Whether it was intentional or not, when Princess Fenghua mentioned the words High Heaven Sword Pavilion, her gaze stopped for a moment on Lin Yun.

But it was only a moment. After a while, the cold and drifting voice continued: "Lin Yun, fight against the Young Master Ye of the Yunxiao Sword Pavilion!"

Whoa!

As soon as the voice fell, Longmen Square was in an uproar, causing a sensation.

"Lin Yun versus Young Master Ye?"

"This luck is too bad. The opponent in the first battle of the different group is actually Ye Gongzi, one of the eight sons."

"If I remember correctly, it seems that Young Master Ye's junior brother died at the hands of Lin Yun, right?"

"Hey, there's a lot to see in this different group battle. First, there is the rookie list enchanting Bai Lixuan against Zuo Yun, and then there is a battle between the young master and the young master. Now, Lin Yun actually happened to meet Ye Gongzi by accident."

"I don't know who will be promoted to the top eight and become the new son."

With the result of the lottery, all of them came down, and the atmosphere at the scene was extremely hot.

Just listening to the various results of this lottery is enough to imagine how intense the battle between different groups will be three days later.

I have to say that this year's Dragon Gate Competition is indeed too much to watch.

"Haha, it's interesting. I didn't meet Young Master Feiyu, but I got Young Master Ye. After all, it's a dead word."

Ye Feng, who heard the result of the lottery, laughed strangely after being surprised.

"Senior Brother Ye, you are also considered to be from the same family, so your words are a bit too mean."

Xinyan frowned slightly and looked at each other with a cold expression.

"That's all, I'm wrong? Or do you think that Lin Yun will definitely defeat Young Master Ye, I'm afraid you don't believe it."

Ye Feng didn't care, and smiled indifferently.

"you!"

Xinyan's face suddenly sank, and just as she was about to get angry, Lin Yun stopped her.

Lin Yun said calmly: "Senior Brother Ye, you should pay more attention to your opponents. The beast gate is definitely not as simple as you think."

"Really? What is there to be afraid of, a barbarian? I traveled all over the world, and my knowledge is much higher than yours."

Disdain flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and said lightly.

Seeing this, Lin Yun didn't say much, but he couldn't stop sneering in his heart.

If this guy really thinks so, then he will suffer a big loss. But it doesn't matter, the other party doesn't appreciate it, and there is no need to talk to him.

"Elder Luo."

At this moment, Luo Feng walked back from the high platform, and Ye Feng immediately restrained himself a lot.

"You all know your opponent, right?"

"Know."

Luo Feng first glanced at Bai Lixuan, and said in deep thought: "Bai Lixuan, your opponent is Zuo Yun from the Hunyuan Sect. I have seen this person at the Qiongtai party, it is not simple."

"Maybe."

Bai Lixuan was noncommittal and smiled casually, obviously not taking Zuo Yun in his eyes.

"Ye Feng, your opponent is Feng Ye. This person has some adventures in the magic lotus secret realm, which should not be underestimated."

To Bai Lixuan, Luo Feng didn't have too much criticism or worry.

After all, breaking through the Holy Body, with Luo Feng's realm, you can see some hidden aura on the other side.

It's terrifying, far more than it seems.

But this Ye Feng, although the realm has reached the half-step Zifu, not to mention the combat experience.

But the opponent is the barbarian monster.

Anyone who has an encounter in the magic lotus secret realm will definitely not be weak, and the most fearful thing is that Ye Feng underestimates the enemy.

"It's not enough to underestimate him, but I do have some confidence in defeating him."

Ye Feng did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Elder Luo, but he was full of arrogance in his words.

"So best."

Luo Feng nodded, his eyes finally fell on Lin Yun, and his face became more nervous than ever.

"Lin Yun, your opponent is..."

"I know that the opponent is one of the Eight Young Masters, Young Master Ye. It is rumored that he can kill the powerhouse in the Purple Palace Realm long ago."

Lin Yun showed a smile and said softly.

"You guy, you can still laugh, do you really have the confidence to defeat Young Master Ye?"

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, his expression softened a little.

"Fifty percent, at least fifty percent."

Lin Yun was calm, but said very seriously.

The rest of the group were all stunned and showed puzzled expressions.

Luo Feng just said it casually, but he didn't expect that Lin Yun would answer so seriously.

"How could someone who can kill a beast in the Zifu realm with his bare hands have no chance of even 50%, Elder Luo Feng, don't underestimate our junior brother Lin Yun."

Bai Lixuan smiled mysteriously and said suddenly.

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, his eyes flashed a sharp edge, and he said solemnly: "Sure enough, the person who secretly spied on my cultivation that day was really you."

In the deserted wasteland, when he was fighting against monsters, he always felt that someone was secretly watching.

But the other party hid it so well that he thought it was just his own illusion.

"Elder Luo, I'll say goodbye first."

Bai Lixuan did not deny or admit it, and left.

"I'm leaving too."

Ye Feng glanced at Lin Yun and was quite surprised by Bai Lixuan's words.

However, if you can kill the Zifu monster, can you have a 50% chance of defeating Young Master Ye?

Ye Gongzi can beheaded, a real Zifu realm powerhouse.

50% chance?

I don't think there are two of them...

Of course, with Elder Luo Feng here, he would only speak in his heart.

In the Longmen Square, there were not many spectators left, and almost all the disciples of the various sects left.

They all found a place to rest and waited three days later for a more intense battle between different groups.

