All this happened in an instant, only a dozen breaths of time, but a foreign cultivator at the peak of the third level of immortality was killed by Liu Xun, and the surrounding cultivators had not yet reacted.
If I tell others about breaking the calamity and killing the immortal, I'm afraid no one would believe it. But now it is happening right before their eyes. The Chinese cultivators around him slowly wake up, and their eyes are filled with blazing light when they look at Liu Xun, while those foreign cultivators are extremely pale and look at Liu Xun with fear.
"This guy... still likes to be in the spotlight." Di Yi looked at Liu Xun's back, shook his head and smiled. He had already discovered Liu Xun's identity.
Since the fluctuations in the cultivation of the immortal cultivator had alarmed the entire Central Region City, Emperor Yuan and others naturally came here to watch. At this time, Emperor Yuan looked in the direction of Liu Xun, frowned and whispered: "He gave me the feeling that he was a human being, but when I looked closely, he was not. He did not have the fluctuations of Brother Liu's aura at all..."
"Time can change a lot, but a person's aura is not easy to change. He can't be Liu Xun! After being poisoned by the Supreme Corpse and entering the Supreme Tomb, I'm afraid no one can survive." Huang Daorou raised her eyebrows and snuggled against Di Yuan's chest. A lot of things happened in the past ten years. Di Yuan had married Huang Daorou three years ago.
"No, there is no such coincidence in the world. There are not many people in the whole of China who can defeat the strong with the weak, but those people are all famous heroes. I want to ask them." Huang Tianlin looked at Liu Xun's figure, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but the next moment it turned into a long rainbow and fell in front of Liu Xun.
Liu Xun was chatting with the Chinese monks around him at this time. The sudden appearance of Huang Tianlin made him stunned. Looking at the face that was almost exactly the same as Shi Meng, and the sadness in his eyes, Liu Xun really wanted to hug her in his arms, but he couldn't. He had a plan in his mind, and now was not the time to reveal his identity.
"I am here to see the goddess. I wonder what important matter you have for me?" Liu Xun learned from the cultivator that Huang Tianlin did not participate in the battle to become the king, and had only been looking for one person for ten years. He suppressed his emotional fluctuations and asked calmly.
"Do you know Liu Xun?" Huang Tianlin frowned slightly when he heard the words, and after sighing, he still asked, but the trace of fatigue in his eyes did not escape Liu Xun's eyes.
Liu Xun sighed inwardly when he heard this, and chuckled, "I think the goddess may have recognized the wrong person. My name is Liu Tian, but I have the same last name as the person the goddess is looking for."
Huang Tianlin nodded when she heard this, because it was no longer a secret that she had been looking for Liu Xun's whereabouts for the past ten years, so it was reasonable for her to know about it. She took a deep breath, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and said, "I wonder if Brother Liu could take off his bamboo hat."
Liu Xun was shocked when he heard this, and immediately replied: "Sorry, this is the rule of my sect. All the energy in my body is locked in my face. If my skills are not fully developed, I cannot take off my bamboo hat. I hope the goddess will understand."
Huang Tianlin bowed to Liu Xun and said, "Sorry to bother you."
She knew that some mysterious sects had peculiar skills, and it was not strange for the energy to be in the face, so she could only give up.
Liu Xun secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Huang Tianlin leave, but at this moment, Huang Tianlin suddenly turned around. Liu Xun was startled and looked at Huang Tianlin in confusion. Huang Tianlin smiled and said, "Brother Liu killed Degut, which means that all his honors will be transferred to Brother Liu. I wonder if Brother Liu is interested in the battle to be crowned king?"
Liu Xun heard this and knew how the honor points of the crowning battle were calculated. Even if one person defeated another, the honor points of the loser would be transferred to the winner, and so on. The person with the highest honor points would be crowned the king! Of course, special circumstances were not ruled out, that is, all the contestants were killed, and the one who survived would be the king.
"Regarding the battle for the Four Heavenly Kings to be crowned kings, I, Liu, will do my best. After all, we cannot let foreign monks seize the throne. If unfortunately this happens, it will be the greatest humiliation in the history of China." Liu Xun answered softly with an indifferent expression.
"Okay, then Brother Liu, please go to the Chinese competition venue to register your personal information. If I remember correctly, Brother Liu should have a fight in the afternoon, so I hope Brother Liu will be mentally prepared." After Huang Tianlin finished speaking, he disappeared in the crowd, leaving only the numb and confused Liu Xun.
With the help of the monks around him, Liu Xun finally found the Chinese registration office. After that, he made up some information and walked out. After all, there were countless mysterious sects in China, and no one could say for sure whether they existed or not.
However, just as he walked out of the registration office, he suddenly felt something hit him from behind, and then a voice came: "After not seeing you for such a long time, you are indeed stronger than before."
Liu Xun turned around and met Di Yi's eyes. He smiled but didn't say anything.
After bidding farewell to the monks around them, the two came to an uninhabited place and set up a barrier.
"Aren't you going to ask me why I let Di Yuan do that that day?" Di Yi suddenly said.
After saying this, Liu Xun smiled and said, "Don't ask. Even if I went to the East at that time, there would be only one result, which was death! But if I went to the Tomb of the Supreme Being, there would be a chance of survival."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yi sighed and continued, "Are you ready to participate in the battle to be crowned king?"
"The battle to be crowned as a king? To be honest, I have no interest in this battle to be crowned as a king." Liu Xun sighed and shook his head. At this time, he already possessed various secret methods and really looked down on the prize of the battle to be crowned as a king.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yi smiled secretly and said, "Just treat it as a joke. After all, it would be a joke if China's own crowning battle was won by foreign cultivators."
Liu Xun nodded and walked towards the ring, saying, "You are right. Hatred can only be wiped out with blood!"
About half an incense stick later, the arena for the crowning battle was already filled with densely packed monks. The arena was about the size of a football field, with four monks guarding the four corners of the arena. A four-symbol formation was set up in the sky to prevent accidents. The shadows of the four sacred beasts, the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, were hovering in the air, like a fairyland, which was shocking.
"Four Symbols? The formation is indeed extremely mysterious. The formation set up by only four immortal monks is enough to block the full-strength attack of the Nirvana monk, and can even block the attack of a quasi-supreme!" Looking at the arena, Liu Xun couldn't help but feel emotional.
"Today's first match of the King's Battle, Chinese cultivator Liu Tian vs. Yan Lang from the foreign Divine Wolf Clan! Now the two contestants can go on stage." An old Chinese man with lifeless eyes stood beside the ring and shouted silently. Although his voice was not loud, it reached the ears of every cultivator present, enough to show that this old man was not as simple as he seemed. (To be continued)