Chapter 20: The City-Toppling Sword!
The whole field suddenly fell silent.
Everyone stared at Tang Lin in shock, including the clan leader on the VIP seat, who looked over with a surprised gaze.
It wasn't until much later that Long San Jie finally came back to his senses and asked in astonishment: "You're not a member of the Long family?"
The white-haired old man next to him frowned and looked at the general manager. The general manager hurriedly ran up to the dragon-control platform, leaned over and whispered a few words in the old man's ear.
The old man with white hair looked at Tang Lin thoughtfully after he finished speaking, nodded slightly and said: "So you are the child of Miss Xiang'er."
Miss Xiang?
Some older people on the VIP seats heard these four words and their bodies shook, looking at Tang Lin in disbelief.
As for Long San and these young people, they looked bewildered, having never heard of this title.
The old man with white hair felt the strange gaze of everyone below the stage and said loudly: "He may be surnamed Tang, but he has the blood of my Long family in his body! This is absolutely unchangeable! The Long family ritual, all young people with the Long family's fresh blood can participate!"
He sternly gazed at Long Sanjie and said, "The match continues!"
Long Sanjie was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at Tang Lin, and muttered: "I've never seen it before, people from the Long family can still have other surnames, it's really strange."
Tang Lin's expression was cold and indifferent, but in his heart, he secretly thought: "The blood of the Dragon Family? Yes, the blood flowing through my body is indeed my mother's fresh blood."
At this time, Long Sanjie had already grasped his weapon tightly and was ready to launch an attack. Tang Lin's mind returned from afar, and he selected a narrow long sword from the nearby weapon rack, stroking the hilt, feeling the texture, breath, and weight of it.
At the moment he grasped the sword, his entire being seemed to change completely. In this instant, everything was forgotten, and only the sword in his hand remained!
On the round moon, the figure of a dancing sword appears in my mind.
That elegant figure, unrestrained movements, gentle and affectionate sword swings, as if a series of paintings.
Tang Lin stood with his sword in hand, his solitary and proud figure standing in the center of the entire venue. He scanned the room, and when he looked at the tribal elder on the VIP seat, his eyes flickered slightly.
Deeply, breathe out a mouthful of air.
His heart gradually calmed down.
Closed his eyes, the whole world went dark.
Long Sanjie saw that Tang Lin was full of flaws, his eyes condensed, and he immediately launched the strongest ultimate move in his hand. The black ruler was like a flash of light in the dark, bursting with dazzling and colorful light, and struck Tang Lin's chest straight away.
As beautiful as a comet.
The whole audience held its breath.
At this moment, Tang Lin's sword in his hand slowly rose, he slowly opened his eyes and stared at the sword in his hand.
In his chest, the blood that had been dormant for millions of years suddenly erupted like a volcano, and the sword dance that had disappeared for thousands of years reappeared in his hands with its former brilliance.
One sword flies and dances, overturning the city and dominating the world.
The sword in Tang Lin's hand, gently and slowly stabbed out, this elegant and beautiful sword, like the court lady's dance sword, looked harmless.
However, as this sword was swung out, everyone in the entire arena felt their eyes being dazzled by a flash of brilliant light - this sword seemed to be eternal!
The sword stuck to the black ring ruler and slid over, the sword seemed to have suction power, the fierce power of the black ring ruler was stuck to the sword body, and it turned back to face Long Sanjie.
In the instant that Long San's eyes widened in shock, his chest felt a dull and heavy pain, a suffocating feeling that made it hard for him to breathe, his body felt weightless, and he flew backward.
Defeat!
A brief and swift battle, the curtain falls directly.
The whole audience was silent as if dead.
Ryū Sankei of Musha Nanakyou was defeated by a single sword strike, unable to put up any defense!
Tang Lin grasped his long sword and did not go to look for the three warnings of Wang Long, but instead looked up at the clan leader. In the eyes of the clan leader, he saw a few parts of surprise.
