Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"唳——!"

The golden roc instantly grew in size and let out a sharp cry that made everyone's eardrums numb and caused many ordinary people to bleed from their orifices.

Jin Peng's eyes flashed with a chilling light, as if he were spiritual. His wings were like clouds hanging from the sky, pressing across a large void. As he flapped, rolling hot wind swept across all directions, cracking rocks, burning vegetation, and billowing black smoke.

In the blink of an eye, the red flame golden roc had already wielded its sharp claws and violently hit the statue of the Fudo Myoyo Buddha.

There was a deafening roar, and water droplets shot up ten meters high on the huge lake.

Just like several dynamite exploded at the same time, a huge mushroom cloud with a radius of ten meters rose above the island. Houses collapsed, and countless masonry and giant trees flew in all directions.

Then, the scorching air waves spread out like ripples with the small island as the center, directly pushing out one kilometer away.

Wow!

Boom!

The lake surface seemed to be boiling, and huge waves were set off.

On the lake, several police patrol speedboats were thrown high into the air, then fell heavily and capsized instantly.

After waiting for a full minute, the island and the lake calmed down.

Everyone was splashed with water by the huge waves, and there were many small fish and shrimps beating constantly under their feet.

The island was still filled with smoke and dust, and it was so blurry that no one could see anything clearly.

"This is the battle of masters!"

"Stomping your feet to condense the Immovable King of Ming, waving your hands to condense the red flame Kunpeng, it's so shocking!"

Many warriors sighed with lingering fear. If they were in the battlefield, they would probably be torn into pieces.

As for people in the secular world, their hearts are about to jump out of their throats, their heads are dizzy, and their minds are far away. They all have a feeling that the trip is eye-opening and worthwhile.

"Who won?" someone also asked.

yes! Who's winning!

This was the biggest question on everyone's mind. Suddenly, no one said a word, and everyone looked at the small island carefully.

When the smoke slowly dissipated, everything settled.

Everyone vaguely saw Huo Qingtian and Lin Zhenyu still standing face to face, like two peaks.

"Senior Huo is still standing, he won!" A warrior was suddenly stunned, then raised his arms and shouted ecstatically.

"Master wins!"

"Master has won the title of president of the Wushu Federation!" Many disciples of the Huo family cheered and jumped up and down.

"Congratulations to Senior Huo!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Huo!"

"Senior Huo has a strong cultivation base and deserves the position of president!"

"From now on, the Chinese martial arts are respected by Senior Huo, but if you are told, you will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

For a time, many warriors and wealthy people stood up one after another, clasping their fists and saluting, saying congratulations and blessings to express their loyalty.

Unexpectedly, a voice full of regret and bitterness reached the ears of everyone present.

"Today, I, Huo Qingtian, lost!"

"What?"

"What... is going on?" All the warriors' eyes widened for a moment, dumbfounded, and turned to stone on the spot.

"Mr. Huo, this is a serious matter. Can't you be too modest?"

Wei Feilong's face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice:

"You and Lin Zhenyu are both standing, and neither one is injured. It's a tie at most. How can you admit defeat?"

"Oh, take a look -"

Huo Qingtian rolled up the sleeve of his right arm.

I saw flame-shaped red lines intertwined on his arms, as red as blood, which was shocking.

"This-!" Everyone present was stunned.

"The old man's Fudo Ming Wang Kung Suppression of Ten Thousand Demons did not harm Lin Zhenyu in the slightest! But his fire-natured energy invaded the old man's body!"

Although Huo Qingtian didn't want to admit it, he was also an upright person. He smiled bitterly and sighed: "So, I lost!"

For a moment, the whole place fell into silence.

Many warriors lowered their heads like quails. No one dared to provoke anymore, even Wei Fei and Zhao Yuankun lowered their heads.

"And, Brother Lin, if I guess correctly, you only used 50% of your cultivation!"

