Chapter 15 -- the first four

Under the sunlight, a blood-covered figure on the ground looks particularly conspicuous and unbearable on the ground.

Lost, really lost.

One move.

The man actually lost with only one move.

I didn't even see it clearly.

The child surnamed Wang's eyes were so fragile at this time, and his face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

"Is this still the old waste?" This is also the idea of many disciples under the stage.

His proud talent did not play a role at all. He was instantly submerged in front of Lin Yuan's swordsmanship, and his whole body stood like a bone.

Lin Yuan still maintains the posture of waving his sword, which is chic and beautiful.

In the middle of the square, Lin Qingming, the owner of the Lin family, was shocked at the moment of Lin Yuan's wave.

Liuyun swordsmanship is complete.

Maybe there is nothing in the eyes of others, but after all, he is the owner of Linjiazhuang, and Lin Yuan uses Linjiazhuang's basic swordsmanship Liuyun swordsmanship. As the head of Linjiazhuang, how can he not know him?

However, as a martial artist in the nine-fold realm of the day after tomorrow, Lin Qingming's face recovered instantly, and then replaced by a smile. As the head of the Lin family, he still has this scheming.

Looking at the owner of the Wang family opposite, Lin Qingming didn't say anything. He just looked at the owner of the Wang family and seemed to say, "Didn't you say it's awesome?"

Lin Yuan is still on the ring, and under the ring, there is silence, and everyone seems to have not recovered from the failure of the disciple surnamed Wang.

"Lin Jia No. 71 Lin Yuansheng." The referee's voice broke the silence.

At this time, the people under the stage knew that Lin Yuan might not be the waste Lin Yuan before.

The people under the stage guessed that this is at least the late or peak of the five-fold realm of the day after tomorrow.

The five-fold realm after one move, followed by the name Lin Yuan also came out in other people's ears.

Lin Yuan became famous in World War I...

Lin Yuan didn't say much. Surrounded by many disciples, he got off the ring, celebrated loudly, and was thrown into the air by the extremely excited disciples.

Of course, this is only among the disciples of Lin Jiazhuang.

"Is this the supreme strength?" Lin Yuan smiled softly.

In the past, my strength was weak, who would pay attention to me, and who would care about me, no.

In the past, I didn't have the strength, who would worship me, and who would, do this to myself.

In the past, I didn't have the strength, and who would scream for myself and be so crazy about myself.

Although Lin Yuan was often bullied in Linjiazhuang before, it was only a few people. Most of them were still very good, and most of them ignored it.

At this time, Lin Yuan is like a star, a shining star, and a dazzling star.

In the crowd.

Who doesn't want to be the center of the crowd?

Who doesn't want to listen to the cheers for themselves?

Who doesn't want to be a high-profile winner?

In every teenager's heart, there is a heroic dream, which is reflected in this moment, that is, to defeat the opponent in this competition, win the game and receive cheers.

The champion will only belong to one person, and that person is the most eye-catching star.

At the viewing table.

Wang Ming, the head of the Wang family, slowly sat back to his seat, and a trace of undisguised anger flashed between his eyebrows.

Mo Yuan laughed undisguisedly and said, "What a Lin Yuan, that sword is really shocking. Master Lin, look at his swordsmanship, your Liuyun swordsmanship in Linjiazhuang seems to have reached great perfection. What a rare kendo genius. It's so hard for you to hide us old guys."

"No, Mayor Mo, this is also the result of Lin Yuan's efforts." At this time, Lin Qingming, the head of the Lin family, was also full of joy on his face and won glory for his family. The owner of the Lin family was not happy.

Maybe there will be some surprises this year.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingming's face also had a trace of expectation.

The face of the Zhang family and the Wang family is as heavy as water.

"Maybe this Lin Yuan will surprise us." Mo Yuan said with expectation on his face.

"Although Lin Yuan defeated Wang Meng, I'm afraid it's not enough to win the championship in the end. Wang Yun and Zhang Tian are all rare geniuses in recent years, and they are all in the realm of six heavens. Although Lin Yuan's swordsmanship has been perfect, Lin Yuan may not be able to defeat them." The Zhang family, who had never spoken, advocated Yang's interpolation.

......

After the end of the battle between Lin Yuan and Wang Meng, a disciple of the Wang family, the curtain of the first four-family match finally opened, and the intense battle began.

The mood of the four big comparisons has not changed because of the situation on Lin Yuan's side. It is still going on nervously, and the topic of champion has been continuing.

............

Time passed slowly, the battle continued, and the blood continued.

It became famous in the first battle and lost its soul.

This is the cruelty of the State of Zhao. Only the winner can keep his name.

At this time, it was already evening. At the moment when Wang Yun of the Wang family finally defeated a disciple of the Dugu family, today's battle ended.

Therefore, the top four martial arts competition were finally born.

Only Lin Yuan was promoted to the top four of the Lin family. Lin Yong, who was the most concerned by the Lin family, unfortunately met Zhang Tian of the Zhang family and finally failed, which made the Lin family very disappointed.

However, when everyone was disappointed, Lin Yuan came out, which also greatly alleviated the weakness of the Lin family in this regard. Lin Yuan also lived up to everyone's expectations and was promoted to the top four.

And Lin Yuan also became a dark horse among them, and there were many people who talked about him, because in the battle after Lin Yuan, the battle ended quickly and never exceeded ten moves.

Clean and neat.

The names of these four people are also deeply remembered in the minds of all four families.

Two months ago, I was a well-known waste in Linjiazhuang.

But now, he has become a disciple of the strongest young generation in Linjiazhuang. Even the four strongest of the young generation in Qianxing Town.

Lin Yuan couldn't help sighing that fate was so unpredictable.

The State of Zhao is a strange world full of infinite possibilities.

Lin Yuan has also been a swordsman since childhood, and the dream of sword fairy. In this infinite space, it is extending little by little and sees the possibility of realization.

In this world where martial arts is respected, people's fate is tragic. Only with strong strength can they live here and live in the State of Zhao.

Either be an ordinary person and endure the torture of the world, or be a superior person, above ten thousand people, proud of the world.

Shaking his head, Lin Yuan dispersed his thoughts and went to the position belonging to Linjiazhuang.

After all, the top four have been divided at this time, and we can only wait for tomorrow for the final battle.

became famous in World War I. Starting tomorrow.

When it comes to the position of Linjiazhuang, there will be another wave of praise. Maybe Lin Yuan has been used to such a world, or perhaps Lin Yuan enjoys such a way.

In a word, Lin Yuan is very plain and calm now, and it seems that it is not in line with his current age.

What everyone doesn't know is that Lin Yuan's heart is not in such a small Qianxing Town at all, but belongs to the vast world outside and the whole world.

That's my yearning.