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nThe Crimson Shadowless Sword in his hand was extremely fast. Even without the activation of his true energy, it still disappeared without a trace in everyone’s eyes.

nIf it was anyone else, they would definitely be shocked by this stance. Such a fast sword was actually very strange!

nHowever, in Lin An’s eyes, who was holding the Nine Nether Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, this sword was clearly seen by him!

nBuzz!

nLin An narrowed his eyes slightly and the sword in his hand also let out a sword chime as it pierced straight towards Ye Changkong!

nWhen everyone saw this scene, they were instantly shocked!

n“Does he not want to live anymore? He didn’t even make a move and just charged forward?”

n“This is crazy!”

nEveryone’s eyes widened.

nThey didn’t know just how strong the sword in Lin An’s hand was!

nThey also didn’t know that offense was the best defense!

nLin An easily reached forward and could break all sword techniques in the world!

nClang!

nSparks suddenly appeared in the air and the metallic sound seemed as if it wanted to tear everyone’s eardrums apart. Ye Changkong’s sword was completely blocked by Lin An!

nMoreover, it wasn’t Lin An who blocked him but that the sword intent of this sword was indomitable. It was so extreme that Ye Changkong felt fear and had no choice but to change his move at the last minute.

nThis descendant of the God of Swords turned his attack into defense and blocked this sword while simultaneously retreating explosively!

nSwish!

nYe Changkong pointed his sword towards the ground. His palm was numb and his shocked eyes suddenly stared at Lin An.

nOn the side of the Langya Sword sect, the expressions of several disciples, including the leader of the group, instantly changed!

nAs members of a sword sect, they had an extremely deep understanding of sword techniques. They could see that Ye Changkong was at a disadvantage with that sword attack just now!

nLin An let out a long laugh, grabbed the Nine Nether Weeping Blood Sword, and charged straight at Ye Changkong!

nNot good!

nYe Changkong felt the unusualness of the green sword in front of him and his expression suddenly changed. He raised his long sword to block in front of him and, at the same time, his figure rapidly retreated!

nHowever, Lin An’s physical body was now in the Hell King’s Purgatory Form, and his strength had long surpassed that of an ordinary person. His speed was also extremely fast!

nIn just an instant, the Nine Nether Weeping Blood Sword suddenly slashed down!

nThis sword attack didn’t have any techniques at all. There was only one thing to pay attention to, and that was to break ten thousand techniques with a single force!

nNo matter how many techniques one had, in the face of absolute, violent power, they would all appear pale and powerless!

nClang!

nA metallic sound reverberated from the battle stage and spread far away!

nYe Changkong had almost no strength to resist at all. Suddenly, a “crack” sound was heard from his wrist. Intense pain immediately rose from his arm and pierced through his entire body!

nHis arm was actually fractured!

nYe Changkong’s entire body was blasted flying and directly fell out of the martial arts stage. The Crimson Shadowless Sword in his hand was covered with cracks!

nAt the same time, a trail of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

nIn front of this violent energy, it was the first time that he saw his own insignificance!

nThis battle was his loss!

nEver since he started cultivating, other than his father, the God of Swords, it was the first time that he felt that he had lost!

nThe entire place was silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop!

nEveryone’s eyes were wide open. Their faces were filled with shock and awe!

nThey found it hard to believe, hard to accept, that the descendant of the God of Swords, Ye Changkong, had actually lost just like that!

nAnd he had lost so clearly and cleanly. They had only exchanged two rounds and he had already been sent flying by Lin An just like that!

nSo it turned out that a true battle between experts was not one where they fought back and forth for hundreds of rounds. The true strength could be determined with just one exchange.

n“How… how is this possible?”

nA disciple of the Langya Sword Sect said with a trembling voice.

nAll along, Ye Changkong had been the object of their reverence. The descendant of the God of Swords for the generation had unparalleled sword techniques but, now, he had already lost in two rounds!

nAll of a sudden, the glorious image of the descendant of the God of Swords who would not fail in the hearts of the dozen or so Langya Sword Sect disciples collapsed with a bang!

n“How did this happen?”

n“How did Ye Changkong fall?”

nEveryone present was also shocked and extremely confused!

nUp until now, they still couldn’t understand how Lin An won.

nThe imperial guards were still in shock, but they could only smile bitterly as they took out a talisman and slapped it on the heavily injured Ye Changkong, sending him out of the training field!

nYe Changkong, the descendant of the God of Swords and the elite prodigy of the Langya Sword Sect, one of the three great sects, was defeated just like that!

nHe didn’t even pass the first stage and lost just like that!

nIt was all because he met someone…

nLin An!

nThis was beyond the expectations of many people and it was also beyond the expectations of the eunuch who was singing outside the throne room.

nAs the emperor’s personal eunuch, this steward knew many secrets that ordinary people didn’t know.

nAs far as he knew, the emperor did not really randomly recruit the prince consort this time. Instead, he had already chosen a few heaven’s favored sons as the best candidates.

nFor example, the head of the capital’s four great scholars, Young Master Wu.

nFor example, the descendant of the God of Swords of the Langya Sword Sect, Ye Changkong!

nThese two were the candidates that the emperor valued the most, and Young Master Wu was placed first.

nUnfortunately, he was defeated by a scholar named Lin An the day before yesterday. Even if he didn’t lose his reputation, he still lost the right to become the emperor’s son-in-law!

nTherefore, the emperor placed the first place on Ye Changkong. But now, Ye Changkong couldn’t even pass the first round!

nThis scared the old eunuch to death. After seeing Ye Changkong being sent out of the arena, he immediately turned around and ran back to the throne room.

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nIn the arena, Lin An had already finished the first trial.

nAfter defeating Ye Changkong, he entered the third trial. In the end, before he could even think about what weapon to use, his opponent immediately chose to give up and surrender the moment he stepped onto the stage.

nThere was nothing he could do. Fighting against a monster that defeated Ye Changkong in two moves was simply courting death!

nThat Xiushi was very smart. He surrendered and ran away as soon as he got on the stage.

nLin An was very helpless and won all three rounds. Moreover, because his opponent surrendered, he became the first person to advance.

nHowever, just as he was about to rest for a while, an old eunuch suddenly ran out from the throne room and shouted at the top of his voice.

n“The Emperor has arrived!”

nIn an instant, everyone present was stunned. They turned around and looked at the throne room on the stone steps.

nEven the cultivators who were still fighting on the martial arts stage stopped, their faces full of shock!

nIn the next moment, a majestic figure dressed in a flaming dragon robe strode out of the throne room!

nThe supreme aura of the emperor instantly spread out!

nEveryone’s expression changed.

nCountless people inside and outside the palace knelt on the ground.

nFollowing that, the immortal cultivators bowed one after another.

nLin An raised his head to look.

nHe saw a middle-aged man in the center of everyone’s field of vision. He was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe embroidered with flames. His body was cold and his chest was wide and broad. With every move he made, he gave off a natural and domineering aura that shook the world!

nThis was the ruler of the Ghanaian Empire, Ji Mingwu!

nThe emperor’s expression was calm, and his eyes were as deep as a valley.

nBeside the Ghanaian Emperor stood a beautiful woman. She was the main character of this trial, the Flaming Sun Princess.

nAt this moment, the Ghanaian emperor already had a decision in his heart. Since Ye Changkong had been defeated, then he would see if this new kid could be roped into the imperial palace and become the prince consort.

nThe Ghanaian Emperor believed that as long as he promised wealth, power, status, and even beauty, there was no talent that he could not rope in.

nWith these talents in the fire nation, it would not be a problem for him to dominate the Cangyun Continent in the future.

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