On the 12th day of the seventh month, it was still a sunny day.
During the Battle of the Yellow River, it was impossible for there to be any bad weather.
The Pillar of Six Directions still towered into the sky, and the people of the various countries filed in.
The six Dharma Appearances of the Six Supreme Beings descended, towering over the heavens.
The Lord of Mount Yujing, Yu Qian, appeared to host the competition, and Mr. Ao also sat down again.
Everything was the same as yesterday, except that Tianjiao was now in the Inner Mansion Stage.
Jiang Wang was still sitting in the front row.
Qi Di's friends were all sitting not far behind him.
The words of encouragement had already been said, and no one came to disturb him.
Ye Lingxiao and his daughter were sitting in the northwest spectator stand, whispering something.
He was following Zhenren Ye's instructions, and had been deceiving himself in front of Du Ruhui, pretending not to know him.
Jung Genzun also came today, and sat beside him. After a night of treatment, although he still looked very weak, he was no longer in danger.
In short, the scenery was as good as before, and a good time awaited the song.
Jiang Wang held his sword horizontally across his knees, his hands resting lightly on the sword, and sat silently.
When it came to the days of cultivation, he had started since he was young.
Only those disciples of the famous sects had been nurtured under the guidance of strong cultivators since young, and increased the chances of successfully opening their meridians. All the mantras, secret techniques, and even experiences had the most suitable arrangements.
And Jiang Wang relied on his own hard work, starting from mortal martial arts, to temper his body bit by bit.
He officially opened his meridians on the 15th day of the sixth month, year 3917, and succeeded in becoming a Transcendent. It had been more than two years since then.
Before becoming a Transcendent, he had never slacked off, regardless of the weather. There was no need to mention how many difficulties there were. From the moment he returned from the West Mountain, bathed in blood, he would never forget.
In these two years after becoming a Transcendent, he had experienced too much … So many difficulties, so much pain, so many moments of despair.
But no matter when or where, he had never given up. No matter what he faced, he had never given up on himself.
He had searched for hope in despair, and opened up a path of survival in the midst of despair.
Along the way, every day, every moment, every moment, he had been moving forward.
Moving forward unswervingly.
Then today, it was time to verify all of this.
Today, everyone was watching.
Today, the Tianjiao of the various countries had gathered on the River-Viewing Platform.
Today, he and Chang Xiangsi had been waiting for a long time.
The world should be waiting for a name called "Jiang Wang".
Sharpening a sword in a box for ten years … It should be called the world knows the splendor of frost!
Unlike the eagerness of the past few days, the Sauvignon Blanc was surprisingly quiet today. It didn't even make a single sound.
It probably knew that it could bloom to its heart's content today.
There were still eight arenas, which were divided into A, B, C, D, E, E, G, and X.
After each round, they would merge once. Eight in four, four in one.
The True Lord Yu Ju stood on the stage, his voice transmitted to everyone's ears: "Today is the Inner Mansion Arena's official competition. Sixteen Tianjiao will compete for first place. Please prepare!"
The light screen unfurled like a picture scroll, and the names of the sixteen Inner Mansion Realm experts from Tianjiao flickered like stars on the light screen.
Every name on the list represented a Chosen of a nation, and was one of the most outstanding individuals in the Inner Mansion who had stood out from tens of thousands of others.
However, only one person would be able to take first place.
The extremely short time it took for the names to change was especially long in the anxious wait.
When the names on the light screen finally stopped, many people let out a long sigh of relief. The list of opponents had been confirmed, and there was no possibility of change.
Huang Sheli from Tianjiao of Jing Kingdom against Yelü Zhi from Liao Kingdom.
Xiang Bei from Tianjiao of Chu Kingdom against Bai Yuxia from Tianjiao of Yue Kingdom.
Qin Zhi Zhen from Tianjiao of Qin Kingdom against Xiao Shu from Tianjiao of Dan Kingdom.
