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Chapter 594: The King Descends from the Sky, Swords Fall Like Rain (Please Refresh)
Unlike the ordinary competitions in the martial arts world, there are many contestants from other regions, ranging from competitions of magic, killing, alchemy, and sorcery... mixed competitions of men and women, to team formation attack and defense competitions. Except for the Hehuan Sect which prohibits communication, there are all kinds of competitions.

It looks like a real academic exchange competition among all realms?

However, if you are aiming for the highest prize, after rounds of screening, no matter which region you are in, you will have to rely on your hard power to advance.

Some token holders even brought an entire family or a sect with them, so during the selection phase, a melee mechanism was adopted to open up the cave world, with every fifty people randomly assigned to a cave world.

Of course, it can’t be considered a battle royale mode, as the main purpose is to allow the stronger contestants to let loose.

After participants enter the cave, they can advance as long as they defeat randomly matched opponents.

Anyway, there is no need to worry about casualties in Yinglong Tower, and some people regard it as a rare opportunity for practical training.

Perhaps it was because the focus was on the new guests who appeared in the Qiongqi Tower, or perhaps it was because Shang Xiaoyue was using the backend permissions to screen the list of unfamiliar guests who had tokens and had just registered.

"Lu Mingfei?"

"Lu Mingfei!"

"Which Lu Mingfei?!"

"That Lu Mingfei!"

Not only Shang Yue, but even Bei Wu Nan Gua who was paying attention to this place, his eyelids jumped and his heart suddenly stopped a beat when he saw this name.

“Good, good.” The fat monk Dainichi Tathagata wiped the sweat off his face with the lottery ticket and was suddenly stunned: “Girl, can I redeem the prize later?!”

Ruhua shook her head, and Dainichi Tathagata's face twitched and he quickly took out a ball of real fire to dry the wet lottery ticket.

At this time, Lu Mingfei was standing on the square arena, watching more and more spectators coming, and he was a little confused.

It shouldn't be the case. This is even more grand than the one next door by Xiao Yan. You don't go to see Mo Qi's poor boy but come to see him. Do you have a dead kid in your heart too?
It hurts, it hurts too much.
Lu Mingfei noticed that more and more eyes were focused on him, as if he was back in the cinema when he graduated from high school. He strode onto the stage and was scanned by all kinds of eyes.

But this time it was a little different. Although he was playing a clown then, the focus of the whole audience was not on him. But this time, all the eyes filled with scrutiny and horror were looking at him.

Could it be that "Dragon Clan" is selling well in Zhutian City or something?
That shouldn't be the case. Could he have some bad intentions? He should have used Xiao Bailong's alias earlier.
Lu Mingfei really wanted to say something, but his current character was an expert, and experts couldn’t speak casually.

【Please prepare yourselves! 】

In a moment, a bolt of lightning pierced through the sky, and lightning shot straight to the center of the sky.

The previously slightly noisy scenery inside the tower has been transformed into a quiet paradise far away from the hustle and bustle under the mighty power of creation.

Lu Mingfei still maintained that stern expression, wearing the school uniform of Kassel Academy, and chose a path along which a spring flowed, and walked down along it.

"It's this piece of trash"

When Shang Yue saw Lu Mingfei's dead eyes and sleepy look for the first time, the stone in her heart instantly fell to the ground.

Not long after, a thousand-foot-long white snake rose and fell in the clouds, its eyes like the blue sky flashing with faint light, its scales visible, and there were two bulges on its head.

"It's Bai Suzhen. This useless person is in trouble." Shang Yue sneered and then ordered:
"Xiao Yue, after he is eliminated, arrange for someone to ask him if he wants to sell blood. Bring him some slightly tempting products, and his Golden Core cultivation will be good."

He was too lazy to even watch the scene where this guy was killed instantly by Bai Suzhen. It had been more than three hundred years since Bai Suzhen came to Zhutian City. Her strength was no longer what it used to be. It would be useless even if Lu Mingfei called his brother over at this time.

Seeing Shang Yue's attitude, the people around who were a little nervous just now breathed a sigh of relief, but they were also a little curious.

"Mall owner, do you know this Lu Mingfei?"

"A protagonist who is unlikely to achieve great things is not worth mentioning."

Shang Yue shook his head. The projected image of the cave had undergone terrifying changes.

