At this time, a white bird flew in from outside the courtyard, its wings flapped, and landed on Tang Lin's shoulder.
"Huh?" Tang Lin glanced at the white bird and said, "It's the messenger bird of the Tianyu tribe."
"Open it and take a look." Tie Shi chuckled.
Tang Lin untied a letter from the white bird's claws, opened it and looked at it. The content was as follows:
No. 529 on the genius list, Su Jian challenges you! Please accept the challenge within twelve hours after receiving the message, otherwise it will be deemed as a waiver and the rankings will be exchanged!
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Seeing this message, Tang Lin frowned, "529 people actually directly surpassed dozens of people to challenge me."
"Go and challenge." Iron Lion smiled and said, "Don't underestimate him, maybe this person is a strong one."
Tang Lin nodded. This ranking didn't mean anything. Naturally, he wouldn't take it lightly and was about to leave the courtyard immediately.
Just then——
The sound of flapping wings sounded in the sky above the courtyard, and another white bird flew over and landed on Tang Lin's shoulder.
"Another challenge letter?" Tang Lin frowned, untied the letter from the white bird's claw, opened it, and found that it was indeed another challenge letter.
Whoosh!
Soon, a third white bird flew over the courtyard.
Tang Lin frowned, "Is it over yet?"
When you open the letter on this white flying bird, it is still a letter of challenge. The person challenging you is the person ranked 824 on the genius list.
"It's okay for you. The one who should have a headache right now is the one who is number one on the genius list." Tie Shi chuckled and said: "We are all geniuses, who will be convinced by the number one? I guess the guy named Ming
.I should have received hundreds or even thousands of challenge letters by now."
"Thousands of letters?" Tang Lin was surprised.
But think about it.
Everyone is a genius, who will be convinced by the first place? After all, in the previous battles, especially the knockout rounds, everyone has not met each other and does not know the strength of the other geniuses.
It was through Iron Lion that Tang Lin learned through the Nine Sword Tower that there were many people who were stronger than him. Otherwise, he would have challenged the first place Ming at this moment!
"How is it possible to accept thousands of challenges in 12 hours?" Tang Lin frowned.
"Of course it's impossible." Iron Lion said with a smile: "There is a rule in the competition. If there is a battle every three hours, all subsequent challenges can be postponed. This one called Ming only needs to fight once every three hours.
You don’t have to worry about the rankings changing if it exceeds 12 hours.”
Tang Lin suddenly came to his senses.
"You go and accept the challenge, take a look at the strength of the other geniuses, and be mentally prepared." Iron Lion took a sip of wine and said with a calm smile.
Tang Lin nodded slightly and said, "I'm going."
Leaving the courtyard, Tang Lin came to the huge square, walked directly to the challenge application registration office, and said: "I am Tang Lin, and I want to take over the battle."
"Please give me the entry card." The young man from the Yu tribe said this day.
Tang Lin took out his sign. Here he recognized the sign but not the person - the sign is always much more honest than the person.
"The sixth battle station will be available in ten minutes. I will notify your challenger for you, please go and wait." The Tianyu tribe youth said with a smile.
Tang Lin took back his sign and came to the sixth battle stage.
There are two people fighting fiercely above at the moment. They are both half-saints and have performed body skills. One is in the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and the other is in the realm of transcendent sainthood.
Tang Lin frowned, and he didn't expect that when he saw two people casually, one of them had reached a level of martial arts that was extraordinary and holy!
Even if we look at the Cangxue Dynasty, there are no more than ten people who have reached this level, including the two people in the Moon God Pavilion.
The person on the battlefield who was in the realm of transcendent saints was obviously hiding his own strength and did not release his true power.
But the battle won't last long and it should be over.
Tang Lin didn't look much, and was about to look away. At this moment, suddenly there was an exclamation from behind.
"God, is he really only eighteen years old?"
"What kind of strength is this, so strong?"
"Holy shit, how can I fight like this? Such speed and power... Damn it!"
Tang Lin looked back.
I saw a dark figure standing on a battlefield not far away. He was covered in a large black robe and wore a black cloak on his head, covering his cheeks and eyebrows. Judging from his body shape, it was difficult to tell whether he was a man.
It's a woman.
In front of him was a young man whose whole body was burning with flames. His golden robes were full of luxury.
At this moment, the young man raised his palm, and there was a roaring sound of wind and thunder in the sky above the square. Dark clouds gathered from all directions and gathered in the square, rolling continuously like boiling water.
Then the dark clouds turned red, like a burning sunset, and meteors and meteorites shot down from the dark clouds.
Each meteorite trailed a long tail of fire and crashed down onto the battlefield.
This strange scenery shocked everyone who was watching the battle. They saw a strong wind blowing between the sky and the earth, and the roaring hurricane cut into people's bodies like countless tiny blades.
Especially the meteorites containing flames were summoned from the sky. What kind of tyrannical mental power is required to do this!
Tang Lin was secretly solemn in his heart. This man's mental power must have reached the level of a hundred stones.