Luo Feng didn't pay much attention to Bai Lixuan's words, and warned: "Lin Yun, don't wander around in the imperial capital. For three days, it's best to stay at the Jiange Branch."

"clear."

At the foot of the imperial city, although no one would dare to touch him blatantly, it was not safe after all.

"Hey, brother, let's go to Wanbao Pavilion."

Li Wuyou narrowed his eyes and said to Lin Yun, "This time, Wanbao Pavilion is not optimistic that you will appear in the Dragon Gate competition. The odds are close to one to two. I bet you will definitely come, and I just made a small profit."

"Then what are the odds of my number one?"

Lin Yun asked casually.

"If I remember correctly, it's almost 1 to 10. Qin Yu's odds are the lowest, only a few tenths. I'm so mad, it seems that he will definitely be on the top of the list."

"so tall?"

Lin Yun was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect his odds to be close to the exaggerated number of one to ten.

But on second thought, it was normal.

In the battle for the top spot, the most popular is naturally the seven young masters, and Qin Yu is definitely the most popular among them.

Wanbao Pavilion is not optimistic about him participating in the Dragon Gate Competition, so how can they be optimistic about him winning the top spot.

I am afraid that other people will not believe that he can get the top spot.

No matter how exaggerated the odds are, there will not be many people who dare to bet.

Recovering his thoughts, Lin Yun said softly, "Wanbao Pavilion, I will not go. I want to go to the burial of Jianlin, Senior Sister, Wuyou, do you want to accompany me?"

"I'm not going, I'm too tired, junior brother must remember not to be late!"

Xinyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and on her cold and beautiful face, there was a rare lazy color, and the beauty was breathtaking.

"Buried Jianlin? I'll forget it..."

Li Wuyou sneered a few times, obviously still a little afraid of the Thirteenth Master.

...

Starry night.

The Imperial City of the Imperial Capital, on the edge of the Cold Lake outside the Sword Forest.

Lin Yun rode on the blood dragon horse, with mixed feelings and a solemn expression.

Senior Sister, she knew that Brother Xin Jue's body was here. If he didn't come, he was afraid that he would still be unable to face it.

The smiling face that looks like a flower, the scars in the heart have not really healed.

Not to mention Senior Sister, even if it was him, how much courage would he have to face Xin Jue.

Facing the big brother Xin Jue who died to protect his life.

But some things, after all, have to be confronted and avoided, which is the choice made by the weak.

Lin Yun's pupils showed a cold edge, and said solemnly: "Go!"

Da da da!

The blood dragon horse turned into a shock, and rushed out like lightning, walking on the water in the cold lake with misty water.

Halfway through the trip, the thick fog on the lake dissipated, and a small boat.

On the bow of the boat, there is an old man dressed as a fisherman, wearing a mink robe and a hat on his head, fishing with a rod in the starry sky.

"coming?"

Before the robe was moved, the old man's deep voice came out, and he didn't have to look up to know who was coming. Apart from Lin Yun, there will be no one else.

"The group stage of the Dragon Gate Competition is over, and I have three days to rest, so I want to come here to see Thirteen Masters."

Lin Yun turned over and landed on the lake, patted the blood dragon and horse, and came to the side of the Thirteenth Master at the bow.

I haven't seen him for a long time. Under the hat, the weather-beaten face of the Thirteenth Master seems to be even older.

"Master Thirteen, your hair is all white."

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and suddenly said.

"The little guy has a heart."

Beneath the hat, Master Thirteen's inhumane face showed a hint of a smile.

"Dragon Gate Grand Competition, held every three years, based on your 9th-level Xuanwu cultivation base. I'm afraid no one will be optimistic that you will reach the end. Someone in the Jiange should persuade you to participate in three years. Why are you so anxious?"

Master Thirteen held the fishing rod, looked at the turbulent lake, and said calmly.

"The promises made by others must be kept."

Lin Yun also said calmly: "I don't want to leave regrets, and I don't want to let the people I care about suffer for three years."

If you don't top the list, you won't be able to rescue all the Ye family members, and you won't be able to restore Sister Xinyan's surname.

This thorn has been stuck in my sister's heart for many years, and she is already very bitter, very painful.

Besides, three years is really too long.

"No regrets?"

"Yes, leave no regrets, just seize the day."

The stars are shining and the night sky is bright.

The starlight from the sky fell on Lin Yun's face. He looked at the cold lake, showing a relieved smile, and said firmly: "Xiang Jianzhi, I have no regrets in this life!"

"Leave no regrets, just fight for the day and the night; Xiangjian's heart, no regrets in this life!"

Master Thirteen turned his head slowly, looking at the handsome face of the young man, his eyes fell on the purple mark between his eyebrows.

One day as a slave, all living beings have a seal.

But looking at the smile on the young man's face bathed in the starlight, the purple mark did not detract from his demeanor at all, instead it was like a star, showing more self-confidence.

But the sentence is just a matter of time, no regrets in this life, after all, it is a little frivolous, in the final analysis, it is just a teenager.

But how?

Young, bento so!

"Master Thirteen, the fish is hooked!"

Lin Yun looked at the swaying fishing line and said excitedly.

"Hehe, I've been hooked. I've been fishing for this fish king for ten years, and I've been hooked twice, but I've been swayed by it. This is the third time. If it doesn't happen, I'm afraid I won't be able to take the bait in this life. Am I pulling the pole?"

Thirteenth Master's aged face showed a youthful smile, and said provocatively.

"Why don't you dare!" Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and took the fishing rod.