"Twenty-two years old, the new young king, this seems to be the first time in the history of the Ninth Stream Conference."

On the high platform in the distance, the white-robed Sword Saint showed a look of excitement on his face, if the previous Wei Wuxian had already surprised him very much, then Ling Chen's appearance at this time would undoubtedly make him feel as if he had discovered a peerless treasure.

The Ninth Stream Conference has been held for nearly 500 years, and there has never been such a young young king.

Ling Chen set a new record.

"Yes, it's unprecedented, even if the Night King is as powerful as snow, he is not immune to defeat. It's a matchup. ”

The Spear Saint nodded, to be honest, the result of this battle was greatly beyond his expectations, the younger generation defeated the young king, this is an extremely rare thing. Not to mention, Ling Chen is only twenty-two years old now.

"This son defeated the Snow Night King, and the title of king has become a foregone conclusion, what do you think of his title?"

One of the judges looked at the crowd with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, the white-robed Sword Saint and the Spear Saint and others also solemnized their heads, the new king ascended the throne, he must first be awarded the title, and the title of every young king in the past was awarded by them, and Ling Chen was naturally no exception.

"Ling Chen is a genius swordsman, and he is proficient in swordsmanship, so he might as well be called the Sword King, what do you think?"

One of the judges pondered for a moment, then said.

"Edgeworth? This name is not enough, Ling Chen is a young king who has never been seen before, and he is likely to become the symbol of the Ninth Stream Conference in the future, the King of Swords, it is enough to give it to ordinary kings, but it is still a little worse to give it to Ling Chen. ”

The white-robed Sword Saint shook his head and vetoed the title of Sword King.

When the other judges heard this, they also nodded one after another, Ling Chen's seizure of the king's seat this time will definitely be an extremely strong stroke in the history of the Ninth Stream Conference, and this title does have to take some thought.

"Ling Chen's swordsmanship has now reached the realm of a hundred swords, so it's better to be called the Hundred Swords King." One of the judges pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Hundred Sword King? It's better to call the Double Sword King, which is more domineering. ”

Another judge spoke.

"The King of the Hundred Swords, the King of the Two Swords are almost hot, it is better to call the King of Ten Thousand Swords, control the Ten Thousand Swords, and be the king against the sky."

The eyes of the white-robed sword saint suddenly glowed with a gleam.

"King of Ten Thousand Swords?"

On the high platform, many judges are all slightly condensed, controlling ten thousand swords, calling the king against the sky, the king of ten thousand swords, is indeed a very consistent with Ling Chen's characteristics, and he is not domineering at all, enough to be worthy of Ling Chen's identity as a young king who has never been seen before.

In the central area of the mountaintop, after defeating the Snow Night King, Ling Chen also suddenly jumped onto the throne in the north.

In the moment when Ling Chen sat up, on the throne of that side, an extremely brilliant multicolored light suddenly burst out, shooting towards the sky.

Among the many sights, only a colorful rainbow can be seen, which directly runs through the scorching sun that runs through the high, forming a strange scene.

The entire Lingshan, and even the entire Lingshan for hundreds of miles, saw this scene and was shocked by this sudden vision of heaven and earth.

The younger generation looked up one after another, and a look of excitement suddenly appeared in their eyes.

"Changhong runs through the sun, and a new young king is born."

A man from nowhere exclaimed.

Changhong runs through the sun, this is the vision of heaven and earth that will only exist when the king is transposed, and now there is this kind of wonder, which undoubtedly means that there is a new king on the throne.

"Who is it? Who actually shook the position of the four young kings? ”

All eyes were staring at the direction of the top of the Spirit Mountain, as if they were seeing the four thrones behind them through the thick clouds.

"Who will the new king be, is it Xuannu, or Tianyan Hou, is it Wei Wuxian?"

"It's probably a Xuannu, the Xuannu has long had the strength of a king, and it is not surprising that she has successfully ascended to the throne this time."

Everyone had different ideas in their hearts, but they all guessed that the new king candidate should be Xuannu.

At this time, from the high platform not far away, the majestic voice of the white-robed sword saint suddenly came.

"Congratulations to the birth of the youngest genius king in the history of the Ninth Stream Conference!"

The voice of the white-robed sword saint was wrapped in true qi, and it quickly spread throughout the main peak of the entire Lingshan Mountain, even the gods below, Tianjiao, Renjie, and even the areas further down, they all heard the words of the white-robed sword saint clearly.

"What, the youngest genius king?"

As soon as these words spread, many young generations were also shocked, and at the same time, they were more and more sure in their hearts that this newly born king was undoubtedly a Xuannu nine times out of ten.

"This new king, known as the King of Ten Thousand Swords, will replace the King of the Snow Night and become the new genius king of this conference!"

Before everyone's discussion subsided, the voice of the white-robed sword saint spread again, once again setting off a storm in the crowd.

"King of Ten Thousand Swords?"

Many people were stunned, and then couldn't help frowning, Xuannu was crowned the King of Ten Thousand Swords? This title doesn't seem to be very suitable, could it be that this newly promoted genius king is not a Xuannu?

"Could it be Wei Wuxian?"

Someone raised an eyebrow and said.

"Wei Wuxian, he is the descendant of the Sword Demon, this Ten Thousand Sword King, it is indeed very likely that it is him."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately got the support of many people, indeed, it is impossible for Xuannu to be crowned with the title of Ten Thousand Sword King, which does not match herself, if it is replaced by Wei Wuxian, it will be much easier to understand.

At this moment, a sound of shaking suddenly came from the direction of the top of the Ling Mountain, and the dense fog that originally shrouded the top of the mountain actually dissipated at once, and in the northern position, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared, and the whirlpool swallowed up the dense fog, and at the end of the whirlpool, there was a throne.

On the throne, there was a young white-clothed figure sitting cross-legged, and a strong coercion that only belonged to the genius king suddenly diffused out from the direction of the throne, and swept down along the whirlpool!

"Ten Thousand Sword Kings?"

Liu Mengru, Jian Wushuang, Chen Qingzhi and the others raised their heads one after another, only then did they see the figure sitting on the throne clearly, and then the expression on their faces suddenly froze, and they exclaimed: "He is...... Ling Chen? ”

Ling Chen turned out to be the King of Ten Thousand Swords?

"This King of Ten Thousand Swords...... Is it Senior Brother Ling Chen? ”

In the second mountain peak area, Chen Qingzhi and Qin Yiren also gasped, with a look of complete disbelief on their faces, Ling Chen, actually became the King of Ten Thousand Swords?

That's one of the four young kings!

That's not all, this Ten Thousand Swords King is also the youngest genius king in the history of the Ninth Stream Conference, which is even more terrifying.

They could never have imagined that this Ling Chen, who had always been very low-key by their side, would be able to reach such a terrifying height that made them look up to the mountains.

(End of chapter)