"Look, didn't Lin Yun just take a step forward?" At this time, a Mirage Faction disciple stood up and pointed at the arena.
Everyone followed the voice and sure enough, Lin Yun's body had already taken a step forward.
At the same time, Lin Yun on the arena suddenly opened his eyes. The pupils in his eyes constantly rotated, and circles of growth rings suddenly appeared.
Eternal Samsara!
Ye Shuangshuang only felt the scene in front of her flash by. Then, she fell into an endless cycle of samsara.
Gradually, Ye Shuangshuang fell to the ground. She had lost consciousness.
As for Lin Yun, he still stood on the arena with his hands behind his back. Like a mountain, he didn't move an inch.
At this moment, the air in the entire place seemed to have frozen. Everyone fell into a deathly silence as they stared with their mouths agape.
They couldn't believe the scene in front of them.
A dignified direct disciple of the Mirage Faction, whose mastery of illusions could be said to be the number one in the younger generation of the Western world, was actually defeated by Lin Yun!
"How is this possible! Ye Shuangshuang … how could Ye Shuangshuang fall first! "
"Impossible! Did Jiang Yun escape from the Endless World? "
"Terrifying! This Jiang Yun was actually able to defeat Ye Shuangshuang. This is too unbelievable! "
The entire place was in an uproar. Everyone exclaimed in disbelief.
Not only the audience, but even Xiahou Yang, Xiahou Xuan, and Qingyi, the three people who came from the Alliance of Xiahou Martial House like Lin Yun, revealed expressions of disbelief.
They never imagined that Lin Yun could really defeat Ye Shuangshuang.
Ren Tianxing came to Ye Shuangshuang's side. After confirming that Ye Shuangshuang had already lost her will, he announced, "Jiang Yun is the winner!"
Suddenly, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. They looked at Lin Yun as if they were looking at a monster.
"First he forced the direct disciple of the Array Faction to admit defeat, and then he used an illusion to defeat the direct disciple of the Mirage Faction … who can tell me just how powerful this Jiang Yun is!?"
"Is he really just a late-stage Level 4 Wu Huang? Does the Xiahou Martial House have some sort of secret? How did they manage to raise such a monster? "
"Whether it is speed, strength, or defense, Jiang Yun is comparable to a direct disciple. Could it be that he will obtain the best result in the history of the Alliance Martial House at this Grand Union Meeting?"
Everyone was in a heated discussion, and many people began to analyze Jiang Yun's strength. They even believed that Jiang Yun could fight Wang Jizhong.
When Lin Yun returned to the rest area, Xiahou Yang couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile.
In the beginning, his expectation for Lin Yun was to enter the top 100.
After the regional competition, he expected Lin Yun to be in the 50th place.
Time and time again, Lin Yun proved himself and destroyed Xiahou Yang's worldview.
Now that Lin Yun had defeated two direct disciples, he had become a seeded contestant.
No one had ever thought of this and dared not imagine it.
"This kid's future is bound to be limitless." Deputy Alliance Master Yinshi stuck out his tongue and looked seriously at Lin Yun.
He had to admit that he very much wanted to take Lin Yun as his disciple, no matter what Lin Yun's final ranking was.
Because Lin Yun and Ye Shuangshuang's mental strength had basically been exhausted in this battle, the higher-ups of the Sacred Alliance had specifically allowed the two to not continue competing today. Moreover, they had given the two a lot of pills that could replenish their mental strength.
In the rest area, Lin Yun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
Ye Shuangshuang could be said to be the most difficult opponent he had encountered in this General Alliance Meeting.
It was not because of how terrifying the strength, defense, or speed of Lin Yun's opponent was, but because this kind of Divine Sense confrontation often made martial artists feel more exhausted.
Fortunately, although Ye Shuangshuang was also at the fourth realm of Divine Sense, the amount of mental strength she had was not as good as his.
Moreover, although Ye Shuangshuang's "Endless World" was 72 illusory worlds, in fact, with her current mental strength, casting 50 illusory worlds was already the limit.
Lin Yun was able to defeat Ye Shuangshuang in the end because Ye Shuangshuang's mental strength had been exhausted, but Lin Yun still had some mental strength left.
If Ye Shuangshuang's mental strength was equal to his, Lin Yun might only be able to use the power of the Primordial Demon in the illusion world, then cast the Infinite Punishment Method and then go to the real world to erase Ye Shuangshuang's memory.
However, this was too risky.
Time passed, and when Lin Yun opened his eyes, it was already the morning of the second day.
Although he and Ye Shuangshuang did not participate in the competition yesterday, the follow-up matches still continued.
Today was the third day of the finals, and the second round of the competition was still ongoing.
"Finals, second round, 21st match, Qin Wentian against Wang Jizhong!"
When Lin Yun arrived at the arena, the first match was announced by Ren Tianxing.
Qin Wentian, a direct disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, would fight against the strongest monstrous genius of the Martial House in the past hundred years, Wang Jizhong.
This was a battle that everyone dreamed of.
Ten years ago, Wang Jizhong was at the peak of the sixth level Wu Huang. He killed his way to the top 20 of the General Alliance Meeting, but in the end, he fell at the feet of a direct disciple and was fixed at the 18th place.
Ten years later, the current Wang Jizhong could easily defeat the top core disciples of the various sects. Although he was only at the peak of the eighth level Wu Huang, everyone understood that Wang Jizhong's current strength was comparable to that of a direct disciple.
As a direct disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, Qin Wentian was one of the weakest among the twelve direct disciples. His cultivation was only at the initial stage of the ninth level Wu Huang.
Even though Wang Jizhong had defeated Wei Youji, the head core disciple of the Hell Sect, with a single strike, everyone knew that Wang Jizhong was different from Wei Youji.
Now that the two of them met, no one could predict who would win.
"Qin Wentian should be able to win this match. After all, Wang Jizhong is the same as Wei Youji, only at the peak of the eighth level Wu Huang."
"That's right. Qin Wentian defeated Wei Youji with a single move. I don't think he would have to waste too much effort to defeat Wang Jizhong."
"Even the top core disciple of our General Alliance is like that, not to mention Wang Jizhong who came from the Martial House."
The words of the General Alliance disciple aroused the dissatisfaction of the disciples of the Martial House.
Today was different from the past. Even during the last General Alliance Meeting, the disciples of the Martial House didn't dare to refute the words of the General Alliance disciple.
But now, the situation was different.
Not only did their Martial House have Wang Jizhong, but they also had Lin Yun who had defeated two of their direct disciples.
Lin Yun and Wang Jizhong had also given the disciples of the Martial House the confidence to speak with confidence.
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