novelEmperor, True Dragon, Madman
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Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The Sacred Martial Hall: a unique small martial dao world. The social environment here was completely different from the outside world; it could be said to be a small self-containing world.
As for the platforms, it was said that this basic infrastructure could be seen almost anywhere in the Sacred Martial Hall. It was like the once-popular professional baseball, where you could see small baseball venues everywhere. It was also like the once most popular NBA basketball, where small basketball courts could be seen everywhere.
Besides the fragmented construction of the small platforms, the Sacred Martial Hall had also set up some relatively large platforms for martial artists of Sacred Martial Hall to engage in a certain degree of selection battles.
Other than the comparatively small auditorium, the platforms in the Outer Sacred Martial Hall were not much different from the platforms in the Inner Sacred Martial Hall.
The diameter of the circular platform was about a hundred meters. The building material was made of a special composite of high-tech material that was not metal nor stone. The color made it look like a gray concrete platform. There were no guardrails around it to prevent people from falling off the platform and there was no fur carpet.
There were some dark red spots on top of the gray composite high-tech material and there were also some irregular red marks. Anyone who went near it could smell the scent of blood.
Qin Fen walked around the platform gently. If the Sacred Martial Hall wanted to remove these mottled bloodstains, it would probably be a very easy thing to do, yet they didn't clear the bloodstains left from each battle. They probably wanted to warn every martial artist that a battle was not like drinking with a guest. Be it bloody injury or even death, all of those could happen here.
Qin Fen reached out and touched the edge of the platform gently. The cold temperature entered his body through his palm. The feeling of the platform felt as if it was seventy to eighty percent cement yet it was slightly different from cement.
The weakest martial artist in Sacred Martial Hall had the strength of seven stars. If reinforced concrete was really used as the platform material, a professional construction team may have to stay here permanently.
Otherwise, after a fierce battle, the platform would be riddled with holes and could not be used anymore.
A short but urgent dragon cry vibrated through the air and spread throughout the platform.
The martial artists of building one hundred and twenty-two who were in the auditorium straightened their waists subconsciously and looked up into the distance.
The sound of the dragon cry vibrated in the air and the shadow of the Little Dragon King Yang Lie had appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Without a clean and tidy warrior outfit to change into, Yang Lie wore a broken warrior outfit on his body. It didn't affect his heroic temperament and it even added a bit of a special look.
Qin Fen carefully assessed Yang Lie, the companion whom he had not seen for many days. His body shape was a little thinner than before yet it did not give people the impression that he was sick and thin. Instead, it gave people a more and strong refined feeling.
Standing there casually, anyone who faced Yang Lie would feel like he was a sword without a scabbard! His sharp aura cut through the air and deeply pierced the outer layer of the human skin.
After not seeing him for many days, Yang Lie's whole spirit seems to have been tempered by flames and it gave people a sense of change beyond recognition.
"Everyone, how have you all been these days?" Yang Lie's voice was like a great bell, he held both his fists and pushed forward gently. The young martial artists sitting in the audience seat suddenly felt a wave of air pushing on their chests and slight oppression was felt on their chests.
A little fascination shone in Qin Fen's eyes. This fist of Yang Lie's didn't actually launch the true punch's pressure, it was the aura that faintly gave people an illusion. It seemed that Asura's special training really gave his overall strength a big boost in a short amount of time.
Caesar felt Yang Lie's strong desire to attack when he performed his move. He smirked and said to Yang Lie, "Little Dragon King, it's not just you who has been working hard these past few days."
With this fist, the martial artists of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall that followed behind Yang Lie had the hair on their skin jump suddenly, as if someone wanted to use their fist pressure to launch an attack.
As the two sides faced each other, Caesar and Yang Lie's body suddenly vibrated. Asura Fenghua Danyun, who stood at the side, made a slightly surprised low-pitched sigh.
With the greeting of punches just now, Asura was surprised to find that the Little Dragon King Yang Lie, who had trained hard for a long time, did not take any unfair advantages. The aura created by the encounter of both sides could be said to be respectful.
Yang Lie's eyes brightened suddenly. He was very clear about his vigorous cultivation these days and how his own strength had improved.
However, in the greeting of punches just now, Yang Lie realized that although Caesar did not go through Asura's training, his entire spirit had also undergone a massive change!
