The Prodigies War-Novel

In front of Dao Observation Mountain.

When Zhao Xingye arrived with the group of contestants, there were already people standing there.

It was the people of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races.

Their leader was none other than Mad Cow Saint Niu Zhenyu. He was tall, big, and majestic. His beard and hair were like sharp halberds. His skin was dark. His eyes were like lightning. And the aura he exuded was intimidating.

Standing at his sides were ten people. Men or women, they all looked extraordinary, and from their auras, everyone was more powerful than the last.

Upon seeing Lin Xun’s group arrive, cold laughs resounded in the area.

“The losers are finally here. Are they prepared to die this time, I wonder?”

“Hahaha! Who is Li Duxing? Listen up! I, Xuan Luozi, shall have your head!”

Their voices were cynical and full of contempt as they unceremoniously taunted the Ziyao Camp’s group.

The latter knew this was deliberate provocation, but they were still unable to hold back their anger.

“As if your bullshit can scare me! Just wash your neck and wait for my blade!” shouted Shi Yu.

“We must get back at them and clear our past humiliation this time!” The eyes of some of the empire’s experts were bloodshot.

In the past Dao Observation Mountain Contests, many top experts of the Ziyao Empire had died with regrets in the bloody battles.

The past humiliation and grievances had been piling up, and anyone who knew about it felt an ache in their heart and their anger building up.

This time, they swore to get revenge and wash away this shame with blood!

Even Lin Xun didn’t expect that the atmosphere would become so tense as soon as they arrived, as if they were mortal enemies on a narrow path and just couldn’t wait to kill the other party.

From this, it could be seen how great hatred had been sown in the previous Dao Observation Mountain Contests between the imperial camp and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races.

Seeing the empire’s experts so exasperated, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races’ people all laughed unscrupulously and fearlessly.

But someone suddenly exclaimed in astonishment, “Huh?! Isn’t that guy Lin Xuan?”

Along with the voice, a bolt-like gaze landed on Lin Xun.

The owner of the gaze was a man with long azure hair and a slender and dignified figure. He was shrouded in with a dreamlike, streaming blue mist, but his temperament was sharp like a supreme spear that wanted to pierce through the heavens!

It was Xuan Luozi, a descendant of the Mysterious Ao Clan!

Shi Yu and the others were dumbstruck. They naturally knew Xuan Luozi as the latter was a supreme expert and was in the top five of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races.

In the past contests, many top experts of the empire had died at his hands!

However, what puzzled Shi Yu and the others was the fact that he had addressed Lin Xun as Lin Xuan. Had he mistaken Lin Xun for someone else?

“Lin Xuan? It really is him!” a deep and muddy voice suddenly rumbled in the air.

The speaker was a man in a black robe, whose figure was impressive and majestic like a mountain and surged with terrifying waves that glowed black. His eyes seemed to be shooting cold lights, and his face looked domineering like he was the overlord of the world.

It was Niu Tuntian of the Herculean Demon Bull Clan!

And he was indeed an overlord character of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races with his widespread fiendish reputation.

At the moment, he was looking at Lin Xun in shock, and then the shock was quickly replaced by deep resentment.

“I didn’t think we’d meet again, Lin Xuan,” said another one.

It was the descendant of the Golden Luan Clan, Meng Lianqing!

Her tall and slender figure was like a dream, covered in a golden light that was like flowing liquid gold, blazing and eye-catching.

Vaguely, one could see behind her the silhouette of a golden luan flying up, wanting to compete with the sky.

As Meng Lianqing spoke, she looked at Lin Xun with a golden glint in her eyes.

“Good timing! We can finally settle the grudge that year!” declared Kong Xiu, the saint of the Cloud Hou Clan.

Laced with thunder and lightning, his eyes were extremely terrifying. His long, silky, black hair was entwined with strands of flickering silver electric arcs, which made him stand out like a divine child who was born after being baptized in thunder and lightning.

At this point, everyone couldn’t be more befuddled.

Even the other people of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races were startled.

All eyes fell upon Lin Xun. Even Bloodthirsty Queen Zhao Xingye and Mad Cow Saint Niu Zhenyu looked at him dubiously.

Shi Yu couldn’t help but ask, “You know them?”

Lin Xun replied nonchalantly, “Of course. Just a bunch of losers I once defeated.”

His words threw the entire area into an uproar. But his statement was, in fact, nothing but the truth!

In his years of youth, he and Zhao Jingxuan had entered the Deva Secret Domain in the Return Dominion with a bunch of heirs from strong clans.

While competing for the Sacred Combat Art located in Fangchun Mountain Palace, Lin Xun had been met with a siege from a group of characters including Niu Tuntian, Meng Lianqing, Xuan Luozi, and Kong Xiu.

In the end, Lin Xun had defeated them all and claimed the Sacred Combat Art!

However, even he hadn’t expected to see these old enemies again in the Blood Kill Battlefield.

Shi Yu’s group collectively gasped.

During the last dozen years or so in the Blood Kill Battlefield, they knew full well how powerful Niu Tuntian’s group was.