Huo Qingtian let out a long sigh, and his face gradually returned to calm, as if he had gone through the wind and frost and now returned to the sunny road. At this time, his heart was not without turmoil, and this calmness was not easy to come by.

"Mr. Huo still has good vision. Kunpeng has six transformations, and I only used the weakest first transformation." Lin Zhenyu said with a proud smile.

The faces of the people on the shore were even more frightened, and deep despair and sorrow appeared in their eyes.

Even the simplest of Kunpeng's six transformations can overwhelm Huo Qingtian. Is this still a human being?

If the Six Changes are unleashed, who can resist?

Hearing this, Huo Qingtian's body trembled slightly, his face became depressed, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing in his heart: "I'm afraid he is the only one in the world who is qualified to compete with you now!"

After pondering for a long time, Huo Qingtian came back to his senses from the shock, clasped his hands in his fists, and said bitterly: "Grandmaster Lin has spent twenty years of hard work. I am afraid that he is only one step away from the divine realm now. I am convinced that I have lost." Take it orally, and for the rest of your life you will shut yourself up and think about your mistakes, and you will never get involved in political affairs again!"

The faces of Wei Feilong, Zhao Yuankun and others showed the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox grieving for its own kind.

Huo Qingtian, known as the Optimus Prime of the Central Plains, had been a powerful figure in China for decades, but now he was defeated by Lin Zhenyu and ended in such a regrettable way.

"Although Grandmaster Huo is slightly inferior to the old man, he still promises a thousand pieces of gold and spits out nothing. He still has the demeanor of a martial artist like me!"

Huo Qingtian nodded with satisfaction, then scanned the heroes with majestic eyes, and said calmly: "Everyone should keep your promise, right? I want to take the position of president of the Wushu Federation. Do you accept it?"

These words were spoken calmly, but when everyone heard them, they sounded like thunder in their ears. They shook their whole bodies, and there was a surge of blood and energy in their chests, making them unable to stand firm.

Everyone looked at each other, still hesitating, but no one dared to voice any doubt.

He killed Grand Master Li Tuofeng with one blow and one blow. The least powerful move among Kunpeng's six transformations was able to overpower the veteran Grandmaster Huo Qingtian...

Although everyone does not agree with this person's character and identity, who dares to disapprove in terms of strength?

"If the Hong family doesn't surrender, no one will be able to cure He Tu's poison. We can't let our Hong family die..."

In the crowd, Hong Junshan's expression continued to change, and finally he smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Lin's magical skills are incredible, almost divine. Everyone in the Hong family of Hubei Province will surrender and is willing to respect Elder Lin!"

He was the first to kneel on the ground. Hong Hetu and other Hong family disciples were slightly startled, and then they also knelt on the ground.

"We surrender..." Zhang Wendao also led the disciples of Five Tigers Duanmen Dao to kneel on the ground and bowed their heads in surrender.

"We are waiting to surrender..."

"But don't dare disobey your orders!"

Afterwards, many warriors including Lingnan Mo Family, Shuzhong Tang Clan, and Luoyang Golden Sword Wang Family fell to their knees.

On the one hand, they were intimidated by Huo Qingtian's power, and if they dared to resist, they would probably be killed on the spot. On the other hand, they were also controlled by others. The disciples were all poisoned by magma fire. Even if they wanted to fight, they would have to surrender.

Fear seemed to be contagious. Immediately, hundreds of warriors present, more than 200 iron bodies and dozens of internal strength masters, after a difficult ideological struggle, all fell to their knees and cowered like quails.

"President Wei, Patriarch Zhao, do you two also want to learn from me? Okay, I am very pleased!"

In the end, only a few transformation masters such as Wei Feilong and Zhao Yuankun were left who had not knelt down.

"Then hurry up and get on stage!"

Lin Zhenyu shouted loudly, and his eyes were already shooting towards everyone like an electric snake.

