I have the best bloodline

Seeing Jin Lin speak politely, Su Yan also exchanged a polite remark. Two streams of water gushed out from his sleeves, transforming into long sleeves that climbed up his shoulders. Su Yan took three steps at a time and rushed towards Jin Lin. When they were halfway apart, he stomped heavily on the arena floor, unleashing all his remaining strength at once.

The water that had been clinging to his shoulder, as Su Yan raised his arm armor to increase his striking surface, crashed straight into Jin Lin's arms.

"squeak--"

Jin Lin raised his longsword and stepped forward, blocking Su Yan's full-force attack. Ignoring the bent and cracked blade that shimmered with golden light, Jin Lin looked at Su Yan with indifferent eyes and said:

"one!"

As the straight sword rebounded, Su Yan slid back several steps. Jin Lin retracted his parrying stance and stood firmly on the arena, without saying a word, silently waiting for Su Yan's next two moves.

Su Yan's first move was powerful and heavy, almost breaking the Golden Straight Sword. She seemed to have the upper hand, but Jin Lin thought it wasn't very rational. The straight sword in her hand was just something she picked up casually during the preliminaries.

If it breaks, just replace it with another one; it's not worth regretting. As a fox demon skilled in magic, Su Yan should have first created a favorable position for himself in these three moves.

However, considering that the fox demon in front of him was domesticated and different from the brutal monsters in the mountains and forests, Su Yan's lack of combat experience was still within Jin Lin's understanding.

"Meteor Hammer!"

After Su Yan steadied himself, he didn't hesitate for long before controlling the water flowing from his shoulder to his right hand, forming a droplet-shaped fluid. He then spun around and swung the droplet directly at the motionless Jin Lin.

A water droplet carrying immense force swept across, and Jin Lin once again raised her straight sword to parry. Accompanied by a crisp sound of metal breaking, the water droplet, now with significantly reduced force, struck Jin Lin's forearm, pushing her several meters away.

"two."

Jin Lin glanced at his soaked sleeves, frowned slightly, looked at Su Yan, and said calmly, "One move remaining."

"Miss Jin truly deserves to be the strongest in the Imperial Martial Arts Competition." Su Yan sighed slowly.

The first and second moves were both probes; Su Yan wanted to test the girl's speed, strength, and defense.

Facing the Golden Scale, which was several levels stronger than him, Su Yan had no intention of using magic to determine the winner. The Water Spirits were so powerful that they could kill the Golden Scale with a single sword strike. They couldn't even stop the Golden Scale's advance.

If he couldn't win with magic, Su Yan's only option was to rely on the physical strength of the demon race.

In other words, it is the demon race's most treasured and secret skill.

You mustn't laugh at me.

Su Yan took a step back and assumed the starting stance of the Lion Opening its Mouth in traditional martial arts. His already short 1.6-meter frame began to shrink visibly, and snow-white fur grew on his body until he reached a height of about 1.19 meters.

The beastman form features standard fox ears and a tail, and because Su Yan is so small, the fox ears appear particularly large.

Originally, the nails that had been cut off by Samena Mist grew back, resembling sharp blades.

"So that's what you were planning." Jin Lin, seeing the fox demon at his lower abdomen, was momentarily at a loss for words. Should he say Su Yan was courageous or ignorant? A small beast actually wanted to defeat him with physical strength!

“Ignorance.”

After uttering those two words, Jin Lin fell silent and did not take out any weapons from his storage bracelet.

Su Yan was still one move short. Before he could parry three moves, he took out a new weapon, Jin Lin, feeling that he had broken his promise.

Su Yan ignored Jin Lin's complaints and began to condense all his spiritual power for a burst of energy. As the spiritual power condensed, dark lines spread from his middle finger to his arm.

Su Yan moved with lightning speed, leaving a white shadow as he flashed in front of Jin Lin. He stopped and turned around, simultaneously pulling back his knees and extending his hips to kick Jin Lin in the chest and abdomen.

Even after Su Yan's speed increased dramatically, Jin Lin could still clearly see his movement trajectory, and before Su Yan could turn around and kick out, Jin Lin had already used the Butterfly Palm to deflect Su Yan's sudden attack.

The Lotus Palm, used to deflect force, caused Jin Lin's expression to change slightly when it came into contact with Su Yan's back kick.

When he realized the power contained within it, he could no longer make any changes to deflect the force, and had no choice but to abandon his lower body stance and fly backward along with the force.

Su Yan delivered a back kick, sending Jin Lin sliding nearly a hundred meters across the ground.

