Text Chapter 58 Mysterious Fire Sword vs Thunder God’s Wrath

"If you die under this move, you are proud enough!"

Jiang Yulong said coldly. He placed the long sword across his chest and bent his left hand in the air. The originally normal palm suddenly turned fiery red. He gently brushed the sword body, and suddenly the whole long sword seemed to come alive and change. It's extremely red.

This set of movements was very slow, and after he finished it, his entire face showed an abnormally pale color.

The long sword was as red as blood, with a heart-trembling throbbing. The terrifying high temperature was twice as high as before, and the void nearby was blurry.

Tick ​​tock!

Jiang Yulong waved his sword gently, and the bright red flame was like liquid. A few drops fell to the ground, immediately burning the ground through and spreading quickly to the surrounding areas.

A drop of red liquid the size of a drop of water actually burned all the bluestone slabs within a few feet.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, and he felt a fatal danger on the long sword. Holding the dark red sword in his hand tightly, Lin Xuan prepared to fight with all his strength.

"There's no need to waste your efforts. Even a seventh-level Pulse Condensing spirit warrior can't stop this move." Jiang Yulong's voice was a little tired, but there was a hint of excitement mixed in it. "Although it cost a lot, but It’s worth getting rid of you!”

"Xuanhuo Sword!"

A deep voice sounded, and the bright red sword with a dazzling red light formed a three-foot-long sword energy. Just the aftermath made the ground lose a foot.

The sword energy was as dazzling as the sun, making everyone unable to open their eyes and unable to look directly at it.

Lin Xuan felt the threat of this sword, and he activated his spiritual power crazily. Golden spiritual power attached to the sword's edge, and small arcs of electricity continued to flow. Lin Xuan's body was also covered with golden thunder and lightning, like a thunder god descending. In general, the thunder sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning.

"Thunder God's Wrath!"

On the arena, a golden light flashed, followed by a shocking sound of explosions. Most of the arena was covered by an energy shield, and it spread rapidly outwards.

Countless stones flew up, and the airflow stirred rapidly, forming gusts of wind, carrying the gravels flying everywhere, and many stones flew towards the stands.

The disciples in the front row retreated one after another, and the gravel hit the stone steps, leaving holes one after another. The disciples in the front row were still frightened and did not dare to go forward.

"Holy crap, just the aftermath is so powerful, are they both still human?"

"I'm afraid the inner disciples are nothing more than this, right?"

"Why do I think they have surpassed most of the inner sect disciples? What a pervert!" These disciples talked about it with envy in their tone.

"I wonder what's going on inside? But this Lin Xuan is really surprising!"

"Yes, no matter what the result is, Lin Xuan is the real dark horse in this selection!"

"Do you think it's possible for Lin Xuan to turn defeat into victory? I'm really looking forward to it..." Above the arena, dust and mist filled the arena, and everyone couldn't see clearly what was going on. They could only guess below.

Duan Fei stared at the ring, frowning slightly. He turned to look at Shangguan Liuyun and asked, "What do you think?"

"The golden electric light shrouded in Lin Xuan's body at the end seemed to be thunder-attribute spiritual power, so the outcome was unpredictable." Shangguan Liuyun said in a deep voice.

"Thunder attribute?" Duan Fei murmured, "It's really a rare spiritual attribute, but why didn't he use the flying star from the sky?"

Not only were the disciples guessing, but even the elders in the golden stands were so shocked that their beards straightened and their old eyes widened.

"It turns out to be a thunder attribute. Who is this young man? Such a monster!" Elder Li exclaimed.

Originally, it was very rare for outer disciples to develop attributes, but now the thunder attribute, the most violent among the attributes, appeared. How could he not be surprised.

"Haha, this little guy is really surprising!" Elder Fang smiled and twirled his beard.

"Old Fang, do you know him?" A group of old men looked at Elder Fang.

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On the ring, the dust and fog finally dissipated, and two figures appeared.

"Look, the results are about to come out!" Everyone's eyes widened.

The referee in charge of the game even waved his sleeves, creating a gust of wind and blowing away all the remaining dust and mist.

Finally, the two figures appeared clearly in front of everyone.

The two young men, one on the left and one on the right, both stood upright. The doctor on the left, dressed in white, with arrogant eyes, is Jiang Yulong. On the right, Lin Xuan, dressed in black, has no expression on his delicate face.

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Yulong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Oops, did Jiang Yulong win?" Seeing this situation, Tang Yu, Yin Qingyi and others' expressions changed drastically.

"I didn't expect you to be able to take this move..." Jiang Yulong's body suddenly leaned back, a large amount of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell straight down.

"Senior Brother Jiang!" The disciples of the Shenwei Group ran to the stage one after another, hugging Jiang Yulong nervously, their expressions full of panic. They didn't believe that the outer pillar of the Shenwei Group would lose, and lose to a young man who was just in his early years.

"Carry him down, his life is not in danger, he just suffered some injuries." The referee's words made the disciples of the Shenwei Group feel relieved. They looked at Lin Xuan fiercely, and then quickly took Jiang Yulong walked off the ring.

"Little guy, you are very good." The middle-aged referee with a Chinese character suddenly said to Lin Xuan, "You have the strength and know how to measure. The future of Xuantian Sect depends on disciples like you."

Lin Xuan bowed respectfully to the referee with a Chinese character, and then slowly walked off the stage.

The moment he stabbed Jiang Yulong just now, he remembered a voice in his ear, telling Lin Xuan that he only needed to win and not to kill, so he withdrew three points of his power at the last moment, otherwise, Jiang Yulong might have already died.

Lin Xuan and Jiang Yulong were both young geniuses. The sect did not want to lose such disciples, so the Chinese character face warned them.

When Lin Xuan walked off the ring, his name rang throughout the martial arts arena. The ordinary disciples had already regarded him as their idol, cheering non-stop with overwhelming momentum.

Lin Xuan's experience has spread among these disciples. Three months ago, he participated in the outer sect examination as a sword slave and successfully entered the outer sect of Xuantian Sect. Three months later, he grew from a little sword slave to one who could defeat talented disciples like the Four Outer Sect Masters. This magnificent transformation deeply stimulated these young men.

Lin Xuan didn't know that his deeds gradually became a legend in the outer sect, and many disciples targeted him and practiced crazily.

After the carnival, all the disciples were deeply excited. The final was finally here. Who can win the final championship?

"After one stick of incense, the final begins!" the referee with the Chinese character said loudly.

Everyone knew that he was giving Lin Xuan time to recover, and everyone waited patiently.

Lin Xuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, the Immortality Secret in his body was running rapidly, and the consumed spiritual energy was rapidly recovering, and even some scars were being stitched up quickly.

The power of the Immortality Technique finally manifested itself at this moment. His body, which had been depleted, soon became full of life again. Those scars were smoothed away, and Lin Xuan's strength was rapidly recovering.

After burning the incense, he opened his eyes.