After a while, Xue Jianfeng tried his best to explain, "That's different. The other sects are only suppressing it on the surface. Even if they don't know the practitioner's arts and the style's mingmen, it's not hard as long as they use the right strategy. But Luo Shasheng is different. His style's mingmen has been locked on, so there's no doubt about it!"
"Is that so? Then according to what you're saying, as long as we can lock on the style's mingmen, it must be someone who snitched on us? "Lin Yi smiled faintly.
"Of course, if it's not someone snitching on us, do you think it's just luck?" Xue Jianfeng hmphed coldly.
Lin Yi glanced at the other people's expressions. Seeing that they were still skeptical, he said, "Then what if I can lock on the opponent's mingmen with ease later? What do you say?"
"How is that possible!" Xue Jianfeng snorted disdainfully. Even if Lin Yi's strength was much higher than his opponent's, the most he could do was win with brute force. It was impossible for him to lock onto his opponent's moves, unless he knew his opponent's arts and all their moves like the back of his hand.
Plus, the drawing hadn't even started yet. They didn't even know who their opponent was. Lin Yi's words were bullsh * t to Xue Jianfeng.
"Alright, then open your eyes wide and watch. We'll talk after you're done," Lin Yi smiled faintly.
"Alright! But let me say this first. If you can't lock on the opponent's mingmen later, it'll be a confession. I suggest disqualifying Leng Leng and Lingshan. Uncle Xin, that's not too much, is it? "Xue Jianfeng said immediately.
Xin Yijie and Lin Yi looked at each other. Seeing how calm Lin Yi was, he nodded in front of the crowd. After all, if Leng Leng revealed the Snow Sword School's practitioner's arts to others, it would be too bad of an influence. They could only be disqualified as a warning to others.
"Alright, let's start then," Lin Yi said casually.
"Alright." Xin Yijie immediately began to preside over the drawing of lots for the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection disciples. Including Lin Yi and Xue Jianfeng, there were originally eight Foundation Establishment Great Perfection disciples. However, because of Ling Tianyou's successful cross-level challenge and Zhan Shixiong's early elimination, there were only seven left.
This wasn't easy to arrange, but it wasn't completely unsolvable. They just had to draw the missing disciples and make them priority for the next round. If they didn't get enough matches because of this, they could just make up for it in the future.
The results came out very quickly, and Lin Yi's opponent this time was the only female of the entire group of perfected foundations- Duanmu Yu, the senior sister leading the group from Leaf Ling.
Although she was a girl, Duan Muyu's every move was valiant and quite masculine. Both her dressing and temperament were very masculine. She was a maverick woman.
The corner of Xue Jianfeng's lips curled up when he saw this. Lin Yi had sworn that he could easily lock onto any opponent's Mingmen, but this Ye Ling sect was one of the most mysterious sects in the Archaic Alliance. Their movements were like ghosts, and their moves were extraordinary. Even Xue Jianfeng didn't know much about them. He couldn't even name their moves, let alone Mingmen.
Lin Yi's bet was a lost one, given that he'd picked an opponent like this.
"Please." Lin Yi walked into the field slowly and made a gesture to Duan Muyu.
Duan Muyu nodded slightly and didn't say anything. She moved her feet and dashed towards Lin Yi. Her movement was very strange. Like a falling leaf in the wind, she drifted from left to right, but her speed wasn't slow at all. In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Lin Yi.
"Duan Muyu's movement is quite the essence of Ye Ling Sect. Although she's not as amazing as Ling Tianyou, she's a rare outstanding figure among the disciples of the same generation in the Archaic Alliance." Xin Yijie couldn't help but sigh.
Although Foundation Establishment disciples weren't the decisive power of the Archaic Alliance, they still represented the future of each sect. A strong Foundation Establishment disciple meant that the sect had a strong foundation and a bright future. On the other hand, if the Foundation Establishment disciples weren't strong enough, then the future of the sect would be bleak.
In the entire Archaic Underworld, the Thousand Blades Sect had the amazing Ling Tianyou, the Snow Sword Sect had the powerful Xue Jianfeng, and even Ye Ling Sect had the outstanding Duan Muyu. They were all the reserve forces of the Middle Island Alliance. On the contrary, the North Island Alliance was mediocre. It had been a long time since they had such a talented disciple.
At this rate, after a hundred years, when these people grew up one by one, it would be difficult for the North Island Alliance to maintain its status as an equal with the Middle Island Alliance.
Xin Yijie was worried, but the situation on the field had changed in an instant. Duan Muyu's movement was unpredictable, and her opponent in the last round had suffered from it. But this time, her opponent was Lin Yi. After years of continuous improvement, the Butterfly Microstep's unpredictable movement was not inferior to Ye Ling's movement at all. In terms of speed, Duan Muyu's movement was far faster than hers.
Duan Muyu originally wanted to seize the initiative with Ye Ling's movement, but before she could lock on to Lin Yi, Lin Yi suddenly blocked the position behind her. The difference in movement was obvious.
The eyes of the spectators brightened. As expected of a powerful figure who could suppress Ling Tianyou to the point of being helpless. Duan Muyu's strength was not weak, but it was not enough 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 was much stronger than Duan Muyu, but so what? The bet between him and Lin Yi was not about who would win or lose, but whether Lin Yi could lock on to Duan Muyu's movement. This was more than a thousand times more difficult than winning or losing!
Unless Lin Yi knew the mental cultivation method and movement of Ye Ling Sect like the back of his hand, it was as difficult as ascending to heaven to achieve this.
"You are really strong, but it won't be so easy to defeat me." Duanmu Yu glanced at Lin Yi, who was behind her. She knew that Ye Ling wouldn't be able to shake him off. Moreover, her chances of winning weren't high in the first place. If she kept dodging, she wouldn't stand a chance at all.
As soon as she finished speaking, Duan Muyu opened her palm, and a withered leaf slowly fell.
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