"What? Ding Yi was actually defeated by the disciple of the Fire Dragon Gate with one sword?"

"It's impossible. Ding Yi is a seed player from our Qiankun Academy. Even if he loses, he will never be able to even catch the opponent's sword, right?"

"What is the strength of this disciple of Fire Dragon Gate, and why is his swordsmanship so superb?"

The elders of Qiankun Academy at the senior executives all looked at each other, unable to accept the seed players and disciples of their own sects, who would actually lose in this way.

Because Lin's first regular competition defeated the seed player of the Chunqiu Academy with one sword. In all his second regular competitions, many elders of many sects set their sights on Lin Mu's second competition.

The elders of all major sects want to see what methods Lin Mu has?

Who knew that they saw Lin Mu defeating his opponent with one sword again, and they had not even used their martial arts!

A sword light made the opponent surrender and admit defeat!

hiss!

At this time, in the seats of the elders of the Fire Dragon Gate, the elders of the Fire Dragon Gate took a breath of air, and their chins fell all over the floor.

"How is it possible, how could Made be so powerful?"

"I know that disciple from Qiankun Academy, and the other party is a seed player from Qiankun Academy!"

"A seed player at the peak of the second level of the legendary realm in Qiankun Academy was defeated by a sword by a disciple of the early stage of the legendary realm of our sect?"

The elders of the Fire Dragon Sect were all surprised and were shocked by Lin Mu's strength. Why did Ma De, who was usually not visible in the sect, suddenly become so powerful?

In the area where the elders of the Chunqiu Academy were seated, a bald young man finally breathed a sigh of relief on his face.

This bald young man was the first disciple of the Chunqiu Academy to be defeated by Lin Mu's sword. His naked head was Lin Mu's masterpiece.

The reason why this young man felt relieved was because he found that some people had suffered the same treatment he had been treated and their heads were cut off.

Then even if I was ridiculed for being ridiculed by Lin Mu's head, I would not be laughing at myself alone.

In the seat where the elders of the Prince's College sat upright, they looked solemn. If the disciples of their sect were stripped of their heads, wouldn't this face be too much?

However, when they thought of their many sub-students in the playoffs, they immediately felt relieved.

"I didn't expect that there were such a powerful disciples in the Fire Dragon Gate, but our Prince's College has booked the championship of this Shenwu Competition."

"That's right, the stronger the disciple of this Fire Dragon Sect, the better. As long as he meets the disciples of our Prince's College, he will definitely lose."

"The champion of this Shenwu Competition has long been booked by Ouyang Wudi, the personal disciple of our Prince's College."

The elders of the Prince's College also started to discuss Lin Mu's performance.

After Lin Mu closed his eyes and rested for half an hour in the stands, the other disciples of the Fire Dragon Sect finally returned one after another.

"Senior Brother Made, I won another game."

"Senior Brother Ma De, so do I."

These disciples of the Fire Dragon Sect came back and saw Lin Mu, and spoke excitedly.

"It's great, but I think you seem to have been injured. I'll treat you for it."

Then Lin Mu opened his eyes from the state of resting his mind, and casually exerted a few vital energy to help these disciples of the Fire Dragon Sect recuperation.

With the end of the second round of the regular season, players who accumulated zero winning points basically missed the playoffs.

To everyone's surprise, all of the more than a dozen disciples of the Fire Dragon Gate won two consecutive victories, especially the disciple named Ma De, who had defeated his opponent with one sword twice in a row, and the total battle time was less than one minute.

Lin Mu's record really shocked many people.

After a while, a light curtain broke out from Lin Mu's token again, and Lin Mu also came to a battlefield again.

"Are you the disciple named Ma De from the Fire Dragon Gate?"

Just when Lin Mu thought his opponent was about to kneel down and admit defeat again, Lin Mu finally met an opponent who did not let him kneel down and admit defeat immediately.

Lin Mu looked up and down at the opponent and found that the opponent's strength was at the early stage of the fourth level of the Legend Realm, which was a little stronger than the disciple of Qiankun Academy just now.

"Ma De, a disciple of the Fire Dragon Gate, please give me advice."

Since the other party did not ask him to kneel down and admit defeat as soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Mu bowed to his opponent in the third round and said, following the rules before the competition.

