Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

The night was as dark as ink, and the city of Shenjing was utterly silent. Only the occasional footsteps of a patrol team broke the heavy silence.

Zhu Linlang stood on the top of the palace, the night breeze gently blowing her hair, and a determined light flashed in her eyes.

In a room not far away, the King of Han was sitting quietly with an unfinished game of chess on the chessboard in front of him.

His fingers gently stroked the chess pieces, as if he was thinking about every move in the game, and as if he was trying to figure out the various variables that might arise in the upcoming ceremony.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the palace. The guards hurriedly entered the room and knelt down in front of the King of Han: "Your Majesty, the princess wants to see you. There is an urgent military report."

The King of Han frowned slightly and put down the chess piece in his hand: "Let her in."

Zhu Linlang walked into the room quickly, looking solemn: "Father, we discovered a mysterious force that sneaked into the city. It is very likely that they are from the demon clan and the Blood Dragon Terrace."

Upon hearing this, the King of Han's eyes flashed with a fierce look: "They have finally started to act. Linlang, how are our preparations going?"

"We have followed your instructions and increased patrols around the palace. We have also contacted the heroes in the city in case of emergency," Zhu Linlang replied.

The King of Han nodded and said, "Very good. This ceremony is a severe test for us. Linlang, you must remember that no matter what happens, you must remain calm and stick to your post."

Zhu Linlang nodded solemnly: "Yes, father. I will do my best to ensure the smooth progress of the ceremony."

As the night deepened, the atmosphere in Shenjing City became increasingly tense.

The demon clan and the people from the Blood Dragon Platform were lurking in secret, waiting for the best opportunity.

The King of Han, Zhu Linlang and others were also on high alert, ready to deal with the impending crisis.

The sky gradually turns pale, and a new day is about to arrive.

The preparations for the Fengshan Ceremony have entered the final stage. The streets of Shenjing City are beginning to become lively, and people are coming out of their homes one after another, wanting to catch a glimpse of this grand ceremony.

However, amidst this joyful and peaceful atmosphere, there is a sense of solemnity and murderousness hidden.

Zhu Linlang, dressed in military uniform, patrolled every corner of the palace with great vigor to ensure that everything was safe.

As the time of the ceremony drew closer, the number of people in the palace gradually increased.

The King of Han, dressed in a gorgeous dragon robe, walked towards the altar surrounded by the crowd.

There was a majestic and solemn expression on his face, as if everything was under control.

However, at this moment, a powerful aura suddenly descended from the sky and enveloped the entire altar.

Everyone looked up and saw a man in black standing in the air, emitting a fierce aura.

"King Han, your doom has come!"

The man in black sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp sword energy attacked the King of Han.

Zhu Linlang quickly drew out the sword in her hand and went forward to fight with the man in black, while shouting loudly for everyone to protect the King of Han.

In the palace, a fierce battle suddenly broke out.

Zhu Linlang and the man in black were fighting to a standstill, with sword energy flying everywhere and cold light splashing everywhere.

Her swordsmanship was exquisite, both offensive and defensive, but the man in black was no ordinary person either. Each of his attacks was extremely fierce and frightening.

Under the altar, the King of Han watched the duel with a serious expression.

Taking advantage of this moment, several dark shadows rushed out from the crowd. They held sharp blades in their hands, with cold eyes, and rushed straight towards the King of Han under the altar.

These killers had obviously planned carefully and chose to attack when Zhu Linlang was fighting fiercely with the men in black, intending to kill the King of Han in one fell swoop.

The guards around the King of Han reacted immediately. They drew their swords and rushed towards the oncoming killers.

For a moment, there were flashes of swords and shadows under the altar, and shouts of killing shook the sky.

Zhu Linlang's heart tightened when she heard the noise behind her.

She knew that she must not be distracted at this moment and had to deal with the man in black in front of her before she could protect her father.

So she gritted her teeth, and her sword skills became more fierce and deadly.

The man in black obviously noticed Zhu Linlang's change, but his attack did not weaken, but became more fierce.

The battle between the two men entered a white-hot stage, and every flash of the sword was terrifying.

At the same time, the battle under the altar became more and more intense.

Although the guards are brave and good at fighting, the killers are obviously no ordinary people.

Their sword skills were sharp and their moves were ruthless. For a while, they were in a fight with the guards.