This was still the result of Golden Scales gripping the ground with its palms to slow down and control its direction, preventing itself from flying off the arena.

This dramatic turn of events stunned the audience. When did the fox demon possess such fierce and powerful strength? Perhaps the snow fox's bloodline is mixed with stories of infidelity.

But Su Yan on the stage couldn't care less about what the spectators in the audience were thinking.

His current state cannot be sustained for long; the beastman form consumes spiritual energy from the moment it is activated.

This is a state that combines beast form and human form, possessing both agility and the physique of a demon, and is considered a relatively common type of secret technique within the demon race.

"A gentle head pat!"

After kicking out and landing, Su Yan had no time to observe anything else. He landed and kicked off the ground, chasing after Jin Lin's flying figure as if flying close to the ground. His right hand formed a claw and went straight for Jin Lin's forehead to grab it.

"drink!"

Jin Lin, who had fallen to the ground, snorted coldly, raised his legs to lock Su Yan's arms, and used the force of Su Yan's forward lunge to propel himself forward. He then used his palms to support his body and rotated, directly throwing Su Yan, who was like a beast unleashed from its cage, away. Jin Lin used this force to fly up from the ground.

"Wow"

Su Yan was also stunned by Jin Lin's street dance move, and his body flew uncontrollably towards the outside of the arena.

Su Yan wasn't the only one who knew traditional martial arts. Those cultivators who practiced in the mountains and forests were honing their physiques from the Body Refining stage all the way up to the Foundation Establishment stage, and learning the power generation techniques of various moves from their elders.

Having immersed himself in martial arts for many years, Jin Lin was adept at various techniques for deflecting and counterattacking.

but!

Su Yan, who had flown off the edge of the arena, raised his hand and used a lot of spiritual energy to create a stepping stone in front of him, allowing himself to crash into it and stop, then bounce back onto the arena area.

Su Yan secretly rejoiced. She had always admired her aunt's ability to walk on air and had learned a trick from her. Otherwise, she would have been the first contestant to lose in this year's Imperial Martial Arts Competition because she fell off the stage.

"Is it called... a head pat?"

Jin Lin moved like a ghost, getting close to Su Yan from behind and unleashing a palm strike. He grabbed Su Yan's wrist with one hand and lifted Su Yan's head with the other, slamming him onto the arena. His movements were even faster than Su Yan's.

Su Yan was shocked and immediately swung his arm horizontally, which is commonly known as a big blow to Jin Lin's face.

Jin Lin tilted his head to dodge, slamming Su Yan to the ground. He then retreated, crouching low as he lunged forward with his Azure Dragon Claw, aiming to strike Su Yan's face again. Su Yan raised his hand to grab Jin Lin, then used a backhand slam to force him back, piercing through his sleeve and locking his throat.

"Something's not right, that old woman is acting strangely."

Su Yan regrouped and stood up, adopting a Bagua-style spear-holding posture while staring at the suspicious Jin Lin.

She could keep up with his full power, and her strength could suppress his. It was one thing for a Golden Core stage expert to do whatever he wanted to a Foundation Establishment stage beast, but when he touched Jinlin's body, the entire fox went numb, and his movements would be slightly delayed.

Su Yan initially thought it was some kind of pressure point technique, but when he saw his hair standing on end, he became convinced that the tingling sensation was definitely not a delay caused by pressure point technique, but rather that the old woman was directly electrocuting him!

"Did you notice?"

Jin Lin chuckled and looked at Su Yan, whose fur was standing on end, saying, "He's not too slow-witted; that's quite rare for a domesticated fox."

"But I will not explain my abilities to the enemy during a battle."

After saying that, Jin Lin stomped his foot on the ground, and the entire imperial city shook. A huge shockwave suddenly erupted from the arena, shooting straight into the sky.

"Step back!"

Su Yan was still on high alert, but her aunt on the stage had already sensed something. She turned into a streak of light, grabbed Su Yan, and flew away from the original arena area. Jin Lin, who was fighting Su Yan, was also dragged aside by her master.

A longsword exuding a terrifying aura pierced through the divine tree summoned by Emperor Wusheng, shattering the entire imperial city, and shot straight toward Emperor Wusheng.

Grand Tutor Jin moved with lightning speed from his seat, raising his hand to block Emperor Wusheng's path. His hand, covered in crimson dragon scales, gripped the sword blade firmly, and streams of scalding orange-red blood dripped from his palm onto the ground, burning and emitting wisps of blue smoke.

"Isn't that against the rules?"

Grand Tutor Jin paused the sword's flash, a smile appearing on his face, his gaze coldly fixed on the blade in his hand: "If you wish to meet His Majesty, you may need to submit an application first."

