A third-grade Martial Ancestor had killed three Martial Ancestors who were of a higher cultivation level than him. It was unbelievable.
"This …" The Sect Leader of the Flying Feather Sect stared at Lin Yun in the arena, completely dumbfounded.
As a eighth-grade Martial Ancestor, he was unable to defeat the Great Elder of the Flying Feather Sect with a single move. However, this third-grade Martial Ancestor youth had done it.
Furthermore, he looked at Lin Yun with a relaxed expression, as though he had done something insignificant.
At this moment, Lin Yun's gaze suddenly fell onto him.
In an instant, the Sect Leader of the Flying Feather Sect shuddered.
"Sect Leader of the Flying Feather Sect, who are you sending to fight?" Long Hongyi was completely numb to Lin Yun's performance. After announcing the victory, he saw that the Sect Leader of the Flying Feather Sect was silent, so he asked.
"I'll do it!" After hesitating for a while, the Sect Leader of the Flying Feather Sect braced himself and decided to fight personally.
He and another elder were the only ones left in the Flying Feather Sect. The elder was only a sixth-grade Martial Ancestor, so the result would be the same as the other three. It was better for him to fight personally, as he might be able to defeat Lin Yun.
"The Sect Leader of the Flying Feather Sect! A eighth-grade Martial Ancestor! "
"He can fight now, right?"
"A eighth-grade Martial Ancestor fighting a third-grade Martial Ancestor. Isn't that a one-sided beating?"
"Think about the previous three battles."
"Pretend I didn't say anything."
If these people had not seen Lin Yun's previous three battles, they would have thought that a third-grade Martial Ancestor would not be able to defeat a eighth-grade Martial Ancestor.
However, after witnessing Lin Yun's methods, they did not dare to make such a conclusion.
This third-grade Martial Ancestor was too cruel. He had completely overturned their understanding of Martial Ancestors.
"Let the battle begin!"
Following Long Hongyi's voice, Lin Yun stood still for the first time. He looked at the Sect Leader of the Flying Feather Sect without moving.
"Damn it!" The Sect Leader of the Flying Feather Sect slapped his forehead with all his might to clear his head. He took a deep breath and released his Martial Soul. "Flying Feather Longbow!"
Immortal Qi gathered on the arm of the Flying Feather Sect Master. As the Immortal Qi gathered, a feathered longbow appeared in his hand.
This was the first time someone had released their Martial Soul in front of Lin Yun since the start of the tournament.
Everyone held their breaths and prepared to watch the battle.
No matter how stunning Lin Yun's performance had been, they didn't think it was possible for him to surpass five levels.
In their opinion, even if the Flying Feather Sect's Sect Leader couldn't defeat Lin Yun, he should at least cause both sides to suffer.
The Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master didn't dare to be negligent. Even though he saw that Lin Yun wasn't doing anything, he didn't dare to let his guard down.
The Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master gathered an arrow, nocked it on the bowstring, and pointed it at Lin Yun.
The bowstring was fully drawn, and the arrow shot towards Lin Yun like a meteor.
The tail of the arrow was covered in feathers. As the arrow was shot, the feathers fell off and turned into an arrow in mid-air.
Suddenly, another nine arrows appeared in the void and shot towards Lin Yun.
The Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master used his killing move right away. This was the strongest move he could release as a grade-eight Martial Ancestor.
He had once relied on this move to instantly kill a martialist who had just advanced to grade-eight Martial Ancestor.
The Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master was delighted when he saw that Lin Yun didn't have any defense. He thought that Lin Yun was too arrogant and complacent.
Just as the ten arrows were less than a foot away from Lin Yun, Lin Yun's body suddenly trembled. Then, an unbelievable scene appeared.
"How is this possible?"
"Did the arrow pass through his body?"
"That can't be! Is this guy still human? "
A series of exclamations came from below the arena, as they saw Lin Yun's body tremble slightly. Then, the ten arrows all passed through Lin Yun's body and hit the defensive barrier behind Lin Yun.
"So noisy, so noisy! Can't you let me sleep? " Yasuo roared angrily, but the surrounding people didn't care about him at all. Yasuo could only cover his ears helplessly.
Lin Yun, who was in the arena, ignored the exclamations of the people below the arena. In his eyes, the ten arrows shot by the Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master were as slow as a tortoise.
He had only moved his body in a hundredth of a second. Was there a need to make a fuss about it?
"I …" The Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master was extremely shocked. He had no idea what had happened. By the time he wanted to nock his bow again, Lin Yun's leg had already appeared in front of him and sent him flying with a kick.
Everyone was dumbfounded when the Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master crashed through the defensive barrier and fell to the ground like the three people before him.
"Is this real? A third-grade Martial Ancestor defeated a level-eight Martial Ancestor in a second? "Someone below the arena couldn't believe what he had just seen and slapped himself hard.
It wasn't until he felt the pain on his face that he realized that this wasn't a dream.
"Where did this person come from?"
"Did you tell me? Who is this guy? "
"Could he have hidden his cultivation level?"
The onlookers could not believe that Lin Yun was able to instantly kill an eighth level Martial Lord with a single move. In their eyes, all of this was so unrealistic.
"Do you still want to fight?" At first, Long Hongyi was a little surprised. However, when he recalled that the person in the arena was called Lin Yun, he felt that everything was natural.
After a while, Long Hongyi looked at the last remaining Flying Feather Sect disciple below the arena and asked.
"No, no, no, no! I admit defeat, I admit defeat! " The Flying Feather Sect disciple's head shook like a rattle drum, afraid that Long Hongyi hadn't heard him.
What a joke. Even his Sect Master had been killed by Lin Yun in a second. Was he going to go up and ask for a beating?
"The Sky Xuan Sect wins the first round! All members of the Flying Feather Sect have been defeated and are disqualified from the competition! " As Long Hongyi announced the result, the people below the arena were like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil. In an instant, the entire back mountain was boiling.
They were all discussing Lin Yun and guessing how strong Lin Yun really was.
Some people said that Lin Yun's strength was at least comparable to a level-nine Martial Ancestor. After all, Lin Yun had let the Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master release his Martial Soul in this round.
Some people also said that Lin Yun's strength was at least at the level of Wu Huang.
They were all guessing who this young man in black was.
As the crowd was guessing, Lin Yun walked down the arena and returned to Xiao Yin's side.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yin asked. In the last round, the Flying Feather Sect's Sect Master didn't even have the chance to release his Martial Soul. However, Lin Yun didn't make a move.
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