novelThe Ghanaian emperor
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The 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.
If it was anyone else, they would definitely be shocked by this stance. Such a fast sword was actually very strange!
However, in Lin An's eyes, who was holding the Nine Nether Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, this sword was clearly seen by him!
Buzz!
Lin An narrowed his eyes slightly and the sword in his hand also let out a sword chime as it pierced straight towards Ye Changkong!
When everyone saw this scene, they were instantly shocked!
"Does he not want to live anymore? He didn't even make a move and just charged forward?"
"This is crazy!"
Everyone's eyes widened.
They didn't know just how strong the sword in Lin An's hand was!
They also didn't know that offense was the best defense!
Lin An easily reached forward and could break all sword techniques in the world!
Clang!
Sparks 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!
Moreover, 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.
This descendant of the God of Swords turned his attack into defense and blocked this sword while simultaneously retreating explosively!
Swish!
Ye Changkong pointed his sword towards the ground. His palm was numb and his shocked eyes suddenly stared at Lin An.
On the side of the Langya Sword sect, the expressions of several disciples, including the leader of the group, instantly changed!
As 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!
Lin An let out a long laugh, grabbed the Nine Nether Weeping Blood Sword, and charged straight at Ye Changkong!
Not good!
Ye 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!
However, 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!
In just an instant, the Nine Nether Weeping Blood Sword suddenly slashed down!
This 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!
No matter how many techniques one had, in the face of absolute, violent power, they would all appear pale and powerless!
Clang!
A metallic sound reverberated from the battle stage and spread far away!
Ye 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!
His arm was actually fractured!
Ye 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!
At the same time, a trail of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
In front of this violent energy, it was the first time that he saw his own insignificance!
This battle was his loss!
Ever since he started cultivating, other than his father, the God of Swords, it was the first time that he felt that he had lost!
The entire place was silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop!
Everyone's eyes were wide open. Their faces were filled with shock and awe!
They found it hard to believe, hard to accept, that the descendant of the God of Swords, Ye Changkong, had actually lost just like that!
And 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!
So 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.
"How... how is this possible?"
A disciple of the Langya Sword Sect said with a trembling voice.
All 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!
All 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!
"How did this happen?"
"How did Ye Changkong fall?"
Everyone present was also shocked and extremely confused!
Up until now, they still couldn't understand how Lin An won.
The 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!
Ye 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!
He didn't even pass the first stage and lost just like that!
It was all because he met someone...
Lin An!
This was beyond the expectations of many people and it was also beyond the expectations of the eunuch who was singing outside the throne room.
As the emperor's personal eunuch, this steward knew many secrets that ordinary people didn't know.
As 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.
For example, the head of the capital's four great scholars, Young Master Wu.
For example, the descendant of the God of Swords of the Langya Sword Sect, Ye Changkong!
These two were the candidates that the emperor valued the most, and Young Master Wu was placed first.
Unfortunately, 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!
Therefore, the emperor placed the first place on Ye Changkong. But now, Ye Changkong couldn't even pass the first round!
This 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.
...
In the arena, Lin An had already finished the first trial.
After 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.
There was nothing he could do. Fighting against a monster that defeated Ye Changkong in two moves was simply courting death!
That Xiushi was very smart. He surrendered and ran away as soon as he got on the stage.
Lin An was very helpless and won all three rounds. Moreover, because his opponent surrendered, he became the first person to advance.
However, 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.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
In an instant, everyone present was stunned. They turned around and looked at the throne room on the stone steps.
Even the cultivators who were still fighting on the martial arts stage stopped, their faces full of shock!
In the next moment, a majestic figure dressed in a flaming dragon robe strode out of the throne room!
The supreme aura of the emperor instantly spread out!
Everyone's expression changed.
Countless people inside and outside the palace knelt on the ground.
Following that, the immortal cultivators bowed one after another.
Lin An raised his head to look.
He 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!
This was the ruler of the Ghanaian Empire, Ji Mingwu!
The emperor's expression was calm, and his eyes were as deep as a valley.
Beside the Ghanaian Emperor stood a beautiful woman. She was the main character of this trial, the Flaming Sun Princess.
At 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.
The 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.
With 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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