Everyone was shocked to the point where their hearts were beating wildly, and they were extremely uneasy. There was severe pain in their minds, and some of them even had blood coming out of their ears.

"You speak the truth as you say, speak the truth, shoot wrathful lightning from your eyes, and interfere with reality! This is almost like a god!"

"I'll wait... surrender!"

For a moment, Wei Feilong, Zhao Yuankun and others were also frightened. Even though they were unwilling to give up, they had to remain silent and fell to their knees one after another.

At this time, many warriors and wealthy people in the secular world fell to their knees. Only Tang Linglong was still standing there, with his chin raised high, as if he stood out among the chickens, which was very conspicuous.

"Xiao Tang, you are crazy, kneel down quickly!" From the front, Zhao Yuankun turned around and shouted.

Even though everyone looked downcast, many people were actually paying attention to Tang Linglong in the crowd.

Relying on Jiang Taichu's power, she fought with the heroes in the Juyi Hall, and her eloquent words made many powerful people blush and unable to get off the stage. Seeing this scene, everyone sneered in their hearts:

"Tang Linglong, you think your master is Jiang Taichu and you don't take the world seriously. Now Jiang Taichu's enemies are here, and they are so powerful. You are dead."

Seeing everyone's disdainful glances, Tang Linglong's pretty face showed boundless arrogance, and she raised her chin higher.

Lin Zhenyu also watched this scene, but instead of getting angry, he smiled and said with an interesting smile: "Girl, it seems that you are Jiang Taichu's female disciple. Others are kneeling, but you are not? Aren't you afraid of me? ?”

"What are you afraid of?"

Tang Linglong smiled softly, her face as calm as ancient times, and said calmly: "Your cultivation level is pretty good, but compared with my master, it is like a grass dog compared with a lion! There is a huge difference! I only worship my parents and master in heaven and earth, why do you make me kneel down!"

As soon as these words came out, many people were stunned, their eyes fell to the ground, they couldn't believe it.

"Is this girl crazy?"

"Crazy, just like his master, so crazy! I don't know the heights of the world, I have to die!"

Many warriors had sarcasm on their faces.

"Hmph, let her go crazy. Now she has met someone who can restrain him!"

"She and her master are enemies of the heroes of the world, and it has nothing to do with us! Please ask Senior Lin to punish her!"

Some figures from the younger generation, such as Zhang Mingli, took pleasure in her misfortune and secretly slandered her, and quickly cut ties with her.

"Tang Linglong, don't talk nonsense. Kneel down and admit your mistake to Senior Lin. His cultivation is incredible and he is very generous. He will not argue with a kid like you!"

Wei Feilong scolded her again, but he actually didn't want to watch her die.

"Haha, little doll, you are so brave! As expected of Jiang Taichu's disciple, your courage is commendable!"

Lin Zhenyu smiled happily and said in a cold voice: "However, courage is courage, and this world must always pay attention to strength! When I return to China, there are two people I must kill. One is the God of War Ye Zhantian, and the other is your master Jiang Taichu!"

He slowly raised his withered and red palm, struck Tang Linglong from afar, and shouted in a low voice: "Then... you should take the first step and be your master's companion on the road to hell!"

A long flame snake was ten meters long and as thick as a bucket, and it rushed directly towards Tang Linglong.

Moreover, the fire snake was as fast as lightning. The distance of one mile disappeared in an instant, and the next moment it came to the shore and pounced on Tang Linglong like lightning.

At this time, many warriors had despairing eyes and shook their heads helplessly, thinking that no one could save her.

"Lin Zhenyu, you are a martial arts master after all. If you bully such a little girl, are you still a man?"

"I, Jiang Taichu, am here to kill you!"

At this moment, a sound came from across the sky. The sound was very low at first, but gradually it became like a dragon roaring and a phoenix chirping, like a tiger roaring in the forest, like a roc soaring ninety thousand miles, or like a Category 18 hurricane sweeping ten kilometers.