But Lin Xun called them a bunch of losers who had been defeated by him!

Looking at the other party, their expressions were dark, and their gazes toward Lin Xun were frosty and filled with killing intent.

“You were just lucky that we allowed you to escape back then, or else you wouldn’t be standing here!” Kong Xiu coldly grunted, the thunder and lightning in his eyes swirling murderously.

“I would have been able to kill you all if it hadn’t been for your Life Soul Bone Talismans, or else you wouldn’t be spouting bullshit in front of me,” snorted Lin Xun.

The faces of Niu Tuntian’s group became even more unsightly. Apparently, Lin Xun was telling the truth!

Shi Yu asked, “But why do they call you Lin Xuan?”

“Because I wanted to hide my identity,” replied Lin Xun. He then swept his gaze over Niu Tuntian’s group and said, “Now, just remember that my name is Lin Xun.”

The members of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races were all shaken. They might not know Lin Xuan, but they certainly knew Lin Xun.

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At that time, anyone from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races would gnash their teeth in fury as well as shudder in horror and fear at the mention of the name ‘Lin Xun.’

Therefore, it was impossible for Niu Tuntian’s group not to know about Lin Xun either.

But they could never have linked him to Lin Xuan!

In this instant, their expressions flickered dismally.

Even Niu Zhenyu was taken aback. He narrowed his eyes and carefully sized up Lin Xun.

On the other hand, the members of the Ziyao Camp were all spirited.

Having been subjected to cold taunts and contempt upon their arrival, they had gritted their teeth in hatred.

But now, Lin Xun’s presence alone threw the other party into a state of shock and uncertainty, allowing the empire’s camp to suppress their momentum to some extent!

This simply felt refreshing.

Even Zhao Xingye couldn’t help glance at Lin Xun, surprised that the latter had achieved such a feat in the past.

“The past is the past after all, Lin Xun. Since you’re here, it’s time we settled our past score!” Niu Tuntian’s expression was icy cold. “And when that happens, don’t blame me for not reminding you that there’s only one outcome from the contest, either you win or you die!”

“How can my hatred be vented by killing just Lin Xun? All who will take part in the contest today shall die!” Xuan Luozi’s words were as chilling as his expression.

The atmosphere in the field instantly became murderous again.

Right at this moment, Niu Zhenyu boomed with laughter. “Well, in the previous contests, none of your top experts was able to escape their execution after our people entered the stage. This time, I hope that you won’t lose too badly.”

“Damn it!” Shi Yu and the others were all furious as their old injury was stung beyond endurance.

“We’ll see.” Zhao Xingye’s voice faintly drifted around as she cast an imperceptible glance at Lin Xun.

The others couldn’t see anything from her, but Lin Xun could sense that she hoped he would win!

His heart shook, and he only took a deep breath and didn’t say anything more.

“I really can’t wait to see it. History is destined to repeat itself this time, we will tear the opponents apart and stomp on their corpses!” a person of the alliance laughed flamboyantly.

In the past, they had killed numerous so-called ‘top experts’ of the empire’s camp. Whenever they remembered those bloody battles, they were extremely proud of themselves.

“Thinking back to that year, I personally slaughtered three experts from the empire, taking their lives when they most despaired. That feeling was truly intoxicating.” A silver-robed woman looked entranced as she relived the past.

The members of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races were all boiling with fighting intent, one looking more confident and scornful than the last as they itched to hunt down the opposite party.

Only Lin Xun sneered, “That’s some big talk from a bunch of losers.”

One short sentence drove Niu Tuntian’s group so mad that their chests were stifled with hatred. They wanted nothing more than to eat Lin Xun alive.

At this time, Niu Zhenyu waved his sleeve, and a white jade cylinder appeared in the air. “Let’s start drawing lots!”

This was to decide the order of appearance for the contest.

Zhao Xingye also took out a cylinder. “You guys also drew lots. When the contest begins, you’ll follow this order to enter the stage.”

“Hahahaha…” Xuan Luozi of the Mysterious Ao Clan laughed maniacally as he stepped out from the crowd with a ferocious aura. “What luck! I’m the first to get on stage. My opponents will only get one outcome, death!”

His long blue hair danced wildly as he strode forth. He was shrouded in brilliant and intimidating lightning, and his hand was holding a peerless war spear.

On the side of the Ziyao Camp, the result of the lot had also come out.

The first one to enter the stage was a woman named Hua Liuhong. She came from the Hua Clan, an upper clan of the empire. She possessed an extraordinary natural talent and was extremely outstanding.

However, Shi Yu, Li Duxing, and the rest all had a heavy feeling in their hearts.

While Hua Liuhong was strong, she was slightly inferior compared to a supreme character like Xuan Luozi.

Therefore, everyone’s heart tightened, making it difficult for them to utter a word.

Hua Liuhong was silent for a moment, and then, she revealed a big smile. Her beautiful face was firm and resolute, without a trace of fear.

“I’ve come here ready to fight with my life on the line. Please cheer me on!”