The mansion where Xingyun Sect stayed, in the living room.

The head of the house, Lu Chaohuan, retired his servants and maids, and handed a thin book to Yang Lin, the head of the courtyard.

"This is the intelligence collected in the past three years, Brother Yang, please read it."

"Intelligence?"

Yang Lin curiously took the book, opened it and saw that it was full of dense fly-headed letters.

The content is full of the names, ages, origins, cultivations, martial arts exercises, and general strength reviews of the disciples participating in this competition......

"Brother Lu is really capable, he actually has such a good thing!"

Yang Lin's eyes lit up and he exclaimed in surprise.

"How can I do this?"

Lu Chaohuan shook his head and smiled, "This is what we sent to collect together with the Liyang Sect and the Zhennan Sect, and the imperial court has also made great efforts, and it was just compiled into a book two days ago. ”

"It must have taken a lot of work, right?"

"Of course, but the sects of various countries are wary, and the credibility of some of the content is questionable, so it can only be used as a rough reference, not all of it."

"Yes, I'll take a look."

Yang Lin was stunned, and quickly scanned and read ten lines at a glance.

The more he looked back, the more solemn his expression became, and he muttered to himself: "It seems that the strength of all countries is much stronger than three years ago." ”

Lu Chaohuan agreed: "Yes, we are improving, and others are not left behind." ”

Yang Lin didn't speak again, he looked down page by page, and when he turned to the last page, he saw six words written on the header: Chief Disciple of the Four Kingdoms.

He raised an eyebrow and read it slowly.

The first line reads: Borta, Wushu, Wuchuan Zong.

Twenty-nine years old, the blood realm is threefold, and the earth belongs to the exercises.

Martial arts: Gathering technique, heavy mountain fist.

Comments: Strong and tall, strength and resistance are rare in the world.

According to many verifications, Borta's heavy mountain boxing practice has been cultivated to the fifth level, with the blessing of the gathering technique, strong but not sluggish.

Weaknesses: Lack of flexibility in a small area.

"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 the year. ”

"Now three years have passed, the top four and the other three are all over thirty years old, and he is the only one left, I'm afraid no one can control it!"

Lu Chaohuan didn't say anything, and motioned with his eyes to look down.

"Could it be that there is something stronger?"

Yang Lin was puzzled and continued to look at the next one.

McQueen, Weeds, Flame Sect.

Twenty-six years old, double blood realm, wind and fire.

Martial arts: Wind and flame palms, red legs.

Comments: Wind and fire are born together, under the urging of the true qi of the wind, the wind and flame palm are better than the flame 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 genus, the wind genus is weak, and the cultivation of the two genera is unbalanced.

Seeing this, Yang Lin was surprised: "I remember that the strongest disciple of Weizi is Su Mu, who is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, and his age is very advantageous, and he actually lost to a disciple who is four years younger than him. ”

Lu Chaohuan said: "Yes, and it was two years ago, when McQueen was only twenty-four years old. ”

"Unbelievable!"

Yang Lin said, looking at the third place.

Li Taiqing, Xiuzhao, Qingzhuzong.

Twenty-six years old, double blood realm, wood genus.

Martial arts: Yin Mu Palm, Gu Teng Jin.

Comments: Yin Mu Palm is a peerless study of the Qingzhu Sect, after practice, it is not afraid of gold and fire, the ancient vine is extremely tough, and the two exercises are one offensive and one defensive, complementing each other.

Weaknesses: Rising in the past six months, he has not been valued by the sect before, and he lacks practical experience.

Yang Lin's face was full of doubts, "When did this Li Taiqing come out?" ”

"Although Weeds's McQueen is young, he participated in the martial arts tournament last year, and I have never even heard of this person's name."

Lu Chaohuan smiled and explained, "Because he cultivates the Yin Wood Palm. This technique is rather strange, it is not gradual, and it does not have much power until it is cultivated to the fullest. ”

"But once it is completed, the strength will suddenly increase dozens of times!"

"It is said that Li Taiqing has been unknown for a long time, and only in the second half of last year did he cultivate the Yin Mu Palm, swept the disciples of the two major sects of Xiuzhao, and became the chief."

"I see!"

Yang Lin said with emotion, "The strongest disciples of the previous countries were basically the old men of the previous session, but this time they are mostly rookies, and they are also young, which is really terrifying!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at the introduction of the last disciple, and when he saw half of it, his face changed, and he gasped at the same time.

Basang, Uche, Vajra Sect.

Twenty-four years old, double in blood, thunder.

Martial arts: Seal the wolf and slash, thunder blade fist.

Origin: The son of a herdsman in Fengwolf Mountain, he lived a savage-like life alone in the mountains before practicing martial arts.

Gifted, by observing wolves and goshawks predatoring, he figured out a set of boxing techniques, and practiced hard to fight with wild beasts.

At the age of seventeen, he was discovered by the elder of the Vajra Sect, Sa Tianthorn, that he had a thunder talent, so he brought it back to the Vajra Sect to cultivate it with all his might.

Seeing the three words Sa Tian, Yang Lin's heart sank.

When he reached the semi-finals of the competition, he had a chance to win the championship, but he was defeated by Sa Tianjiao's men.

The opponent's strong thunder fist method has made him unforgettable.

"Elder Shuijing said that Sa Tianzhu accepted a disciple, and that is Basang?"

"Yes, that's him."

Lu Chaohuan said, "There are very few people in the world who have thunder talent like Morning Star, Sa Tian has been searching for decades, but I didn't expect him to find it." ”

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 thunder attack is invincible at the same level.

Weaknesses: None.

Yang Lin touched the beard that curled up on his lips, and his expression was sudden, "I remember, the disciple of the Wuche Sect who Huo Shan sent someone to assassinate is Basang?" ”

Lu Chaohuan nodded lightly, "Exactly." ”

Yang Lin took a sip, "Don't say it, the old thief of Huoshan is really accurate in looking at people, if it were me, I would also want to kill this Basang." ”

"He's only twenty-four years old, counting this time, he can participate in a total of three martial arts competitions, how can he get it!"

Lu Chaohuan quipped: "Brother Yang, let's stop, besides, I'm a little moved." ”

Then he looked full, "Do you think any of us can defeat these four people?" Or defeat one of them? ”

Yang Lin smiled dumbly, "Brother Lu, you stumped me. ”

"The things on the paper, no matter how fanciful they are, if you don't see them with your own eyes, you can't count them, how can I comment on them?"

Lu Chaohuan said calmly: "Then estimate it on paper." ”

Yang Lin thought for a moment and slapped his thigh, "I'm talking nonsense, you can listen to it." ”

Lu Chaohuan sat upright and put on a deferential look, "Okay! ”

Yang Lin pondered for a long time before saying, "Difficult! I dare say that these four people, fighting one-on-one with the top four of the last session, can easily win. ”

"The chief disciples of our three major sects of Dayue, Xiao Jin, Huang Guanglie, and He Liancheng, the most powerful one in the last Nabi meeting was He Liancheng."

"Helian Cheng has no chance against Basang or Borta. Against McQueen and Li Taiqing, the odds of winning are less than three percent. ”

"So little?"

"Do you think?"

Lu Chaohuan's eyes were burning and he said, "Brother Yang, in fact, what I want to ask is Zhao Lin." ”

(End of chapter)