Lin Mengmeng also participated in the revival competition after the third round.
Dozens of people are vying for ten spots.
In the end, Lin Mengmeng won.
Regardless of whether Lin Mengmeng can win in the fourth round, she is already considered to be in the top 70.
Soon, the fourth round of the competition began.
One step down leads to another. The third round was alright; there weren't as many arenas, and the fights were divided into two groups. If it was the latter group's turn to fight, the people in front could rest a bit more.
Now, however, there is enough arena for the fourth round of the competition, where all participants will take to the stage together.
Lin Mengmeng had just finished the revival competition, and she had fought more than one match. If the third round of the competition is included, Lin Mengmeng had fought three matches in a row, and her physical strength was severely depleted.
In the fourth round, her opponent was a martial artist at the peak of the Ming Jin realm.
Although many people felt sorry for Lin Mengmeng, that's just how the rookie competition is.
Unsurprisingly, Lin Mengmeng lost again.
Lin Mengmeng's dejected expression once again broke many people's hearts.
"It's a pity that Mengmeng's cultivation level is too low. If she were given a few more months to break through to the peak of Ming Jin, she would definitely be able to achieve a good ranking in this rookie competition..."
Lin Yun had already left the arena and, seeing this scene, shook his head slightly.
Actually, it's already quite amazing that Lin Mengmeng made it into the top 70.
After all, Lin Mengmeng is only twenty-one years old.
"Hmm, not bad..."
"The girl on arena number thirty-one has a very solid foundation in martial arts..."
"Within a few years, he will definitely reach the Dark Force realm, and in the future, it's not impossible for him to even reach the Grandmaster realm of Transformation Force..."
"I never expected that such a genius would emerge from such a small sect..."
On the judging panel, some martial arts veterans nodded slightly and began to discuss amongst themselves.
"Junior Brother Xiao, you really don't know how to cherish a woman..."
"Not bad, Junior Brother Xiao, your attack just now was far too ruthless. You were simply taking advantage of Junior Sister Lin being a girl. If you were to face me later, I would make you pay..."
"Junior Sister Lin, some of the moves you used just now were incorrect. Come, let me explain my understanding to you..."
"Junior Sister Lin, you lost this time due to stamina. If you hadn't just participated in the revival round, you might have made it into the top 35. However, your four consecutive battles have already earned everyone's respect. You are still honorable in defeat..."
At this moment, several martial arts prodigies approached Lin Mengmeng and began to show off their skills.
The junior brother Xiao they were talking about was Lin Mengmeng's opponent just now.
Seeing this, Junior Brother Xiao was speechless, but dared not refute it.
Although some of these people were of similar status and strength to him, others had already reached the Dark Force realm and were of far higher status than him. If he were to refute them, he would offend everyone.
However, he didn't leave. Instead, he walked up to Lin Mengmeng, cupped his hands, and said with a smile, "Junior Sister Lin, you were too kind just now. Junior Sister Lin fought four matches in a row. I really didn't win on an honorable basis..."
Although he had just defeated Lin Mengmeng, he also wanted to get along well with her, and he had a vague idea in his heart.
Some people who have feelings for Lin Mengmeng are of much higher status than him, but matters of the heart are not something that can be accomplished simply by having a higher status. Otherwise, everyone could just compete in martial arts and status, and there would be no need to talk about feelings.
Most importantly, at the age of twenty-eight, he has already reached the peak of Ming Jin (a martial arts skill). His martial arts talent and his social status are also quite impressive.
Everyone has a tendency to take chances, and he was no exception at this moment. After all, even if it didn't work out, he wouldn't lose anything.
"cut……"
"Junior Brother Xiao, are you flattering Junior Sister Lin or just being disgusting...?"
"Exactly, if I were to face Junior Sister Lin, I would definitely let her win. It's just one match. There's a saying, 'Friendship first, competition second,' and besides, we can participate in the revival round later..."
However, some people didn't buy it and expressed their disdain.
...
"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, Fairy Lin is looking at us again..."
On the other side, suddenly, Zhang Haoran grabbed Lin Yun's sleeve and said excitedly again.
This is the first time Zhang Haoran has done this.
"Hehe..." Hearing Zhang Haoran's words, Lin Yun smiled and looked at Lin Mengmeng again. He guessed that Lin Mengmeng might feel that he was very familiar, which was why she kept looking in their direction.
However, he has only participated in half of the Rookie Competition and has not yet figured out where the high-level spiritual object is, so it is indeed not appropriate to recognize it. If he recognizes it when the Rookie Competition is about to end, or after the high-level spiritual object appears, it will not be a big problem.
“Brother Zhang, the other party isn’t a tiger. If you really like him, you can try to talk to him…” However, there was one thing Lin Yun didn’t quite understand. He turned to look at Zhang Haoran and smiled.
If Zhang Haoran was afraid to approach the other party because of the difference in their status, just like some ordinary martial artists are afraid to talk to Lin Mengmeng, it shouldn't be that bad, since Zhang Haoran's father is a Grandmaster of Internal Energy.
Even if this identity is bad, it can't be too bad.
“Brother Lin, you don’t understand. Some goddesses are meant to be admired. They can only be looked at from afar and not profaned…” Zhang Haoran rolled his eyes at Lin Yi and said.
“Unlike those people, who don’t understand romance…” As he spoke, Zhang Haoran turned around and looked at the people surrounding Lin Mengmeng, saying disdainfully.
Despite saying that, Zhang Haoran smiled bitterly to himself. He was self-aware. Although his father was a Grandmaster of Internal Energy, his family was of average means. His own martial arts talent was ordinary, and his appearance was even more ordinary. He felt from the bottom of his heart that there was a huge gap between him and the other party, and even more so between him and the young people who surrounded him.
Why would he go up there if he has no advantage whatsoever?
Most importantly, his feelings for Lin Mengmeng were purely admiration. Perhaps this was a feeling he had long been aware of the gap between them, but it was truly how he felt.
“By the way, Brother Lin Yi, Fairy Lin has been looking at us. Could she have taken a liking to you? Not bad, not bad, Brother Lin Yi, you’ve always performed so well, it’s not impossible…” Suddenly, Zhang Haoran thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Lin Yun, saying quickly.
Many things are like this; the more some people think about it, the more likely it seems, and the more excited they become. Zhang Haoran was soon very excited.
"Aren't you overthinking it? My performance was good, but there are plenty of people who performed better than me on the spot..." This time, Lin Yun rolled his eyes and said.
"Uh...it seems...to be true..." As if a bucket of water had been poured over Zhang Haoran, he was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.
“Eh? Brother Lin Yi… Your surname is Lin… Fairy Lin’s surname is also Lin… Do you two know each other?… You’re not from the same family as Fairy Lin, are you? Or perhaps you’re her brother…” Just then, Zhang Haoran remembered something and quickly said.
"You really know how to think. Nothing of the sort, Brother Haoran. You should watch the competition. You need to broaden your horizons to build a solid foundation in martial arts..." Seeing that Zhang Haoran was getting more and more excited, Lin Yun patted Zhang Haoran's shoulder and smiled wryly.
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