Seeing this, Tang Lin's mouth corners moved slightly.
The old man with white hair looked at Tang Lin deeply before announcing the result, then it was time for the second round of the challenge match.
Long Chen stepped onto the stage and looked at Tang Lin with a serious expression, saying: "Please."
Tang Lin nodded slightly.
At this time, Long Chen chose a long sword of his own and stood still against Tang Lin, waiting for the other's flaw to be exposed.
Tang Lin, however, did not respond and instead launched a surprise attack. With a flash of his sword, he unleashed the "Sword Thunder" technique, causing his sword to shine like lightning and stir up a loud gust of wind that seemed to rumble with thunder. The momentum of this single strike caused many people present to lose color in their faces.
With Tang Lin's current strength, even a simple sword technique would have earth-shattering power, let alone the profound Seven Stars Sword Technique.
Long Chen only felt a surge of oppressive energy pressing against his chest, he wanted to retreat but knew that if he took even one step back, his momentum would completely fall into decline. He gritted his teeth and unleashed the strongest sword technique he had learned over the years, engaging in a fierce battle with Tang Lin head-on.
Only to see the sword in Long Chen's hand suddenly rotate into eighteen sword flowers, like eighteen windmills rotating, then the sword light merged into one, with flowing pale golden true energy attached to the sword, the entire sword majestic and powerful, slashing down towards Tang Lin at an angle.
This is no longer a simple sword move.
To reach Tang Lin's realm, every move carries infinite momentum and spiritual oppression, which is already a kind of spiritual power.
Every move is poured out, and a person's essence, energy, and spirit are all condensed on the weapon in hand. This is not relying on the flaws of the move to win by luck, but a truly peak confrontation!
Boom!
Tang Lin's sword light was like a withered and rotten wood, directly breaking Dragon Chen's sword, the sword tip straight up, stabbing towards his forehead!
A matter of life and death hanging by a thread!
Long Chen's pupils contracted to the extreme, and all the hairs on his body stood up.
"Ah——" Someone in the distance let out a cry of surprise.
Just then - Tang Lin's sword suddenly stopped in its tracks, precisely stopping on his forehead skin, only a paper's distance away.
Everyone standing on the stage had their eyes wide open, including the gray-clothed youth and Long Zixuan and others, all staring at Tang Lin in surprise.
It's clear that after Tang Lin unleashed such a fierce sword move, he still had the strength to hold back his sword momentum, which means Tang Lin didn't use his full strength at all!
Similarly, Tang Lin's swordsmanship has already entered the realm of subtlety!
Tang Lin sheathed his long sword and looked at Long Chen, who was startled and had broken out in a cold sweat, revealing an apologetic gaze.
Long Chen's body was like a void, looking at himself reborn from the brink of life and death. He gazed gratefully at Tang Lin, his heart secretly trembling with fear.
The Long Family's New Star Battle has ended, and the top three have emerged: Long Zixing, Gray-clothed Youth, Tang Lin!
The appearance and names of these three people are destined to stir up a storm in the imperial aristocracy of the Cang Xue dynasty.
The genius of the Long family is deeply respected by all parties.
The clan leader stood up from the seat of honor, looked at Tang Lin deeply for a moment, then looked at everyone in the audience and said: "After the martial arts competition ends, the top three people will have the qualification to learn 'Wild Texture Technique' and can freely enter and exit 'Dragon Realm' to cultivate."
"Dragon Realm?"
"Free access to Dragon Realm?"
Long Zichen and the grey-clothed youth were taken aback, then looked at the clan leader with surprise and delight, almost doubting their ears.
Many people under the stage were looking at Tang Lin and his two companions with envy.
Free access to the Dragon Realm, what a high treatment it is!
Tang Lin furrowed his brow, Dragon Realm or not, he didn't care about that right now. At this moment, all he wanted to do was find an opportunity to ask the Clan Lord about his mother's whereabouts.