Great Emperor Caesar... that punch he launched just now, it was like he was really pushing the Kyushu mountains and rivers forward. His mighty aura created a conception as if he could sway the world as he wished.
How could this be? Confusion flashed across Yang Lie's Dragon eyes as they switched to Qin Fen quickly.
Being able to change Caesar and others in a short amount of time... maybe the other heads of the Sacred Martial Hall would be able to do it too, but these people have obviously been staying at the basics Outer Sacred Martial Hall. If they wanted to change, it would be impossible for them to rely on the Sacred Martial Hall. The only way left was Qin Fen!
"No difference in aura?" Little Dragon King Yang Lie's body did not move, but he stirred the dust around his feet and got on the platform.
The beautiful face of Asura Fenghua Danyun's revealed a happy smile, "These few days of training had not gone to waste, the aura is only one part of martial dao. The final victory depends on the comprehensive strength of both sides."
Yang Lie once again clenched his fists, "We brothers have no need for fake pleasantries. Today's goal is to compete for third place in the team, how about we use the simplest rule? Divide into pairs and fight each other, the winning party will battle against the other winning party. The defeated party will naturally fight with the other defeated party. The winner of the defeated party will battle with the winning party, whoever wins will be third."
"Alright..."
Following Caesar's preemptive answer, people also jumped onto the platform to battle against Yang Lie and at that moment, their aura was mixed together.
"Caesar, good is good, but it doesn't mean you can discipline Yang Lie, who has just returned from special training right?"
By the time everyone heard Brooke's voice, he was already standing on the platform. The saber in his hand had not yet been withdrawn yet the chilling intention of his sword had already cut apart the mixed aura.
Clang!
A sound of clashing metal. A long, red spear pierced into the ground of the platform.
The long and exposed body of the spear was still vibrating slightly. Morad had already appeared on the platform.
The silent Morad and the unspeaking Solomon each used their own silent methods to inform their companions that they were the true protagonist of this ranking competition.
On the big platform, several young martial artists looked at each other without giving in. If it were other matters then there would be no problem in giving in. There was also no problem in just taking a few cuts for the others, but this time it was related to the power ranking of Qin Fen's legion. How could anyone give in to each other?
After a short silence, everyone looked at Qin Fen together.
Asura Fenghua Danyun pouted her beautiful cherry lips as a trace of unhappiness flashed across her beautiful eyes, "Why didn't you come to me to help decide this ah? I am also the head of the Department of Military Affairs ah."
Several young martial artists on the platform heard Fenghua Danyun's complaints and laughed together. There was a phrase called habit. Everyone was used to looking for Qin Fen to solve the problem when there was a fight they couldn't resolve. They didn't even consider if there were more powerful martial artists nearby.
Who goes first? This is a problem! Qin Fen felt a few pairs of sharp eyes, he raised his hand and moved the index finger up and down on the side of the nose gently. It looks like this dangerous problem should be solved by using Squad Leader Hao's ultimate skill.
"Rock-paper-scissors then."
The other spectating martial artists heard this suggestion and an absurd feeling was felt in their hearts. This was the method proposed by the person who was jointly recognized among these batch of newcomers?
Rock-paper-scissors? A touch of admiration flashed across Asura Fenghua Danyun's clear eyes, rock-paper-scissors was indeed the fairest way.
Rock-paper-scissors.
Although the timing of several people's moves seemed to be unified, it was difficult to really achieve a difference of zero-point-zero second timing. There would still be a speed difference between them.
In that short moment, anyone could perceive the changes in the other party's muscles and predict what the other party was going to use, which was also a kind of martial dao competition.
Although the winner was not necessarily the strongest in terms of overall strength, it was a type of evaluation.
"Next, close your eyes." Qin Fen continued, "Find some items to block your hearing."
Fenghua Danyun's gently raised her seemingly drawn eyebrows lightly. Closing the two most important senses of the five senses, the sense of hearing and vision! This way, if one wanted to observe the other opponents around them, they could only rely on the fluctuations created by the friction between the muscles and air at the time a person moved their hand.
"Then, everyone writes down the fist you want on my palm."
This is? Fenghua Danyun's admirative look was frozen, Then what are they competing for? Psychology and luck? This young man has already calculated luck into martial dao?
Fenghua Danyun's gaze towards Qin Fen showed some slight changes. The so-called luck in martial dao was actually divided into two parts, one was pure luck; for example, when two people were fighting fiercely, a meteorite fell from the sky and one of them was crushed alive. That was pure luck.
