One Person: Revitalize the Sword Sect, Start with the Sword Challenge of the Ten Lords

Wang Ai frowned, glanced around sharply, and whispered to Lu Ci:

"Brother Lu, I'm afraid this situation is not what we want. If Ye Lin becomes a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion, he will be a serious threat to us."

Lu Ci's face was gloomy, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Humph, Ye Lin, this kid is really lucky. However, the inheritance of Tianshi Mansion is not so easy to obtain, let's wait and see."

"It's strange," Wang Ai said thoughtfully, "I always feel there's some subtle connection between Ye Lin and the old Heavenly Master. Have you heard the legendary secret about the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

Lu Ci's eyes glared. "You mean... that hidden power? Indeed, if Ye Lin could obtain that power, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for us. However, things in this world are not always smooth sailing. We will always find a way."

As the two talked, Ye Lin stood in the center of the ring, his gaze determined. Facing the upcoming challenge, his mind was clear. Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and a voice rang in his ears: "Ye Lin, your journey has just begun."

Ye Lin turned around suddenly, only to see no one around except the cheering crowd. He gave a wry smile and whispered, "Yes, the road is still long, but I will take every step firmly."

At the Luotian Grand Ceremony, the old Heavenly Master looked at Ye Lin's back, a complex expression flashing in his eyes. Elder Tian beside him asked softly, "Heavenly Master, are you really going to pass on the Heavenly Master degree to this child?"

The old Taoist priest nodded slowly: "Yes, Mr. Tian. He has the shadow of my youth. Perhaps he is the most suitable candidate. But this road is bound to be full of thorns."

In the center of the Luotian Grand Ceremony arena, the dust settled and Ye Lin stood in the glory of victory. His face, stained with sweat and dust, reflected his unyielding will.

In the surrounding audience seats, all kinds of emotions were intertwined. Jealous eyes tried to penetrate Ye Lin's back like sharp arrows, and envious eyes hid the desire for the strong.

And in this complex sea of people, Lu Linglong's eyes were filled with pure admiration. She tightly grasped her brother Lu Lin's sleeve and whispered excitedly, "Brother, look at Brother Ye Lin, he's so amazing! He's like a hero who walked out of the legend!"

Hearing this, Lu Lin's lips curled up into a gentle smile. She patted her sister's head, her eyes filled with admiration and affirmation. "That's right, Ye Lin's strength far exceeds our imagination. His future is limitless. But remember, behind every hero are countless falls and rises. What we should learn is not only his strength, but also his perseverance and unremitting efforts."

At this time, Ye Lin slowly walked down the stage, each step looking so steady and confident.

As he passed by the Lu siblings, he paused and smiled at Lu Linglong. That smile was warm and inspiring. "Linglong, everyone has their own battlefield. On your path, there will be countless glories waiting for you to reap. Believe in yourself. One day in the future, you too will stand on a stage like this and become the center of attention."

Lu Linglong's face flushed with excitement. She nodded vigorously, the light in her eyes even brighter: "Yes! I will do my best, Brother Ye Lin! One day, I want to fight side by side with you!"

Ye Lin smiled and nodded, continuing to walk forward, his heart filled with unprecedented determination. As he was walking, he was suddenly stopped by a familiar voice: "Ye Lin, you are really impressive. It seems that my previous judgment was not wrong."

Ye Lin turned around and saw Zhang Chulan's face full of excitement. He was panting and kneeling on the ground without caring about his image. He hugged his thighs tightly with both hands and shouted exaggeratedly:

"Brother Ye Lin, you're really good at hiding yourself! Why haven't I seen you so majestic before? It's really surprising!"

Lu Lin and Lu Linglong were watching the fight from the side, unable to conceal the smiles in their eyes. They were obviously quite amused by Zhang Chulan's sudden "confession".

Ye Lin smiled helplessly and kicked his legs lightly, trying to get rid of Zhang Chulan's warm embrace: "Hey, Zhang Chulan, get up first, there are so many people watching, stop making trouble."

"No, no, no!" Zhang Chulan clung even tighter like an octopus, his face brimming with pride. "I finally caught a big news, I can't let you go easily. Tell me, Ye Lin, have you secretly practiced some peerless martial arts, or received some guidance from a master? Tell me the truth!"

"Haha, looking at you like this, if I really have any secrets, I'm afraid I can't hide them from your gossipy mouth." Ye Lin shook his head, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, "But it doesn't hurt to tell you, it's all because of my unremitting efforts. Okay, okay, get up, don't embarrass me here."

"Oh, Ye Lin, you make it sound like I'm being unreasonable." Zhang Chulan finally let go of her hand, stood up, and pretended to be aggrieved. "Alright, I'll let you go today. But you have to buy me a drink someday and tell me in detail how you did it, so I can have someone to learn from."

"Okay, okay, after this is over, let's find some time to talk." Ye Lin agreed with a smile, but his heart couldn't help but feel warm. Isn't it a blessing to have such a group of friends?

At this point, the audience around the ring gradually dispersed, but the chatter continued. Ye Lin, the other two, and Zhang Chulan walked side by side, their figures casting long shadows in the sunlight, as if heralding the beginning of a new journey.

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The sun shone through the sparse clouds, scattering dappled light on the spacious arena. The noise of the surrounding audience gradually died down, and everyone's eyes were focused on the place where a historic scene was about to take place - Ye Lin stood in the center, surrounded by Lu Linglong, Lu Lin, Zhang Chulan and the mysterious Feng Baobao, while the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei had a solemn expression on his face, as if he was brewing a decision that would shock the martial arts world.

"Ye Lin," the old Heavenly Master's voice, resonant like a bell, echoed throughout the room. "Your performance is beyond ordinary. It not only proves your talent, but also demonstrates your perseverance. Therefore, I have decided to pass on the Heavenly Master Degree and the Tongtian Talisman to you. I hope you can inherit the Taoist tradition of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and lead a new chapter."

As soon as these words were spoken, not only the audience below the stage, but even Lu Linglong and others beside him were surprised.

The Celestial Master's Degree, the core secret technique passed down through generations at the Celestial Master's House, represents supreme status and power, something countless warriors dream of but cannot attain. Meanwhile, the Tongtian Scroll, a long-lost Taoist secret technique, allows for the unleashing of incredibly powerful spells. The combination of the two undoubtedly propelled Ye Lin to the pinnacle of the martial arts world.

However, faced with this sudden honor, Ye Lin's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.