Chapter 2900: Don’t hit someone in the face

The one who jumped onto the ring was a martial artist named Feng Lu.

The others were a little surprised and hurriedly rubbed their eyes. They saw that they were right. Feng Lu was one of the few in their group who was in the Martial Arts realm.

Feng Lu was just five hundred years old, which was the upper age limit for participating in the Lundao Martial Arts Association.

However, a five-hundred-year-old Wu Xuan Realm star is something to be proud of.

Although his breakthrough to the Martial Arts Realm was a bit lucky, his foundation was somewhat damaged.

However, Wu Xuan Realm is Wu Xuan Realm, and there is a world of difference between Wu Xuan Realm and Wu Ling Realm.

Therefore, when he jumped on the stage, he looked arrogant. He raised his head and glanced at Lin Yun from the corner of his eye, not taking Lin Yun seriously at all.

Lin Yun did not launch an attack immediately.

He felt that he should give Feng Lu enough face, and then torture Feng Lu into misery. That process was also a kind of enjoyment.

The people around him didn't care about this and started mocking him one after another.

"A Martial Arts Realm! It's really shameless to rush to get a 5-star Martial Spirit Realm!"

"More than just being shameless, he is simply without talent, virtue, and incompetence. He looks like he's covered in thorns, but he's actually so soft that anyone can manipulate him..."

Hearing such comments, Lin Yun had to admire this guy's eloquence.

At this moment, Jing Yuhan, who was on the VIP stage, also saw Lin Yun.

"Mother! What do you think of him?" Jing Yuhan pointed at Lin Yun and asked.

The beautiful queen glanced at Lin Yun and said very coldly: "I think he is ordinary, and he is only a five-star Martial Spirit Realm."

"Mother! You can't say that, he is not what he seems. If it weren't for him, I would have died several times along the way..." Jing Yuhan coquettishly said.

"Let me see how strong he is first. Now, he is in trouble. If...it doesn't work, there is no need to even think about it." The queen still said coldly.

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On the stage, Feng Lu felt that his neck was a little stiff after he had been doing PS for a long time, and the people in his group were scolding him more and more harshly, so he had no choice but to speak.

"Boy! Hurry up and admit defeat. In this case, you can save some strength to deal with the next one, which is good for you."

Lin Yun smiled calmly after hearing this and said, "I thought so too..."

"But you are a beast! You don't deserve it!"

The word "match" fell to the ground, and Lin Yun flew out with a kick.

Feng Lu was still immersed in his own fantasy and did not expect Lin Yun to take the initiative.

Without even reacting, Lin Yun kicked him in the face.

The whole person flew out of the ring and hit the ground heavily.

It looked like a turtle had been turned over and was struggling ugly.

There was blood splattering in the mouth and nose, and there was a clear shoe sole mark on the forehead...

In short, Lin Yun's kick was equivalent to giving him an all-round plastic surgery.

"Haha! Now he looks like an old turtle!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Feng Lu, on the other hand, lay on the ground with his eyes closed and pretended to be dead.

This can avoid the embarrassment now and possibly avoid the next battle.

Because he suddenly had a bad feeling. If he continued to fight, the possibility of losing four games in a row was too high.

It was just that the golden-armored guard who presided over this arena did not allow him to pretend to be dead.

He stretched out his hand to grab him from the air and threw him onto the ring.

announced at the same time.

"Lin Yun! Enter the top eight directly, and there will be no need to compete next time."

This result made everyone very sudden and a little angry in their hearts.

But then I understood.

Lin Yun could easily kick away Feng Lu, who was at the level of Wu Xuan Realm. How many of the people in his group could block his move?

So, this is also reasonable.

And there is another advantage, that is, they will lose a strong enemy in the subsequent battles, and the best effect is to compete carefully for the other seven places.

Lin Yun had to express his feelings when he heard this.

He bowed his hands to the golden-armored guard and said, "Thank you, Lord Guardian, for your love!"

Afterwards, Lin Yun went directly to a place to watch a show.

And Feng Lu in the ring was exactly as he expected.

Several of the strongest guys in the same group wanted to show off.

One after another they rushed to take action.

Feng Lu, who was dizzy after being kicked by Lin Yun, had no resistance at all.

He soon lost four games in a row and became the first person in this group to be eliminated.

Lin Yun, on the other hand, was leisurely watching the show and eating and drinking wine and meat. Even if he attracted jealous looks, Lin Yun ignored it.

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On the VIP table, Jing Yuhan's eyes were filled with stars, and he said to Queen An Yue: "Mother, see if he is very strong. He knocked down the Martial Arts Realm with just one kick."

"Strong is strong! It's just a bit too much. As the saying goes: Hit someone without hitting someone in the face. He still kicked him." The queen said with a slight frown.

"Mom! What's the point? Doesn't he have a personality like this?" Jing Yuhan fell directly into his mother's arms and acted coquettishly.

Emperor Anyue next to him was unhappy and said angrily: "Han'er... what kind of place is this?"

Jing Yuhan's delicate body trembled and she hurriedly sat upright. Her eyes were still on Lin Yun, but tears rolled down unconsciously.

Queen Anyue felt heartbroken and comforted her in a low voice: "Han'er, we can't be so hasty about this..."

"Although he looks good. But have you found out his details?"

"He always thought of himself as a member of Anyue Kingdom, but now he has become a member of Fengming."

"Besides, I heard that he is one of the two people who came out of the mysterious Jinfan Island, so he has some connection with the genius missing in our country, and these have to be considered."

"Mother! I said... Brother Lin Yun doesn't look like a bad person..." Jing Yuhan said aggrievedly.

"Even if he is not a bad person, you have to find out his origin. If it is too low, how can he be worthy of you. If he is surnamed Jiang, it is not a problem." The queen continued to persuade.

"What if he is surnamed Jiang? If he is not surnamed Jiang, wouldn't it be better to recruit him to our country?" Jing Yuhan said.

"These... It's not the time to consider now. If you really need to recruit... It depends on whether he can enter the East Wasteland Tower and what he can bring out of the East Wasteland Tower?" The queen sighed.

"Humph! This depends on his value of use again! You and the emperor are always like this... For the sake of profit, you treat the happiness of brothers and sisters as a transaction." Jing Yuhan snorted coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The queen's expression suddenly became stern and scolded.

At the same time, she secretly glanced at her husband, and seeing that the emperor looked normal, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Han'er! Don't be impatient! Otherwise, what you want will have no hope at all." The queen's tone softened again.

Jing Yuhan could only nod silently, with tears in her eyes.

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The first stage of the competition took five days and was finally over.

The top eight of each group were decided, and a total of 512 people entered the elimination round.

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