Sky War Soul

In order to study the most powerful sword technique in the Southwest Sword Pavilion, Lu Xianying had stayed in seclusion thirty years ago.    

    

Before this, he had fought with Hua Feilong many times, and had some understanding of his opponent's strength.    

    

He was exceptional in the way of the sword, but Hua Feilong was extremely strong in the way of the blade.    

    

Today, suddenly hearing that Hua Feilong had been defeated by someone in terms of blade intent, he was extremely shocked.    

    

Could it be that the person who defeated Hua Feilong, had a stronger blade intent?    

    

"Father, is what you said true?"    

    

Lu Xianying didn't really believe it. She had just come out and knew that his old opponent had been defeated. Although it wasn't him, he was still unhappy.    

    

"Feeling the pressure?"    

    

The middle-aged man smiled. He had always liked his son's personality.    

    

The greater the pressure, the greater the power.    

    

His spirit of never admitting defeat was precisely the motivation for him to work hard.    

    

The reason why he had been in closed door cultivation for thirty years, was because he wanted to fully understand the strongest sword techniques in the Southwest Sword Pavilion, so that he could completely defeat Hua Feilong.    

    

His exit meant that he had achieved his target.    

    

"There's definitely pressure. In order to defeat Hua Feilong, I've been in closed door training for 30 years, but I never thought that there would be someone stronger than him who can wield a blade."    

    

Lu Xianying's mouth raised into a wry smile, but soon after, the light in her eyes dimmed as she spoke word by word, "Even so, I am not afraid. I have mastered the Buried Heaven Sword Technique, no one can stop me!"    

    

"Since you're so confident, I'll tell you another piece of bad news."    

    

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment before saying, "That kid is not only proficient in saber intent, but also in sword intent!"    

    

"What?"    

    

Lu Xianying's pupils suddenly shrank in disbelief.    

    

After a few seconds, he finally reacted. Swallowing his saliva, he said, "You mean to say, that guy has both the identity of a swordsman and a swordsman? But that's impossible!"    

    

"There is nothing that is impossible. The TaiGan boundary is very big, there are many things that we are still unable to investigate."    

    

The middle-aged man sighed. He knew his son's pride, so he chose to tell him this news in advance.    

    

Otherwise, if they really did wait until the Dragon Gate Gathering, looking down on others would come with a great price.    

    

"I … I understand, Father."    

    

Lu Xianying took a deep breath and clenched her fists.    

    

All the arrogance in his heart gradually faded.    

    

At this time, he had to remain calm.    

    

The stronger the opponent, the more excited he should be.    

    

"Adjust your attitude. This time, there will be hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Remember, do not underestimate the heroes of the world!"    

    

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.    

    

"Yes, Father."    

    

Lu Xianying retracted all of her pride and arrogance, and her expression became very solemn.    

    

He had already decided that before participating in the Dragon Gate Conference, he would first pay a visit to Hua Feilong and inquire about the situation during that battle.    

    

He knew Hua Feilong's strength, and he also knew how terrifying his blade intent was. To be able to surpass him in blade intent, how terrifying must be?    

    

The Forest of Oddities.    

    

A tall and skinny man wearing a red robe slowly walked over. He was skinny, with sunken eye sockets, as if he hadn't slept for seven days and seven nights.    

    

Behind him followed several young men who were concealing their auras. All of their eyes were sharp, like the eyes of falcons in hunting their prey.    

    

"Captain."    

    

"Captain."    

    

Dozens of people were standing outside. Upon seeing the few people who had returned, respect could be seen on their faces.    

    

The man took the handkerchief, wiped his hands, and threw it away.    

    

"How many more days until the Dragon Gate Conference?"    

    

His voice was hoarse and sounded like he was sharpening a knife.    

    

"Captain, tomorrow is the Dragon Gate Conference."    

    

Those people clearly remembered them very clearly.    

    

"That's right."    

    

The lanky man grinned. "I heard that in the past few years, many talented geniuses have appeared. I am very interested in them." In this Dragon Gate Conference, I, Xu Buruo, will kill my way back and take first place with thunder and lightning methods! "    

    

"Haha, since captain has spoken, then there definitely won't be a problem."    

    

"That's right, Captain's strength has always been at the top of the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi."    

    

The surrounding crowd burst into laughter.    

    

Xu Buruo smiled slightly as he heard this.    

    

His greatest expectation this time was the Chu Yun who had become famous recently, and the seventeenth prince Fang Luo.    

    

In order to train their children, the Imperial Family would also send a prince or princess to participate in the tournament every year. This year, coincidentally, it was Fang Luo's turn.    

    

If Fang Luo were to occupy the first place, then all the rewards would naturally come second.    

    

Fang Luo was very strong, and was arrogant and tyrannical enough, and was one of his strong opponents this time.    

    

And there was also Chu Yun, who had risen up too quickly, like a comet.    

    

Even the entire tour hall was taken up by him.    

    

Such a person was extremely terrifying, because not only was he very powerful, he also possessed the ability to lead.    

    

As for Hua Feilong, Lu Xianying, Fan Jinlang, these were old rivals, they all knew each other better.    

    

It was no surprise who won and who lost.    

    

"You guys, wait for my good news."    

    

Xu Buruo turned and looked at the dozens of people behind him.    

    

These people were all elites of the time series, and each one of them was an expert.    

    

At the same time, he was also Xu Buruo's personal soldier, and the only one loyal to him.    

    

"Golden Wolf, give me an incense stick."    

