Chapter 3: Wind Has No Bounds! First Part

  Tang Lin looked at Nie Qing, filled with fierce and intense fighting spirit.

  Nie Qing's expression turned grave, and he tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword. His body suddenly burst forth with a violent speed, and in an instant, over a thousand Nie Qings appeared on the scene, each phantom raising the swords in their hands.

  "Four Symbols, Ten Thousand Times!"

  Each phantom danced with swordsmanship, and the phantoms split into three, transforming from the original one thousand phantoms to suddenly becoming three thousand phantoms!

  "What." Everyone was shocked.

  "Could it be that Nie Qing's movement technique has reached the second level of 'Infinite Starry Sky'?"

  "No, this is a move from the Four Symbols Swordsmanship. He's overlapping his sword techniques with his body movements to create this effect."

  "Hasn't this already surpassed the 'Transcending the Ordinary' level?"

  Everyone was shocked.

  While displaying over a thousand illusory bodies at super-fast speed, he can still spare the mind to display such a powerful sword technique, making his sword technique and body technique merge into one, this kind of control is simply incredible.

  Tang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly shot out. He locked onto one of the illusions, completely ignoring all the others, and charged straight at it.

  Whoosh!

  The sword flashed and swept away.

  Clang!

  All illusions shattered instantly, revealing Nie Qing's true form. The two swords clashed together, rubbing out intense sparks.

  Tang Lin's expression was cold and cruel, he gripped the sword in his hand tightly, and once again slashed out with a fierce strike.

  Boom!

  A surge of inner energy was transmitted through the sword body.

  Nie Qing's body shook violently, and he retreated dozens of feet, the tiger mouth on the hilt of his sword bursting open, with fresh blood gushing out. His fingers trembled slightly.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Tang Lin was like a specter, wielding the sword blade in his hand and chopping towards Nie Qingcang with fierce momentum. The speed and power of each sword exceeded the realm of the Martial God.

  Everyone was stunned, Nie Qing was completely suppressed by Tang Lin's brute force, no matter how high his skills were. His swordsmanship lost its effectiveness under Tang Lin's brutal strength.

  Boom!

  Tang Lin swung his sword out and sent Nie Qing retreating to the edge of the battlefield.

  Nie Qing gritted his teeth and suddenly charged forward, preparing to move to the other side of the battlefield. Just then, Tang Lin's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, this time he didn't swing his long sword, but instead directly lifted one foot to kick him.

  Boom!

  One kick landed on Nie Qing's stomach, a wave of nausea and a feeling of internal organs shattering, almost made Nie Qing vomit.

  His body was thrown high into the air, and in the instant he landed, Nie Qing's body barely made a turn, barely standing upright, without falling to the ground and rolling around.

  Defeat!

  The whole audience was silent as if dead.

  Everyone stared at Nie Qing who had fallen off the battlefield, hardly daring to believe their eyes.

  Dugu Feng's face was filled with shock as he stared at Tang Lin on the stage, his eyes full of incredulity. He knew how strong Nie Qing's strength was, but the power and speed that Tang Lin had just burst out with were completely beyond what a Martial God should possess.

  Is he a saint?

  Impossible!

  But what's going on with this power that surpasses the Martial God realm?

  Tang Lin looked at Nie Qing outside the battlefield, let out a light breath, and finally obtained this second quota. If it weren't for completing the first layer of cultivation in "Dragon Blood Classic" and condensing 99 dragon marks, relying solely on his own swordsmanship and body method comprehension would still be far inferior to Nie Qing's.

  "When joining the Holy Temple, there is hope to become a saint." Tang Lin secretly thought: "After becoming a saint, Xiao Hui will no longer have to humble himself in the body of a small dog."

  At this time, Nie Qing walked slowly onto the battlefield with a gloomy face, looking at Tang Lin with a complex expression. After a while, he said, "Can you tell me why your power has exceeded that of a Martial God?"

  Everyone in the room looked at Tang Lin.

  Everyone is very curious about this matter.

  Judging from the battle just now, everyone present can see that Tang Lin's power is incredibly great.

  "I have a set of body-refining martial arts, so my strength can surpass the Martial God realm." Tang Lin said with a smile.

  Nie Qing's mouth twitched slightly as he said, "I understand." After finishing speaking, he turned and left the battlefield.

  Body Tempering Martial Arts?

  Everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment, then sighed with a bitter smile.

  Everyone knows that there are some precious physical exercises, which can break through the limits of human body, such as "Yi Jin Jing", "Xi Sui Jing" and "Long Hu Fu Mo Jing". These exercises can enhance human strength.

  If Tang Lin were to obtain a precious Body Refining martial art, then Nie Qing's defeat wouldn't be unjust.

  Dugu Feng beside him took a deep look at Tang Lin, then turned and left. The others all congratulated Tang Xiaofeng before following suit.

  This time two quota competition, has basically come to an end.

  Tang Lin walked down from the battlefield and returned to Xing Ge with his second sister.

  "Little fool, you actually have such powerful body-refining martial arts. How did I not know?" Tang Xiao Feng looked at Tang Lin with suspicion.

  Tang Lin scratched his head and said: "This is something I accidentally obtained. Second sister, I'll pass it on to you. It's not difficult to cultivate this."

  Tang Xiaofeng hastily shook her head and said, "I won't have any."

  "Why?" Tang Lin was taken aback.

  "To be honest with you." Tang Xiao Feng's cheeks were slightly red as she said, "After a while, I will leave the Seven Star Martial Arts Academy."

  "What?" Tang Lin's face was full of astonishment, "Where are you going?"

  Tang Xiaofeng looked up at the distant horizon, the azure sky and white clouds, her eyes shone with an unusual light, saying: "For now, I still can't tell you, wait until later, you will know."