In martial dao, there was another kind of luck. It was not so much luck as it was a profound competition. That day when Qin Fen won against the fourteen-star class level taekwondo martial artists, he was lucky enough to produce that special state. The fighting style he used did not belong to his level, it was because of his deep foundation that allowed him to be able to use something like a small explosive universe punch and finally achieve the victory.
The kind of guessing right now could be said to be a mixture of the two kinds of luck. A martial dao battle naturally needs to have judgment, the prediction of the enemy's actions, and the prediction of the whole battle.
While Fenghua Danyun was still deep in thought, the guessing game of the several young people had already ended. Caesar and Little Dragon King were once again the only ones left on the platform.
In terms of luck, Caesar was a little bit better than the others at that moment.
Little Dragon King Yang Lie stood on the spot quietly He felt the eyes of several martial artists from all directions. After many days of hard cultivation, he could even clearly distinguish what kind of emotions each eye had when they were cast on him. There was an expectation, suspicion, and even praise and admiration.
Yang Lie straightened his waist again and his pair of star-like eyes suddenly turned into two charged electric bulbs, the original darkness becoming brighter and brighter.
With just a blink of an eye, the eyes that became bright gradually had already turned into two light bulbs had reached its maximum limit and a blinding light was emitted.
The pale and pinkish skin on Yang Lie's face transformed gradually, as if he had put on a layer of white powder. The heroic red lips also changed its color gradually to purple, as if he was a person being frozen to death in a region of ice and snow.
Under the light of the rising sun, Yang Lie's temperament did not give out a trace of warmth. It was as if Yang Lie, who was standing on the platform, was an iceberg that would never melt.
In an instant, the martial artists of Inner Sacred Martial Hall who had come to watch the battle knew that Yang Lie was much stronger than the last time he battled. It could even be said that in the span of a few days, there had been two different levels of martial artists!
Yang Lie scanned through the crowd, his lips evoking a cold and confident smile. What he wanted to achieve this time was not to grab the third place, but to show that he had the strength to challenge Qin Fen. How would such aura and performance be enough?
Yang Lie's chest suddenly bulged outwards as he breathed out air from his mouth. A dragon cry from the dantian region rushed through his throat and went straight into the sky. The sound of breaking gold and jade carried a dragon's overbearing aura, and it was not an ordinary type of overbearing, it was to the point where there was a feeling that a few dragons were sitting in the clouds looking down at the mortal beings like ants.
Before the dragon cry had stopped, Yang Lie's knees bent slightly and his whole person sprung up violently. He dove to the ground and jumped again. He jumped and dove three times which made him look like a dragon in the clouds. Before the vibration of the ground had sounded, he had already left the area of his landing position. This strange platform did not break under his strong stepping power.
With three consecutive jumps and dives, Yang Lie had reached the center of the platform. The sound of the three steps got louder and louder. This was the rhythm of his steps, resonating with the last aftershock to form a unique sound.
In the long ascension of the dragon cry, a white mist that could be seen by the naked eye appeared. It was not that the temperature in his body exceeded the low temperature of the Island of Dawn, but that was the coldness of his divine art which was much lower than the temperature of the Island of Dawn!
Dragon's cry, loud noise! Yang Lie stood on the spot like a mountain peak, the sharp edge made the spectators feel like their skin twitched and was pierced by his aura. His cold eyes were like the eyes of someone who had just been released, or one would say that when he did a dragon's cry and tread onto the stage, he looked a lot more like a fierce dragon that had escaped after being sealed for many years!
At this time, Little Dragon King Yang Lie's aura climbed to a height he had never reached before! A large number of martial artists watching the battle cast their worried eyes on Caesar.
In just an instant, Little Dragon King Yang Lie's aura had created an unstoppable conception and many people had even begun to place his strength to be on the same level as Qin Fen.
"Yang Lie!"
Under the quiet platform, a sudden loud roar exploded as a martial artist stepped onto the platform and entered in the middle of the confrontation.
The newcomer wore a purple martial artist suit. Apparently, he was a martial artist of the Inner Sacred Martial Hall. His body had the symmetry of most martial artists, his face was not handsome but it was also not ugly, and his expression foretold an unspeakable determination. The characteristics of a Westerner could be easily seen from his body.
"Do you still remember An. Andres?"
