Lin Yun eventually fell on one knee in front of the old man and the sound of his bones cracking under the huge pressure could be heard. This scene made everyone take sympathy for Lin Yun.

Eventually, someone couldn’t help speaking up for Lin Yun, “Elder, why don’t you make an exception for him?”

“He’ll be going to the Life-Death Stage in a month and he won’t have a chance at winning if he doesn’t enter the fourth level.”

“Elder, he’ll die if you don’t stop.”

Despite the persuasion from the surrounding, the elder remained firm without any intention of compromising. But when he saw the determination in Lin Yun’s eyes despite being covered in blood, he ultimately did not continue pressuring him.

“What’s your name?” The elder asked.

“Elder, his name is Lin Yun. He used to be a sword slave from a small place. You can’t make an exception for him to visit the fourth level!” A person walked out from the Martial Hall before Lin Yun could even speak. It was Leng Mo.

Lin Yun instantly knew who it was when he heard the voice. It was Wang Yan’s lackey, who was trashed by him back in the competition.

“Do I need you to teach me how to perform my duties?” The elder looked at Leng Mo with rage...