Chapter 398: Finally Appearing

Mount Wudao battle field.

Sword light fills the air, and all those watching are waiting to see how Qiao Yuan will take this sword.

After the previous two battles, Qiao Yuan's strength has been recognized by many martial artists. These people do not know that Qiao Yuan just broke through to the Innate realm, only thinking that he is a genius like Su Lin who has stepped into the Innate realm but does not care much about Mount Wudao rankings.

Zhao Feng's face hangs with a smile. He cultivates the sharpness of the sword.

Every sword is extremely offensive.

Although Qiao Yuan is strong, to take this sword, he will inevitably be seriously injured.

"Lin Lin Shixiong Qiao!"

Many disciples of the Canglan Sect see this sword. Although they can only see the picture, just from the sword light of this sword, they can see that it is absolutely extraordinary. At the moment, their expressions are very nervous, silently cheering for Qiao Yuan in their hearts.

Qiao Yuan's pupils shrink. The other party's sword is indeed very strong. If he takes it, he will inevitably be seriously injured.

"I concede."

Without any hesitation, Qiao Yuan chooses to concede.

It is not that he is afraid of injury, but he knows that even if he blocks this sword, he will not be able to defeat this person later.

By then, Lin Chen will still have to face the other party.

Since Lin Chen chose not to take the opportunity to kill into the top thirty, but to face the challenges of all Innate martial artists, he must pass this hurdle.

If he cannot even defeat this sword cultivator of the Gui Xu Sword Tomb, it is impossible to reach the top.

After Qiao Yuan concedes, his figure disappears on the spot. Zhao Feng looks at the disappearing Qiao Yuan, a look of astonishment in his eyes, but the next moment an arc is outlined on his face. It is a wise guy who knows when to retreat.

"Lin Lin Shixiong Qiao conceded?"

Disciples of the Canglan Sect see this scene, their faces also having looks of astonishment. They did not expect Lin Lin Shixiong Qiao to concede directly. This is completely different from the attitude of the previous two matches.

In the previous two matches, Lin Lin Shixiong Qiao showed a desperate posture, willing to be injured to quickly defeat the opponent. Why did he concede directly in this match?

If it is said that the disciples of the Canglan Sect are astonished, then at this moment, other martial artists watching in the Yan Huang Dynasty are in an uproar, and many people even have looks of mockery on their faces.

The Canglan Sect's plan was to let Qiao Yuan delay time, but they did not expect a sword cultivator from the Gui Xu Sword Tomb to kill his way out. Now that he knows he cannot delay, he simply gives up.

"Lin Lin Shixiong Qiao, thank you for your hard work. Let me take over from here."

When Qiao Yuan's figure comes down from Mount Wudao, Lin Chen smiles slightly at Qiao Yuan, and the next moment he also takes out the Martial Way Seal from his bosom. With a thought, he appears on the steps of Mount Wudao.

Seeing Lin Chen's figure disappear, Qiao Yuan stands silently to the side, sitting cross-legged on the ground, healing while staring at the light screen above.

Mount Wudao steps.

【Zhao Feng of the Gui Xu Sword Tomb initiates a challenge against you】

As soon as his figure appears on the steps of Mount Wudao, Lin Chen receives the prompt. Almost without any hesitation, he chooses to agree.

The battle field is still a plain.

And the moment Lin Chen's figure appears on the light screen, all those in the entire Yan Huang Dynasty paying attention to this battle are excited.

The main person has finally arrived.

The name Lin Chen was extremely unfamiliar in the Yan Huang Dynasty three days ago, but three days later, it spread throughout more than half of the Yan Huang Dynasty, especially among young martial artists.

One hundred thousand consecutive victory challenge—regardless of whether it can succeed or not, just daring to initiate this challenge is enough to attract attention.

"You are Lin Chen?"

Zhao Feng looks at Lin Chen opposite, his eyes narrowing slightly: "Originally, considering that you and Lin Lin Shidi Pei come from the same place, I did not want to challenge you. However, Lin Lin Shidi Pei said that since you chose the one hundred thousand consecutive victory challenge, you hope to cross hands with all the geniuses of the Yan Huang Dynasty, which aroused my interest." Lin Lin Shidi Pei?

