"You should be proud to die under this move!"
Jiang Yulong said coldly. He placed the long sword horizontally in front of his chest and bent his left hand in the air. His originally normal palm suddenly became fiery red. He gently brushed the blade of the sword. Suddenly, the entire long sword seemed to come alive and became incomparably red.
This set of movements was very slow. After he finished, his entire face was abnormally pale.
The long sword was as red as blood and emitted a throbbing that made people's hearts tremble. The terrifying temperature was twice as high as before and the surrounding space was blurred.
Drip!
Jiang Yulong gently waved the long sword. The red flame was like liquid. A few drops fell on the ground and immediately burned through the ground. Moreover, the fire quickly spread in all directions.
A drop of red liquid the size of a water droplet actually burned the bluestone slabs within a radius of a few feet.
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank. He felt a fatal danger from the long sword. Clenching the dark red sword in his hand, Lin Xuan prepared to use all of his strength to fight.
"Don't waste your energy. Even a seventh level Meridian Spiritual Knight wouldn't be able to block this move." Jiang Yulong's voice was a little tired, but there was a trace of excitement in it. "Although I paid a big price, it was worth it to get rid of you!"
"Mysterious Fire Sword!"
A deep voice sounded. The bright red long sword carried a dazzling red light and formed a sword energy that was three feet long. Just the aftermath of the sword energy caused the ground to be shaved off a foot.
The sword energy was as dazzling as the sun. It was so bright that the audience couldn't open their eyes.
Lin Xuan felt the threat of this sword. He crazily urged his spiritual power. The golden spiritual power attached to the sword edge and small electric arcs constantly flowed. Lin Xuan's body was also covered with golden lightning. He was like the Thunder God. The Thunderbolt Sword in his hand pierced out like lightning.
"Thunder God's Fury!"
On the stage, a golden light flashed and then there was a shocking explosion. More than half of the stage was covered by an energy shield and it quickly spread out.
Countless stones flew up. The airflow quickly stirred and formed a gust of wind. The broken stones flew in all directions. Many of them flew towards the stands.
The disciples in the front row retreated one after another. The broken stones hit the stone steps, leaving holes in them. The disciples in the front row had lingering fears and did not dare to move forward.
"F * ck, just the aftershock alone is so powerful. Are the two of them still human?"
"I'm afraid that even the inner sect disciples are nothing more than this, right?"
"Why do I feel that they have already surpassed most of the inner court disciples? What a freak! "These disciples discussed animatedly, their tone full of envy.
"I wonder what's the situation inside? But this Lin Xuan is really surprising! "
"Yeah, no matter what the result is, Lin Xuan is the true dark horse of this selection competition!"
"Do you think Lin Xuan has a chance of turning the tables? I'm really looking forward to it … "Above the arena, a cloud of dust curled up, making it impossible for the crowd to see what was happening. They could only guess below.
Duan Fei stared at the arena and frowned slightly. He turned to look at Shangguan Liuyun and asked, "What do you think?"
"Lin Xuan's final shroud of golden lightning seemed to be Lightning Attribute Spiritual Energy, so the outcome is hard to predict." Shangguan Liuyun said in a deep voice.
"Lightning Attribute?" Duan Fei muttered, "It's really a rare Spiritual Energy Attribute, but why didn't he use that Heavenly Meteor?"
Not only were the disciples guessing, even the elders on the golden stands were so shocked that they pulled their beards. Their eyes were wide open.
"It's actually Lightning Attribute. Who is this youth? He's so monstrous! "Elder Li exclaimed.
It was already very rare for outer sect disciples to cultivate an attribute, but now the most violent Lightning Attribute had appeared. How could he not be surprised?
"Hehe, this little fellow is really surprising!" Elder Fang chuckled as he stroked his beard.
"Old Fang, you know him?" A group of old men looked at Elder Fang.
…
On the stage, the dust finally dispersed, and two figures appeared.
"Look, the results are coming out!" Everyone stared with their eyes wide open.
The referee in charge of the competition waved his sleeves, forming a gust of wind that blew away the remaining dust.
Finally, the two figures appeared clearly in front of the crowd.
The two youths, one on the left and one on the right, stood upright. The doctor on the left was dressed in white, his eyes full of arrogance. It was Jiang Yulong. On the right, Lin Xuan was dressed in black, his delicate face expressionless.
"Hahahaha!" Jiang Yulong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Oh no, did Jiang Yulong win?" Seeing this, Tang Yu, Yin Qingyi, and the rest's faces changed.
"I didn't expect you to be able to withstand this move …" Jiang Yulong's body suddenly leaned back, blood spurting out of his mouth as he fell straight down.
"Senior Brother Jiang!" The disciples of the Divine Might Group ran up to the arena and hugged Jiang Yulong nervously. Their faces were full of panic. They did not believe that the outer sect pillar of the Divine Might Group would lose, especially to a youth who had just made a name for himself.
"Carry him down. His life is not in danger, just some injuries." The referee's words put the disciples of the Divine Might Group at ease. They glared fiercely at Lin Xuan, then quickly carried Jiang Yulong down the arena.
"Little guy, you're not bad." The square-faced, middle-aged referee suddenly said to Lin Xuan, "You have the strength and know your limits. The future of the Black Heaven Sect depends on you disciples."
Lin Xuan respectfully bowed to the square-faced referee, then slowly walked down the arena.
When he stabbed Jiang Yulong just now, a voice rang in his ears, telling Lin Xuan that he only needed to win and not kill. That was why he withdrew 30% of his strength at the last moment. Otherwise, Jiang Yulong would have been dead.
Lin Xuan and Jiang Yulong were both young geniuses. The sect did not want to lose such disciples, so the square-faced referee warned them.
When Lin Xuan walked down from the stage, the entire martial arts arena was filled with his name. The ordinary disciples had already taken him as their idol and were cheering non-stop. Their voices were so loud that it shook the heavens.
And Lin Xuan's experience was spread among the disciples. Three months ago, he participated in the outer sect assessment as a sword slave and successfully entered the outer sect of the Black Heaven Sect. And three months later, he grew from a little sword slave to a genius disciple who could defeat the Four Heroes of the Outer Sect. This magnificent transformation deeply stimulated these youths.
Lin Xuan did not know that his deeds had gradually become a legend in the outer sect. Many disciples had set him as their goal and cultivated madly.
After the celebration, the disciples were deeply excited. The finals had finally arrived. Who would be the final champion?
"The finals will begin in an incense stick's time!" The square-faced referee announced.
Everyone knew that he was giving Lin Xuan time to recover, so everyone waited patiently.
Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground, the Art of Longevity in his body quickly circulating. The spiritual energy that he had consumed was quickly recovering, and even some of his wounds were quickly stitched up.
The power of the Art of Longevity finally manifested at this moment. His originally exhausted body was quickly filled with vitality. Those wounds were also smoothed out, and Lin Xuan's strength was rapidly recovering.
After an incense stick's time, he opened his eyes.
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