The thousand-meter-high frenzy that lasted for days on end swept through everything in the cave world with a destructive attitude, and the frost and cold announced the arrival of the end in advance.

This is the impact and change brought by Zhutian City
Give the weak the opportunity to become stronger and the strong the opportunity to become even stronger.

The moment Shang Yue turned his head calmly, a glimpse of gold suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he glanced at it subconsciously.
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The golden crown that covers the sky and the sun, the golden trunk that penetrates the entire sky and earth, and the golden leaves slowly fall with the breeze.

Surrounding it are gray and white city ruins in the Western medieval style. Under the sacred yet not dazzling golden light, the passage of time seems to have slowed down.

On the throne, Lu Mingfei sat quietly in the center, his expression showing no sadness or joy, he just stared at the violent tide coming from the front. His sleepy look just now seemed like a contempt for all this.

"Those who overstep their authority should bow their heads and pay homage to the emperor."

His black eyes burned fiercely and turned into golden pupils that were not stained by dust. He stared at the white python hidden in the mist and gave his orders.

Bai Suzhen's snake pupils suddenly shrank. The moment she looked into those golden pupils, a fear from her blood made her feel cold all over. Her magical power that could stir up huge waves expelled her body uncontrollably.

The python transformed into a human body, and she turned into a woman in a plain skirt and flew into the air. She put her hands in front of her chest, bowed her head slightly, moved her hands slightly, bent her knees slightly, and bowed.

"Little Fairy Bai Suzhen has met the Dragon King"

Bai Suzhen bit her lips lightly, her teeth biting through her red lips and causing blood to flow out. She regained some clarity under the stimulation of pain: "For Xu Lang I must become stronger"

Bai Suzhen's appearance, which was as beautiful as a fairy just now, became hideous and terrifying. Inhuman features emerged from her face, and her pair of snake eyes trembled but did not lose their tenacity.

"Lord Dragon, please forgive me for my offense!"

She pulled out an oil-paper umbrella from her sleeve and opened it, as if she was wrapped in a ball of darkness, and the oppressive force of her blood and status was blocked.

Soon, countless small rivers converged, and amid the painful wails and screams of the women and snakes, poisonous water replaced the flood river and merged into the raging tide. A purple aura filled the air, and decay and withering became the end of all things in its path.

Lu Mingfei could feel the determination and madness in the other party. If Su Lin hadn't suddenly sent him a message asking him to win the game "gorgeously", he could have actually changed the track.

Mr. Lu has achieved the triple freedom of love, destiny and wealth. He has no shortage of cosmic resources and can even lie down and do nothing.

But looking at the White Snake in this state, Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered that if the situation had developed normally, it would probably be the same when he was fighting for his life with Herzog.

Although he didn't know what the other party had experienced, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but feel some sympathy when he saw the white snake, which was bleeding poisonously from its wounds, spitting out poisonous breath, and trying hard to maintain its sanity.

Life is not a comedy movie. It is unrealistic that all lovers can finally get married.

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He reached out and plucked a fallen leaf from the strong wind. A chaotic flame mark ignited on the withered golden leaf, starting from Lu Mingfei's right palm, spreading to the throne and burning everything around it. The tongues of fire rose up along the earth.

The moment when the golden tree was fully ignited and burning fiercely.

With flames covering his entire body, Lu Mingfei, who seemed to be self-immolating, stood up from the throne. His huge dragon wings stretched out across the membrane, looking ferocious and majestic, as if embracing the entire world.

Cities, mountains, white snakes, frenzy, heaven and earth, the world, everything was enveloped in the flames of chaos, ushering in an epic chapter of destruction.

The whole audience watched this scene in silence until the cave was destroyed and the game was over. No one even cared about the other contestants.
When Lu Mingfei emerged from the ring, he cut the tip of his index finger with lust, and a drop of golden blood flew into the dying, charred mouth of a snake. Then he swept his gaze across the faces of the onlookers, came to a red-haired woman in a witch's costume, and stared coldly at the noble young man who had just been chatting him up.

"If this weren't the Zhutian City, I would kill all your clans."

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The noble young man ran away in shame.

Huili looked at Lu Mingfei who was holding her hand and walking away quickly, and smiled: "Huili will not run away."

"It hurts so much to cut my finger," Lu Mingfei said in pain, "I can't act anymore."