Yang Lie's eyes glided over to the martial artist who had arrived on the stage. He still stared at Caesar, whose face was filled with admiration and surprise. The two dragon-like eyebrows moved towards the center slowly and he said coldly, "I remember, the martial artist of Qinglongmen. The crazy disciple who heard that I was also practicing Dragon's Fist and came to me to claim that he was going to beat me till I would be disabled. In the end, I broke four of his limbs and sent him to the hospital."
"Very good! You still remember!" The martial artist that appeared suddenly took a step forward, "Then you still remember the words 'The Andres family are all trash'."
"I remember. I also remember that An. Andres said that he was of pure noble blood, and I was just a mixed-blood, so I was not qualified to represent the American recruits in the recruit tournament and that place should be given to him." Yang Lie raised his chin slightly, his martial body looked even more prominent as he said, "Your appearance is similar to him. so I'm guessing that you want to avenge him right? Then why do you have to look for an excuse? An older brother avenging his younger brother is the most sufficient reason."
"Good! Very good! Remember my name: Chen Andres!"
Several spectating martial artists from the Inner Sacred Martial Hall whispered. The days where Chen Andres's practice at Sacred Martial Hall relative to the speed of improvement of his star-class strength was not considered fast. Now, he was twenty-five years old, he was still only a ten-star martial artist.
But he had a unique specialty and that was fighting! Compared to martial artists of the same level, even martial artists with a higher overall strength would always be defeated by him.
A fifteen-star martial artist once commented that Chen Andres' fighting sense was first-class, it's a pity that his talent was not good enough, otherwise, he would also be a grand-master martial artist.
A faint smile flashed across Yang Lie's cold eyes but this smile was frozen by the coldness of his gaze, "I have no interest in remembering the name of a miscellaneous fish."
Miscellaneous fish? The ten toes of Andres's gripped onto the ground as he took the initiative to launch an attack. At the same time he took the step, he also lowered his waist slightly. He arrived in front of Yang Lie in the blink of an eye, the joints of his five fingers and one phalanx cracked. Not to mention a human body, even if it were the body of the rhinoceros, this claw could also rip its heart out.
Close-range Wolf Kissing Claws!
Andres's size was very different from the little Dragon King Yang Lie who was tall and had long limbs. If he were to fight at a longer range he would be at a disadvantage, fighting at close-proximity was the key to winning.
The Wolf Claws' close-fitting style was similar to a wolf's rapidness and strangeness.
With this one step forward, his legs were in front and claws were hidden behind; like the assault of a wolf on the grassland. One lift, one step! The front legs were placed straight in between the legs of Little Dragon King Yang Lie, his battle sense in spacing was completely controlled without a margin of error.
The whistling of the wolf's claws broke through the air. Little Dragon King Yang Lie's flicked his right shoulder and a whipping sound shot through the air. The five fingers on his right hand opened and he caught Andrea's wolf claw.
With both palms had their fingers crossed, Andres' body was violently fighting against the cold. A layer of white frost was suddenly visible to the naked eye that appeared on the long hairs of his right wolf claw.
Ancient Chinese Gods Divine Art! The secret art level of internal arts, under the crazy training of Asura, he had made great progress.
In the brief moment of contact of both parties, Andres' inner strength had not yet completely integrate with his physical strength when the Ancient Chinese Gods Divine Art cold true energy of Little Dragon King Yang Lie had already taken over the entire arm of his opponent.
Immediately, Andres's face showed a hint of pain from the cold. The true energy of his whole body seemed to be frozen in this instant, his body turned stiff in less than zero point five seconds, as if a huge block of ice had frozen his body completely.
Yang Lie's five fingers gripped inward suddenly, the sound of cracking bones from the palm of Andres who lost his true energy and strength sounded and blood spurted out of his injured palm.
Andres' true energy was frozen but most of the nerves in his body were still functioning normally. The severe pain changed his complexion again. Yang Lie took half a step forward, his back was like an active wall which suddenly burst out. It was Arhat Fist's Twisting Single Mountain Thrust!
The air sticking to Yang Lie's clothes created the sound of waves crashing on the shore.
This Twisting Single Mountain Thrust was like a mobile armor that had crashed into the arms of Andres.
Boom! Andres' body was like a fired shell. He flew nearly twenty meters away and fell to the ground. He slid another dozen of meters before he stopped rolling.
