The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron Chapter 53: 3 strokes myth
When a terrifying powerhouse like Du Yuntian appeared in the hands of the eldest prince, the third prince naturally wanted someone to inquire about it secretly.
Although the third prince keeps a low profile, it does not mean that he has no energy, and half a day's work is enough to find a lot of information.
Taking it over, Su Yu took a closer look, and after looking at it, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn!
"He...is actually the younger brother of the last King of the Holy Sect!" Su Yu was shocked!
In the last Holy Gate Conference, the champion, named Du Lin, was the strongest evildoer at that time, and then successfully entered the Sanctuary.
Du Yuntian is actually his younger brother!
If that's the case, then that's all, Doolin has no ability to interfere in the Holy Gate Competition.
The scary thing is that Du Yuntian's talent is still higher than that of his brother, and now his strength has surpassed that of his brother who won the championship at that time.
It is said that he has challenged the strongest evildoer of the Wuzong Academy in the nine counties of the empire. Among the nine academies, the strongest evildoer cannot survive three moves in his hands!
Du Yuntian, the so-called three-stroke myth!
No one has ever been able to survive three moves in his hands!
The unprecedented record, far surpassing his brother Du Lin, created a generation of invincible myth.
Unrivaled as a contemporary!
A three-stroke myth? Su Yu's heart suddenly tightened.
The empire is full of geniuses, and it is not impossible for a king to overwhelm the contemporary era.
A huge pressure filled his heart, and Su Yu's heart was clouded for the first time.
Although the third prince forced himself to remain calm and flickered his pupils violently, he betrayed his heart.
He put all his life and wealth on Dong Lin and tried his best to see it.
Donglin wins, he will get a piece of the land.
Donglin loses, he will become a dead bone.
The information that can be collected will bring the third prince to the bottom!
"Do you know why Du Yuntian is so powerful?" The third prince did not notice, his voice trembled a little, and his eyes shot involuntarily at the elder of the Raging Fire Pavilion, who was above ten thousand people.
Su Yu's heart is solemn: "Why?"
The third prince chuckled miserably, staring at the old man of Raging Fire Pavilion, with endless unwillingness: "Because... Du Yuntian is the appointed apprentice of Mr. Rising Fire Pavilion!"
At each Sacred Gate Conference, the top ten will become Sacred Domain disciples.
They will be selected by the nine patriarchs. If they are favored, they will become their disciples. From then on, they will accept the pavilion's guidance.
In the last session, Du Lin, with the first place, was favored by the elders of the Raging Fire Pavilion, and was accepted as a disciple.
Later, I learned that Du Lin has a younger brother who is even more talented than him, Du Yuntian!
The old man of Raging Fire Pavilion personally rushed to Du's house from the sanctuary to inspect Du Yuntian.
If it wasn't for the Holy King of the World, he would have to pass the assessment of the Holy Gate Assembly before entering the Sanctuary. I am afraid that Du Yuntian would have already become an old official disciple of the Raging Fire Pavilion.
Now, it's just a cutscene.
Du Yuntian, no matter his strength or background, no one can compete with him for the first place.
It can be said that Du Yuntian is the default king of the Holy Sect this year!
"He...is actually the old apprentice of Raging Fire Pavilion? He also accepted the old instructions of Rising Fire Pavilion?" Su Yu's breathing was condensed, and his heart was suppressed to the extreme.
No wonder the third prince lost his temper, no wonder he showed despair, and no wonder he was deeply unwilling. It turned out that this was an impossible gamble!
Seemingly aware of the situation here, the eldest prince, not far away, raised a faint mockery at the corner of his mouth, like a king who had the chance to win.
Su Yu, the third prince, fell into a huge shock at the same time.
Not to mention the old man of Raging Fire Pavilion, Du Yuntian is undoubtedly the king of the Holy Sect in terms of strength alone.
