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Chapter 5193: Chapter 5191-waiting

Translator: 549690339

After choking for a moment, Xue Jianfeng tried to explain,””That’s not the same. The other sects only show their restraint on the surface. Even if they don’t know the mental cultivation method and the Mingmen, as long as they adopt the right strategy, it’s not difficult to do it. But Luo shasheng is different. His Mingmen has obviously been locked on, so there must be someone who told on him. There’s no doubt about it!”

“Oh, really? So you’re saying that as long as we can lock onto the Mingmen, someone must have told on us?” Lin Yi said with a half-smile.

“Of course, if someone didn’t tell on us, it wouldn’t be a fluke, right?” Xue Jianfeng snorted.

Lin Yi looked at everyone’s expressions and saw that they didn’t quite believe him,”Then what would you say if even I could easily lock onto the opponent’s Mingmen?”

“How is that possible?” Xue Jianfeng sneered. Even if Lin Yi was much stronger than his opponent, he would only win by force at most. It was impossible to lock onto his opponent’s weakness unless he knew his opponent’s practitioner’s Arts and all his moves.

Not to mention that the drawing of lots hadn’t even started yet, and they didn’t even know who their opponent was. Lin Yi’s words were bullshit to Xue Jianfeng.

“Sure, then open your eyes wide and watch. You can speak after you’re done.” Lin Yi smiled faintly.

“Good! But I’ll say this first-if you can’t lock onto your opponent’s vitals later, then it’ll be like you’re confessing without even trying. I suggest that we disqualify coold and Lingshan from the competition. Shishu Xin, that’s not too much, is it?” Xue Jianfeng immediately said.

Xin Yijie looked at Lin Yi and nodded in front of everyone. After all, it would be too bad if they were to reveal the heart of the snow sword sect to the public. He could only disqualify them as a warning.

“Alright, let’s get started.” Lin Yi said casually.

“Alright,” he said. Xin Yijie immediately started hosting the matches between the disciples of the peak Foundation Stage. Including Lin Yi and Xue Jianfeng, there were originally eight disciples of the peak Foundation Stage, but with Ling Tianyou’s success in the cross-realm challenge and Zhan Shixiong’s early elimination, there were only seven people left.

Although this was somewhat difficult to arrange, it was not completely impossible to solve. It was nothing more than drawing out the vacant disciples and making them the priority contestants in the next round. If this led to insufficient number of matches, at most, there would be a make-up match later.

The results of the draw came out quickly. Lin Yi’s opponent was the only woman in the peak Foundation Stage, the leader of the middle Island Alliance’s Ye Ling sect, Duanmu Yu.

Although she was a woman, every movement of this Duanmu Yu was valiant and heroic. She was quite manly. Moreover, regardless of whether it was her dressing or her temperament, she was extremely masculine. She was a woman of her own.

Xue Jianfeng’s lips curved up. Lin Yi said that he could easily lock onto any opponent’s Mingmen, but this leaf spirit sect was one of the most mysterious sects in the entire ancient Alliance. Their movements were ghostly and their moves were extraordinary. Even Xue Jianfeng didn’t know much about them. He couldn’t even name their moves, let alone their Mingmen.

With an opponent like this, Lin Yi’s bet was a lost one.

“Please,” he said. Lin Yi walked into the arena slowly and made an inviting gesture to Duanmu Yu.

Duanmu Yu nodded slightly but didn’t say anything. She moved towards Lin Yi. Her movement was very strange, like a leaf in the wind, drifting left and right, but her speed wasn’t slow at all. She was in front of Lin Yi in the blink of an eye.

“Duanmu Yu’s movement technique has the essence of leaf spirit sect’s unpredictability. Although he’s not as amazing as Ling Tianyou, he’s still considered a rare and outstanding figure among the same generation of disciples in the ancient Alliance.” Xin Yijie couldn’t help but sigh.

Although the Foundation Stage disciples weren’t the decisive power of the ancient Alliance, they represented the future of each ancient sect. A strong foundation Stage disciple meant that the sect had a strong foundation and a bright future. On the other hand, if all the Foundation Stage disciples were weak, then the future of the ancient sect would be bleak.

Looking at the entire immemorial little pugilistic world, the thousand blade sect had the shockingly talented Ling Tianyou, the snow sword sect had the powerful Xue Jianfeng, and even the leaf spirit sect had the outstanding Duanmu Yu. They were all the reserve forces of the middle Island Alliance. On the other hand, the North Island Alliance was ordinary. It had been a long time since they had such a talented disciple.

At this rate, it would be difficult for the North Island Alliance to maintain an equal position with the middle Island Alliance after these people grew up one by one in a hundred years.

Xin Yijie was worried, but the situation changed in an instant. Duanmu Yu’s movement technique was unpredictable-this was what her opponent had suffered in the last match. But this time, she was facing Lin Yi. After years of improvement, the butterfly microstep was no less unpredictable than ye Ling’s movement technique, and her speed was far above it.

Duanmu Yu wanted to rely on ye Ling’s movement technique to take the initiative, but before she could even lock onto Lin Yi as a target, Lin Yi had already positioned himself behind her. It was obvious who was better.

Everyone’s eyes brightened. Duanmu Yu was indeed someone who could suppress Ling Tianyou to the point where he couldn’t even do anything. Duanmu Yu wasn’t weak, but he was still nothing in front of Lin Yi.

However, Xue Jianfeng still had a calm and confident smile on his face. Of course, he knew that Lin Yi’s strength was much stronger than Duanmu Yu ‘s, but so what? the bet he made with Lin Yi wasn’t about who would win or lose, but whether Lin Yi could lock onto Duanmu Yu’s Mingmen. The difficulty of this was thousands of times more difficult than winning or losing!

Unless Lin Yi knew everything about spirit leaf sect’s practitioner’s arts and techniques, it would be almost impossible for him to do this.

“You are indeed very strong. However, it won’t be that easy to defeat me.” Duanmu Yu glanced at Lin Yi from the corner of his eyes. He knew that ye Ling wouldn’t be able to escape from Lin Yi’s pursuit with her movement technique alone. Moreover, her chances of winning weren’t high to begin with. If she just dodged, she wouldn’t stand a chance at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Duanmu Yu opened his palm and a withered leaf slowly fell down.

Killing intent rose from all directions as he felt the cold killing intent. It was like the cold of late autumn, and even Lin Yi couldn’t help but feel his blood run cold. The most shocking thing was that after the leaf fell, Duanmu Yu, who should have been in front of him, disappeared without a trace. It was as if his entire person had become one with the environment, and even his aura was hidden flawlessly. (To be continued.) ”

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