Chapter Sixteen: The Power of Ming!

  Whoosh!

  At this time, a white bird flew into the courtyard, flapping its wings and landing on Tang Lin's shoulder.

  "Hmm?" Tang Lin looked at the white flying bird, "It's a messenger bird of the Tianyu tribe."

  "Open and take a look." Tie Shi said with a slight smile.

  Tang Lin untied a letter from the white bird's claw and opened it to read. The contents were as follows:

  Rank 529, Su Jian challenges you! Please accept the challenge within 12 hours of receiving this message, otherwise it will be considered a forfeit and your rankings will be swapped.

  ……

  Upon seeing this message, Tang Lin furrowed his brow, "Rank 529, and yet he directly surpassed dozens of people to challenge me."

  "Go and fight." Iron Lion smiled: "Don't underestimate him, he might be a strong one."

  Tang Lin nodded, this ranking can't explain anything, he naturally wouldn't underestimate, and immediately prepared to leave the courtyard.

  Just at this time ——

  Whoosh!

  The sound of flapping wings echoed in the courtyard again, and another white bird flew over and landed on Tang Lin's shoulder.

  "Another challenge letter?" Tang Lin furrowed his brow, took down the white bird's claw and opened the letter, only to find that it was indeed another challenge letter.

  Whoosh!

  Soon, in the courtyard sky, a third white bird flew over again.

  Tang Lin furrowed his brow, "Is that all?"

  Open this white flying bird's letter, it is still a challenge book, and the person who challenges himself is the 824th on the genius list.

  "You're fine, it's that guy who ranked first on the genius list who should be having a headache now." Tie Shi chuckled and said: "Everyone is a genius, who would admit defeat to this first place? I reckon that guy named Ming must have received hundreds or even thousands of challenge letters by now."

  "Over a thousand?" Tang Lin was shocked.

  But thinking about it is also okay.

  Everyone is a genius, who will concede to this first place? After all, in the previous battles, especially the elimination rounds, everyone was unfamiliar with each other and didn't know the strength of the other geniuses.

  Tang Lin found out through Tie Shi that there were still many people stronger than him, otherwise he would have challenged the current number one, Ming.

  "Within 12 hours, accepting over a thousand challenges, how is that possible." Tang Lin frowned and said.

  "It's impossible naturally." Iron Lion smiled and said, "There is a rule in the tournament. If there is a battle every three hours, the subsequent challenge books can be postponed. This guy called Ming only needs to have one battle every three hours, then he doesn't need to worry about exceeding twelve hours, and the rankings will swap."

  Tang Lin suddenly came to his senses.

  "You go and fight, take a look at the strength of the other geniuses, and have a mental preparation." Tie Shi savored a sip of wine, smiling calmly.

  Tang Lin nodded slightly and said, "I'm going."

  Leaving the courtyard, Tang Lin arrived at the huge square and walked directly to the challenge application registration office, saying: "I am Tang Lin, I want to accept the battle."

  "Please show your participant's badge." said the young man from the Feather Tribe.

  Tang Lin took out his own token, here it is recognized by tokens rather than people - tokens are always more honest than people.

  "In ten minutes, the sixth arena will be empty. I'll notify your challenger for you, please go ahead and wait." The Tianyu clan youth smiled.

  Tang Lin retrieved his token and arrived at the sixth battlefield.

  At this moment, two people are fighting fiercely, both with semi-saintly powers. The techniques they employ are different: one is in the realm of unity between heaven and man, while the other has transcended the ordinary to enter the realm of sainthood.

  Tang Lin's eyebrows furrowed, he hadn't expected that one of the two people he had casually seen would have a martial arts realm that had reached the level of transcending the ordinary and entering sainthood!

  In the entire Snowy Dynasty, there were no more than ten people who had reached this realm, including the two from the Moon God Pavilion.

  That extraordinary person on the battlefield who has entered the realm of sainthood is clearly hiding their true strength and hasn't released their actual power.

  But the battle won't last long and should be over soon.

  Tang Lin didn't look for long and was about to withdraw his gaze when suddenly a burst of exclamations came from behind him.

  "My god, he's really only eighteen years old?"

  "What kind of power is this? It's so strong!"

  "My god, how can we fight this? This speed and power...!"

  Tang Lin turned his head and looked back.

  Not far away, on a war platform, stood a pitch-black figure, wearing a large black cloak all over his body, with a black hood on his head, covering his face and eyebrows. From the shape of his body, it was difficult to distinguish whether he was male or female.

  Before him was a youth engulfed in flames, his entire body clad in a golden robe that exuded an air of grandeur.

  At this moment, the young man raised his palm, and a thunderous sound of wind and thunder echoed in the sky above the square. Dark clouds gathered from all directions, converging on the square, rolling continuously like boiling water.

  Then the dark clouds turned crimson, like a fiery sunset, and from the clouds burst forth shooting stars.

  Every meteorite was dragging a long fire tail, and it crashed heavily onto the battlefield.

  This strange scene shocked all the onlookers, and suddenly a strong gust of wind blew across the sky and earth. The howling hurricane cut through people's bodies like countless tiny blades.

  Especially those meteorites that contain flames, which are summoned from the sky, how strong a spiritual power is needed to achieve this!

