In the living room of the mansion where Xingyun Sect settled.
The leader, Lu Chaohuan, dismissed his servants and maids and handed a thin book to the head of the courtyard, Yang Lin.
"This is the information collected over the past three years. Brother Yang, please read it."
"intelligence?"
Yang Lin curiously took the book and opened it to see that it was filled with densely written in small regular script.
The content is all about the names, ages, origins, cultivation levels, martial arts skills, and general strength comments of the disciples from various countries participating in this martial arts competition...
"Brother Lu is really capable, he actually has such a good thing!"
Yang Lin's eyes lit up and he praised in surprise.
"How can I do this?"
Lu Chaohuan shook his head and said with a smile, "We sent people to collect this together with the Liyang Sect and Zhennan Sect. The imperial court also put in a lot of effort. It was just compiled into a book two days ago."
"It must have taken a lot of work, right?"
"Of course, but sects in various countries are on guard against it. The credibility of some of the content is questionable. It can only be used as a rough reference and cannot be fully trusted."
"I know, let me take a look first."
Yang Lin gathered his concentration and quickly scanned the text at a glance.
The further he looked back, the more solemn his expression became, and he murmured to himself: "It seems that the strength of all countries is much stronger than three years ago."
Lu Chaohuan agreed: "Yes, we are making progress, and others are not falling behind."
Yang Lin didn't speak any more and read down page after page. When he turned to the last page, he saw six words written on the header: Chief Disciple of the Four Kingdoms.
He raised his eyebrows and read slowly and carefully.
The first line reads: Borta, Wushu, Wuchuan Sect.
Twenty-nine years old, third level of blood realm, earth attribute.
Martial Arts: Gathering Body Technique, Heavy Mountain Fist.
Comments: Strong and tall, with strength and resistance rarely seen in the world.
According to various verifications, Borta's heavy mountain boxing training has reached the fifth level. With the blessing of body gathering technique, he is strong but not slow.
Weaknesses: Inadequate flexibility in small areas.
"I guessed it would be him!"
Yang Lin sighed: "Borta entered the top four in the last martial arts competition, but unfortunately lost to the leader of that year."
"Three years have passed now, and the other three in the top four are all over thirty. He is the only one left. I'm afraid no one can control him!"
Lu Chaohuan didn't say anything, and motioned him to look down with his eyes.
"Is it possible that there is something stronger?"
Yang Lin was confused and continued to look at the next person.
McQueen, Weitz, Flame Sect.
Twenty-six years old, second level of blood realm, with attributes of wind and fire.
Martial Arts: Wind Flame Palm, Red Leg Training.
Comments: Wind and fire coexist, and driven by the wind attribute, the Wind Flame Palm is better than the flaming knife. McQueen seized the position of chief disciple two years ago and was cultivated by the three elders of the Flame Sect.
Weaknesses: Too much emphasis on the fire attribute, weak on the wind attribute, and unbalanced cultivation of both attributes.
Seeing this, Yang Lin was surprised and said: "I remember that Wei Zi's strongest disciple is Su Mu. He is thirty years old this year and has an advantage in age. He actually lost to a disciple four years younger than him."
Lu Chaohuan said: "Yes, and it was two years ago, when McQueen was only twenty-four years old."
"Awesome!"
Yang Lin said, looking at the third one.
Li Taiqing, Xiuzhao, Qingzhu Sect.
Twenty-six years old, second level of blood realm, wood genus.
Martial Arts: Yin Wood Palm, Ancient Vine Strength.
Comments: Yinmu Palm is the unique skill of the Green Bamboo Sect. Once practiced, it is not afraid of the conflict between metal and fire. The strength of the ancient vine is extremely strong and tough. The two techniques, one offensive and one defensive, complement each other.
Weaknesses: He has risen in the past six months. He was not taken seriously by the sect before and lacks actual combat experience.
Yang Lin's face was full of confusion, "When did this Li Taiqing appear?"
