C123 The Proud Son of Heaven

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, another quarter of an hour had passed. At this moment, even the royal family could no longer sit still, and the Imperial Court had even gathered together to take this matter very seriously.

If the young generation of the Lin Clan were to die in the royal family's territory... It might really cause a great war between the two tribes. Therefore, he immediately gave the order and sent people to search for them.

At the same time, he also used a similar method to contact the people from the Lin Clan.

However, the strange thing was that the experts of the royal family who came with Lin Clan couldn't be contacted. It had to be said that this was a very miraculous thing. However, most of them were worried.

They sent out many people to search for them, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

However, just as these experts walked out of the imperial capital, all of a sudden.

A dozen or so carriages appeared in the distant horizon. Among them, there were actually a number of carriages that belonged to Flood Dragons.

Although only one flood dragon was allocated to one or two carriages. However, it was enough to shock the world.

The Flood Dragons were extremely powerful, and they would surely advance to the Battle Saint in the future. But now, they had actually given a carriage to someone, and this had given them an unexpected result.

At the same time, they had also guessed who it was that had such a huge amount of resources.

Three Flood Dragons were pulling a carriage, and the owner of this carriage was Lin Pengpeng.

The owner of the carriage was Lin Zhaoyang, and the last carriage was guarded by a Battle Saint. This was a carriage pulled by the three-headed flood dragon.

The carriage soared into the sky and sped towards them from afar. It left behind streaks of light under the morning sun. They were like shooting stars that tore through the sky.

They were extremely dazzling and eye-catching.

The horse carriage slowly walked over, attracting the attention of everyone present, making everyone's eyes widen. They watched as the carriage slowly approached.

The Flood Dragon roared, shaking the mountains. Even the surrounding clouds were scattered. It could be seen how powerful the Flood Dragon was. However, even though it was so powerful, it was still used as a landline machine. How pathetic!

As they slowly descended, experts from the royal family immediately went forward to welcome them. That was a Battle Saint of the royal family, and he was also the prime minister. It could be said that he had both power and influence. It was still reasonable for him to come and take over the royal family.

This prime minister was wearing a purple moon-shaped robe, which was a special kind of robe. In the Royal Family, only the prime ministers could wear it.

Beside the prime minister was a general, who was also a Battle Saint. The welcome of the two Saints was enough to prove how important the royal family was.

The first carriage of the Flood Dragon, Thora, came down. It was a middle-aged man. A little bit of combat strength was released from his body, and people knew that his strength was unfathomable.

An ordinary Battle Saint might not be able to last long in his hands. It was extremely terrifying.

After that... When the Prime Minister and the Grand Marshal saw the aura of this middle-aged man, their faces froze slightly. It only took a moment for him to become abnormally solemn. In the next moment... The Prime Minister welcomed him with a smile and said, "Brother Lin Quan, how have you been?"

The general still stuck close to his face and looked at Lin Quan. He snorted coldly and did not say a word.

Lin Quan also bowed to the Prime Minister and said, "I really did not expect that it was you two who came to welcome me." He looked at the expressionless Grand Marshal. He said, "It's been so many years since I've seen you being so heartless. The past matters have already passed. Is there a need to be calculative? "

The Grand Marshal did not respond to Lin Quan's words at all. He did not look at Lin Quan either.

On the other side, Lin Pengxun and Lin Zhaoyang, who was ranked fourth, walked down. The rest of the people followed behind them.

The ten proud sons of heaven were still proud of themselves. They didn't even bother to look at the crowd. However, their strength could not be underestimated either.

The Grand Marshal glanced at the ten youths. When he glanced at Pengpeng, he nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad."

The people around the Grand Marshal glanced at Lin Pengpeng. One had to know that the Grand Marshal would not easily praise people. Even the royal family had not been praised by the Grand Marshal. At this moment, praising an outsider was naturally worth looking at.

Then he looked at the other youths and nodded. "Not bad, not bad. This time, many powerhouses came. It's just that your top three youths did not come. It's a little regretful."

Lin Zhaoyang could not help but clench his fists under his robe. He was only the fourth place, and he was only the ninth. He could not help but be in the limelight. He was the center of attention no matter where he went.

Even the great marshal of the royal family had temporarily ignored him because of him. This made Lin Zhaoyang very unhappy.

Lin Pengpeng frowned. He naturally felt Lin Zhaoyang's killing intent. If it was said that Lin Zhaoyang had maintained hostility towards him after the war, it had completely changed to killing intent.

However, Lin Pengpeng did not care much about it. If nothing unexpected happened, Lin Pengpeng could have won the third or fourth place. However, accidents would always happen.

In the real finals, Lin Pengpeng met the number one expert of Lin Clan in the beginning. The two of them fought for a few minutes and ended in failure.

