In the field, the two arrogant contestants were in a fierce battle, which made everyone stare at them. When they reached the end of the battle, Yang Chengrui, a disciple of Wanbeast Mountain, actually released a striking cloud python and launched an auxiliary attack, which attracted the exclamation of the onlookers.

The giant python did cause some interference to Lin Yang. He rushed to the right, but he snorted coldly in his heart. Could it be that I don’t have animal pets? Let’s take a look.

As his palm was raised, Lin Yang also released his beast pet, that is, the snow cloud eagle of almost the same level. The cold air suddenly spread out, and the white eagle flapped its wings and flew out, looking extremely majestic.

Many disciples widened their eyes and shouted in shock, "Oh my God, what is this?"

"Lin Yang actually has a high-level beast pet, which is incredible."

Xue Yundiao looked at Jingyun Python with sharp eyes, and suddenly poked out his steel hook-like claws. The cold white light surged downwards, launching a fierce attack on the giant python, which was indeed extraordinary.

Jingyun Python opened its bloody mouth unwilling to be outdone, spitting out a blue edge to block the attack and making a bang.

On the other side, Lin Yang could finally launch a fierce attack on his opponent with his heart. The sword light surged like haze, and countless ghost claws hidden in it appeared and had extremely strong attack power.

This move made Yang Chengrui look fearful in his eyes. He waved the centipede hook in panic to resist, but he still failed. He could only hear a bang sound, and his body involuntarily retreated.

Immediately afterwards, he was hit by a ghost claw on the shoulder. He screamed in pain, threw away the weapon in his hand, and fell pale and fell one foot away, completely confused.

Lin Yang fell to the ground, looked at him with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "You lost!"

Although Yang Chengrui was angry, he had to admit defeat and could only make a harsh statement, "You just won by chance. Wait, sooner or later, I will surpass you."

Lin Yang said coldly: "In the next life, maybe you can beat me, you will never have a chance in this life."

At the same time, Jingyun Python was also defeated, with deep wounds on his body, dripping blood and roaring in pain.

Yang Chengrui felt very distressed when he saw this. He waved his hand in a hurry and summoned the beast pet back, turning into a ray of light and drilling into the beast pet bag. He picked up the weapon with a blue face, turned around and walked away.

Lin Yang whistled, and Xue Yun Diao was also put away, standing in the field waiting for the next contestant, Sun Lin, a disciple from Songyun Sect.

The other party is a stout, black-faced young man, calm and composed, holding a broken moon knife in his hand.

Unlike Lin Yang's deliberate arrogance, Sun Lin seemed taciturn and just said, "Please give me some advice."

Lin Yang said, "Then I'm not polite."

Many members of the Songyun Sect were very angry at Lin Yang's response, feeling that this boy was too crazy. Some disciples shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Sun, don't show mercy and deal with this kid."

"It's just... the one named Lin is too arrogant and must not be let go."

Sun Lin ignored the shouts of many fellow disciples, and was not affected at all, and was always calm and composed.

As the game began, the two sides fought hard, and Lin Yang was surprised to find that although the other party was at the mid-stage level of the fusion of the soul, his skills were even more profound and he must not be underestimated.

Fortunately, Lin Yang has a special physique and has experienced many battles. Although he is a little troubled, he finally defeated Sun Lin, which disappointed many disciples of Songyun Sect and sighed.

Seeing Lin Yang showing his might and defeating the top disciples of other sects one after another, many members of Fengming Valley cheered excitedly and cheered loudly.

"Lin Yang won again, it's great!"

"Wow... it's so great..." Zhou Xuelian's pretty face showed a look of relief and was filled with joy. She accepted Lin Yang as her disciple and brought it back to Fengming Valley, but was questioned by many people, which made her feel very stressed.

Fortunately, my disciples are successful and perform well in the competition between the seven major sects. There should be no problem in entering the top five at present. I have won glory for Fengming Valley and finally being able to block others' mouths.

Subconsciously, Zhou Xuelian turned her head to look at her master, but saw that Old Ancestor Jiang also had a peaceful expression and nodded slightly. It was a recognition of Lin Yang, which made her feel that she had not wasted any effort.

Next, Lin Yang rested for a while and was watching the battle. Seeing that Long Wei, a monk from Tianfo Temple, defeated Liang Yang, a disciple of Yufeng Temple, he felt awe-in. The very powerful monk would eventually become his strong enemy.

It was his turn to play again. His opponent was Yin Xiaoran, the daughter of the head of Yantian Sect. He was pretty and could be called the number one beautiful disciple of the sect. Naturally, he was arrogant and had a very irritable temper.

This girl had long disliked Lin Yang. She was determined to defeat the other party and could only get angry.

Fortunately, I was finally able to compete with him, and I was already filled with anger. My pretty face was covered with Han Shuang, and I said in a sequin: "If you are surnamed Lin, don't think you are very capable. You won before, so it proves that those opponents are not good. Now you are unlucky when you meet this lady, just wait for abuse."

While angrily scolding Lin Yang, he inevitably offended some people. Even the disciples who were defeated by Lin Yang before were despised by Yin Xiaoran and did not take them seriously.

The angry eyes of these disciples fell on the woman, and they felt very dissatisfied, thinking that Yin Xiaoran was speechless without his brain.

Especially Yu Feng, the beautiful Yu Lingzi, rolled her eyes and said disdainfully, "It's so fierce and brainless!"

Lin Yang heard it in his ears, his eyes fell on Yin Xiaoran, and he deeply agreed with Yu Lingzi's words, especially the first half of the sentence, which was indeed the case.

Of course, he didn't have a good face. He couldn't be tolerant or humble because his beautiful disciple had a good figure, and responded contemptuously, "Your fate is no different from those people, just wait for a beating."

"Bastard... I'm so arrogant that I can tell you how powerful I am!"

Suddenly, the sword was unsheathed and showed a silver sharp edge, like a long rainbow, sweeping over with magnificent momentum, and it was indeed a few tricks.

Seeing this, the disciples of Yantian Sect cheered happily, especially many male disciples fell in love with Yin Xiaoran, regarded them as the goddess in their dreams, and even shouted loudly with their throats.

"The eldest lady is unparalleled, and the surname Lin is vulnerable."

"If you can't use a few moves, Lin Yang will definitely lose..." This move aroused the dissatisfaction of many Fengming Valley disciples. The most important thing was the female disciples who had long regarded Lin Yang as a perfect male god and were undisputed idols in their minds. They were like fans, so how could they not protect the dignity of the male god?

"The cowhide is so loud. Lin Yang is the real master. That woman is far from that person."

"Look at it. If there is no need to use ten moves, Yin Xiaoran will be defeated and become embarrassed."
Chapter completed!