    

Fan Wan stood in front of an ancient temple, his face expressionless.    

    

This ancient temple stood amidst the fake mountains in the back garden of Fan Manor. It was extremely dilapidated, and the interior was pitch black. Nothing could be seen clearly.    

    

"Fourth Uncle, why do you want me to burn incense? I don't believe in gods and buddhas."    

    

Fan Jinlang was a burly youth, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, and an extremely extraordinary demeanor.    

    

"If Fourth Uncle wants you to go up, then go up. Stop wasting your breath!"    

    

Fan Wan frowned, raised his hand and pulled Fan Jinlang over.    

    

Seeing that Fan Wan was so insistent, although Fan Jinlang was puzzled, he still followed Fan Xian's instructions.    

    

Fan Wan was quite prestigious in the Fan Manor.    

    

Although he was not much older than their generation, everyone still admired him.    

    

Fan Jinlang knelt on the praying mat, lit the incense and placed it into the incense burner.    

    

The incense stick swirled in the air and was absorbed into the ancient temple.    

    

The air around them seemed to distort and warp at that moment, revealing a strange light.    

    

"Huh?"    

    

Fan Jinlang was suspicious, but before he could ask, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the ancient temple and entered into his forehead.    

    

The light came too fast for anyone to react.    

    

Fan Jinlang rolled his eyes and fainted.    

    

Light continued to flicker between his brows, gradually enveloping his body and forming a protective layer that was difficult to see with the naked eye.    

    

Fan Wan Li held his hands behind his back, and looked at Fan Jinlang with an aged look, and said softly: Golden Wolf, Fourth Uncle has done all this for you. Chu Yun the brat was too strong, if he did not use some tricks, he would not be able to win against him! Even though this is disgraceful, but for you, Fourth Uncle is willing to sacrifice himself! "    

    

After the light enveloped Fan Jinlang's entire body, the protective shield immediately fused into his body and disappeared.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

When Fan Jinlang woke up, he frowned in confusion.    

    

He looked at his body, then at the temple in front of him and asked, "Fourth uncle, what happened just now? Why do I feel that something is strange?"    

    

"You can even faint after burning the incense, are you tired? There's still one more day to go. Rest well so that you won't be unable to perform well at the Dragon Gate Conference and will be eliminated prematurely! "    

    

Fan Wan of the Clouds laughed and scolded.    

    

"Fourth Uncle is right. I feel a bit tired these days, so I'll go rest first." If I don't get into the top five, Father will tear me apart! "    

    

Hearing that, Fan Jinlang immediately shrunk his neck, got up and left.    

    

Looking at Fan Jinlang's back view, Fan Wan sighed: "You brat, you are a piece of unpolished jade, but it is a pity that I cannot see through Chu Yun at all, it is difficult for you to beat him!"    

    

With that, he shook his head and turned to leave.    

    

As he walked further and further away, the dilapidated temple gradually became illusory.    

    

In the end, he completely turned into a stream of light and disappeared.    

    

"Feilong, Song Mingxuan and I have already discussed this. As long as you can win first place, he will betroth Song Ziqi to you!"    

    

A middle-aged man with a deep look in his eyes was standing there with his hands behind his back.    

    

After Hua Feilong heard this, he was overjoyed: "Are you serious?"    

    

He had coveted Song Ziqi for a long time, and Song Ziqi's position in the Song Manor was very high as well. No matter how one looked at it, she was more suitable than Mu Yiping for him.    

    

Although Mu Yiping's appearance was beautiful, it was still less than Song Ziqi's charming appearance.    

    

In addition, Mu Yiping was long tired of playing with him, so changing her would have been good for her as well.    

    

"Of course."    

    

The middle-aged man nodded. "But this time, there are hidden talents in the Dragon Gate Conference. Not only do you have to face many old rivals' competition to get first place, you also have to muster your spirit to deal with many young talents."    

    

"Father, I understand!"    

    

Hua Feilong's gaze was calm. Compared to back then, he was much more mature.    

    

After the incident at the Fragrant Storey, the current him was much more calm than before and not so easily angered.    

    

"Anyways, Father and Uncle Mu will help you to the end. If you are able to marry Song Ziqi, it will be an expansion of our power!"    

    

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, he suddenly asked, "Oh right, how's your mastery of the saber?"    

    

"The Three Great Forbidden Saber Styles. I will imprint it in my heart."    

    

A cold light suddenly burst out of Hua Feilong's eyes as he coldly said: "If we meet Chu Yun again, I will definitely let him drink my blood on the spot!"    

    

"That would be letting him off too easily."    

    

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and then said, "No matter how you seek revenge, it is all up to you. However, you absolutely cannot lose this time's Dragon Gate Conference, do you understand?"    

    

"Yes sir!"    

    

Hua Feilong was full of spirit.    

    

"Take this."    

    

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man took something out from his bosom.    

    

"This …"    

    

Seeing that, Hua Feilong's eyes flashed with a bright light, he was obviously excited.    

    

"With this, I have a good chance of winning the first place."    

    

The middle-aged man said softly, "But remember, don't expose it too early. Otherwise, its abrupt nature will cease to exist."    

    

"You are the son of my Hua Qiao, and are even more ambitious than your younger brothers and sisters. I hope that you will be able to pass this Dragon Gate Meet and become the number one demon in the world. Then, you will become a Heaven's Pride of the TaiGan boundary."    

    

"The so called Chu Yun, is just a stepping stone. Don't mind him too much, understand?"