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In Lin Yun’s residence.

Lin Yun was also thinking about the competition with Mo Yuan.

Neither the shield nor the magic weapon Golden Tiger Bell can be used.

It's too difficult to win Mo Yuan!

Lin Yun knew this very well in his heart.

At this time, Hong Ling pushed the door and walked in.

"Senior sister, you are here." Lin Yun quickly got up after seeing Hong Ling.

Hong Ling's arrival was long as Lin Yun expected.

"Lin Yun, you shouldn't have promised her. It's too difficult for you to beat him." Hong Ling had a serious look on her pretty face.

"Senior sister, I know Mo Yuan is half of your master. For your sake, I didn't agree to his first appointment for a fight, but he was aggressive and I had to fight. Please understand, senior sister." Lin Yun explained.

"Senior sister knows, senior sister won't blame you, it's Mo Yuan's excessiveness!" Hong Yan's beautiful eyes showed a look of anger.

Even though Hong Ling has a good temperament, she is angry with Mo Yuan's actions. How could she give two consecutive war letters?

"Senior sister, do you support me or Mo Yuan in this battle?" Lin Yun looked at Hong Ling curiously.

"Sister sister of course supports you. I used to think that Mo Yuan is a good person and even treated him as a good friend. Now, I feel a little disgusted with him in my heart." Hong Ling said.

"Senior sister, it's enough to have your support, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose." Lin Yun smiled.

Hong Ling supports herself. No matter what the result of this game, Mo Yuan has become a loser.

From this perspective, the winner or loser of this game is no longer important.

Lin Yun felt more and more that Mo Yuan was a fool. He only knew how to use force when doing things, but not brains.

Mo Yuan wanted to hit him because of Hong Ling.

But what happened? He did this and was disgusted by Hong Ling.

"Since you have already faced the challenge, then play well. You may have a hard time playing in this game. Come on, it doesn't matter if you lose." Hong Ling showed a smile like a spring breeze blowing her face, cheering Lin Yun up.

"Okay." Lin Yun smiled.

After Hong Ling left.

Lin Yun then showed off the red blood sword, walked to the big tree outside the hut, and prepared to practice the sword for a while.

As a core of Lin Yun, Lin Yun takes some time to practice swords every day when practicing any other secrets.

"wrong."

"wrong."

After practicing for a while, Lin Yun stopped and shook his head repeatedly.

Since learning the fourth style of swordsmanship, Lin Yun has repeatedly watched the fifth style and then practiced swordsmanship.

But Lin Yun always felt that his swordsmanship was not right and he could not find a new direction.

There is guidance in Xuanming’s sword technique, but if you practice it yourself, something is wrong.

This made Lin Yun's sword technique completely stuck in place.

It's like being in a maze of difficulties and not being able to find a way out.

During this period, Lin Yun was actually trying to practice, finding a way out and finding a direction.

But Lin Yun seemed to be lost in it and could not find a way out.

"If I keep getting stuck here, I'm afraid my sword technique will stop here forever." Lin Yun sighed.

Practicing sword techniques and secrets will also encounter bottlenecks.

Lin Yun, now it is equivalent to encountering a bottleneck. Even though he spends time practicing sword every day, since he learned the fourth stance, Lin Yun's sword technique has not been able to move forward in the slightest!

"continue!"

Lin Yun adjusted his state, changed his thinking, and continued to start practicing swordsmanship.

This practice will be until evening.

"call……"

Lin Yun's luck brought his sword away.

During the afternoon of practicing swords, Lin Yun kept trying and constantly looking for a way out.

However, something was still wrong. Lin Yun seemed to have fallen into a vicious circle in his sword technique. His previous understanding of sword technique seems to feel something is wrong now.

It’s like when you specialize in something. When you are a beginner, you have your own opinion and think this opinion is correct.

But as you continue to learn and understand this thing in depth, you find that your previous cognition seems to be wrong, it seems too superficial, but you can't find a new direction.

This is the problem Lin Yun is facing in swordsmanship now.

"Forget it, continue tomorrow."

Lin Yun put away the Red Blood Sword and returned to the room.

Although he lost his way on the road to swordsmanship, Lin Yun believes that Lin Yun can always find the right path if he spends time practicing and thinking every day.

The afternoon is the time to practice swords. On the long night, Lin Yun is divided into three parts. Part of it continues to condense the second style of the Qinglian Jue, part of it is spent comprehending the Phantom Miracle Technique, part of it absorbs the spirit stones, and part of it is time to slowly improve the realm.

Although Lin Yun was not in a hurry and immediately rushed to the third-level Nascent Soul, he could improve a little every day and slowly improve. When the time came, he would naturally break through to the third-level Nascent Soul.

Every day, Lin Yun is full of queues.

As for sleeping? What should I sleep when I cultivate my immortals?

When Lin Yun absorbs spirit stones and improves his realm, his body is like resting.

...

the next day.

At noon, the square arena.

The disciples gathered in front of the ring again.

Everyone knows that today is really going to play.

Because there was still some time before the game began, everyone started chattering.

"Although Lin Yun faced the challenge, Mo Yuan turned into a god half-step, which was too strong. In this battle, Lin Yun's hope of winning is probably very slim."

"To be honest, Senior Brother Mo Yuan did it a bit too much. He was the second in the sky and gave the Zhanshu to his lower-ranked junior brother. He was a bit bullying. If others didn't accept it, he even gave the Zhanshu. No one could bear it!"

"Indeed, others have regressed. Senior Brother Mo Yuan is aggressive. It is indeed a bit too much to bully the weak with the strong."

...

Mo Yuan repeatedly wrote letters to Lin Yun, making everyone feel that Mo Yuan did too much, how could a senior brother bully his junior brother like this?

Everyone was even a little pitiful to Lin Yun...

At 11:40 noon, Mo Yuan arrived at the scene.

At 11:50, several elders also came to the third floor balcony of the nearby building again to watch the game.

At the same time, Hong Ling also came to the scene.

"Junior Sister Hong Ling!" After seeing Hong Ling, Mo Yuan immediately came to Hong Ling with a smile.

"Senior Brother Mo Yuan, what you did is too much. Lin Yun has rejected you once, and you are going to write a letter of war." Hong Ling looked at her eyebrows and frowned slightly.

"Junior Sister Hong Ling, I just heard that he is very powerful and wants to compete with him. There is no other meaning, really." Mo Yuan smiled.

At this time, Lin Yun, Bai Shark and Pan Qing appeared.

"Here you! Lin Yun is here!"

When everyone saw Lin Yun appear, the crowd suddenly became excited.

"Lin Yun is here after all."

"There is such a huge gap in strength, Lin Yun still dares to face the challenge. Even if he loses, he is not ashamed of it."

...

Everyone was talking.

When Mo Yuan saw Lin Yun appear, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!