The sharp-eyed martial artists had already noticed that Andres's sternum had already collapsed and other than spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, his opened mouth was trying to breathe diligently.
One move to control the enemy! Little Dragon King Yang Lie, who was also a ten-star class martial artist, only used one move with the intent of taking out his heart and had dealt a heavy blow to his opponent that wanted to take his life.
Even the martial artists of Outer Sacred Martial Hall could clearly feel that in the battle just now, Yang Lie's actions had a kind of indescribable indifference, as if the martial artist he was fighting was not of the same star class level as him but a four or five-star class level martial artist.
Other than a few exclamations from the audience, only the sound of someone using their badge to call the medical staff was heard. No one stood up to accuse that Yang Lie went overboard.
In the battle just now, the martial artists who could see the situation knew clearly that Andres was using a killer fighting style to battle, Yang Lie couldn't be blamed for dealing such a heavy blow.
Caesar's looked at Andres on the ground, his expression a bit more admirative. Before Yang Lie was trained by Asura, although he could also win against Andres easily, it was impossible for him to beat up a same star-class martial artist as easy as lifting his hand and what's more, it was one with a good battle sense. To defeat his opponent as easily as this, it would be impossible.
In a short amount of time, Little Dragon King Yang Lie had grown in leaps and bounds! If he were to go against Qin Fen's legion from the previous days, no one except for Qin Fen and Xue Tian could sustain for long under Yang Lie's hands.
Powerful! Yang Lie did not grow, but he became truly powerful among the ten-star martial artist due to Asura's training.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Three good words came out of Caesar's mouth. The look on his face did not show the slightest bit of fear, instead, a happy smile bloomed quickly between his eyebrows.
Caesar straightened his back even more and his shoulders opened slowly to the sides. At that moment, the skin that covered his whole body made a sound like a bow being drawn. The white complexion of his face suddenly became ruddy and rosy and in the blink of an eye the ruddy face did not lose out to the sun that had just left the horizon, as if his face was the second sun of the world. The temperament of the entire person was more prosperous, swallowing mountains and rivers! Just like the first emperor of Mount Taishan Fengzhen!
There was no strong wind at the beginning of dawn, but Caesar's clothes were like a big flag that was blown by the wind! This was the special effect created by the cultivation of Qin Fen's new Nine Sun Divine Art by combining various Firm Yang martial arts! The true energy caused the water in the air around the body to evaporate, producing a sound made by the heatwave and not the wind.
Caesar's demeanor also changed in an instant. Raising his pair of golden yellow eyebrows, he gazed piercingly at Yang Lie! His eyebrows were filled with the feeling of control over mountains and rivers!
So what if he's the Dragon King? I'll take control of the mountains and rivers!
The martial dao roads of the two were not something ordinary in the world. Under the irritant collision with each other, their aura climbed to realms that they had never reached before.
"Yang Lie! There are no troublemakers now, let's get started! Let's see if you, a True Dragon of Nine Skies, is able to rank third, or me, the emperor that controls the mountains and rivers!"
Caesar's heroic face displayed the temperament of a king that controlled everything under the sky. A simple step forward from him could also give the same feeling of being able to swallow mountains and rivers.
With just one step, the aura of both sides began to collide with each other again. Even Qin Fen who was below the platform could feel the collision of these two auras.
True Dragon versus the Emperor! Extremely Cold Ice Dragon vs Firm Yang's Emperor!
"The powers of these two new young martial artists of the Sacred Martial Hall are so amazing!" The spectating martial artists of the Inner and Outer Sacred Martial Hall were muttering in a low voice of admiration. Even without personally joining the battle group, everyone could still feel the pressure from the collision of the auras.
"This Caesar's aura is not inferior to Yang Lie?" Fenghua Danyun's eyes were like the autumn water and burst into surprise. The strangest thing was that his true energy growth had the feeling of the Nine Sun Divine Art yet it seemed different somewhere and it was precisely because of this difference in true energy that it was like he was able to produce such a strong qualitative change.
Qin Fen assessed Yang Lie repeatedly, his heart filled with even more admiration. It seemed that Asura's training really had its own unique features. He tried his best to help Caesar modify his internal art which caused his previous precipitation to be explosively merged in this modification so that the true energy that should have grown slowly suddenly increased massively.
I didn't expect that even under these circumstances, Caesar was still unable to gain any advantage.
Hua la la!
The wind rose suddenly on the stage! The ground roared like a giant cannon.