"Then I'll blow on you and it won't hurt."

Shang Yueren was confused. If he hadn't seen Lu Mingfei leaving with a red-haired girl in a witch costume, he would have thought that this Lu Mingfei was not that Lu Mingfei.

What I watched before was a fake dragon clan?

The Dragon Clan only appeared in the fourth part when I traveled through time.
Could it be that this is the Lu Mingfei in the finale, and he also saved Uesugi Eri?
What the hell is he calling himself "I", the Black King Nidhogg? !

"Donor, could you please make way for me?"

Shang Yue looked back and saw the monk who had been in the limelight recently, who he didn't know whether it was Tang Sanzang or Tang Sanzang, was looking at him with a smile and a kind tone, and the nine-ring staff in his hand made a tinkling sound with every step he took.

"Of course, please come in, Master." Shang Yue said politely.

"Donor Shang, wounds from wounds can be easily healed, but bad words are hard to forget. It doesn't matter what you think in your heart, but in public, be careful of what you say."

Su Lin smiled slightly and raised his finger to make a silent gesture: "In reality, it is better not to have stereotypes about others."

"Thank you for your teachings, Master." Shang Yue nodded, but didn't take it too seriously.

Some guests nearby who were dressed in modern clothes were talking about something controversial like King Elden, the Magic Ring, and Crazy Fire, which attracted Shang Yue's attention.

He was just about to go up and have a few words with me.
"Let me go! Let your big-gutted Knight King and the twin-tailed goddess go with you! I don't want to participate in any competition with you!"

"Stop it, Illya. It's rare that I don't have to go to work today."

The girl's sweet voice and the boy's excited voice mixed in with the noise from not far away. Following behind Tang Sanzang was the Fuyuki bulldozer Emiya Shirou whom Shang Yue had seen before.

"No, no, no, no! Shirou, let me go and go be with your wives!!!"

Illya was carried on Shirou Emiya's shoulders, and her calf struggled and kicked him on the back of the shoulder.

Naturally, Emiya Shirou didn't care about this strength, and continued to talk to himself:
"Today's sword exchange competition is about the sword of affection and the sword of ruthlessness. The sword of affection believes that feelings are also an important part, and requires you to bring a partner to participate. How can I participate without Illya to accompany me?"

"If that's the case, there's really nothing I can do to you." Illya lowered her head shyly: "Who told you that I'm your only companion?"

Sword cultivators are a bit strange in the entire Zhutian City. Basically, they are the same as black magicians among magicians. They always act independently, especially after the number of sword cultivators increased.

Even if there were no exchange competitions held at Yinglong Tower, this group of sword practitioners would still hold sword exchanges every 24 hours of the 365 days a year.

The difference between the compassionate sword art and the ruthless sword art is a classic topic. To outsiders, it seems that these sword practitioners are just looking for an excuse to discuss sword skills.

These intelligence agents all know this, but.
Taoist companion group???
No, what route did you take?!

That's your half sister!!!

Shang Yue was speechless for a moment, and even the modern guests who were discussing the Elden Ring just now were stunned. They hurriedly followed and followed Emiya Shirou's footsteps to the Kendo section of the Zhutian Exchange Competition.

This place is in the middle area between martial arts and immortality, and it also conforms to the inclusive concept of the sword path that does not ask about origin or whether one is immortal or mortal.

"Those who believe that kendo is compassionate should go this way, and those whose names are called should go inside. No one will be waiting after that."

"Chen Changsheng, Xu Yourong."

A woman in a white veil and a handsome man walked in.

"Li Xiaoyao, Zhao Linger."

"Here, wait a minute!"

A slightly frivolous young man walked inside with a pure and lovely girl.

"What about your Taoist partner?"

"I am Lin Xue Ya."

"Wait! I'm going to the Ruthless Swordsmanship side!"

An unkempt man pushed aside the shabby young man with white hair and brocade clothes next to him and walked to the other side as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

"I always feel like I got a bad deal on Zhutian City." Su Lin stood on the side of Wuqing Jiandao with a pistol in his hand, grinning and exclaiming, "This place is full of talented people."

"Sir." The manager took a look at the gun in Su Lin's hand and said, "The supernatural power and gun skills exchange competition is on the other side, and this side is the sword exchange competition."

