Invincible Martial King

For the next few days, Lu Chen and the other Extreme Tao Academic Palace disciples all stayed at their residences with a tacit understanding. On one hand, it was to merge the Glazed Ice Crystals they received into their respective magic tools, and on the other hand, as the Shouyang was about to begin, they had to adjust their states to the best they could.    

    

Shouyang was not something that could be compared with Extreme Tao Academic Palace.    

    

Even though it was held at the Shouyang Mountain, its true range could cover the periphery of a hundred thousand snow mountains. Not to mention the disciples of other transcendent powers, even the Demonic Beast that roamed about would pose a fatal threat to martial practitioners. In the past, many of the heaven favored ones of the Sect Forces had died tragically under the sharp claws of the Demonic Beast.    

    

Although the Extreme Tao Academic Palace disciples did not reappear, a lot of things would happen everyday in the city. Along with more and more practitioners pouring in, friction and conflict would practically occur every few days between the young disciples of the major forces in the city.    

    

Amongst them, the most exciting thing was still Sword Sect's young generation's outstanding Chu, Jian Ao, and Knife Sect's domineering sabre s fierce struggle.    

    

They both inherited from an ancient bloodline, and were once sects with the same origin. Later on, tens of thousands of years ago, because the pursuit of the pinnacle of the martial way was different, they were divided into Sword Sect and Knife Sect.    

    

Sword Sect Jian Ao became famous very early, and went back to ten-odd years ago, when the cold light of one sword broke through all nine prefectures and he once charged into the Dark Graveyard by himself to kill several huge demon beasts.    

    

Previously, he had relied on the peerless sword path and Wishful Divine Palace to travel the world to fight against the Venerable Ones, and that great battle had shattered a thousand miles of river and mountains, but in the end, the result was a little mystery. Neither the Venerable Ones nor Jian Ao had announced who would win and who would lose, but after that great battle, Jian Ao had painstakingly gone into closed-door training for ten years, so it was rumored that the latter had lost to the Venerable ones.    

    

In a short moment, all the people of the Wishful Divine Palace walked in all directions, while the radiance on Jian Ao's body dimmed quite a bit, it did not affect the fact that he was the top sword cultivator of the younger generation.    

    

Although Ba Dao's appearance was shorter than Jian Ao's, his battle achievements were brilliant, and he had not lost a single time along the way. Before he had fought against the Life And Death Stage experts of the thirty-two matches, each of them was stronger than the other, but without exception, they had all lost to him.    

    

Tyrant's Saber was ferocious, and humans were like its name. It trained in the Tyrant Saber that inherited the ancient era, shattering everything under one saber strike. There were not many in the younger generation that could block it.    

    

The battle between Jian Ao and Ba Dao, was very exciting and dazzling. It even attracted the attention of two Major Power Of Life And Death Stage s, but the two of them were only exchanging pointers, so there was no difference in life and death.    

    

Similarly, the disciples of the two sects were also the center of attention. Amongst them, the disciples of the Heaven And Earth Sect, Cheng Yan, and the disciples of the alchemy sect were also the center of attention.    

    

Both of them were top disciples of their sects and were equally famous in the wastelands more than ten years ago.    

    

Shouyang s were a transcendent power that only existed in the legends to normal practitioners, but in these recent days, he had constantly personally witnessed the peerless elegance of the disciples under his command.    

    

There was still a month until the start of Shouyang.    

    

On this day, an invitation was sent to the manor where Lu Chen and the others were. Yin Wuji, the leader of the Taoist School, invited the young experts of the city to a wine tasting.    

    

Even though it was called tasting wine, everyone could tell that it was none other than because they wanted to make use of this opportunity to test the depth of the experts of the Shouyang participating in this time's tournament.    

    

It was not only the Extreme Tao Academic Palace disciples who had received the invitations, the disciples of the other Three Palaces And Six Sects were all the same.    

    

"Lu Chen."    

    

"What do you think?"    

    

Su Yuvrann asked as she looked at the silent Lu Chen.    

    

"I'd rather not go."    

    

"The Shouyang is about to start, why should we care about them?" Nan Hongyi frowned as she spoke in a deep voice.    

    

"Actually, I don't recommend going, but after some thought, it's better than not going." Without waiting for Nan Hongyi to speak, Su Yuvrann continued, "Even though the Lingyuan Pavilion has established its might, in the eyes of those proud to the bone of other transcendent powers, I'm afraid it is still useless."    

    

"So that's how it is."    

    

Hearing this, Nan Hongyi suddenly realized that if the mountain had not been sealed for a hundred years, then it would have been fine if the Extreme Tao Academic Palace had not been taken care of.    

    

"I naturally have to go."    

    

"But not so many."    

    

Lu Chen said slowly with a bright light in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Let's go."    

    

"The three of us?"    

    

Su Yuvrann and Nan Hongyi looked at each other, but since Lu Chen said so, they wouldn't ask anymore.    

    

… ….    

    

That night.    

    

The location of the Wine Tasting Club was the extremely famous location of the Luo Shen Lake, located at the Shouyang Conference. It was said that no matter how warm the seasons were, or how cold the lake water was, even the most powerful practitioners would find it hard to stay in the water for an hour, and the bottom of the lake was unfathomably deep. Before, there were Life And Death Stage Innates who had dove hundreds of thousands of meters into the water, but even they found it hard to reach the bottom of the lake.    

    

When Lu Chen and the other two arrived at the Luo Shen Lake, they discovered that there were quite a few people gathered there. Moreover, they were all young experts from various sects.    

    

In the center of the lake, there were dazzling lights. It was a spacious pavilion.    

    

The jade tables were filled with the spirit fruit wine. Beautiful maidservants were respectfully waiting on both sides of the table. Through the hazy silk, one could vaguely see pairs of white, slender, beautiful legs, causing many men to be unable to take their eyes off them.    

    

The arrival of Lu Chen and the other two had attracted the attention of countless people. To be exact, Su Yuvrann had attracted even more attention. In the battle of Lingyuan Pavilion, even though he had released three punches, he still seriously injured Wind Storm Valley's Young Lord. This unfathomable strength caused many people in the city to have a whole new level of respect for him.    

    

"Extreme Tao Academic Palace."    

    

"That elegant and refined young man is Su Yuvrann."    

    

"If his aura is faint, then Wind Storm Valley Young Lord will lose to him."    

    

… ….    

    

The surrounding people were all discussing. Although Wind Storm Valley was not the kind of transcendent power like Three Palaces And Six Sects, their position in the Wasteland Region was still extremely high. Within all the ancient countries and dynasties, they were truly powers that were second only to Three Palaces And Six Sects.    

    

And Martial Genius Young Lord, Lin Jie, who had not appeared for a hundred years, was previously famous throughout the Wasteland Region. However, such a resplendent person had actually lost to Su Yuvrann in such a tragic manner;    

    

Su Yuvrann didn't mind the burning gazes. On the other hand, Nan Hongyi frowned as if she wasn't used to such a scene.    

    

Lu Chen silently followed behind the two of them. He looked just like a well-behaved junior brother.