The real energy in Caesar's entire body was released rapidly as he walked. With the turmoil of true energy, the person himself dashed towards the Little Dragon King Yang Lie, his huge fists were like a ruler's seal which was able to stir up the winds of the gods.
This is the Emperor Boxing style, "Annihilation of the Whole Clan"!
Caesar, the emperor who was temporarily crouching around Qin Fen, showed everyone that he was still the overbearing ferocious first-generation emperor.
This Annihilation of the Whole Clan fighting style was similar to the Eighteen Dragons Gathering Clouds in Qin Fen's Martial Emperor Dragon Fists. In an instant, the punch that was like a ruler's seal increased the air pressure greatly and it gave people the feeling that the sky was really falling down and the snapping sound of explosions in the air caused people's chests to feel uncomfortable.
The boxing power of the Annihilation of the Whole Clan, would cause people to have a special feeling and that was a tragedy!
What else in the world could be more tragic than the Annihilation of the Whole Clan?
Caesar's rushed forward, the overwhelming aura of the body all blended into his fists. It even made the nasal cavity of others feel dry.
That's right! It is dry! The special effect of the new Nine Sun Divine Art was even a little similar to the neo-martial art, Magma Art.
With just the first punch, Caesar was almost able to integrate all his martial dao skills into it.
When martial artists spar, when you use Phoenix Flying Towards the Sun, I use Tiger Heart Ripper and then you counter with a Force that Splits Mountains; I use another skill, Powerful King, to battle for half a day while we play guests.
They used their finishing move to decide the winner only when the surrounding spectating martial artists felt bored.
One could use one move to decide the victor and there would definitely not be a second attack! Both parties aura and true energy have been upgraded to the extreme. Naturally, there would be no second move.
If anyone still thought that his second move would be the finishing move, then the person would have already lost.
Annihilation of the Whole Clan? The moment Caesar used his ability, Yang Lie already knew what his companion was going to do. His eyelids twitched suddenly and became more uptight in an instant.
Both his feet shook the ground!
Dragon cannon! Qin Fen's unparalleled assault combat skill flashed across Caesar's head quickly!
Yang Lie's body shook and a fierce dragon flew out and rushed towards Caesar without giving in!
Just as the two men started, a shadow in the first row of the audience suddenly flew out! The shadow was extremely fast and the moment the seat under his feet was smashed, that person had already entered the platform.
The moment when that person's foot landed on the ground, his shoulders violently swayed and his open arms were like a golden-winged flying Nine Heaven Dapeng bird. It got in between the men and charged its way into the center of the most explosive point of the fight
At that moment, whether it was Caesar or Yang Lie, their strengths had been raised to the extreme and it was impossible to retract.
If they were to forcibly retract, they could only retract fifty percent of the power and would greatly damage their own bodies instead. It would then leave permanent ailments in their life of martial dao.
The two strongest punches that couldn't stop and couldn't be stopped. They hit on the body of the black shadow vigorously.
Bang!
The true energy of the Firm Yang's fists and Cold Yin fists came into close contact with each other. The air burst out visible waves that could be seen by the naked eye and the huge explosion sounded like a hundred guns that were fired at once! Even if a huge thunderbolt were to sound in the sky, the sound of the explosion of power created by these two would still be able to cover up its sound.
Many spectating martial artists inhaled a breath of cool air and called out strangely. All of them had closed their eyes and dare not see the martial artist in the center of the battle.
Not even a man of steel would be able to withstand the full attacks of these two people! It would also be shattered and smashed!
The waves from the blast still surged and the sweat from the two men's arms flew away from the body due to the exertion of their strengths. The friction in the air made a squeaking sound and it was not inferior to real flying swords.
The rolling sounds hadn't stopped yet everyone heard a low voice on the platform, "Not happy, not happy at all! Just now you guys were still competing for third place? The rest should also come up together! See if you can really get me excited."
"Wow? Little Madman?" Fenghua Danyun's eyes smiled like a crescent, "You can't stand it already?"
The other martial artists in the audience all gave a collective exclamation. The person who just rushed onto the platform was still alive! What's more, the person who survived the fierce battle turned out to be the rumored person in Sacred Martial Hall that would most likely become a Divine-Beast level martial artist in the future, the super genius Martial Madman!
"This is Martial Madman?" Qin Fen's eyes looked towards the man on the platform standing between the two.
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