The Inner Mansion Realm expert from Mu Kingdom, Tianjiao, probably received the most attention. His name was Deng Qi, and it was said that he came from the Yuwen Clan. However, there was no more specific information. His opponent was Yin Wenhua from Tianjiao of Song Kingdom.
He didn't choose a relatively weak opponent as many people expected. Instead, he chose a regional power like Song Kingdom, which highlighted the confidence of a hegemon …
The sixteen Inner Mansion Realm experts from Tianjiao all had different expressions as they looked at the light screen.
Some were calm and certain, some were full of confidence, and some were full of fighting spirit.
However, none of them had an expression as complicated as Lin Zhengren's at this moment.
It was the kind of facial expression that was controlled with amazing willpower, and the eyes that were filled with violent changes of emotions … It was mixed and conflicting, giving people a very contradictory and complicated impression.
He was originally elegant and calm, sitting at the front of the preparation area with the mentality that if he could improve, it would be a good thing. If he couldn't, it would still be glorious.
Among the sixteen countries that were listed in the Yellow River Meet, Zhuang Kingdom was the least likely to make it.
He had already achieved the best result in the history of Zhuang Kingdom, and Zhuang Kingdom's only request for him was to "show his elegance." Compared to the other fifteen from Tianjiao, he should have a psychological advantage.
Moreover, he had carefully studied the few opponents that he might encounter and prepared more than one set of countermeasures. It wasn't necessarily impossible for him to improve.
However …
The light screen showed that Lin Zhengren's opponent was Jiang Wang from Tianjiao of Qi Kingdom!
In contrast, Jiang Shaohua from Shen Kingdom breathed a sigh of relief.
On the surface, Jiang Shaohua from Tianjiao of Xia Kingdom looked determined to take revenge for his country. He also thought that he would definitely be selected by Tianjiao of Qi Kingdom and was prepared to fight for his life. However, at this moment, his eyes were obviously relaxed.
Of course, some people couldn't help but laugh secretly.
The Qi Nation's prodigy didn't target the Xia Nation or the Shen Nation. Instead, he chose the Zhuang Nation's prodigy, who was relatively weaker on paper among the top 16 … Wasn't this a sign of his lack of confidence?
However, Ji Zhaonan and Jung Genzun's performances were too dazzling, which made these people more cautious about Jiang Wang's strength. For the time being, they didn't dare to express their opinions.
As for Jiang Wang himself, his expression was calm and his eyes were calm.
He just made the choice he wanted to make. What others thought of him had nothing to do with him.
He got up and left his seat. He politely said hello to Cao Jie, Ji Zhaonan, and Jung Genzun. Then he exchanged glances with several friends in the stands. Then he put his hand on his long sword, walked down the stands, and walked to the No.Geng Martial Arts Arena.
He held his head high and walked calmly, as if he was strolling in his own courtyard. He got along with the flowers and trees he was familiar with without any tension or uneasiness.
Those who watched him could feel an indescribable sense of beauty when he walked.
That was the ethereal charm brought by the immortal technique, One Step to Heaven. "Stepping on the air and stepping on the void is like walking on flat ground". Now when he walked on flat ground, he felt like an immortal.
But only in Lin Zhengren's sight.
He felt that his opponent's footsteps were very heavy. Every step he took was stepping on his heartbeat.
He sat in the stands and watched the familiar figure, who often appeared in his nightmares, walk down the stands and walk to the Martial Arts Arena step by step.
Thump, thump, thump.
The sound of his heartbeat was so clear.
He began to find it difficult to breathe.
From the moment he saw the list of opponents, he found it difficult to breathe.
It was as if there was an invisible hand tightly clenching … clenching his heart.
Because with his intelligence, it was easy for him to understand why he was matched up against Jiang Wang!
There was a voice in his heart that was shouting —
"He wants to kill me!"
"He wants to … kill me!"
On the Martial Arts Arena of the Yellow River Meeting, under the watch of the True Monarch, Jiang Wang wanted to kill him!
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