After Yu Sang said this, Lin Wannian thought of the green-eyed cat from the abyss of the underworld. It had been a year, and it was only now that it was investigated.

"Let's do it another day. I've been busy with the inner sect examination these days. I'll come find you after it's over."

"I'm at the Peak of No Return. You can take this token and go to the Peak to find me." Yu Sang took out a token and handed it to Lin Wannian.

"Oh." Lin Wannian took it, glanced at it, and then put it into the storage bag.

Seeing that the person had not left yet, he raised an eyebrow: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Good luck in the competition." Yu Sang thought for a moment and encouraged dryly.

Lin Late Years: “Oh, thank you.”

In the second match in the afternoon, Lin Wannian played against Tang Dongjie.

On the ring.

He held the sword, which was still in his hand, and looked at Tang Dongjie, with whom he had just had a conflict at noon: "Little Fatty, what a coincidence."

"Hehe, why are you so arrogant? It's your bad luck to meet me." Tang Dongjie could hardly suppress the smile when he saw Lin Wannian holding the sword. It was simply great that Lin Wannian fell into his hands.

"The competition begins."

Following the referee's order, Tang Dongjie drew his sword, skillfully held it and swung it towards Lin Wannian.

He is the future heir of the Tang family. Now that his father has passed on the sword spirit to him, he will not be able to deal with this outer disciple who can't even hold the sword correctly.

Thinking of this, he chopped it down without any effort.

Lin Wannian raised his sword and took his attack: "Really? Let me teach you that there are always people better than you."

"Zeng——"

The two swords collided with each other, producing a buzzing sound.

This kid's cultivation is higher than his!

This thought flashed through Tang Dongjie's mind. He raised his sword, took a few steps back, and then seriously used the Tang family sword style.

As he used the sword move Double Shadow, three Tang Dongjie and three swords appeared in front of Lin Wannian.

Three people attacked Lin Wannian from three sides at the same time. If Lin Wannian chose the wrong person, he would have to take the risk of being stabbed by the real Tang Dongjie.

Su Xingran and others in the audience couldn't help but feel nervous when they saw this scene.

"This Tang Dongjie directly used his family's unique skills." Li Shu couldn't help but worry about Lin Wannian.

"It seems that each of the outer disciples this year has his own unique skills." The outer sect leader in charge of this assessment observed the four arenas and summarized.

Qin Feixue was one of the examiners this time. When he heard what the outer sect leader said, he looked away from Lin Wannian and said, "Every class is different. I am quite optimistic about this class."

Another person heard her say: "Oh, which disciples have you chosen? Do you plan to accept them as your disciples?"

Qin Feixue: "Tsk, the disciples I like are those who want to move to higher places. Why are they all gathered in my outer sect? They have no future."

When she said this, the other people's faces changed.

"Yu Sang, why are you here?" The head of the outer sect noticed Yu Sang who attracted attention in the crowd and called out.

Yu Sang was walking towards the arena where Lin Wannian was competing when he was suddenly called by the outer sect leader. He clasped his hands together and saluted them, then explained, "I'm here to watch my brother's competition."

"Your brother? Yu Xie? It would be a good choice for him to practice martial arts."

"Okay, thank you for the reminder, Master." Yu Sang responded and then went to Lin Wannian's place.

As for watching Yu Xie's competition, it was just a side job. He mainly wanted to see Lin's later years.

Seeing that Yu Sang had left, the topic of their discussion shifted back to Yu Sang.

"It can be seen that Yu Sang cares a lot about his younger brother. He has been walking around the outer sect quite often in the past year."

“…”

On the ring.

He saw three shadows attacking Lin Wannian at the same time.

"Three" Tang Dongjie showed a triumphant smile on his face in advance.

Lin Wannian curled his lips and smiled: "Little Fatty, if you are proud in advance, you will suffer failure."

He raised the sword in his hand and hit one of them, Tang Dongjie.

Seeing him calling, Tang Dongjie's face turned pale: "How did you know?"

As he finished speaking, the steady sword energy attacked him directly. He raised his sword to block it, but because he had just used the Phantom Sword Style, the power of his body was slightly weaker at this moment, so the sword in his hand was knocked down by Lin Wannian. Lin Wannian kicked him again, and Tang Dongjie fell to the ground with a bang.

The original two figures also disappeared after Tang Dongjie fell down with his sword.

Lin Late Year mocked unabashedly: “Because my cultivation is higher than yours, your Tang family sword style is not as good as this.”

After the competition, he walked off the stage and walked towards Su Xingran and the others.

"How is it? Is it fun to watch?"

"Shuang, you did a good job in your later years. I have been wanting to kick that little fat guy for a long time." Li Shu said.

Tang Ye Nan only said two words: "Thank you."

Then he had a stern face and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Lin Wannian said domineeringly: "If he threatens you with your mother, we will kick the Tang family out directly."

Yu Sang came over and heard what Lin Late-Year said. He frowned and said, "Isn't this a bit bloody and too much?"

Lin Wannian looked at him and didn't feel anything was wrong: "They are allowed to bully Tang Yenan's mother, but we are not allowed to fight back?"

Yu Sang was blocked, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "Okay, as long as it doesn't hurt innocent people."

Lin Wannian was in a good mood now. If Yu Sang denied his words without any reason, it would only make him feel disgusted. If he tried to show off in front of him again in the future, he would kick him away.

"Late years, how did you tell that it was the real Tang Yenan just now?" Su Xingran asked curiously.

Lin Wannian replied calmly: "My cultivation is higher than his." In fact, he relied on his spiritual sense to make the distinction.

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