pαndα,noνɐ1,сoМ

Panda Novel

The test of the Golden Banquet began on the second day.

The hundred families drew lots to decide the two sides of the test. At this moment, it was very dependent on luck. If they were unlucky and drew the top few people, they would not even be able to pass the test.

When he returned to his family, he would be very embarrassed, especially since he had obtained good results in the previous Golden Banquet. If his reputation fell into his hands, he would not even need to return home.

This morning, Lin Xuan walked on the path that had to be taken to the testing ground and felt a tense atmosphere. The surrounding young cultivators who walked side by side with Lin Xuan had very serious expressions.

On the other hand, Lin Xuan's expression was much better. He was still in the mood to observe the expressions of the surrounding people and the surrounding scenery.

The place they were going today was on the back mountain of the opening ceremony that day. However, today, they were not going to the mountainside, but the valley.

Early in the morning, Lin Xuan was woken up by Ancestor Lin Feng. He washed up under the eager gazes of the few ancestors and was trained for half an hour.

The gist was that the ancestors all believed in Lin Xuan's strength, but if he was defeated like this, it was not important. They were only here to experience it. After all, being able to participate in the Golden Banquet was a huge improvement for the Lin family.

When he left in the morning, Lin Xuan encountered a person who claimed to be from the Treasure Pavilion. That person suddenly bumped into Lin Xuan and whispered to him, "The Treasure Pavilion has already arranged everything today. Don't worry, Saint Child."

When that person left and his figure quickly disappeared around the corner, Lin Xuan finally reacted. This was the news from the Treasure Pavilion.

However—what kind of news was this? Why did he not understand?

At that time, Lin Xuan, who did not understand what it meant, only understood what the people from the Treasure Pavilion meant when they said to ask him not to worry. So they had already arranged the inside story!

At this moment, Lin Xuan stood on a tall platform made of obsidian. Young cultivators lined up to draw lots. Someone drew a good lot and naturally heaved a sigh of relief. There were even people who drew a bad lot. At this moment, before they could fight, they were already dejected.

Some people were quite confident in their strength. They did not look carefully at the lot they drew and stood on the testing platform in high spirits, waiting for their opponents to come.

Coincidentally, Lin Xuan's opponent was beside him. When his opponent raised his head and saw the lot in Lin Xuan's hand, he suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

A huge smile bloomed on his face. It was obvious that he did not take Lin Xuan seriously.

That person glanced at Lin Xuan and cupped his hands arrogantly, "Cultivator Lin, I'm Wu Boyi from the Wu family of the North Star Continent. Please guide me."

When Lin Xuan saw this, he only cupped his hands perfunctorily. Did this person think that he was not good enough? Wasn't he looking down on him too much?

Lin Xuan was already at the late-stage Nascent Soul realm and was only a breath away from breaking through to the Soul Formation realm. Moreover, if they really fought, even the Soul Formation realm might not be able to defeat Lin Xuan.

Where did this young man from the Wu family get the courage to think that he could defeat him? Or did he simply give up and did not intend to resist at all? The sooner he died, the sooner he could reincarnate?

Lin Xuan did not know.

However, when he arrived on the testing platform and the aura around Lin Xuan surged out, the expression of the Wu family's kid opposite him instantly changed. He asked Lin Xuan with an ugly expression, "You're currently at the Nascent Soul realm?"

Lin Xuan said slowly, "Late-stage Nascent Soul realm. If you're at the Soul Formation or Tribulation Transcendence realm now, it's not impossible to fight!"

The Wu family's kid cried out, "How is this possible? You look so young! Could it be that you used some evil technique to regain your youth?"

Seeing him like this, Lin Xuan simply crossed his arms and said impatiently, "How is it? Do you want to fight or not? My age is real. Why don't you test my bone age?"

The surrounding spectators also let out exclamations and questions.

"Is this the kid from the Lin family of the Northern Azure Continent?"

"From the looks of it, he's the same as the legendary kid from the Lin family. However, how could he have reached such a realm at such a young age? There aren't many people in the world who can reach the Nascent Soul realm at such a young age!"

Discussions sounded. The cultivators who were not originally watching Lin Xuan look over one after another, as if they were surprised that this child actually had such a cultivation level.

"I've heard that the number of people in this world who entered the Nascent Soul realm at such a young age can be counted on two fingers. All of them are geniuses of this world. All the opportunities are unheard of."

"When did such a person appear in this remote Northern Azure Continent?"

Hearing the discussions below the Golden Platform, Lin Xuan remembered that ever since he entered the Central Yan Continent, he had hidden his realm and did not appear with his full strength.

The surrounding cultivators all thought that their cultivation was ordinary and did not have any combat strength.

The Wu family's kid saw that Lin Xuan's cultivation level was not high, so he thought that the rumors were too fabricated and the rumors were too ridiculous. Such a cultivator from a remote small continent could be defeated easily.

However, when he saw Lin Xuan's true cultivation, he was simply stunned. He never expected that the situation would actually turn around. His original 100% victory was really slim now.

Lin Xuan looked at the Wu family's kid impatiently, "Are you going to fight or not?"

The Golden Banquet lasted for a total of three days. The first day was mixed combat. After fighting enough matches, one could directly advance. It was like a continuous wave of battles. There was a fixed number. As long as one endured it, they could advance a level.

The second day was the semi-finals. Twenty people were divided into groups of ten. The two winners could prepare for the third day's finals.

The third day was very simple. They only needed to fight and decide the victor.

However, this last match was sometimes fought quickly and ended after the beginning. Sometimes, it was played slowly. If the two of them were evenly matched, they could fight day and night.

On the first day of the draw, the Treasure Pavilion used some methods to let Lin Xuan draw cultivators with relatively higher cultivation levels. This way, Lin Xuan could enter the second day's semi-finals without any suspense.

However, the people of the Treasure Pavilion did not expect that Lin Xuan actually had a late-stage Nascent Soul realm cultivation. What was the point of keeping this secret? His strength crushed them. If nothing unexpected happened, he could definitely last until the finals.

Originally, the Treasure Pavilion felt that it was still a little difficult to let Lin Xuan shine on the Golden Banquet this time and make a name for himself. Even with the Fang family's strength, it was very difficult to secretly operate the Golden Banquet.

Now, when the cultivator who had been observing Lin Xuan saw him release his cultivation, he could not help but click his tongue, "This… The conditions we promised seem to be useless!"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like