The King of Han stood on the altar, observing the battle situation around him calmly.

He knew that he could not panic at this moment and had to remain calm in order to stabilize the morale of the troops.

So he took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, for the safety of Shenjing City and for our homeland, fight hard and kill the enemy!"

As soon as the King of Han finished speaking, the troops around the palace heard the news and rushed to support him. They were well-trained and quickly joined the battle, fighting side by side with the guards.

With the joint efforts of everyone, the killers were gradually suppressed.

The King of Han stood on the high platform and looked around. He saw that the assassins from the Blood Dragon Terrace were gradually being suppressed and their offensive had obviously weakened. However, his own guards and troops were becoming more and more courageous, and the situation was gradually improving.

However, the King of Han's brows did not relax, because he knew that the crisis was far from over.

The Prince of Chenliu and the people of the demon tribe have never shown up, which undoubtedly makes the King of Han full of worries.

They were lurking in the dark, definitely waiting for the best opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to themselves.

Thinking of this, the King of Han could not help but clench his fists, and a hint of firmness and determination flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the distance of the palace, followed by a powerful aura approaching rapidly.

The King of Han looked intently and saw a group of men in black rushing towards them. They were so fast that they arrived in front of the palace in the blink of an eye.

The leading man in black was tall and had a stern face. He glanced through the crowd and finally landed on the King of Han.

He sneered, waved his hand, and a sharp sword energy attacked the King of Han.

"Prince Chenliu!"

The King of Han's pupils shrank as he recognized the identity of the person.

He dodged the sword energy cleverly with a flash of his body, and at the same time shouted loudly for everyone to be careful.

At the same time, a large number of demon warriors suddenly emerged from all around the palace. They were agile, with ferocious faces, and holding various weapons. They launched a fierce attack on the palace.

The guards and soldiers immediately rushed forward and engaged in a fierce battle with the demon warriors.

For a moment, the entire palace fell into chaos, with shouts and sounds of weapons clashing one after another.

The King of Han was at the center of the chaos, but he remained unusually calm.

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The time has come, and the bells of the grand ceremony echo throughout the city of Shenjing.

The King of Han stood on the altar, took a deep breath, and prepared to start the ceremony.

Although the battles were still going on all around him, and despite the strong enemies such as the King of Chenliu, the Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform, and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan, his eyes revealed determination and resoluteness. As the bell rang, the ceremony officially began.

The King of Han read the sacrificial text aloud, his voice was loud and solemn, echoing in every corner.

However, at this solemn moment, three powerful auras suddenly rushed into the sky and headed straight for the altar.

The King of Chenliu, the Saint Lord of the Blood Dragon Terrace and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan, these three powerful enemies who have been lurking in the dark, finally joined forces and appeared at this moment.

They flashed and appeared around the altar, surrounding the King of Han.

"King of Han, your doom has come!" King Chenliu sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp sword energy attacked the King of Han.

The Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Terrace and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan were not to be outdone. They launched attacks from different directions, intending to kill the King of Han in one fell swoop.

Faced with this sudden attack, the King of Han did not panic.

He flashed and cleverly avoided the sword energy of Prince Chenliu, while shouting loudly for everyone to stay calm.

"Soldiers, don't panic! Stay at your posts and protect the ceremony!"

The King of Han's voice was firm and powerful, as if it could penetrate the chaotic battlefield and bring a sense of stability to everyone.

When the guards and soldiers heard the King of Han's cry, they immediately regained their courage. They bravely resisted the enemy's attack, trying to buy a glimmer of hope for the King of Han.

Zhu Linlang also reacted quickly at this moment. She waved her sword, forced back the enemy who was fighting with her, and quickly returned to the altar to fight side by side with her father.

Her swordsmanship became more fierce, and each of her swords hit the enemy's vital points directly, trying to rescue her father.

However, the power of Prince Chenliu, the Holy Lord of Blood Dragon Terrace and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan were too strong. Their attacks were as fierce as a storm, putting Prince Han and Zhu Linlang into a tough battle.

Although they fought hard, they gradually fell into a disadvantage.

At this moment, suddenly a golden light descended from the sky and enveloped the entire altar.

Complex golden lines suddenly lit up on the ground around the altar. These lines seemed to come alive, winding and moving, and finally converging into a huge golden dragon, hovering above the altar.