In the sky full of meteorites, the sky and the earth change color.
The figure in the jet black cloak stood quietly on the battlefield. When a huge flaming meteorite fell, his jet black cloak was slightly raised, as if he was looking up.
The pressure of the flaming meteorite caused his robe to flutter and curl.
Everyone exclaimed.
Although it is stipulated that no one is allowed to kill during the battle, otherwise he will be disqualified from the competition, but looking at the meteorite hitting it so hard, its power is definitely tens of millions, and it is definitely not something that mortals can withstand.
Tang Lin frowned when he saw it.
At this moment, the flaming meteorite above the figure in the dark cloak suddenly exploded from the middle with a "bang" sound, and suddenly split into countless pieces of rubble, rolling down around the battle platform, and some fell.
The dark cloaked figure fell down, but was swallowed up invisibly by the twisted air around his body.
Everyone in the audience watched in complete silence.
Including the young man whose whole body was burning with flames, their faces were full of disbelief. At this moment, the dark cloaked figure flashed slightly and came behind him.
No one could see the speed of his movement. It was as if he was standing there. Then no one saw him take action. The body of the flaming young man suddenly stiffened and then fell softly.
The game is over.
Looking at the figure in a black cloak who instantly won, everyone was stunned for a while.
Such strength is so strong, so strong that he is like a god!
"Is this person Ming?"
"God, he deserves to be number one on the genius list, he is simply a monster!"
"Who can fight such a monster? Damn it!"
Everyone was shocked.
Tang Lin was shocked when he saw it. Just now he opened his dragon eyes and his vision increased tenfold, but he didn't even see the speed of the dark cloaked figure clearly.
Faster than expected.
Tang Lin couldn't believe it at all. This man was only eighteen years old.
At this time, the dark cloaked figure did not step down from the fighting platform, but another young man walked up from the fighting platform.
This young man only has the strength of a semi-saint, and the previous Holy Body realm young man was instantly defeated, so he naturally goes without saying.
Fighting with strong people can increase experience, but if the enemy is too strong, the experience of being beaten will be increased.
As soon as the young man came on stage, he quickly said: "I admit defeat."
The dark cloaked figure did not speak.
His slender figure stood on the stage, like a ghost in the middle of the night. His whole body was filled with an air of emptiness and coldness that made people's scalp numb.
All those who challenged him had an unconvinced attitude. Seeing that scene now, they were completely convinced.
"If I meet this person, I will definitely be defeated." Tang Lin thought to himself.
Just from the battle just now, Tang Lin realized the gap between him. Even if he used the blood of the Barbarian God, his speed and movement skills might not be as fast as his.
At this time, shouts came from behind him.
"Tang Lin, please come on stage."
Tang Lin looked back and found that his challenge had begun. A purple-haired boy was already standing on the stage, staring at him coldly and arrogantly.
Tang Lin's figure flashed and he came to the battlefield.
"Is he the peak half-saint?" Tang Lin looked at the purple-haired boy with an indifferent expression.
"I am Su Jian, remember this name well." The purple-haired boy said coldly: "You will be defeated by these two words in the next moment!"
Tang Lin looked at him quietly.
The purple-haired boy frowned, snorted coldly, and with a move of his hand, a pitch-black thin sword on the weapon rack next to him flew into his hand.
Tang Lin stretched out his palm, and a sword was also snatched from the weapon rack.
There are many types of swords, including thin swords, broad swords, long swords, and short swords. Different swords have different uses, and it takes time to fully learn them.
The way of martial arts is broad and profound.
Tang Lin chose the broad sword. Although it lacked dexterity, it was more powerful and explosive.
Both of them were holding long swords and staring at each other coldly.
The gravel on the platform beneath the two men was slowly suspended, as if a mysterious aura enveloped their bodies.
After a moment, a wave of lightning burst out from the body of the purple-haired boy. He roared violently and floated over with his sword.
Tang Lin could tell at a glance that it was a body technique that was extraordinary and holy.
"Shrunk to an inch."
Tang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body instantly appeared behind the purple-haired boy, using the "Sword Thunder" sword technique in his hand.
The sword technique is like thunder, with traces of thunder and lightning condensed on the tip of the sword.
The same sword technique has different power in different realms. The sword thunder that Tang Lin used at first could only bring about a hint of whistling wind and thunder. Now when it is used, the whole sword rubs against the air, creating a fierce thunder light, like an entire sword.
The sword turned into a bolt of lightning and was held in his hand.
The purple-haired boy was shocked. He didn't expect that Tang Lin's movement skills were so mysterious. He hurriedly returned his sword to block, preparing to use his strength to distance himself.
Tang Lin's eyes flashed, "The power of the dragon pattern, a hundred times the combat power!"
His entire arm suddenly became thicker, and the speed of the whistling sword light in his hand suddenly increased!
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The happiest thing in life is the moment when the tears run dry. What do you think? Haha (to be continued...)
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