Taking a step back, if anyone can defeat Du Yuntian, will the Patriarch of Raging Fire Pavilion take sides and affect the situation?
This, completely, is a seemingly fair game that has no chance of winning.
Since Su Yu chose to participate in the Holy Gate Conference, he was doomed to fail!
However, Su Yu has no way out, except to capture the Holy Gate Crown, he has no way out!
Clenching his fist, Su Yu stabilized his mind.
There is only one way for him to save Xianyu County King and kill the eldest prince!
That is, take the crown!
After making up his mind, Su Yu continued to read, and found that on the piece of paper, there was also information about the evildoers of the Thirteen Counties.
Among them, Zheng Yilin of Xianyu County is highlighted because he is the only evildoer who understands the holy will!
The Holy Intent, even Du Yuntian could not comprehend it.
Therefore, Zheng Yilin is the most unpredictable monster in the thirteen counties.
In addition to him, there is also a Chong Nanfei who is known as the king of evildoers!
Chong Nanfei is the No. 1 evildoer of the Wuzong Academy in Jiuchuan County.
The terrifying strength can overwhelm all the arrogance of Jiuchuan County!
It is rumored that he has fought against the evildoers of Wuzong academies in many counties, without any defeat, and even Zheng Yilin, who has not yet understood the holy will, was defeated by him.
Except for Du Yuntian, who has never fought against each other, he is a well-deserved king of evildoers!
Du Yuntian and Donglin are the two powerhouses of the royal family Tianlong.
Zheng Yilin and Chong Nanfei were two generations of evildoers in the Wuzong Academy.
The four unparalleled talents are the protagonists of this Holy Gate Conference, and no one can compete with them!
With a heavy heart, Su Yu took the time to cultivate.
One day's work, under the control of time, is equivalent to a full thirty days, a month, which is enough for him to comprehend something.
Especially in "Frozen Storm", he is only one line away from breaking through to the third level of Great Perfection.
He is taking the time to practice, and he is constantly competing in the ring.
Du Yuntian, Zheng Yilin, and Donglin have become extremely eye-catching and powerful beings.
Especially Du Yuntian, even if he encounters the terrifying evildoer of Liu Zhongtian Xiaocheng, he still defeats the enemy with three moves!
The three-stroke myth Du Yuntian, this rumor is not just a legend, but a living fact.
One day later, all group competitions are over, and the top 15 will be selected!
Su Yu also opened his eyes at this time, and a trace of disappointment flowed faintly.
The last layer of "Frozen Storm", I have been comprehending for a whole month, I always feel that something is wrong, I can't break through, and I can't play it to the extreme.
At this point, the referee announced the final round of competition!
"The top ten of the Holy Gate, start now!" The referee announced with a blank face.
In the top ten competition, ten people need to be competed out of fifteen people, in other words, five people will be eliminated.
Whether it's the royal family or the Wuzong Academy, one can't help but feel extremely nervous.
The top ten in the Holy Gate Competition are qualified to enter the Sanctuary and become a disciple of the Sanctuary. This is the most crucial battle!
The referee was expressionless, and from the sealed black box, he immediately drew two number cards: "First round, No. 10 Du Yuntian, against No. 18 Donglin!!"
"The three-stroke mythical Du Yuntian? The Four Great Arrogances Donglin?"
There was an uproar in the audience!
No one ever thought that the two of them would collide just in the top ten competition!
The third prince's pupils shrank, his heart thumped, and the blood flow increased.
"Actually... it happened so soon!" The third prince concealed his panic and anxiety, but he couldn't hide the fluke hidden in his pupils.
What if... what if Donglin can win?
The eldest prince beside him sneered and chuckled: "Third brother, it seems that the person you chose is not very good. It is not enough to compete with me."
The third prince pretended to be calm and smiled like a spring breeze: "The emperor's brother is too worried, the emperor's younger brother cultivates Donglin, just cherish the talent, and have no other intentions."
