After Yang Lin arrived, he smiled at Lin Ming from afar and went straight to his seat. Since Ouyang Qiuhua's death, the prince's position had risen with the tide, and various forces were much more polite to Yang Lin.

  Right behind the prince was General Qin Xiao, and as soon as he arrived, everyone in the military system stood up. The two generals even rushed over to greet him. In recent years, Qin Xiao had an unparalleled reputation in the military, and many people in Tianyun did not know the name of their monarch, but no one did not know the great name of Qin Xiao.

  Qin Xiao was followed by Qin Xingxuan on his left and Mu Yizhuo on his right. As soon as Qin Xingxuan arrived, he attracted the attention of many noble young masters present, although they knew they were not worthy of him, but couldn't help sneaking a few glances.

  Lin Ming smiled slightly from afar, which was considered a greeting. Half a year ago, Qin Xiao was still an unattainable figure for Lin Ming, the master of the Yuwen Clan's carriage, and even a glimpse of him would evoke a sense of reverence. However, after meeting Mu Qianyu, when Lin Ming encountered Qin Xiao again, he suddenly became indifferent. In Tianyun Country, Qin Xiao was a god in the eyes of the people, but outside of it, he was just an ordinary martial artist of the Post-Heavenly stage.

  In the eyes of someone like Mu Qianyu, it was even less worthy of mention.

  At this time, the elder in charge of hosting this preliminary round saw that the time had arrived and stood up to say: "The drawing lots will now begin."

  This time the preliminary round was held in a knockout format, with one person exempt from the first five-person match. The other two groups competed against each other, and those who lost entered the losers' group, while those who won continued to compete.

  The losing group will continue with the elimination match. If they lose again, they will be disqualified.

  The winners and losers of the last round will each produce a first place winner, who will then participate in the overall martial arts tournament.

  Lin Ming reached into the lottery box and pulled out a jade plaque with the words "First Match" written on it. He handed the jade plaque to the steward in charge of recording the match sequence, who then wrote down the list of matches on the announcement board.

  First round: Lin Ming vs Jiang Bin, Second round: Ling Sen vs Zhao Jifeng. The third round is empty.

  After this announcement was hung out, the enthusiasm of the audience rose significantly. Lin Ming took to the stage in the first round. They had been expecting it for a long time.

  In a corner of the martial arts arena, Jiang Bin gazed at the enthusiastic audience from afar and let out a cold smile.

  Zhao Jifeng saw Jiang Bin's expression and smiled: "Are you very unhappy?"

  "You don't see these spectators, which one of them thinks I'm good? I reckon they don't even know my name." Jiang Bin said with a cold smile.

  He has a five-product repair martial arts talent, now eighteen years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of refining his bones. He is expected to break through the condensation period before he turns twenty, although he himself admits that his cultivation speed is not as good as Lin Ming's. However, if compared to the same level of combat power, he doesn't believe he will be much worse than Lin Ming.

  Who isn't a genius, Lin Ming just surpassed Ou Yang Yifei, an early Bone Forging stage non-core disciple, during the Easy Going stage. What's so impressive about that?

  As for the so-called miracle created by Lin Ming before, in Jiang Bin's view, it was even more of a joke. Defeating Zhu Yan and Zhang Cang, those insignificant small fries, could be considered creating a miracle, but this miracle was too cheap!

  Zha Ji Feng sneered twice and echoed, "These people haven't heard that we are normal too. After all, we aren't citizens of Tianyun Country. How would the imperial court publicize for us? These foolish commoners are waiting to see Lin Ming step on you, so you should properly slap them in the face."

  "I won't say I'm invincible, but at least I won't lose! Everyone here is a top-notch martial artist, with combat strength surpassing that of ordinary warriors. What makes you think I'll definitely lose? Ridiculous!"

  Jiang Bin comes from the Jiang family of martial artists. He is one of the four major martial arts families on the outskirts of Tianyun Country, and people who come out of these four families have an innate sense of superiority and arrogance. Moreover, Jiang Bin is also the most outstanding young disciple of the Jiang family, with a sharp and ambitious personality, how can he be willing to submit to others?

  "The game has begun, it's your turn now. When the time comes, you take down Lin Ming and I'll take down Tuo Ku, let's see what kind of expression these ignorant people will have."

  Lin Ming had already appeared on the scene, holding a heavy and mysterious silver spear, waiting for his opponent.

  Jiang Bin walked up to the stage with an air of superiority, gazing at Lin Ming and sneering: "Lin Ming, I've heard a lot about you. In the Seven Profound Martial House, you're indeed a once-in-a-century genius. However, what we refer to as 'Seven Profound Martial House' only refers to non-core disciples. The four major martial arts families surrounding our Tianyun Country are not included! Our four major martial arts families have a thousand-year history, and their depth is beyond your imagination!"

  The four major martial arts families have each occupied a spiritual mountain on the border of Tianyun Country for nearly a thousand years. During this thousand-year period, the imperial court of Tianyun Country has changed six times, but these four martial arts families have continued to exist without being disturbed by any dynasty. If the four families were to unite, they would be a force not to be underestimated.

  "Oh? The four major families have been passed down for a thousand years?" Lin Ming was slightly stunned, then shook his head. A thousand years of development and they're only a first-rate family? This is what you call having a deep foundation? What a waste of the past thousand years of history."

  Jiang Bin saw a hint of disdain in Lin Ming's smile, and his anger ignited instantly. "Lin Ming, it seems you look down on the Four Great Clans' martial arts! Fine, I'll let you witness the ancestral sword technique of my Jiang Clan!"