"I know. I used to be called a swordsman." Under the watchful eyes of the swordsmen, sword cultivators, and sword immortals around him, Su Lin raised his pistol and fired a shot into the sky: "But times have changed."

A cold light spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, slashing out a sword beam tens of thousands of meters long in the sky.

"Please come in. Next one is Ye Gucheng."

The unusual movement here quickly attracted many people. After all, the sword-fighting between sword practitioners usually involves real skills. To put it simply, you can see rivers of blood.

Ye Gucheng stepped forward and said, "I don't understand your sword. May I ask if it has a name?"

It's right that you don't understand. The sword energy and sword intent are all from others. Many true understandings of swordsmanship also come from the life insights of Caruso's soul fragments. Su Lin is only responsible for compressing these things and pushing them into the bullets.

"This move is called All Living Beings, the Sword of All Living Beings." Su Lin said seriously.

"No wonder. There are so many different kinds of people." Ye Gucheng seemed to understand something, walked to the side, hugged his sword and thought.

[Please prepare yourself, this exchange competition is a battle of kendo concepts, and one side will not be considered the winner until it is completely defeated by the other side. ]

The world changed, night fell, and fine snowflakes floated in the sky.

On the endless snowfield, the moonlight shines through the gaps in the clouds, sprinkles on the snow, and reflects a faint silver light.

A samurai wearing a bamboo hat came out and said, "Yagyu Tajima, please teach me."

"Swordsmanship, sword intention, sword heart, a swordsman only needs to be honest with the sword, not with people, so the way of swordsmanship is ruthless." A swordsman in plain clothes carrying a erhu came out, "My name is Wuming."

At this time, Su Lin winked at Shirou Emiya opposite him.

Shirou Emiya avoided his gaze, but when he saw the message in the chat group, he suddenly felt a little numb.

Su Lin: "Show your power, show your power to me quickly, you are the only one whose performance is not up to standard this month!"

Ye Fan: "Emperor Xian of Han here has a big order! @Emiya Shirou, GKD, back to work overtime!"

Su Lin: "Why work overtime? I haven't even completed my targets yet!"

Ye Fan: "Do you know how rich this Liu Xie is!?"

Su Lin: "Then I will have to pilot the Emiya Unit-01 to make a quick decision, just like I did before, but this time I won't use any props. I'll have to ask you to open the skull and let me operate it. @Emiya Shirou."

Ye Fan: "Don't forget to give out Chamber of Commerce business cards to potential customers around you."

"." Shirou Emiya carried Illya on his back, took a step forward, and said, "Everyone here, come together. I'm in a hurry."

"Oh?" Shang Buhuan touched the tip of his nose and showed an interested look.

As soon as these words were spoken, several people who were originally immersed in Su Lin's sword came back to their senses. Among them were immortals who practiced swordsmanship, and even the practitioners of the swordsmanship of love showed surprised expressions.

But soon, they found out where Emiya Shirou's confidence came from.

"Illya, the soul materialization and mana replenishment are left to you."

"When you ask for a favor, you should be polite. I can't hear you~"

In response to the girl's deliberate words, Emiya Shirou turned his head and pecked her lightly on the lips.

"please."

"it is good"

After receiving a reply as soft as a mosquito's hum, Emiya Shirou concentrated his attention and closed his eyes for a moment to calm his mind.

The leaping flames turned into an endless horizon, opening up the road ahead. The sword vision in the wheel sea mixed with the inherent barrier to form an extremely real sword world.

He held the sword on his back, rose into the air, stood in the air, raised his hand as if holding up the bright moon, and while activating the secret of the word "Soldier", a magnificent torrent of swords covered the entire world.

The Merciless Swordsman suppressed the sword in his hand and could actually sense a terrifying force that was about to summon his own sword into the sea of ​​swords.

"Sir, I recognize your strength." Yagyu Tajima said, "But this has nothing to do with the Sword of Love, right?"

“No, it does matter.”

Emiya Shirou's eyes swept across the weapons in their hands, instantly analyzing the history contained in them: "I leave it to you, Illya."

As soon as he finished speaking, vast soul power emerged from the projected weapons, outlining and fixing themselves in the air into the same shape as their owners.

It is not a person's soul, but a replica of his sword and martial arts that are materialized through the soul, and possesses the complete swordsmanship of its owner!
"I can't do this alone, so this is the way of the compassionate sword." Shirou Emiya said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)