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In the sixth paragraph, Lin Yue had paid quite a heavy price and succeeded in challenging someone stronger than him.
After cultivating for a while, he walked to the location of the seventh phase cultivator token and extended his hand to pick it.
With this, everyone held their breath, guessing which unlucky expert Lin Yue would draw.
Very quickly, Lin Yue extended a finger and took out one of the command medallions. One of the experts in charge of announcing the start of the match narrowed his eyes and after pondering for a moment, he shouted: "The seventh opponent Lin Yue drew is … Qin Xuan! "
"Hua!"
At this moment, while some people were still at a loss, the expressions of those cultivators from the Eastern Tang all changed, and their moods became agitated.
Qin Xuan!
The surname Qin! That meant he was a member of the imperial family!
Furthermore, those who knew the truth clearly knew that Qin Xuan was the Duke of Zhenguo, Qin Lie's third son, and had bestowed the title of Viscount to him.
Most importantly, Qin Xuan and Crown Prince Qin Yong had a close relationship, the two of them had a good private relationship, in the younger generation, he was the one that Qin Yong valued the most.
After he said Qin Xuan's name, on the high platform, the factions belonging to the Eastern Tang Imperial Family all began to discuss as they looked towards Duke Zhen, Qin Lie.
Qin Lie's eyebrows rose in displeasure.
He glanced at Wei Qianqing, who was standing next to Qin Zheng, and asked in a low voice, "Tutor, could it be that we, the descendants of the imperial family, can also challenge him as they please? "How is this possible!"
Wei Qianqing bowed slightly, and said: "There is no status on the Leader Board, and Viscount Qin Xuan is on the list, so the imperial family's identity is not very useful. After all, this is a grand occasion with all of our Pan'gu Continent, and that is all."
"Can't we think of a way to have him challenge someone else?" Qin Lie was even more unhappy. As the Duke of Zhenguo, he held life and death in his hands, yet he became an unimportant person in Wei Qianqing's words. This made him extremely angry.
Wei Qianqing looked embarrassed, and started to hesitate.
"Lie Di, don't make things difficult for him, all the Leader Board s have strength as their leader, just like the order of the continent, the strong ruling over and the weak submitting, the reason why our royal family rules over the rivers and mountains, is because we possess strong force. If all the strong practitioners in the way of Eastern Tang die in the future, and no new generation of strong practitioners are born, then our Eternal Heaven Empire will be severed, and Qin Xuan's tempering will benefit both him and our Eastern Tang."
Qin Lie's expression became much more respectful, but he was still very dissatisfied in his heart. He said, "Monarch is right, but Xuan'er is Chendi's youngest son, so she is connected by blood and flesh. It is hard to not be worried about him."
Qin Zheng said indifferently: "Little Xuan is wearing a first-grade Eastern Tang, secret battle armor. Anyone below the Martial Saint level will not be able to take his life, at most he is only severely injured, so what are you worried about, Brother Lie?"
Qin Lie's gaze abruptly contracted as his expression changed. His lips moved and his attitude became even more respectful. However, he awkwardly shut his mouth and no longer spoke.
Wei Qianqing's heart moved, and he secretly shook his head. An armor made of profound energy, symbolized the honor of the imperial family, an existence similar to the yellow horse coat. Only Monarchs could bestow it upon Qin Xuan, but he had never been bestowed it.
Thinking about it again, Wei Qianqing knew the origin of the Level 1 Secret Equipment, it was something that only the crown prince could give.
In the seventh phase of the Leader Board camp, the tall and powerful, burly Qin Xuan walked out. With a sharp glint in his eyes, he stepped into the Combat Chamber.
"Is that sword you're carrying, the Broken Mountain s?" Different from the others, as a member of the imperial family, Qin Xuan had come into contact with the Taoist Qingyun before.
Lin Yue nodded, and said indifferently: "Yes, that's the Mountain Breaking Golden Sword."
"Hmph, so you are related to that old Daoist Niu. He actually gave you the personal sword. What an accident. How about this, I won't kill you. I only need you to give me the golden sword and I will let you leave this place alive."
Qin Xuan extended his hand out, asking Lin Yue to hand over the Mountain Breaking Golden Sword.
Lin Yue looked at the tall young man who had a metallic aura around him, and his eyes flashed with ridicule, as he said coldly: "You are truly magnanimous, but Lin Yue truly wants to court death. If you have the ability, please kill me, and don't hold back."
"Un!?" Qin Xuan's gaze grew serious as he said gloomily: "You really have a stubborn temper. Good, I'll kill you first and then take your Mountain Breaking Golden Sword!"
A grand purple aura suddenly erupted from Qin Xuan's body as a resplendent light shot into the sky. It contained the roars of a dragon and the roar of a tiger.
"The royal family's secret technique is indeed extraordinary. Just looking at the momentum, there is a rare grandeur and tyranny!"
"The purple Qi is the symbol of the Emperor Palace of the Eastern Tang, he is indeed from the Emperor Palace!"
A domineering brilliance shot out. Qin Xuan stepped into the air and walked towards Lin Yue step by step. There was nothing in his palm, and he was only wearing a thin purple glove.
