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The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 831 - : Meeting An Acquaintance
Chapter 831: Chapter 831: Meeting An Acquaintance
Fang Lin’s kick was immensely powerful. The man immediately felt as if all his internal organs were about to shift out of place, causing him great discomfort.
Ignoring the pain, the man suddenly stirred his inner strength and channeled it into his longsword, making the blade even sharper and the sword qi more fierce.
Fang Lin immediately released his grip and didn’t dare to resist the oncoming sword qi with his flesh, while the man swiftly retreated, his face a mask of solemnity.
“Not bad, not bad, come again,” Fang Lin beckoned the man with a wave of his hand, smiling as he spoke.
The man’s complexion turned ugly as he felt insulted. He swished his longsword, sending a surging sword qi swirling around.
“Ten Thousand Swords Decree!” the man shouted coldly. Suddenly, sword shadows filled the sky like scattered flowers from heaven, engulfing Fang Lin with dense layers of sword images.
Fang Lin inwardly praised the sight but dared not be careless. The demon bone within his chest blossomed with light, and the pitch-black Kylin battle armor covered his entire body, securely protecting him.
Simultaneously, Fang Lin circulated the Purple Mist Sky Sutra, and with the rising of purple mist, his defense became even more astounding.
Boom, boom, boom!!
Sword shadows fell like rain. Fang Lin advanced instead of retreating, braving the dense sword shadows as he charged towards the man.
The man’s face changed dramatically, and with a slap to his Nine Palace Bag, he pulled out another longsword.
With both swords in hand, the man’s demeanor completely changed from before. His entire aura had also transformed.
Wielding both swords, he conjured two sword shadows that howled like flood dragons intertwining, their power greatly amplified compared to a single shadow.
“Well met!” Fang Lin roared. Martial arts of the Kylin manifested a huge Kylin phantom, which threw a punch at the approaching flood dragon sword qi.
Bang!
A deafening explosion echoed, and fearsome shockwaves spread in all directions. Fang Lin stood firm as a rock within the maelstrom, utterly immovable.
In contrast, the man let out a loud cry and was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth.
Fang Lin held back from attacking further. After this exchange, he had already won. The man no longer had the strength to engage with him.
As expected, the man lay on the ground, unable to rise, his eyes filled with regret and unwillingness.
“Fang Dading, nineteen consecutive victories!”
At the announcement, the opposing man’s face showed a look of horror. He hadn’t expected to encounter a freak with more than ten consecutive wins, no wonder the strength was there.
The man put on a wry smile, acknowledging his defeat was fair and vanished from the separate space.
Fang Lin also disappeared, returning to North Town Hall. He glanced at the Jade Slip, where his ranking hovered around five thousand.
“I’ve won nineteen consecutive matches and still find myself ranked at this position,” Fang Lin shook his head slightly.
At this moment, the names of the top ten talents on the list were all obscured by golden light, making it impossible to see who exactly stood in those high ranks.
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It seemed like there was an intention to conceal the names of the top ten talents, which led to widespread speculation among the martial artists of the Nine Countries.
“Concealing the names of the top ten on the talent list likely means there’s someone extraordinary up there, someone they don’t want to be easily known.”
“You’re wrong. They do this because the big shots from the Upper Three Countries are worried that if the top ten lack talents from their lands, it would be quite embarrassing. So, they cover it up, preventing others from seeing the scores.”
“Nonsense, the top ten will mostly be made up of people from the Upper Three Countries. Those big shots won’t worry about such things.”
“Then why cover the top ten with golden light? There must be a reason.”
“Humph! The most probable thing is that they are protecting these ten people.”
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The top ten ranking talents were already shrouded in golden light, and only the big shots of the Upper Three Countries, as well as the actual talents in the top ten, would know who was within that elite group.
This measure added an extra layer of mystery to the already prestigious top ten of the talent list.
As a result, the rankings immediately following the top ten became even more significant, considering that no one could see who the top ten were anymore. What you could see started with the eleventh place.
Fang Lin glanced at the people ranked around the teens; currently, a person named Lei Ao was in eleventh place.
In the top thirty rankings, most were the illustrious talents of the Upper Three Countries, with few names from outside appearing.
Fang Lin put away the jade slip and didn’t ponder further, as with his ability, securing a spot within the top ten thousand was fairly easy.
Of course, if he progressed to the next stage, he would encounter the talents from the Upper Three Countries, and that would be the real competition.
Another ten days passed, and Fang Lin had achieved thirty-eight consecutive victories without a single defeat, placing his ranking at around three thousand.
Very few of those from North Town Hall who participated in the Nine Countries Talent Battle remained, and they had more losses than wins. Once the defeats accumulated to thirty, they would be eliminated.
It was no surprise, though. While these pill refiners were skilled at pill refining, competing in martial arts against these talents was a formidable challenge.
Dugu Nian had lost eleven matches but achieved twenty-six victories, making his record the best in the North Town Hall, second only to Fang Lin.
Even Fang Lin himself hadn’t expected Dugu Nian to be so formidable, able to secure twenty-six victories.
In Fang Lin’s original estimation, it would have been impressive if Dugu Nian had managed about a dozen wins.
Dugu Nian’s ranking was also hovering around nine thousand, sometimes falling outside the top ten thousand.
If Dugu Nian had a bit more luck in the upcoming matches and achieved a streak of ten or more consecutive victories, then it was very likely he could maintain his rank within the top ten thousand.”
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With a flash of light, Fang Lin once again stepped into the solitary space, facing his thirty-ninth battle.
“I wonder what kind of opponent I will encounter this time?” Fang Lin was full of anticipation but kept a calm demeanor.
A figure slowly appeared opposite Fang Lin, and upon closer inspection, Fang Lin immediately froze.
The person across also froze before his expression turned extremely odd.
It was actually someone he knew!
“It’s actually you!” Both exclaimed in surprise, recognizing each other.
The person opposite was also a young man, wielding a silver longsword, dressed in a white robe, handsome in appearance.
Chen Wu, the top young master of Hazy Sect from Yun Country!
Fang Lin had clashed with this Chen Wu during the Great Competition of the Lower Three Kingdoms, a particularly difficult battle that only turned in Fang Lin’s favor when he resorted to using the Finger of the Firmament.
Fang Lin hadn’t expected to encounter this guy in the Nine Countries Talent Battle.
Chen Wu’s expression was sullen, utterly not anticipating to meet Fang Lin, and the thought of his past defeat made his expression grow even darker.