realm suppressed his cultivation to the third level of the Transformation Realm.

Outsiders could not see it, but if he really took action, it would definitely not be a problem to kill a fourth-level cultivator of the Transformation Realm.

Of these two possibilities, according to Wu Yun's speculation, the second possibility should be more likely.

After all, there was probably no one else in the world who could possess so many heaven-defying means like him at the same time.

But he couldn't figure out what kind of means Bing Long used to hide his cultivation.

At this moment, Wu Yun glanced at Nie Yuan in the referee's seat.

He thought to himself, could it be that he helped Bing Long hide it?

But if Bing Long really hid his cultivation, it would be enough to give Wu Yun a headache.

He was still confident of the ninth level of the Spiritualization Realm, if Bing Long was really already in the Lingkong Realm.

Without using his trump card, Wu Yun would only be confident of less than three levels at most.

And the one with the ugliest face at this moment was Lin Huoxiang.

His strength was comparable to Yu Feining's, although he could suppress Yu Feining in battle by relying on the method of melting fire into spirit.

But it was definitely not to such an obvious point.

He didn't even dare to guarantee that if it was not Yu Feining but him on the stage just now, would he be sure to escape this disaster?

On the field, Bing Long had already walked down slowly.

Back to Nie Yuan's side.

His cold eyes swept over Lin Huoxiang and Wu Yun.

Finally fixed on Wu Yun.

Seeing the appearance of these two people, Bing Long couldn't help but feel happy.

This was exactly the effect he wanted to achieve.

Just to make these two people feel afraid.

If there is only one person who is pleased with Binglong's behavior just now, it is probably Nie Yuan.

I only heard Nie Yuan say: "Xiaolong, you did a good job, don't care about other people's eyes."

While speaking, Nie Yuan's eyes inadvertently glanced at Wu Yun.

Du Xingning immediately glared back at him.

At this moment, Binglong slowly said: "Wu Yun, there is another round, you wait for me."

Wu Yun's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to look at Bing Long's eyes.

When he saw Wu Yun's eyes, Bing Long also had a trace of doubt in his heart.

He thought there would be fear in Wu Yun's eyes, but he saw nothing.

Bing Long said in his heart, this shouldn't be, he was not shocked by me?

Could he still be sure to beat me?

But this thought was quickly swept away by Bing Long.

He would never believe that Wu Yun had the strength to beat him.

The competition ended.

The first round of the fight was over.

The second round of the fight will be scheduled tomorrow.

Everyone left the stage.

Wu Yun and his team were simple, and they left the fighting arena directly.

But the tens of millions of spectators were a bit headache, and all the staff of the Fusu City Fighting Arena were fully mobilized.

It took several hours to send these people away.

Residence, in the room.

Qi Xiuyuan was still healing, and Hu Shengsheng and Fu Haisheng were taking care of him.

In another room, Wu Yun and Du Xingning.

Du Xingning asked, "How is it? Are you still confident?"

Such an ambiguous question, but Wu Yun naturally knew what he meant.

Shaked his head and said, "He is very strong, stronger than I thought!"

Du Xingning stared at Wu Yun for a while, and after a moment, he sighed slightly.

Said, "The ninth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm is far from his true strength. He killed Yu Feining, who was at the eighth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, in one move. This boy is not simple."

Wu Yun saw Du Xingning sighing and knew that he was worried about him.

Although he was unsure, he couldn't say anything discouraging.

Said, "Don't worry, old sect master. It's not that easy to kill me, Wu Yun!"

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