"This..." The second elder's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

If he asked him to be convinced by a disciple, how could he have his face? Where is his majesty?

But if you don’t go, wouldn’t he be untrustworthy? He can’t afford to lose?

"Lord of the Palace, what do you think of Lin Yun?" The fourth elder looked at the Lord of the Temple.

"With the first-level Nascent Soul, I defeated Meng Yangtian. This is a genius!" The Lord of the Temple looked at Lin Yun's young figure below and couldn't help but be amazed.

The Palace Master was originally here to watch Meng Yangtian’s competition.

As a result, Lin Yun's performance amazed him.

At this time, the Great Elder stood up and said to the bottom:

"Everyone, today's training competition is very exciting. Now the results are out. Lin Yun is the champion, Meng Yangtian runner-up, He Gui's third place. Congratulations, the reward will be sent to your residence later."

The figure of the Great Elder affected the whole audience.

On the ring.

At this time, Lin Yun's whole body turned purple and his breath was not right.

"Am I the champion?"

Lin Yun looked up at the sky.

The clouds in the sky seemed to have the smile of Elder Bear.

"Elder Xiong, your disciple won the championship, and your disciple has really won you honor!" Lin Yun showed a relieved smile.
Chapter completed!