After awakening, the female supporting role in the sadistic novel only wants to ascend

In the final match, Lin Zhao won without any suspense.

With 20 points in hand, it is now certain that we will be among the three groups that qualify.

The other four sets of results came out soon.

Except for the fourth group's extra game which lasted until the evening, the other top ten players had already drawn their match numbers.

Before Lin Zhao looked at her number, a cry of surprise came from the other side.

Lin Long looked at his number for the first match of the third round and said with a smile, "I'd like to ask Master Lin Yuan for some advice."

Lin Yuan looked at the result and the veins on the back of his hand bulged. Then he looked at Lin Zhao and Lin Mang meaningfully. After calming down, he said to Lin Long with a fake smile, "Brother Long, you are too kind."

Lin Zhao was speechless after seeing that look from him.

Noticing this gaze as well, Lin Ya, who had recovered slightly, walked over to her side and said, "Lin Yuan seems to think that you and the patriarch tampered with the draw."

Lin Zhao met Lin Yuan's sinister gaze indifferently and said in a cold tone: "If there is a devil in your heart, everyone you see is a devil."

Lin Ya sighed.

Lin Ya was helpless about the narrow-mindedness of her cousin Lin Yuan, so she did not want Lin Yuan to become the real person in charge of the next generation of the Lin family.

After four extra matches, Lin Zhao's draw result was also announced.

Her opponent is a person from Group 2 who has reached the tenth level of Foundation Establishment.

The Great Perfectionist was also an individual practitioner. When he saw this result, he slapped his forehead and cried out in sorrow.

As a physical cultivator, he can only withstand three attacks from Lin Ya at most. Facing Lin Zhao, a female Tyrannosaurus who can beat Lin Ya with her physical body, he doesn't think he can withstand three attacks with his body intact.

But to be able to achieve great perfection at this age, he also has an extraordinary character. He bowed to Lin Zhao and teased, "Young Master, please show mercy when the time comes."

Lin Zhao smiled and immediately returned the greeting. "My cousin, you are too modest."

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan snorted and walked away.

Lin Zhao looked at Lin Yuan's back thoughtfully, feeling somewhat uneasy. This Lin Yuan could use all kinds of tricks on himself, so he would be even more unscrupulous towards Lin Long.

So she found Lin Long and took out a pill from her space ring.

"Although I may have been overthinking some things, this Qingling Pill may be useful to you in tomorrow's battle."

Qingling Pill is a third-grade elixir that can cure all kinds of poisons. Before leaving the Imperial Capital Auction House, Lin Zhao bought three pills.

Although her grandmother could make elixirs, Lin Zhao did not intend to trouble her unless it was a special occasion.

Although Lin Long thought that he would not need the Qingling Pill, when he met Lin Zhao's bright, clear and moist eyes, his wheat-colored face instantly turned red. It was as if there were ten thousand bees buzzing around in his head, making it difficult for him to speak clearly, let alone refuse.

When he came to his senses, he had a top-quality third-grade Qingling Pill in his hand, and the tip of his nose seemed to still be lingering with the faint fragrance of the girl.

"You are such a loser, Lin Long." He rubbed his still handsome face, sighed, and carefully put away the Qingling Pill.

Lin Zhao returned to the courtyard and consolidated his cultivation. At the same time, he looked inside the inner palace and saw the Honghu sword light in the inner palace, and let out a light breath.

I hope I am just overthinking it, and Lin Yuan won't be so cruel as to kill his own people.

If he dares, she will destroy him even if it means she will give up the position of young master!

The next day, the sky was bright.

Lin Zhao's competition came after Lin Yuan's.

Lin Yuan walked onto the platform, saluted Lin Long and said with a smile: "Please give me some advice."

After Lin Long returned the gift, he didn't say much. In an instant, he appeared with great momentum, holding a big knife in his palm, and slashed towards Lin Yuan.

The big knife made a rustling sound in the wind, carrying with it a bloody smell.

