Tianxiang Valley, located in the eastern part of Xuan Kingdom, is a rare paradise in the Nine Kingdoms, with extremely rare seas of flowers and mulberry fields.
A senior master who once traveled around the world saw the scenery of Tianxiang Valley and left a poem that has been passed down for many years:
"He boasts that there are no equals in the world, and that he is the most fragrant person in the independent world!"
In the sea of flowers, many Tianxiang female disciples looked at the huge projection. When they saw Mei Yingxue's defeat, many Tianxiang disciples sighed.
"Senior Sister Mei actually lost."
"There's nothing we can do about it. Our opponent is Fang Lin, who once made a big fuss in Xuandu City."
"I didn't expect that Fang Lin would be so powerful now."
"Senior Sister Mei's strength is already better than that of the original crown prince Zhou Yishui, but she is still no match for Fang Lin."
"It can only show that Fang Lin is too strong."
"Master, my disciple has let you down." Mei Yingxue looked at the Master of Tianxiang Valley with some disappointment and said softly.
The master of Tianxiang Valley smiled slightly: "Don't worry, you have tried your best. Your opponent is stronger than you, so you can't do it just by force."
Mei Yingxue said: "Master, do you think Fang Lin can enter the next round of the Nine Kingdoms Prodigy Battle?"
Hearing this, the Master of Tianxiang Valley restrained his smile and his expression became a little serious: "I can't see through this boy's strength. If he has used all his strength today, it will be a little difficult to enter the next stage, but if he There should be no problem with hiding."
Mei Yingxue's expression was complicated. When Fang Lin was still in the Xuan Kingdom, his strength was far inferior to hers, but now, he has surpassed hers, and he even vaguely wants to compete with the geniuses of the Three Kingdoms.
Although Mei Yingxue was not jealous, it was difficult to calm down for a while.
"There is no need to be discouraged. Our martial arts in Tianxiang Valley is not weaker than many sects in the Three Kingdoms. With your qualifications, Yingxue, there is no chance that you can catch up with those in the Three Kingdoms." The master of Tianxiang Valley comforted him.
After defeating Mei Yingxue, Fang Lin also had a lot of emotions. His current strength is indeed different from what it used to be. Compared with when he was in Xuan Kingdom, it feels like the sky and the earth are different.
But can such strength really compete with those terrifying geniuses from the Three Kingdoms
Fang Lin is not belittling himself. In fact, the geniuses of the Three Kingdoms are all too abnormal and cannot be judged by common sense.
So far, Fang Lin has only had some confrontations with Long Zhiming, and Long Zhiming is not among the strongest geniuses in the Upper Three Kingdoms. There are many talented warriors who are more terrifying than Long Zhiming.
"I hope I won't meet the genius of the Three Kingdoms too soon, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be hit." Fang Lin said secretly in his heart, and then showed a wry smile. He actually still felt timid.
Half a month later, Fang Lin's ranking climbed again, and he has reached the position of more than 600. It is considered quite safe. Basically, as long as there are no big surprises, he can safely enter the next stage of the Nine Kingdoms. The battle between geniuses.
In the past half month, Fang Lin had encountered very strong opponents, none of whom were too weak. He even encountered two young masters from the Ling Kingdom, which really cost Fang Lin a lot of effort.
Lingguo is also one of the Three Kingdoms in China, but its national power is slightly higher than that of Xuanguo. Fang Lin has not had much contact with the geniuses of Lingguo.
The two Lingguo masters I met were indeed amazing, and their strength was not inferior to that of Mei Yingxue.
Of course, Fang Lin still defeated them. With Fang Lin's current strength, it was very easy to defeat ordinary spiritual powerhouses.
As for Mo Yun and Dugu Nian, the situation is not good.
Mo Yun has lost fifteen games in a row and has been kicked out. He is no longer eligible to participate in the Nine Kingdoms Prodigy Battle.
Dugu Nian was better, but he also suffered defeats one after another. Each opponent was stronger than the last, and he even met someone who went to the Three Kingdoms.
According to Dugu Nian himself, the master of the Three Kingdoms had the eighth level of spiritual veins, which was close to the ninth level of spiritual veins. He also had strong physical strength. The sound of her piano had little effect on him, and he was finally defeated by him.
Although he suffered several defeats, Dugu Nian also improved his strength through constant battles and was about to break through his spiritual veins.
Another three days passed, and after a battle, Dugu Nian successfully entered the first level of spiritual veins, although he failed.
In this way, Dugu Nian will not be at a big disadvantage in the next battle between geniuses.
On the twentieth day, Fang Lin finally faced an extremely powerful opponent.
In the independent space, when Fang Lin appeared, a man holding a sword also appeared opposite.
The moment the man with the sword appeared, Fang Lin's eyes became solemn, and he felt an unusually powerful aura from the other man.
Apart from the first time, there was also an obvious look of pride on the face of the man holding the sword, as if he didn't care about anyone.
Fang Lin could tell at a glance that this person must have an extraordinary background and have considerable strength, otherwise he would not have such an unruly demeanor.
Looking at the man, he seemed to be in his early thirties. He was not very handsome, but he was very masculine.
"Huh? Which country are you from?" When the man with the sword saw Fang Lin, he also frowned and asked.
Fang Lin said calmly: "I am from the Tang Dynasty."
When the man with the sword heard this, his brows furrowed further and he asked in confusion: "Are you a warrior from the Tang Kingdom? What's your name?"
Fang Lin sneered: "How can you know my name casually?"
When the man holding the sword heard this, a trace of anger appeared on his face. He was also a genius from the Three Kingdoms. Even if he was also from the Three Kingdoms, no one could talk to him with such an attitude.
"Hmph! Regardless of whether you are from the Tang Dynasty or not, since you met me, it is your misfortune." The man holding the sword said, his eyes became sharp.
Fang Lin did not dare to be careless. He patted the Jiugong bag and took out the Xuanhai dragon bone gun. He held it in front of him. The power of the dragon lingered around Fang Lin, and he could faintly hear the dragon's roar.
Seeing the Xuanhai dragon bone spear in Fang Lin's hand, the man holding the sword showed a bit of fear. He could see that the spear in Fang Lin's hand was very extraordinary. It was made of dragon bone. This was not something ordinary forces could do. The weapons he owns may be true, and they may really come from the Tang Dynasty.
But the man holding the sword was still very confused. Although he was not from the Tang State, he knew about the great geniuses in the Tang State. It seemed that the Tang State did not have such a young talent? And it seems that this young man's talent is only at the first level of spiritual veins.