  Jiang Bin was originally still unsure whether he was stronger or weaker than Lin Ming, but when he saw that Lin Ming had a slight contempt for him, his confidence in winning suddenly increased by several points.

  "Just you wait, kid. I'll make you pay for your arrogance. I'll take you down in 20 moves and see the looks on those spectators who support you!" Jiang Bin thought to himself as the true yuan in his hand condensed even further into his long sword, a mid-grade treasure sword among human-class artifacts and one of the best of its kind.

  At this time, the chief elder loudly announced the rules of the game.

  "Choose your own treasure, no limit on quality, concede defeat or fall to the ground in defeat! Do not kill your opponent, do not intentionally cause injury or disability. The match begins now!"

  As soon as the words fell, Jiang Bin, who had been accumulating strength, took a step forward and unfolded his body method towards Lin Ming. This was the unique "Jiang Water Traceless Body Method" of the Jiang family.

  Only to see Jiang Bin's body dragging out a string of shadows in rapid movement, while his own movements were as smooth and natural as floating clouds and flowing water. The shadows slowly increased, making it impossible to distinguish which one was the real Jiang Bin.

  The people in the audience couldn't help but exclaim at this scene, they didn't know Jiang Bin at all, only knowing that he was a core disciple of the Wu Clan, and his actual strength was unclear. However, due to their blind worship of Lin Ming, Jiang Bin was directly treated as a passerby who should be waiting to be trampled by Lin Ming.

  But now, looking at Jiang Bin, he doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. Outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the doorway. There are many martial artists on the scene, and several generals have reached the later stage of pulse condensation. When they saw Jiang Bin's body method, they were all extremely surprised. Even if it was them, if they didn't calm down, they couldn't see where Jiang Bin's true body was!

  "Haha, Jiang Bin is deliberately showing off. Among the four major families' footwork, the Jiang family's 'Jiang Shui Wu Hen' is the most dazzling. Ordinary martial artists are completely helpless against this set of footwork." Liang Long said while eating pine nuts in the audience seat.

  "Lin Mingke is not an ordinary martial artist. If Jiang Bin can practice his steps to the point where he can advance and retreat like flowing water, smooth and flawless, then he might be able to win against Lin Mingke. However, currently this move of his has only reached 50% completion, so it's hard to say who will win or lose. But one thing is for sure, he will definitely give Lin Mingke some trouble..." Zhou Yu was very familiar with the Jiang family's Jiang Shuiwujian, and at a glance, she saw through Jiang Bin's level of mastery.

  Just as many spectators were worried about Lin Ming, Jiang Bin drew his sword. To be precise, more than a dozen Jiang Bins drew their swords at the same time.

  Dozens of sharp swords were raised at the same time, emitting a cold glow, with thick true yuan condensing on the sword tips, forming visible substantialized sword edges!

  "Ah, True Yuan Transformation!"

  At this moment, many of the audience in their seats let out a cry of surprise. The True Yuan Transformation was generally only something that a martial artist at the Congealing Pulse stage could use, but Jiang Bing had only reached the peak of Tempering Marrow.

  "Crossing the river in one leap!"

  Jiang Bin let out a loud shout, his voice coming from all directions, as over a dozen sharp swords stabbed straight at Lin Ming's face. This move was accompanied by a majestic momentum that stirred up the clouds and winds, with true yuan surging like a mighty river!

  The dense sword rain made many spectators' hearts hang in suspense, how can they dodge?

  Yue Du Heng Jiang is one of the top three killing moves in the Jiang family swordsmanship, and although Jiang Bin belittled Lin Ming with his words, when it came to actual combat, he didn't dare underestimate him in the slightest!

  "Good swordsmanship, the sword is like a river, leaving no gaps, Jiang Jia's Moon Crossing and River Water Without Traces are almost impossible to dodge, let's see how Lin Ming..."

  Liang Long had only spoken half of what he wanted to say when he suddenly fell silent.

  He stared at Lin Ming with his eyes wide open, without even drawing the soft silver spear, but suddenly took a step forward and punched out!

  To Smash One's Body into Pieces!

  "Boom!"

  The bricks under Lin Ming's feet were directly shattered by the shock, and 5,000 strands of True Essence burst forth, pouncing on Jiang Bian like a ferocious dragon.

  If Jiang Bin's sword is a surging river, then Lin Ming's Vibrational True Essence is a dragon crossing the river!

  "Hmmph!"

  More than a dozen of Jiang Bin's illusory shadows were directly shattered, and Jiang Bin's main body was hit by Lin Ming's fist. His body flew out like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, heavily crashing to the ground, even the sword in his hand was knocked flying.

  A warrior can be seriously injured but cannot abandon his sword, however Jiang Bin really couldn't hold on any longer. The fierce and violent vibrations transmitted through the hilt of the sword had shattered his tiger's mouth!

  Everyone stared in shock as Jiang Bin was thrown out of the martial arts arena, and the whole scene erupted into chaos.

  They thought Lin Ming should win, but they didn't expect him to win so thoroughly. That guy Jiang Bin didn't seem like a pushover either, yet he was thrown out by Lin Ming just like a pushover, and couldn't even use his Profound Mystical Silver Spear.

  Murong Zidu was stunned, and she muttered to herself: "It's only been two months, your sister's, how did this cow head make so much progress again? Are you still letting people live?"

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