"Now, you can take the bloodline test." The clan leader's expression gradually became solemn, saying: "Your future achievements will depend on your opportunities and fate."
Everyone's eyes lit up, and some were nervous.
Bloodline test, this has nothing to do with strength.
Some have low strength, but high blood concentration. In other words, any young man from a dragon family has the possibility of making a leap to become a dragon!
"Let's begin!" The tribal elder waved his hand and sat back in the VIP seat.
The old man with white hair looked at everyone and said, "Those who want to take the test come on stage."
All the people who were eliminated in the previous screening matches walked up to Zhen Long Tai, and they all looked at the grey-clothed youth with anger, as if saying: Wait till I awaken my bloodline, you'll be in trouble!
The youth in grey clothes glanced at these people with a reckless and unbridled gaze, full of disdain and cold arrogance.
"There is a barbarian dragon under the Dragon Suppressing Platform." The white-haired old man's voice was low and solemn, saying: "These three ancient Town Dragon Steles contain mysterious and unpredictable power, capable of suppressing the barbarian dragon! And last time an accident occurred, it was this barbarian dragon that collided with the Town Dragon Stele, almost destroying the platform and escaping."
Everyone was listening attentively.
Like Tang Lin and many other young people, they had never heard of such a thing. At this moment, listening to the white-haired old man's words, they immediately felt a chill run down their spines.
Underneath this town's Dragon Suppressing Platform, a dragon is actually being imprisoned!
Tang Lin's mental state was strong and he didn't feel afraid of his legs going soft, instead he was surprised that the Long family had such power to seal a dragon!
To know that a dragon, even with the lowest cultivation, has tens of thousands of years of Dao lineage, and even a Martial God cannot deal with it. Only a Half-Sage can barely fight against a dragon!
Some dragons with high moral integrity have almost invincible power that can destroy heaven and earth, and no one can stop them.
"I wonder how many years of Taoist practice this fierce dragon has." Tang Lin thought to himself.
The high-ranking officials and celebrities under the stage heard the white-haired old man's words, but they didn't seem too shocked, apparently having heard of such things before.
The old man with white hair continued: "The method of testing blood veins is to summon the barbaric dragon! You will drip fresh blood into the dragon-slaying platform, if the concentration of blood is higher, the barbaric dragon will feel the barbarian breath, and it will go crazy and strike the dragon-slaying platform."
"The Zhenlong Platform has ten Bundling Dragon Iron Locks sealing it. The white-haired old man pointed to the thick iron locks wrapped around the three Zhenlong Steles and said: 'According to several hundred tests over the generations, it's basically been confirmed that if six of these ten Bundling Dragon Iron Locks are shaken, it represents that the bloodline concentration has already passed the test and has the potential for awakening!'"
Tang Lin looked at the ten Bundled Dragon Iron Locks and thought to himself, "This barbarian dragon is a living creature. If fresh blood is dripped into it, it will contain the barbarian tribe's bloodline, but it's asleep now, what can be done?"
His concerns were shared by others, and someone immediately said: "What if the concentration of blood is sufficient, but the fierce dragon doesn't react, what should we do?"
"And what if the barbarian dragon suddenly gets a temper, originally there's no blood concentration, but it just wants to crash a few times, what can be done?"
The old man with white hair frowned and said, "These situations will not happen. We are doing this, naturally there is no chance of failure. In the past, our ancestors obtained a 'Barbaric Dragon Needle' that could test blood density, but it was lost later. This method has been tried countless times and has been discussed with the Barbaric Dragon, you don't need to worry."
Today there are two updates. In the past few days, the monthly ticket ranking has dropped from 7th to 11th. Brothers, Old Gu is back, and will start exploding tomorrow, taking it easy today!
Continue to fight for monthly tickets, continue to rise!
Return to the blood and passion, brothers, let's take back the lost glory with our own hands once again!!!!!!
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