Chapter 24: The Most Outstanding Generation!

  Tang Lin stood in the center of the martial stage, his body as straight as a spear. He swept his gaze across the entire scene, his eyes cold and sharp, exuding an aura that seemed to dare anyone to challenge him alone against all comers.

  Luxurious waiting lounge.

  Xie Jianfeng's eyes revealed shock, he knew that even if it was himself, facing the unarmed Bai Cheng, it would be very difficult to win so easily.

  "Pure Yang Martial Hall..." His eyes sparkled with a sharp light, he licked his lips, and the palms of his hands under his sleeves clenched silently.

  ……

  This battle made Tang Lin's name known throughout the land, especially the four words "Pure Yang Martial Hall", which spread almost all over Longxiang City.

  Throw away the stone sword, beat up the boss, Tang Lin was like a tyrant, suddenly appeared in the world, with an extraordinary and unparalleled posture, shocking everyone.

  Pure Yang Wu Guan made it into the final eight and waited for the semi-finals the next day.

  As Tang Lin stepped down from the martial stage, the entire square of tens of thousands of people erupted in a deafening clamor. Everyone was filled with excitement and looked at Tang Lin with eagerness, some people had already begun to ask about the location of the Pure Yang Martial Hall, preparing to sign up for martial arts training.

  "Lin Er." Tang Tianying came up, looking at Tang Lin who was safe and sound, and exclaimed: "This time you went to practice, your progress is really great, have you reached the second realm of martial arts?"

  "Not yet." Tang Lin smiled and said, "But it should be soon."

  Tang Tian sighed with emotion.

  How proud!

  He is the son of Tang Tian, and he's actually such a genius. Originally, he only hoped that Tang Lin would be able to make a career in literature, pass the imperial examination, become a government official, and have a worry-free life with a steady income. But unexpectedly, at the age of twelve, Tang Lin became a powerful martial artist!

  "The Tang family has a successor." Tang Tian happily stroked Tang Lin's hair, saying: "If your grandfather knew, he would definitely be so happy that he'd jump out of his coffin."

  Tang Lin burst out laughing.

  The efforts of all along, finally got a return, for Wu Guan won the reputation, and also let his father so happy, he was particularly delighted in his heart.

  "Let's go, we'll head home first." Tang Tian immediately took Tang Lin with him, supporting him as they left the waiting area and departed directly.

  Everyone's eyes in the entire arena followed Tang Lin and his group, on this day, destined to spread Tang Lin's name throughout Longxiang City!

  Back in the familiar martial arts hall, Tang Lin put down his luggage and let Xiao Hui out to get some air. He then headed to the courtyard to have dinner with his father and older brother, chatting about some of their experiences in the Misty Swamp, but omitting any mention of the tree demon.

  Because if I start talking about it, it will involve the power of Long Nü, which is too complicated, so I can only avoid it.

  "The animal skin on you is actually from a Purple Lion." Tang Tian looked at the clothes on Tang Lin's body and clicked his tongue, "No wonder during that intense battle earlier, there wasn't any damage at all, not even a single hair fell off, it's truly resilient."

  Tang Lin smiled and said: "This purple mane beast skin, even ordinary knives and swords can't cut it open. Only high-quality iron-forged weapons can cause damage to it."

  "Not bad." Tang Tian praised, suddenly said: "Right, the last time that Jiaolong's scales, I made two sets of heart armor for you." After saying that, he temporarily left the courtyard, and not long after, came back again, with two sets of purple light flashing heart armor in his hands.

  This cuirass is like a vest, with soft leather all around, and at the chest position, there are several scales inlaid together to form a protective mirror that protects the vital parts.

  "One each for you. This thing is razor-sharp, I've tried it myself. Even with a fine iron sword, it's impossible to leave any marks on it." Tang Tian handed them over to Tang Lin and Tang Long.

  Looking at the purple flashing armor, Tang Lin was delighted, but after thinking about it, he pushed his hand and said: "I have a purple mane beast skin jacket, which is enough, you can keep this one."

  Tang Tian smiled and said: "I usually teach students in the martial arts hall and won't go out hunting, so I don't need this thing."

  "I don't care, anyway I don't want it." Tang Lin said stubbornly.

  Tang Tian couldn't help but feel helpless.

  As night deepened, Tang Lin and his father, elder brother dispersed the banquet, returned to their own rooms, took out that mysterious painting, gazed at it until dawn, before gradually falling asleep.

  The next day.

  The majestic sun rises, warm sunlight shines on the earth, driving away the slightly humid air in the atmosphere, and brilliance envelops the entire Longxiang City.

  The vast square was surrounded by streets, where people flowed in and entered the martial arena. Looking around, it was a sea of black, with no end in sight. The number of people was even more than the previous two days.

  Under the radiant sunlight, eight martial arts halls gradually arrived on the scene. The first to take the stage was still the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall. As Xie Jianfeng, dressed in white clothes as white as snow, walked out, the entire audience's applause turned into thunderous cheers.

  Along with Zhug Jian Wu Guan, Han Xiang Wu Guan, and then the rest of the martial arts halls, the last to appear was Chun Yang Wu Guan.

  As soon as the judge uttered the four words "Pure Yang Wu Guan", the whole venue fell into a dead silence, followed by an earth-shattering cheer.

  Tang Lin and Tang Long, as well as Ah Dong, followed behind Tang Tian, slowly returning to the center of the stage. Everyone's eyes fell on Tang Lin.

  Still dressed in purple clothes, Tang Lin stood quietly behind Tang Tian, but his whole body exuded a noble and elegant temperament like that of an aristocrat.