Lin Yuan smiled contemptuously, tapped his feet, and instantly retreated dozens of meters. A faint black aura left his body and turned into a python.

The black python opened its bloody mouth, and its dark red eyes were full of ferocity.

Fifth-grade spiritual skill, Netherworld Spirit Python.

This was essentially the same as Lin Ya's Earth Dragon Binding yesterday, but the Netherworld Spirit Python that Lin Yuan was practicing was different. The Seventh Elder specifically asked someone to find a trace of real Netherworld Python soul to melt into it, so the spiritual energy he summoned also possessed some of the Netherworld Spirit Python's own innate abilities.

Spiritual skill function, in other words, this is an ability that only seventh-grade spiritual skills have.

However, the Netherworld Spirit Python is still a fifth-grade spiritual skill, so if Lin Yuan wants to activate the Netherworld Spirit Python's innate skills, it will have a great impact on Lin Yuan himself.

The will of the activated remnant soul of the Netherworld Python might directly devour his own consciousness.

Lin Zhao frowned when he saw the methods related to the Nether Python again.

Because on Lin Yuan's Netherworld Spirit Python, she felt uneasiness and a familiar feeling.

The aura of this Netherworld Spirit Python and Ning Wengui's python poison are very similar.

She didn't notice that after seeing the Netherworld Python summoned by Lin Yuan, a dark look flashed in Lin Mang's eyes.

When Lin Long saw the Netherworld Spirit Python, he did not dodge or evade. Instead, he roared and punched out a rich silver-white spiritual energy.

After a few punches were thrown, the silver-white spiritual energy gathered into a small silver-white dragon.

Compared with the Netherworld Python, this little dragon was extremely small, but after the Netherworld Python came into contact with it, it seemed as if it had seen something extremely terrifying. It swung its tail and hid in panic.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao hadn't even breathed a sigh of relief when she saw a strange smile on Lin Yuan's lips.

Before he had time to think about why Lin Yuan could still laugh, he saw that the Netherworld Python had already dodged and appeared in front of Lin Long.

Lin Long punched out, and the Netherworld Spirit Python turned into thousands of mists and disappeared under that punch.

The spiritual energy summoned by a fifth-grade spiritual skill took shape, then simply dodged and was then shattered by a punch?

This is simply unheard of!

Not only Lin Zhao realized that something was wrong, but others also felt something strange.

In the previous battle, Lin Yuan also used the Netherworld Spirit Python. Although the summoned spirit python was not as good as the real foundation-building perfection, it was not that weak.

As the person involved, Lin Long felt even more uneasy than anyone else, but the battle was about to break out, so he didn't think much about it. He picked up his sword and engaged Lin Yuan, who was coming towards him with a sword.

Although they are both at the twelfth level of foundation building, Lin Long's aura fluctuates greatly. It is obvious that he has touched the barrier of the enlightenment period and is much stronger than Lin Yuan.

Therefore, in a head-on battle, Lin Yuan was still at a disadvantage.

After being forced back seven steps by Lin Long's sword strike, Lin Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, with an almost unconcealed smile of triumph on his slightly feminine face.

"Lin Long, you are very strong, but who told you to go against me? Die!"

After saying that, a ball of spiritual mist burst out from his hand and was thrown towards Lin Long.

When the mist entered Lin Long's nose, his face instantly turned purple, and his spiritual power decreased sharply.

"Is that the Netherworld Poisonous Mist?!" Lin Mang asked in a lost voice.

Knowing what happened to Lin Mang's eldest son, the elder of the Lin family slammed the table in anger and said, "How could such a thing appear in the Lin family?!"

The Seventh Elder did not understand why the two reacted so strongly, and said, "The Netherworld Poison Mist is the method of the Netherworld Spirit Python. Isn't it true that all combat methods are allowed in the competition?"

The fourth elder looked at him coldly.

"That being said, using such means in a direct battle is not considered elegant at all."

The Seventh Elder remained calm and said, "The winners and losers are determined by their own methods. The fact that he was caught by the enemy shows that he is not strong enough."