  Tang Lin looked puzzled, but seeing Er Jie's appearance, he could only give up on the idea of asking further questions.

  ……

  The next day.

  Tang Lin was summoned by the pavilion master to the top floor of Xing Ge.

  Tang Lin knew that this was about getting the second quota for himself, when he arrived at the 99th floor of Xing Ge, as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw a black-clothed figure - Feng Shixiong!

  The young man in black stood calmly in the grand hall, his slender body standing upright, filled with a spirit of unyielding integrity.

  Tang Lin walked in.

  Feng Shixiong turned his head and saw Tang Lin, smiled lightly, and said: "You're here."

  Tang Lin humbly said: "I've seen Wind Master."

  "No need for formalities, I've heard of you. Being able to defeat Nie Qing, your strength is quite impressive. I truly hope to have the chance to spar with you." Feng Shixiong said with a hearty laugh.

  Tang Lin shook his head and said, "I just got lucky."

  "It's not necessarily so." Feng Shixiong smiled lightly and said, "No need to be overly modest, I haven't fought with anyone for a long time, my hands are itching. Nie Qing and Dugu Feng, those two guys, always mysterious and secretly practicing their martial arts. Now that I've finally met you, I won't let you go."

  Tang Lin nodded in agreement.

  The loneliest thing in life is standing at the peak. There's no one who can be your opponent. And an even lonelier thing is, everyone is your opponent.

  "The boss is here." Feng Shixiong suddenly said in a low voice.

  Tang Lin was taken aback.

  Whoosh!

  A faint gust of wind swept over the heads of the two people, and immediately afterwards, the figure of the master of the house appeared in front of them.

  "We have seen the master of the house." The two men hastily replied with respect.

  "Hmm." The master of the pavilion looked at them with a cold expression and said, "You two have obtained the two quotas for this martial pavilion. Today, an imperial envoy will come to see you, take you to the Imperial Palace, and meet the Ice Emperor. In addition, I will pass on the complete set of 'Seven Star Sword Manual' from the Seven Star Martial Pavilion, as well as the 'Infinite Starry Sky' body technique to both of you."

  Tang Lin and the other person were both overjoyed and hastily expressed their gratitude.

  "You all go and prepare, the secret book can be obtained from the Scripture Pavilion." The master of the pavilion said indifferently.

  Tang Lin looked up at the host and found that he was not wearing his usual white clothes, but had changed into a black outfit. His handsome face had a few degrees of coldness, making him look somewhat unfamiliar.

  Tang Lin did not dare to think more and retreated with Feng Shixiong together.

  "That's strange." Walking out of the 99th floor of Star Pavilion, Feng Shixiong furrowed his brow and muttered to himself: "The fluctuation of the host's aura doesn't seem quite right."

  Tang Lin said in surprise: "Not good enough?"

  Feng Shixiong furrowed his brow in thought. Then shook his head and said: "Perhaps I sensed it wrong, forget it, let's go."

  Tang Lin didn't know what he was talking about and could only follow him to the Scripture Pavilion to receive the secret manual of martial arts.

  "Originally, to get the complete secret manual of two sets of martial arts, it would take dozens of great merits. Tang Lin was delighted in his heart, "Now that I've seized two quotas, I can get them for free."

  Two people received a secret manual of martial arts from an old white-haired man in the Zangjing Pavilion, and then met the messenger from the imperial palace on the White Jade Stone Square.

  "Are you two Feng Wujie and Tang Lin?" The imperial envoy was a robust middle-aged man, exuding an aura of ferocity, with the strength of a martial god.

  Tang Lin nodded in agreement with Feng Wuji.

  "Come with me." The burly middle-aged man smiled, saying: "It's really true that the rear waves of the Yangtze River push forward the front waves. When I was your age, I was just a Wanfu Zhang in the Wujie border."

  Tang Lin looked at the man's chest and indeed saw a general's medal, his heart secretly shocked, he did not expect that the empire's envoy was actually a general!

  To know that every general in the empire is a martial god, deeply admired by tens of thousands of people, loved and respected by countless people, defending the borders, is the protector in everyone's heart.

  Tang Lin and Feng Wuji followed the burly middle-aged man, leaving the Star Pavilion directly and arriving outside the Seven Stars Building.

  The appearance of the two caused a considerable stir outside the Qixing Building, especially Tang Lin's appearance, which left many people with vivid memories.

  It was Feng Wujie, but not many people recognized him at first glance, which wasn't surprising. People from the Starry Sky Academy didn't often see Feng Wujie, let alone students from the Seventh Star Tower?

  "Hiss——"

  Two clusters of flames fell from the sky, and Tang Lin felt a wisp of demonic energy. He prepared to condense the true energy in his body, but just then, the two clusters of flames dispersed, revealing two large Penghuo birds. The bodies of these two large Penghuo birds were about three or four zhang in size, with a faint aura of demonic energy on them. Around their necks were delicate ropes, behind which was a dignified and luxurious cloud chariot.

  "Get on the bus." The burly middle-aged man said with a smile.

  Tang Lin's face was filled with shock, this cloud cart was actually pulled by two precious demon beasts, and the eyes of these two demon beasts had no ferocity, obviously they had been tamed.

  Feng Wujie was indeed a seasoned and knowledgeable person, his expression remained calm as usual, and with a flash of his body, he landed on the cloud car.

  Tang Lin hastily followed and jumped up.

  Two people sat in a cloud car, and a sturdy middle-aged man directly jumped onto the back of a large Penghuo bird, shouting: "Go!"

  Two giant Peng birds, the Vermilion Bird and the Phoenix, let out a long cry to the sky, flapping their wings and dragging their cloud chariots as they sped towards the Imperial Palace under the gaze of the crowd at the Seven Star Tower.

  ……

  The first shift has been delivered.

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