  When all the noise subsided, the judge announced the draw, and the masters of the eight major martial arts halls floated onto the stage, each displaying their powerful skills. Among them, the masters of the three major martial arts halls, Tianlong Martial Arts Hall, Zhujian Martial Arts Hall, and Hanshang Martial Arts Hall, were all martial artists.

  Tang Tian drew a "seven" numbered slip.

  "Our opponent is Number Eight." Tang Tian looked at the remaining eight hall masters, feeling quite relaxed and not too much pressure no matter which martial arts hall he encountered.

  The rest of the martial arts halls were a bit tense, originally worried about being drawn against the Tianlong Martial Hall in this match, now there was also the Chunyang Martial Hall, all hoping not to encounter a minefield.

  The game is underway.

  The opponent of Tianlong Wuguan is Zhujian Wuguan, which makes the people of Zhujian Wuguan secretly cry out in dismay. When the match begins, Xie Jianfeng surprisingly takes the stage first.

  Tang Lin sat on the waiting seat, quietly watching.

  Xie Jianfeng's opponent was a high-level martial artist, who demonstrated the "Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Practice" and "Iron Cloth Shirt", as well as the "Eighteen Falls of Zhan Yi". These three martial arts belonged to the defensive type, with muscles all over his body like those of a wild bull.

  When the match began, Xie Jianfeng, dressed in white, flashed his body slightly and appeared behind the man. A simple palm knife easily knocked the man unconscious.

  Total victory!

  A simple and decisive battle, like a volcanic eruption, caused cheers throughout the stadium.

  The master of the Bamboo Sword Pavilion's face turned extremely ugly, and he immediately sent out a second person, who was also defeated by a simple hand knife. Then came the third person, whose martial arts were somewhat elegant, with movements like a ghost, dodging and evading Xie Sword's first hand knife. Before he could even counterattack, he was kicked off the martial stage.

  Three wins!

  The whole audience gasped in amazement.

  Genius!

  This elegant technique and artistic offense is not a fight, but an aesthetic that intoxicates.

  "This Xie Jianfeng is indeed not simple." The city master narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The movement he used should be the 'Inch Heaven's End'."

  "Not bad." Hong Xue's expression was serious, "This set of skills is extremely difficult to master, very few people can perform it, I didn't think he would actually learn it."

  ……

  After the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall, the Hansiang Martial Arts Hall competed against another martial arts hall, ending with three games and two wins, then it was the turn of the Chunyang Martial Arts Hall.

  This time, the opponent of Chunyang Wuguan is a martial arts hall called "Daoxiu". The three people sent by this martial arts hall are all high-level martial artists. After knowing that they drew Chunyang Wuguan, one by one, they were on the verge of tears.

  Yesterday, Tang Lin's brutal methods left a deep impression on them, and one by one they wanted to quit the competition. However, under the host's persuasion, they still gritted their teeth and went on stage.

  Chunyang Wuguan directly dispatched Tang Lin.

  Tang Lin stood on the stage, looking at a young man who slowly walked up to the martial arts platform in front of him, his expression as usual, waiting for the judge's announcement before walking towards him.

  The young man looked at Tang Lin and walked directly over, scaring him back several steps. He hastily said to the nearby referee, "I, I concede!"

  Tang Lin was taken aback for a moment.

  The referee was also stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had misheard, and hadn't even started fighting yet, already admitting defeat?

  The young man cried with a sad face and hurriedly ran down the martial arts platform. Although he lost his reputation, he didn't want to end up with broken hands and feet like others.

  Then, the other two also directly announced their defeat. Tang Lin won without a fight, which made everyone present secretly scold the Dao Xiu Wuguan for being useless and regret not seeing Tang Lin make a move, missing out on an exciting match.

  Chunyang Wuguan successfully advanced to the top four.

  Everyone knows that this time the real martial arts hall showdown is between Tiangong Martial Arts Hall and Chunyang Martial Arts Hall. On the second day, for some unknown reason, Chunyang Martial Arts Hall did not draw against Tiangong Martial Arts Hall but instead competed against Hanshang Martial Arts Hall.

  Still a complete victory.

  Through continuous matches, Tang Lin also gained some insight, although he could win, but did not underestimate his opponents, and gained a lot of combat experience.

  The third day, the final showdown officially begins.

  At dawn when the sun just rose, a large crowd of people gathered in the square. Many people even came to the square overnight with their quilts after the game was over yesterday, fearing that there would be no front-row seats if they came the next day.

  This is bound to be a battle of wits between two strong opponents.

  The entire square gathered nearly 100,000 people, almost one-tenth of the population of Longxiang City, all came here, crowded with people, and even on the high-rise buildings far away from the periphery of the square, were packed with people. The nearby bars were exceptionally booming.

  Under the gaze of the crowd, people from Tianlong Wuguan and Chunyang Wuguan slowly entered the scene, the atmosphere became even more fiery, filled with a scorching undercurrent like molten lava.

  "This Pure Yang Martial Hall, it seems like it was once the largest martial hall in the city, but unexpectedly after declining for many years, the son of the hall master actually became a martial artist!"

  "A martial artist who is only in his teens, it's said that someone has investigated and found out that he is only twelve years old this year!!"

  "Twelve years old? You're kidding, right?"

  The whole field was filled with discussions, and some people who had not watched the previous matches heard that there were two talented young players in this kick-off tournament, so they came to watch with great interest, wanting to see the legendary Tang Lin.

  After a brief opening ceremony by the referee, the real match officially began. Due to Tang Long's injury not yet fully recovered, Tang Lin was still the first to take the field.

  The Tianlong Martial Hall had thought that Tang Lin would be the final act, but unexpectedly he was the first to appear. At this time, they had already sent out a high-level martial artist, who was a young man of about twenty years old, with an ordinary appearance and narrow, small eyes shining with sharp light.

  ……

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