"Although McQueen of Weitz is young, he participated in the martial arts competition last time. I have never even heard of this person's name."
Lu Chaohuan smiled and explained: "Because he practices Yin Mu Palm. This technique is rather strange and is not gradual. Before it reaches great success, it does not have much power."
"But once it is completed, the strength will suddenly increase dozens of times!"
"It is said that Li Taiqing has always been unknown. He only mastered Yinmu Palm in the second half of last year. He swept through the two major disciples of Xiuzhao and became the chief."
"I see!"
Yang Lin sighed with emotion, "The strongest disciples from all countries in the past were basically old people from the previous class, but this time they are mostly rookies and young. They are really formidable!"
As he spoke, he read the introduction of the last disciple. Halfway through, his face changed and he took a breath of cold air.
Basang, Wuche, Vajra Sect.
Twenty-four years old, second level of blood realm, thunder attribute.
Martial Arts: Seal Wolf Slash, Thunder Blade Fist.
Origin: The son of a herdsman in Fenglang Mountain. Before practicing martial arts, he lived a savage-like life alone in the mountains.
He is extremely talented. By observing wolves and goshawks hunting, he figured out a set of boxing techniques and practiced hard to fight against wild beasts.
When he was seventeen years old, he was discovered by Sa Tianci, the elder of the Vajra Sect, that he had a talent for thunder, and he was brought back to the Vajra Sect to train him.
Yang Lin's heart sank when he saw the three words "Sa Tian Ci".
Back then, he reached the semi-finals of the martial arts tournament and had a chance to win the championship, but was defeated by Sa Tianci.
The opponent's powerful thunder boxing technique made him unforgettable to this day.
"Elder Shui Jing said that Satian Ci accepted a disciple, who is Basang?"
"Yes, that's him."
Lu Chaohuan nodded and said, "There are very few people with lightning talent in the world. Sa Tian has been searching for him for decades, but he didn't expect to find him."
Yang Lin glanced at the end of the page, and there were only two lines of words.
Comments: The strength and speed are unparalleled in the world, and the lightning attack is invincible at the same level.
Weaknesses: None.
Yang Lin touched the raised beard on his lips and said with a sudden look on his face, "I remember, the disciple of Wuchezong whom Huoshan sent to assassinate was Basang?"
Lu Chaohuan nodded slightly, "Exactly."
Yang Lin spat lightly, "Don't tell me, the old thief Huoshan is really good at judging people. If it were me, I would also like to kill Basang."
"He is only twenty-four years old. Counting this time, he can participate in three martial arts competitions in total. How can this be possible!"
Lu Chaohuan joked: "Brother Yang, please stay here. Besides, I'm a little tempted."
Then, with a serious look on his face, he said, "Do you think anyone in Vietnam can defeat these four people? Or rather, defeat one of them?"
Yang Lin laughed dumbly, "Brother Lu, you are really stumping me."
"No matter how lavishly written things are on paper, you can't count them without seeing them with your own eyes. How can I comment?"
Lu Chaohuan said calmly: "Then we will estimate it based on the paper."
Yang Lin thought for a while, then slapped his thigh, "I'm talking nonsense, just listen to it."
Lu Chaohuan sat up straight, with an attitude of listening attentively, "Okay!"
Yang Lin buried his head in deep thought, and then said after a long time: "It's difficult! I dare say these four people can easily win in a one-on-one fight with the top four last year."
"The chief disciples of our three major sects in Dai Viet are Xiao Jin, Huang Guanglie, and He Liancheng. The most powerful one in the last Neibei Competition was He Liancheng."
"He Liancheng has no chance against Basan or Bolta. Against McQueen and Li Taiqing, the chance of winning is less than 30%."
"so little?"
"Is it possible that you think so?"
Lu Chaohuan's eyes were blazing and he said, "Brother Yang, actually what I want to ask is Zhao Lin."
(End of chapter)