"Hmph, don't ask for your own name. You who are about to become my defeated general, are not qualified to know my name."

This arrogant opponent said disdainfully to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu was stunned. He thought he had finally met a normal opponent. Who knew that this opponent was still so arrogant.

"Since that's the case, then take action."

Lin Mu's voice also became cold. When facing an arrogant opponent, he could only use violent means to slap the other party in the face.

"The true art of the Divine Sword to Control Thunder!"

The contestant snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly pointed at the sky, and instantly used a powerful martial art.

Rumble!

There were bursts of thunder explosions in the sky, and the entire battlefield space was filled with violent energy.

"Are you scared?"

This contestant seemed to have transformed into a thunder god. All the thunder in the sky was under his control. As long as he gave him a command, the thunder in this sky would pour down towards Lin Mu, blowing Lin Mu into ashes.

Facing this opponent like Thunder God, Lin Mu just looked at the other person calmly and calmly, as if he had the feeling of being pretending to be calm when I was watching you quietly.

At the same time, due to Lin Mu's outstanding performance two times before, many people were paying attention to Lin Mu's performance in the third round in the stands outside the battlefield.

"This kid from Fire Dragon Gate is probably going to lose this time. His opponent is Mo Dalei, who is known as Thunder God."

"Well, I agree with you. Although Mo Dalei has not joined any sect, he is a first-level casual cultivator, he once obtained an ancient thunder secret technique in a certain ruin, which is extremely powerful. He once defeated a strong man at the fifth level of the legendary realm with one move. It is probably easier to face this disciple of the Fire Dragon Gate."

"I also agree with your statement. Mo Dalei is one of the popular candidates for this Shenwu Competition. He has basically booked a seat in the playoffs and cannot be defeated by the boy Fire Dragon Gate."

Many people who knew Mo Dalei in the stands started to talk.

However, most people think that Mo Dalei will defeat Lin Mu. Although Lin Mu is strong, can he be stronger than Mo Dalei who has practiced the ancient thunder secret technique?

The elders from the Fire Dragon Gate also showed a very solemn expression on their faces.

They didn't want Lin Mu to be defeated by Mo Dalei. The disciples of the Fire Dragon Gate were here to serve as foil for the disciples of the Prince's College. If they wanted to lose, they could only lose to the disciples of the Prince's College.

In the stands area where the Chunqiu Academy is located, the bald young man named Qiuyang. When he saw Lin Mu's third round opponent was Mo Dalei, Qiuyang couldn't help laughing, "Hmph, you will lose this time, you dare to cut my head into a bald one. Mo Dalei, teach him a lesson!"

In the stands area where Qiankun Academy is located, the bald young man named Ding Yi finally relaxed when he saw Lin Mu's third round opponent Mo Dalei.

Ding Yi touched his bald head, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he said hatefully, "Ma De, you are destroyed under the five thunders of Mo Dalei!"

Compared to Qiuyang, when Ding Yi was in the second regular competition with Lin Mu, he not only had his head shaved, but also cut all his clothes into pieces, making him naked in public. What a shame?

So Ding Yi was very looking forward to seeing Mo Dalei defeat Lin Mu and even kill him.

"Your name is Made, right? I will give you some time to breathe, immediately kneel down and beg for mercy and admit defeat. I can leave you a way out!"

Mo Dalei, who was transformed into Thunder God, stared at Lin Mu like lightning, and said loudly in a commanding tone.

Lin Mu was stunned. This player seemed to be more rampant than the two opponents in front of him?

Although the two opponents in front were also very arrogant, they all gave Lin Mu more than three breaths to kneel down and beg for mercy and admit defeat.

And the opponent in front of him just gave him time to breathe.

At this little time, even the time to fart is a bit urgent.

After waiting for a while, Mo Dalei found that Lin Mu had not knelt down and begged for mercy to admit defeat. He suddenly sneered and said, "A breath has passed. Boy, if you have a way in heaven, you won't go, but you will break in."

"Forget it, let you taste the power of my Thunder Secret Technique!"

After Mo Dalei said that, his hands kept forming complex handprints, and suddenly he shouted to the sky, "Thunder is coming!"
Chapter completed!