Hearing the other party's words, Lin Chen raises his eyes and asks: "Is the person the other party mentioned Lin Lin Shixiong Pei Qingming?"

"Correct, it is him."

Hearing it is Lin Lin Shixiong Pei, Lin Chen also feels relieved in his heart. It seems Lin Lin Shixiong Pei has successfully joined the Gui Xu Sword Tomb.

However, Lin Chen sneers at the person's words about not wanting to challenge him for Lin Lin Shixiong Pei's sake.

He does not know how Lin Lin Shixiong Pei said it. Even if Lin Lin Shixiong Pei really meant that, if this person had a good relationship with Lin Lin Shixiong Pei, he could not have come up to challenge him.

Probably, he wanted to show off in front of Lin Lin Shixiong Pei by taking this opportunity, but Lin Lin Shixiong Pei did not pay attention to him.

Since that is the case, there is no need for him to show mercy.

Lin Chen does not ask again. Some of the rhetoric Zhao Feng had prepared is swallowed in his throat and cannot be spoken.

The atmosphere begins to turn cold.

"Truly a guy from the same place, really thinking he is arrogant."

Zhao Feng feels that Lin Chen does not intend to speak again, a flash of anger in his eyes. This indifference is the same as Pei Qingming's, which in his view is a kind of contempt for himself.

Since that is the case, let the other party know that the Yan Huang Dynasty is not something that people from such a desolate place of martial arts can covet.

Zhao Feng's entire aura began to change, his momentum climbing continuously. The long sword behind his back unsheathed, and the entire Martial Way Mountain battlefield was instantly shrouded in a chilling sword intent.

Feeling the chilling sword intent around him, Lin Chen also has a touch of surprise in his eyes.

The moment this person drew his sword, his entire aura changed completely, turning into a sharp long sword.

"Qianren Gui Xu!"

Zhao Feng gives a light shout, the long sword in his hand turning into sword light filling the sky, sword shadows like ten thousand birds returning to the nest, the sword-ringing sound tearing the air filling the entire battlefield. Where the sword light passed, the ground was plowed into trenches more than a zhang deep, and even the space had water-like twisted cracks!

This sword is even stronger than the sword he faced Qiao Yuan with earlier.

On the Canglan Sect Main Hall Square, seeing this sword of Zhao Feng, Qiao Yuan's eyes are also staring fixedly at the light screen. He wants to see how Lin Chen takes this sword.

"As expected of a genius martial artist of the Gui Xu Sword Tomb, this sword... even through the light screen, it makes one feel somewhat suffocated."

Many watching martial artists, feeling the visual impact brought by this sword, have been deeply shocked. If it were them facing this sword at this moment, I fear there would be no other way except to surrender.

The sword light is so prosperous that it fills the entire light screen, swallowing Lin Chen within it.

"Scared silly?"

"Actually did not fight back; could it be that the Canglan Sect is going to become the laughingstock of the Yan Huang Dynasty?"

Seeing Lin Chen let the sword light swallow him without taking action, many martial artists have looks of doubt. If he loses in the first match, then this Lin Chen and the Canglan Sect will become the laughingstock of the entire Yan Huang Dynasty.

One hundred thousand consecutive victory challenge, but he lost in the first match.

All those watching cannot hear the sound, and naturally do not know the sound coming from the battlefield space swallowed by the sword light at this moment.

However, as the person involved, Zhao Feng hears it clearly.

Keng!

Keng!

Keng!

The sound of gold and iron clashing echoes through the world.

ps: Sorry, it was 1:30 AM when I returned from the hospital. I can't hold on anymore after writing until now. I will update first. My daughter was diagnosed with rotavirus. It's really painful. This thing is a virus, not bacteria, and antibiotics cannot be used. According to the doctor, I can only give glucose to replenish water and rely on my daughter's own immunity to carry it through.

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