  Tang Lin's heart was secretly heavy, this person's mental strength had absolutely reached a hundred stone level.

  In the meteor shower, the sky and earth change color.

  That dark figure stood quietly on the battlefield, and when a huge flame meteor fell, his dark cloak slightly lifted, as if he had looked up.

  The air pressure under the blazing meteorite blew his long gown fluttering and rolling.

  Everyone was in an uproar.

  Although it is forbidden to kill people in the battle, otherwise you will be disqualified from the competition, but looking at this meteorite falling heavily, its power is absolutely worth tens of millions, and it is not something that ordinary human strength can withstand.

  Tang Lin's eyebrows furrowed as he watched.

  At this moment, the flame meteor on the head of the black cloak figure suddenly burst with a loud "bang" and split into countless pieces of debris, rolling around the battlefield. Some fell on the black cloak figure, but were swallowed up by the distorted air around his body.

  The whole audience was silent as if they were holding their breaths.

  Including the boy who was engulfed in flames, they all had faces that didn't dare to believe. At this moment, the black-cloaked figure flashed slightly and appeared behind him.

  No one saw his movement speed, as if he was originally standing there, then no one saw him make a move, and the Flame Boy's body suddenly stiffened, then fell softly.

  The game is over.

  Everyone was stunned as they gazed at the dark figure in a cloak who had won instantly.

  Such strength is too strong, it's simply like a god!

  "Is this person Meng?"

  "Heavens, no wonder he's ranked first on the list of geniuses, he's simply a monster!"

  "Who can fight against such monsters? No one!"

  Everyone was shocked.

  Tang Lin was shocked in his heart, just now he opened his dragon eye, and his vision increased by ten times, but he still couldn't see the speed of this black cloak figure clearly.

  Faster than you can imagine.

  Tang Lin couldn't believe it at all, this person was actually only eighteen years old.

  At this time, the black-cloaked figure did not leave the stage, but from under the stage, another young man walked up.

  This young man only has half-sage strength, and the previous holy body realm youngster instantly fell. It goes without saying that he is not a match for him.

  Fighting strong opponents can enhance experience, but if the enemy is too strong, what's enhanced is the experience of getting beaten.

  The young man stepped onto the stage and hastily said: "I concede."

  The figure in black cloak didn't say anything.

  His tall figure stood on the stage, like a ghost in midnight, his whole body filled with emptiness, cold breath, making people's scalp numb.

  Everyone who challenged him had an attitude of discontent, but at this moment, they were thoroughly convinced.

  "If I were to meet this person, I would surely lose." Tang Lin thought to himself.

  Just that one battle earlier made Tang Lin realize his own gap, even if he had unleashed the Wild God's Bloodline, his speed and footwork might not be as fast as his opponent.

  At this time, he heard shouting from behind him.

  "Tang Lin, please come on stage."

  Tang Lin turned around and found that his challenge match had begun. A purple-haired youth was already standing on the stage, gazing at him coldly.

  Tang Lin's figure flashed and he arrived on the battlefield.

  "Is it Half-Sage Peak?" Tang Lin looked at this purple-haired youth with a cold expression.

  "I am Su Jian, remember this name well." The purple-haired youth said coldly: "You will be defeated under these two words in the next moment!"

  Tang Lin quietly looked at him.

  The purple-haired youth furrowed his brow, let out a cold snort, and with a wave of his hand, a slender black sword flew from the nearby weapon rack into his grasp.

  Tang Lin stretched out his palm, and a sword flew over from the weapon rack.

  There are many types of swords, slender swords, broad swords, long swords and short swords. Different swords have different uses, and it takes time to master them all.

  The way of martial arts is vast and profound.

  Tang Lin chose a broadsword, although slightly lacking in agility, but emphasized powerful and fierce strength, with great explosive power.

  The two men stood facing each other, both holding long swords and staring coldly at one another.

  The gravel on the battlefield under their feet slowly floated up, as if a mysterious aura enveloped their bodies.

  A moment later, a burst of surging energy erupted from the purple-haired youth's body. He let out a loud roar and charged forward with his sword in hand.

  Tang Lin's eyes immediately saw that it was a superhuman and saintly physique.

  "A thousand miles shrink into an inch."

  Tang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body instantly appeared behind the purple-haired youth, with "Sword Thunder" swordsmanship unfolding in his hands.

  His swordsmanship was like thunder, with threads of lightning gathering at the tip of his sword.

  The same swordsmanship, different realms of power are displayed. When Tang Lin first wielded the Thunder Sword, it could only bring forth a faint whistling wind and thunderous might. Now, as he wields it, the entire sword scrapes against the air, entwining intense lightning, as if the entire sword has transformed into a bolt of lightning, held in his hand.

  The purple-haired youth was greatly shocked and didn't expect Tang Lin's movement to be so mysterious, he hastily drew his sword to block it, preparing to use the force to pull open a distance.

  Tang Lin's eyes flashed, "Dragon Pattern Power, Hundredfold Battle Strength!"

  His entire arm suddenly thickened by a circle, and the sword in his hand burst into a swift speed!

  ……

  The happiest thing in life is when your tears dry up at that moment, what do you think? Hehe.

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