When the Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform saw this, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he did not retreat. Instead, he shouted coldly and intensified the offensive together with the King of Chenliu and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan, trying to defeat the King of Han before the formation was fully activated.

The three of them working together are incredibly powerful.

Although Zhu Linlang was brave, he had to retreat temporarily under the siege of three top masters.

She dodged a heavy blow from the Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform, but saw three people approaching the King of Han on the altar.

"Father!" Zhu Linlang screamed and wanted to turn back to rescue him, but was knocked back several steps by a powerful force.

At this moment, the King of Han on the altar was unusually calm.

He knew very well that he could not panic at this moment and had to stay calm in order to withstand the joint attack of these three powerful enemies.

Seeing that the attacks of the three men were about to fall, the King of Han took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

Suddenly, he flashed and miraculously avoided the siege of three people and appeared on the other side of the altar.

"You three traitors, today is your doom!"

The King of Han shouted angrily and waved his hands. The golden light on the altar suddenly intensified, and the golden dragon seemed to have received an order and rushed towards the three people with a roar.

Upon seeing this, the three Blood Dragon Platform Saint Lords' faces changed drastically.

They had not expected that the King of Han could control such a powerful formation, and his cultivation was far beyond their expectations.

At this moment, they had to deal with the attack of this golden dragon with all their strength.

For a moment, the battle above the altar entered a white-hot stage.

The golden dragon fought fiercely with the three people. The energy was so strong and the energy fluctuations shook the entire Shenjing City.

A hint of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform. He suddenly took out a black bead from his arms and threw it into the sky.

The bead instantly burst out with a powerful evil aura and turned into a black light that rushed towards the golden dragon.

At the same time, bursts of loud explosions suddenly broke out in various places in Shenjing City.

As the explosions continued, the city of Shenjing fell into chaos.

The once bustling streets were now filled with smoke, and the people were panicking and running everywhere.

The spirit of humanity trembled and wilted under the impact of this evil force, as if shrouded in a thick layer of darkness.

The evil power released by the black bead was like a spreading black fog, rapidly eroding every corner of the city.

Under the impact of the black light, the golden dragon's light gradually dimmed and almost dissipated.

It twisted its body in pain, and it seemed extremely difficult under the erosion of the black fog.

When the King of Han saw this, his heart sank.

He knew that this was a critical moment and the power of the dragon must not be destroyed.

So he gritted his teeth and formed seals with his hands again, trying to strengthen the power of the formation and make the dragon shine again.

However, the three Holy Lords of the Blood Dragon Platform did not give King Han this opportunity.

They took advantage of the weakening of the dragon's power and intensified their offensive. Sharp sword energy and demonic power attacked the altar, intending to destroy the altar and kill the King of Han in one fell swoop.

Zhu Linlang was extremely anxious at the moment. She waved her sword and tried hard to force back the enemy, trying to buy time for her father.

However, Zhu Linlang was besieged by more than a dozen black-clad assassins and was unable to escape for a while.

At the same time, on the altar, the King of Han was also facing siege from the three men of the King of Chenliu.

"King of Han, your doom has come, why don't you surrender quickly!" King Chenliu said with a sneer.

“Hmph, you traitors and villains, it’s too early for you to want to kill me, the King of Han!” The King of Han shouted angrily and dodged the attack of the King of Chenliu cleverly.

Seeing that the attack had been going on for a long time without success, the Blood Dragon Platform Saint Lord's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness: "Don't waste time talking to him, and make a quick decision!"

As he spoke, he flipped his palm and a black sword appeared in his hand, slashing towards the King of Han.

The demon king of the demon clan was not willing to be outdone. He flashed and turned into a shadow and rushed towards King Han.

Facing the siege of three great masters, although the King of Han was in danger, there was no fear on his face.

He took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.

Suddenly, he flashed and miraculously avoided the siege of three people.

Seeing the three people attacking again, the King of Han did not retreat but advanced and took the initiative to attack.

He formed seals with his hands, the true energy in his body surged, and a powerful aura emanated from him and soared into the sky.

"Eight Dragon Subduing Moves, First Move: Dragon Diving into the Abyss!"

With a loud shout from the King of Han, he leaped out like a dragon and pounced on the King of Chenliu.

This move, Dragon Diving into the Abyss, is the first of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Styles, a martial art inherited from the Han Wang family, and is known for its swift and fierce attack. (End of this chapter)