On the stage, the outcome of the match had already been decided.
Under Lin Yun's feet, there was a pit with a diameter of several dozen meters. His right foot was nearly a meter off the ground, as if he had stepped on something.
Everyone in the audience was dumbstruck, as if they had been paralyzed. They stood in place, as if they had lost consciousness.
Then, a trembling voice suddenly sounded out in the arena. If one listened carefully, they would discover that this voice came from Lin Yun's right foot.
"Don't fight … Don't fight! I admit defeat! "
Just as the voice fell, Jing Ke's body appeared under Lin Yun's right foot.
At this moment, his entire body was dripping with blood, and there were large bruises on his body. He was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his aura was extremely weak.
For a moment, the entire audience was silent. Everyone was dumbfounded as they looked at the scene on the stage.
They really could not imagine that a dignified direct disciple of the Assassin Sect, an executioner famous for his assassination, would actually admit defeat!
"Jiang Yun wins!"
Only when Ren Tianxing announced the outcome of this match did the audience cry out in surprise.
"Oh my god! It hasn't even been a minute, right? "
"How did he lose? How did this Jiang Yun break Jing Ke's" Perfect Invisibility Technique "?"
"This Jiang Yun is too terrifying! He actually defeated four direct disciples in succession. Could it be that this year's precedent will be broken and a boy from the Alliance Martial House will enter the top ten? "
Everyone was in disbelief. Before, Lin Yun had defeated three direct disciples, and that was already an unbelievable matter. But now, he had actually defeated the stronger direct disciple, Jing Ke!
Originally, Jing Ke had boasted shamelessly that he would defeat Lin Yun within a minute, but he had never thought that he would be defeated by Lin Yun within a minute.
In the end, he could only be stepped on by Lin Yun and beg for mercy.
After the match ended, Jing Ke ran off the stage with his tail between his legs. He had lost his usual composure and arrogance. As for Lin Yun, it was as if he had done something insignificant and returned to the resting area.
The competition continued. After a few rounds, the competition schedule for the day gradually came to an end.
"Third round of the finals, 11th match, Qin Wentian versus Sima Luo!"
Upon hearing that his opponent was actually Sima Luo, Qin Wentian's countenance couldn't help but turn ugly.
In his mind, the strongest direct disciple in this batch should indeed belong to Jian Zizai, Takeshi Suki, and Wei ShenMo.
However, among the twelve direct disciples, the most terrifying one was not these three, nor was it Jing Ke, who could kill one person every ten steps. Instead, it was the direct disciple of the Puppet Sect, Sima Luo, who was also the opponent he needed to face.
At this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out in the spectator stands. Everyone had complicated emotions, as well as puzzled, fearful, and panic-stricken expressions as they looked at the ring.
At the corner of the ring, a man suddenly appeared.
This man's arms were like withered twigs, and his entire body was wrapped in gray cloth. He revealed a pair of zombie-like eyes, making him look like a mummy.
The way he entered the arena was also very strange. He was actually on all fours as he slowly crawled into the ring.
"This … What the hell is this? Could this be a human … "A disciple from the Alliance Martial House sucked in a breath of cold air, his face filled with horror.
"Ignorant! This is the direct disciple of our Puppet Sect, Sima Luo. "A disciple from the Alliance Martial House glanced at the person and said coldly.
Qin Wentian also trembled as he stepped onto the stage. His eyes didn't dare to look at this strange Sima Luo. In his heart, he was already groaning to the heavens.
One had to know that as a direct disciple, whether it was the district competition, promotion competition, or the semi-finals, he had a complete victory record in all of them.
Originally, he didn't think that he would be able to defeat all the direct disciples in this batch. He only hoped that his ranking would be higher.
However, he never thought that Lin Yun and Wang Jizhong from the Alliance Martial House would actually give him a ruthless blow.
And now, he was even more unlucky. He actually met one of the direct disciples with the highest cultivation, the peak of the ninth level, Wu Huang, Sima Luo.
The audience was already in an uproar. Everyone was discussing this matter.
"Is Sima Luo going to make a move … In the previous few rounds, he didn't meet any direct disciples. As a direct disciple, Qin Wentian should be able to force Sima Luo to use some of his trump cards."
"It's hard to say! Among the direct disciples, Sima Luo's strength is only second to Jian Zizai and Takeshi Suki. Even Wei Shenmo, who has awakened his Hell Bloodline, was defeated by Sima Luo in the previous batch. "
"Times are different now. Wei Shenmo has awakened his Hell Bloodline and is comparable to Jian Zizai and Takeshi Suki. However, no matter what, Qin Wentian will not be Sima Luo's opponent. "
Some disciples from the Spirit Beast Sect shook their heads and sighed. They all knew that this time, their sect's ranking would most likely be at the bottom again.
In reality, everyone understood that according to the previous batch, Qin Wentian would not be able to meet such a strong opponent like Sima Luo so quickly in the third round.
However, after Qin Wentian lost to Lin Yun and Wang Jizhong, the higher-ups of the Sacred Alliance arranged for Qin Wentian and Sima Luo to fight first in order to preserve the seeded participants.
"Qin Wentian, as a fellow direct disciple, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible. Don't waste time." On the stage, Sima Luo waved his right hand and the spatial ring on his finger flashed with light.
Immediately after, a two-meter tall humanoid puppet suddenly appeared in front of Sima Luo.
As soon as this humanoid puppet appeared, it immediately drew a wave of exclamations of shock from the crowd.
This was because this humanoid puppet was different from the other puppets used by the Puppet Sect's disciples.
Ordinary puppets were made of special materials. Most of them were made of metal or wood. The difficulty of controlling them was different because of the different materials, and the way they fought was also different.
However, Sima Luo's humanoid puppet looked like a real person. It was made of flesh and blood and had a burly body. It was like a small mountain, but its skin was pale and gray. It looked like a corpse.
"Is this a puppet? Why is it so different from what we usually see? "
"It can't be! How is this a puppet? It's obviously a corpse. "
"Corpses are extremely stiff and hard to control. How could Sima Luo use a corpse as a puppet? It should be made of special materials! "
In an instant, the crowd started to whisper and speculate.
In the past, the disciples of the Puppet Sect would explain proudly.
However, this time around, the numerous Puppet Sect disciples maintained their silence. Instead, a strange smile appeared on their faces at the same time.
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