Long River Eternity

Chu Tianxiao said helplessly: "It's him."

"That thing can be ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking?!" Wei Wu still couldn't believe it.

"Strength has nothing to do with being annoying." Chu Tian smiled helplessly, and continued, "Back then, Ji Cangsheng suddenly appeared, surpassed everyone else, and challenged the number one Yao Tianzheng. In the end, he succeeded with his peak Tianquan realm cultivation, shocking everyone at the time.

There was also a rule in the Heavenly Ranking that only one person from each family could be on the list among the top ten, so Ji Cangxuan was directly squeezed out of the top ten. He was nearly forty years old at the time, so he simply withdrew from the Heavenly Ranking.

After listening to Chu Tianxiao's detailed account, Lin Ding and Wei Wu became more and more curious about Ji Cangsheng, who ranked first on the list.

Lin Ding was about to ask something else when suddenly a deafening roar came from the ring.

Lin Ding and the others turned their heads to look at the arena, which was now covered in a cloud of dust and smoke, obscuring the sky and the sun. On either side of the cloud stood Zhang Lin and Yao Lingyun, evidently having just engaged in a fierce energy wave exchange, with the outcome still uncertain.

Yao Lingyun was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, clearly reaching his limit. Meanwhile, Zhang Lin remained calm and composed, as if strolling leisurely in the garden, showing no sign of fatigue. It seemed he hadn't yet unleashed his true strength.

"Give up, you've almost reached your limit." After the dust gradually dissipated, Zhang Lin said calmly.

"People from the Yao family never know the word 'surrender'!" Yao Lingyun roared angrily, then took a deep breath and rushed towards Zhang Lin again like an arrow from a bow. The dense fist shadows were like a torrential rain, hitting Zhang Lin madly.

However, due to severe physical overdraft, his attacks were disorganized and full of flaws.

Zhang Lin's posture was light and graceful, and he dodged Yao Lingyun's attack with ease. Just when Yao Lingyun was about to lose strength, Zhang Lin seized the opportunity and delivered a lightning-fast jab, hitting Yao Lingyun squarely in the face.

Yao Lingyun suddenly saw stars and retreated hastily, covering his nose with his hands. However, Zhang Lin appeared behind him in an instant like a ghost, and kicked him in the stomach with a kick as powerful as thunder, sending him flying into the air.

At this moment, Yao Lingyun, who was flying in the air, finally felt a little relieved from the dizziness. He hurriedly steadied his body, lowered his head, and tried to find Zhang Lin.

As expected, Zhang Lin was no longer on the stage. Yao Lingyun said nothing and quickly dodged to the side, but it was too late.

Yao Lingyun felt his arm firmly grasped, and without a second thought, he kicked hard to his side. With a muffled thud, Yao Lingyun, fully convinced he had finally struck Zhang Lin, turned around to smile, only to discover he had only managed to land on Zhang Lin's forearm.

Before Yao Lingyun could retract his leg, Zhang Lin had already turned his blocking arm and tightly grasped Yao Lingyun's ankle. Now, both Yao Lingyun's hands and feet were firmly locked by Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin then grabbed Yao Lingyun's hands and feet, spinning them rapidly on the spot. After a few turns, Zhang Lin suddenly released his grip, and Yao Lingyun flew out of the ring like a falling meteorite.

Yao Lingyun was about to fly off the edge of the ring, trying his best to steady himself. However, the moment he looked up, he saw a massive energy ball flying right before him.

With a loud "bang", a brilliant firework burst out in the sky. Yao Lingyun flew backwards in the flames and fell heavily on the ground outside the ring.

Yao Lingyun coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood, then slowly sat up, his face full of frustration and loss.

Medical staff quickly came to his side to check his injuries, while the host quickly walked onto the stage and loudly announced that Zhang Lin had won.

"Good! This attack was well-paced and we won the game with minimal losses. Your fighting talent is outstanding. However, this is not like your fighting style." Nian Zhongsheng praised generously.

Zhan Tianqiong smiled brightly: "He is indeed not my disciple, but the disciple of Wu Pokong, the captain of the Kaijiang team."

"Wu Pokong? Was there anyone alive in the Wu family back then?" Nian Zhongsheng's face was full of confusion.

"Wu Pokong is the orphan of the Wu family - Wu Sansi. Back then, you fought against the invading monsters in the disaster that wiped out your family. The attack you launched caused the void to shatter. That shocking scene was deeply imprinted in his heart. He determined to be like you in the future, and to shatter the void with one palm. So, not long after you went into seclusion, he changed his name to Wu Pokong." Zhan Tianqiong explained in detail.

Nian Zhongsheng paused for a moment to reminisce, then laughed heartily, "Haha, so that's how it is! I remember that child. When I was in seclusion, he was about the same age as Zhang Lin is now, and he also had a pair of eyes as firm as torches.

Back then, he followed you around every day, begging you to teach him cultivation. I never imagined he'd become the captain of the Frontier Expedition Team. I wonder where he is now? What level of cultivation has he reached?

"He has now reached the late stage of Tianji Realm and is very close to the peak realm. He should be carrying out a mission in Duzhou at this moment and has not returned yet." Zhan Tianqiong responded.

"Okay, okay. Seeing that you all have your own successors, I can finally rest assured." Nian Zhongsheng said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Zhang Lin and Yao Lingyun had both returned to the preparation area, and on the ring was standing the seventh group of contestants.

She was a nine-year-old girl from Xizhou Academy in Xizhou City, named Hu Qin'er, in the early stages of the Yuheng Realm. She had playful twin ponytails and looked quite charming and lovely.

The opponent was an eight-year-old genius girl from the Jiang family, named Jiang Yuehua. She was also in the early stage of Yuheng Realm. She had a high ponytail and looked very heroic.

Before long, the two of them were engaged in a fierce battle. Both were quite powerful, with a solid foundation, and were in the second tier of the competition.

Their bodies were intertwined, their moves were flying, and their offense and defense were frequently switched. The fight was difficult to determine and they were evenly matched.

This was the most prolonged and exciting contest since the start of the competition. All the spectators held their breath and watched the battle on the stage intently.

Until both of them had exhausted all their strength, were covered with wounds and gasped for breath, Hu Qin'er finally caught Jiang Yuehua's weakness, threw her to the ground, and strangled her neck with both hands.

Jiang Yuehua struggled violently, but her physical strength had already reached its limit. Soon her struggling strength gradually weakened. In desperation, she had to surrender.

After the competition, the two men lay exhausted on the ring, smiled at each other, showing a sense of mutual understanding, and then gasped for breath.

Thunderous applause suddenly broke out in the audience. Amidst the warm applause, the two were helped off the stage by medical staff to receive treatment.