However, when he reached out to grab Lin Yue, the purple muslin glove instantly lit up with light, and released a burst of oppressive spiritual light. With a grab, the space around Lin Yue tightened, and it crazily squeezed inward, causing Lin Yue to feel that he was lying!
This purple muslin glove was also a rare magical equipment!
Lin Yue activated Silver Body, resisting the mountain like pressure, he pulled out the Mountain Breaking Golden Sword and struck out with the Taiyi Empyrean Sword Sword Art. Boom!
Qin Xuan's expression changed slightly as he turned his arm upwards. He actually wanted to use his palm to block the Mountain Breaking Golden Sword!
Lin Yue's face was solemn, he did not dare be careless. The Genuine Essence on his body surged, all of it pouring into the golden sword, combining all of his power into the sword, and frantically slashed at Qin Xuan's palm.
"Howl!"
"Ding!"
A loud metallic screech came from afar, and in a moment, one purple and one gold light dispersed. Qin Xuan raised his hand high up, grabbing onto the Broken Mountain, causing the golden sword to be unable to press down, while Lin Yue fiercely clenched his teeth, the muscles on his arms tensed up, not willing to show any weakness. He continued to increase his strength, making the sword edge slowly sink!
"The descendants of the imperial family are tyrannical indeed!" He actually blocked the opponent's sword technique with his hands!
"That's right, that sword technique was like a tidal wave, but I never thought that a single hand would be able to receive it. The Eastern Emperor's Palace is truly not small!"
Most of the cultivators present were shocked as they looked inside the fighting room. They only realized that Qin Xuan had blocked Lin Yue's sword technique, and did not notice the trace of pain that flashed across his face.
As Lin Yue continued his suppression, he finally let out a wild shout, and dense purple energy exploded out of his body once more.
Lin Yue was forced two steps back by a violent force, his eyebrows were knitted as he looked at Qin Xuan, the force of the sword turned, and he said coldly: "Again!"
Following that, the sword aura surged like the tides as it came crashing down from the sky!
Qin Xuan was finally moved, he dared not use his hands to catch it, his body swaying, he retreated a few steps.
retreated, allowing the Mountain Breaking Golden Sword to gain momentum. It immediately suppressed Qin Xuan, forcing him to retreat continuously, and placed himself in an awkward situation.
Qin Xuan was angered to the point that his face paled. He wanted to forcefully attack, but the incoming attack was made by Lin Yue's extremely strong and unreasonable sword qi.
The cultivators all looked at the suddenly changing Combat Chamber, all of them were dumbstruck, their faces at a loss, as they did not know what was going on with Qin Xuan.
"I say … Why was this descendant being chased around and beaten by a kid from a two star sect? "What happened to his momentum just now?"
"Cough, I was curious as well. That magnificent purple qi just now belonged to the Imperial Household. Logically speaking, the next step should be crushing the opponent. But now, he was being chased like a grandson. This is a bit too shameful."
The cultivators discussed with each other and were secretly puzzled.
He looked at the battle with an ugly expression and let out a heavy snort. There was fury in his eyes as he turned to look at Taoist Qingyun and asked: "State Advisor, why is your Broken Mountain in this brat's hands?! could he be your disciple? "
Taoist Qingyun shook his head and laughed: "It's a misunderstanding. I just saw that Lin Yue's talent was not bad and felt that he would be able to achieve something in the future, so I lent him the Broken Mountain. After the Leader Board is gone, I will take it back."
"His aptitude is not bad. There are many people with decent aptitudes, but I don't see you lending them to anyone else."
Taoist Qingyun smiled but did not speak.
Qin Zheng raised his hand and said indifferently: "My imperial family's descendants have had the protection of powerful warriors for a long time, and have always been complacent and happy about it. This time, by throwing away some face, we can at least wake them up.
The fight in the fighting room became even more intense. Lin Yue swung his sword more than once as the sword beam became extremely resplendent, to the point that it directly covered the entire Combat Chamber!
Qin Xuan had no way of escaping, he could only grit his teeth and fiercely clash with Lin Yue.
Purple gold frost surged as the sword and palm collided again and again. Each blow was like a bolt of lightning, releasing an explosive boom.
Hundreds of times, Qin Xuan's eyes revealed despair, the palm print released by his palm was getting weaker and weaker, unable to withstand the attack of the golden sword.
Lin Yue swept his sword horizontally, cutting Qin Xuan in half from the waist. With a Ghost Step, he arrived in front of Qin Xuan, raised the golden sword high up, and fiercely thrust it downwards.
"Da lang!"
"Ah!" Qin Xuan let out a blood-curdling screech, he was instantly scared to the point that his buttocks started to stream, causing him to lose all color.
However, the next moment, he did not feel the pain of his corpse being cut in half, when he opened his eyes, he saw that the golden sword was stabbed into the ground in front of him, Lin Yue standing behind the golden sword, with a cold smile on his face, he ridiculed disdainfully: "Earlier, you swore that you would snatch my treasure, but now, I have placed it right in front of you, you are actually shitting your pants in fear, you truly are a descendant of the Emperor's Palace, in the future, I advise you not to use the purple Qi, before fighting so that you will lose face for the Eastern Emperor Palace."