The long sword that was stopped by Grand Tutor Jin had one side engraved with the Xia Yu Hundred Scenes Map and the other side engraved with a painting of mountains, rivers, flowers and birds.

The longsword that shot out from the ground was none other than the sword held by the old man in the Demon Suppression Bureau's warehouse.

Emperor Wusheng glanced at Grand Tutor Jin and the longsword still pointing at him, and said softly:

"Grand Tutor, let it come over here!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 125 The Dragon's Vigorous Heartbeat (Third Update, Bonus Chapter 55 for Monthly Tickets)

"Grand Tutor, release the Holy Sword!"

Emperor Wusheng stood up from the Nine-Tailed Seat, glanced indifferently at Grand Tutor Jin, and spoke softly.

"Yes, ma'am."

After a brief silence, Grand Tutor Jin finally released the sword of Emperor Wusheng, the sacred sword that suppressed the destiny of the Xia Yu Kingdom, allowing the divine sword, which had more symbolic than practical significance, to return to its master.

The seven ghostly figures who had been sitting on a branch of the giant tree watching the arena match stood up and looked at Emperor Wusheng.

The fact that the Holy Sword flew to Emperor Wusheng's side was actually a sign of impending doom, indicating that something was shaking the foundations of the Xia Yu Dynasty, which was why the Holy Sword, which had been kept in the Demon Suppression Division, was able to fly out.

Otherwise, the Holy Sword would not have shown any unusual activity.

The three masters of Xia Yu and the king of the different surnames, who were on high up, did not show any abnormal emotions. They were all looking at Emperor Wusheng to observe the next development. However, the officials in the court and the cultivators in the audience below the platform were not as calm as the three masters and the king of the different surnames.

The officials in the court, in particular, had very interesting expressions on their faces when they saw the Holy Sword that suppressed the fortune fly to Emperor Wusheng's side. They all looked around the imperial city as if facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing this, the rogue cultivators in the audience knew that the imperial martial arts competition might not be able to continue today, so they started to run away using the teleportation function of the divine tree.

"You eunuch from the Ministry of Revenue! Your grandpa has kept the betting slips. Remember to return the money to grandpa later!"

As the independent cultivators left, they didn't forget to shout to the Ministry of Revenue, who was in charge of collecting payments on the platform.

"What do you think our Ministry of Revenue needs? Get out of here!" the Minister of Revenue shouted irritably.

The Ministry of Revenue was responsible for taxation and finance on a daily basis. It was a department that offended many people but had few respects. Generally, the old gambler Xia Yu would call the officials of the Ministry of Revenue "eunuchs".

Although the Ministry of Revenue officials were initially reluctant to send the monks who had slandered them to prison, after the Minister of Revenue and two Vice Ministers of Revenue were confronted by some true immortals who blocked their door and the Ministers of Justice and War jointly wrote a letter denouncing the Ministry of Revenue for occupying prison resources, the officials of the Ministry of Revenue gradually accepted the term "eunuch".

More than the term "eunuch," there were countless people who cursed them daily for not having sons with pigeon skins. The officials of the Ministry of Revenue had gradually accepted all of this, earning spirit stones from gambling dogs while being scolded, only to be scolded even more harshly, as if they were trapped in a vicious cycle.

"The appearance of the Holy Sword proves that there must be some problems within the Xia Yu Dynasty. Should we retreat immediately or go and take a look?"

Hua Yu walked from the audience to the edge of the ring and looked at her aunt who was protecting Su Yan, asking her a question.

Accompanying Hua Yu were Hong Ling, Dong Chong, and Mei Er.

After a moment's thought, my aunt said, "Why don't we just go home? Emperor Wusheng can handle the internal problems of the Xia Yu Dynasty on his own. Instead of worrying about their troubles, we should worry about our own property."

Emperor Wusheng was already a top figure in the cultivation world, surrounded by countless powerful figures.

The internal affairs of the Xia Dynasty were really none of my business, as an outsider. Compared to worrying about the Xia Dynasty, I felt I should be more concerned about the valuables in my home.

Are all the girls drunk and lying in the enclosure? What if the disaster detected by the Holy Sword is some kind of natural calamity that could completely wipe out Ruchun Garden? That would be a real problem.

"Alright! We'll leave then. My girls are sleeping at your place anyway, so I don't need to notify them one by one to come and gather."

After a brief discussion, the seasoned veterans all chose to preserve their belongings and remain in Xia Yu City to observe what would happen next.

"Fox! Where do you live?"