"Hehe, that's good." The eldest prince was in a happy mood, and the secret of murder was revealed in his heart.
My third younger brother is smarter than him. If you give him time, he may not have a chance to turn around. Once he ascends the throne, his first priority is to deal with him!
The third prince tucked his fist in his sleeve and clenched it secretly, his heart surging deeply and nervously, his eyes fixed on Donglin.
Don't let me down, all hope is on you, Donglin!
Muttering silently in his heart, the third prince did not dare to blink again, watching the battle carefully.
Swish——
Two figures flew across the ring.
One is the myth of three moves, Du Yuntian.
One is the son of Tianjiao, Donglin.
It is also the sixth heaven, also arrogant and conceited, and also represents the royal family and the interests of one party.
Their battle was a secret contest between the first prince and the third prince.
Ordinary spectators watched the excitement, but only the dignitaries in the imperial capital were in a cold sweat. This battle is about the change of dynasties!
If Donglin is defeated, the third prince will never be able to make his mark, and it will not be long before he will be removed by the first prince.
If Donglin wins, perhaps, the third prince will make a comeback!
Du Yuntian was holding a Longquan sword in his arms. The sword was not sheathed, but there was a wisp of the sword flowing out. It was cold and fierce, exuding a peerless edge.
Donglin danced in a blue robe, his eyes were burning with raging flames, and the fighting spirit soared to the sky, burning all over the sky.
A pair of eyes flashed with unprecedented solemnity, and his voice was low and stagnant: "Du Yuntian, you and I will inevitably fight!"
Du Yuntian refused to fight at the royal Tianlong meeting.
The Holy Gate Assembly, encountered again, Du Yuntian had to fight!
Du Yuntian's eyes were indifferent, he looked Donglin up and down, and shook his head slightly: "You are not my opponent."
"If you are self-righteous, let Dong Mou crush your so-called self-confidence!" Dong Lin is also a conceited and arrogant person, how can he endure Du Yuntian's contemptuous eyes again and again?
"Jing Zhe Finger!" Donglin growled lowly, his index finger sticking out, like the sunrise in the east, the only one in the world.
A faint fiery red, shaped like a flame burning fingers.
An amazing finger force, like a long-dormant beast ~IndoMTL.com~ suddenly awakened.
The power of the Great Perfection of the medium practice method is extremely powerful!
Du Yuntian's eyes were indifferent, he took a step forward, and took a Longquan sword, like a thunder strike, sweeping the world.
The sword was as fast as a sword, leaving only a cold sword light in the hearts of everyone.
scoffs——
Boom——
Dong Lin groaned and retreated, his eyes full of terror!
The great perfection of the medium-level exercises was easily swept away by Du Yuntian's sword!
The most important thing, Du Yuntian, did not draw his sword!
Sword, not yet unsheathed!
On the other hand, Du Yuntian, calm and relaxed, took the sword back into his arms leisurely, and said coldly, "The power is acceptable, but it's not worthy of me to draw the sword!"
The conceited Donglin, who suffered a boundless blow, hummed angrily: "Whoever loses and who wins, it's not the end yet!"
"Drink!" Donglin's palms and ten fingers lingered in a strong airflow, which was actually true energy, vaguely permeating his body.
To release true qi to the outside world is something that can only be done by the strong above the seventh level of martial arts.
But the powerhouses of the sixth-level heaven can barely penetrate the body, condensing true qi to injure the enemy, and their power is unpredictable.
The light red light overflows, like the morning sun surrounded, the mist is misty, and it seems real and illusory.
"Nine Meridians Divine Sword!" Donglin growled lowly!
Whoosh whoosh—
Between the ten fingers, there are nine fingers spurting true energy, killing Du Yuntian in the air!
The third prince, the heart is in the throat, this is the Donglin press box exercise, it is the top-notch exercise that the third prince spent a lot of money to find for Donglin!
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