He had suffered an unknown injury. Before he could recover from it, he immediately met the number two expert of the Lin Clan. They fought with all their might. In the end, he still failed and suffered an even more severe injury.

After the second place ended, they encountered the third place. Due to the injuries in their bodies, they could only fight with 70% of their combat strength. They were simply not a match for the third place at their peak.

Thus, the final match ended with three consecutive kneels. It could be said that they were extremely unlucky. It was because of these three consecutive kowtows that Lin Pengpeng was ranked ninth. If not, he would definitely be ranked even higher.

Lin Quan frowned. He was unhappy that the Grand Marshal had instigated a dispute within his clan. However, what the Grand Marshal had said was the truth. There was nothing he could refute.

Besides, he also hoped that the two of them would have an unusual fight and see who was more powerful. Therefore, he did not say anything.

However, the other geniuses of the royal family naturally understood the meaning behind these words. All of them acted as if they didn't hear him.

Only two or three of them stood silently behind Lin Zhaoyang. It seemed like they were on Lin Zhaoyang's side. However, none of them were on Lin Pengpeng's side.

Lin Pengpeng was expressionless, as if he did not see this move. He looked at the general and only asked, "Has Xue Wenhao come?"

The general looked at Lin Pengpeng in surprise, then shook his head and said, "No."

Lin Pengpeng nodded and did not say anything else.

When someone heard this, they also asked, "Who is Xue Wenhao? What kind of person is he, to actually attract Lin Pengpeng's attention?"

Someone who knew Lin Pengpeng also said, "I heard that the people of Xue Family are also geniuses. He is also one of the top ten experts in Xue Clan. If nothing unexpected happened during this tough-training trip, they would have met Lin Pengpeng. It was hard to say whether the two of them had fought before. Furthermore, Lin Pengpeng had been defeated. I'm 80% certain that I'll be able to get rid of my previous shame this time."

With just a short conversation, one of them immediately explained the cause and effect of the incident. Just this alone was enough for him to ride on a talented person. However, after he finished speaking, he immediately disappeared into the crowd. He didn't want to attract people's attention.

Slowly, the rumors began to spread. It had to be said that people were really good at talking.

Lin Pengpeng acted as if he hadn't heard these discussions. After a while, he looked at the Grand Marshal and said coldly, "When will it start?"

"The gathering of heroes will begin in twenty-eight days. It will be at the Yuan Sun Hu. Someone will notify you at that time." The Grand Marshal was expressionless as well. When he spoke, everyone felt that it was very strange.

Lin Pengpeng did not say another word. He entered his carriage and began cultivating inside. He did not want to waste any time. It seemed that the blow to Lin Pengpeng that time was not small.

The general watched Lin Pengpeng enter the carriage and did not say a word. He thought to himself, This person is suitable to be a soldier. Less nonsense, he is a talent that can be molded."

Even the Battle Saint Lin Quan of Lin Clan felt helpless when he saw Lin Pengpeng's expression. Obviously, he knew Lin Pengpeng's character very well.

The prime minister and Lin Quan exchanged a few pleasantries before entering the city one after another.

The onlookers were also watching from afar.

As for the elites of the Lin Clan, they chose to ignore these people.

The next day, the same list was given to the geniuses of the Lin Clan.

Lin Pengpeng naturally had one. He held the list and began to slowly flip through it. The people on this list needed to be remembered.

Some had a strong background, and some were absolute experts.

Lin Pengpeng read it overnight. Slowly, he saw a familiar face. Young Master Yeh had broken through to the Battle Master at such a young age, and his strength was also abnormally strong. He could be considered a formidable opponent.

Lin Pengpeng flipped through the pages again. Not long after, he saw another familiar face. Liu Shuai was handsome, but his strength was not weak. The feather fan in his hand was like a mountain and sea fan. Its power was astonishing, and it could shake the Advanced Battle Master.

After that, Lin Pengpeng saw many familiar faces, but most of them were strangers.

Halfway through the book, Lin Pengpeng also saw Hong Feng, Hong Feng, and Boys Group. Hong Feng had defeated Liu Qiankun, and he had a skill called God Chopping Spell, as well as an unknown skill.

After Lin Pengpeng finished reading the introduction, he paused for three seconds. Then, he flipped to another page and closed it. The fighting spirit in his heart was burning.

One expert after another came out. There were hundreds of them. Every one of them was a proud son of heaven. Every one of them was an expert who could jump ranks to fight.

Someone like Ding Huidong wasn't even on the ranking list because he was too weak. He had just broken through to the Battle Master, and he didn't know if he could jump ranks to fight, and he had even surpassed two levels in a row.

The names on this ranking list were all geniuses who could shake the Advanced Battle Master. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been recorded.

After the book was given to the Lin Clan for a day, it immediately spread across the streets and alleys of the royal family.