Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit every day

The night was dark, and there was silence in Shenjing City. Only the occasional footsteps of the patrol team broke the heavy silence.

Zhu Linlang stood on the top of the palace, the night wind gently blowing her hair, and her eyes shone with determination.

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

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

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps broke the tranquility of the palace. The guard hurriedly entered the room and knelt down in front of the King of Han: "Your Majesty, the princess has requested to see you and has an urgent military intelligence report."

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

Zhu Linlang quickly walked into the room with a solemn expression: "Father, we have discovered a mysterious force that has sneaked into the city. It is likely that they are people from the Monster Clan and the Blood Dragon Platform."

When the King of Han heard this, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "They finally started to take action. Linlang, how are our preparations?"

"In accordance with your instructions, we have stepped up patrols around the palace and contacted the knights in the city to prepare for emergencies." Zhu Linlang replied.

King Han nodded: "Very good, this ceremony is a severe test for us. Linlang, you must remember that no matter what happens, you must stay calm and stick to your position."

Zhu Linlang nodded solemnly: "Yes, father. I will do my best to ensure that the ceremony goes smoothly."

As the night gets darker, the atmosphere in Shenjing City becomes increasingly tense.

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

The King of Han, Zhu Linlang and others were also prepared to deal with the upcoming crisis.

The sky gradually turns white, and a new day is coming.

The preparations for the Zen Ceremony have entered the final stage, and the streets of Shenjing City began to become lively. People walked out of their homes one after another, wanting to see this grand ceremony.

However, in this happy and peaceful atmosphere, there is a chilling atmosphere hidden.

Zhu Linlang wore a military uniform and patrolled every corner of the palace with heroic appearance to ensure that everything was safe.

The time for the ceremony is getting closer and closer, and the crowd in the palace is gradually increasing.

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

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

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

Everyone looked up and saw a man in black standing in the sky, exuding a fierce aura.

"King Han, your end has come!"

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

Zhu Linlang quickly pulled out the long sword in her hand and rushed forward to fight with the man in black. At the same time, she shouted loudly for everyone to protect the King of Heroes.

In the palace, a fierce battle suddenly broke out.

Zhu Linlang and the man in black were fighting inextricably, with swords flying freely and cold light flying everywhere.

Her swordsmanship is exquisite and capable of both offense and defense, but the man in black is no ordinary person either. Every attack is extremely sharp and terrifying.

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

Taking advantage of this moment, several more black shadows jumped out from the crowd. They held sharp knives and had cold eyes, heading straight towards the King of Han under the altar.

These killers obviously planned carefully and chose to take action during the fierce battle between Zhu Linlang and the man in black, intending to kill the King of Han in one fell swoop.

The guards around King Han reacted immediately. They unsheathed their swords and faced the oncoming killer.

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

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

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

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

The man in black obviously noticed the change in Zhu Linlang, but his offensive did not weaken, but became more fierce.

The battle between the two entered a fierce stage, and every flash of sword light was frightening.

At the same time, the battle under the altar became increasingly fierce.

Although the guards are brave and good at fighting, the killers are obviously not ordinary people.

Their swordsmanship was sharp and their moves were ruthless, and for a while they were inextricably linked 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 must remain calm in order to stabilize the morale of the army.

So, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, for the safety of Shenjing City and for the sake of our homeland, fight the enemy with all your strength!"

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 jumped into battle, fighting alongside the guards.

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

The King of Han stood on the high platform and glanced around. He saw that the killers of the Blood Dragon Platform were gradually being suppressed. Their offensive had obviously weakened, while his guards and troops were becoming more and more courageous as they fought, and the situation was gradually improving.

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

King Chenliu and the people from the Yao clan never showed up, which undoubtedly filled King Han's heart with worry.

They are lurking in secret, surely waiting for the best time to give themselves a fatal blow.

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

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the distance of the palace, and then a strong breath quickly approached.

The King of Han looked intently, and saw a team of black-clothed men rushing quickly. They were very fast and rushed to the front of the palace in a blink of an eye.

The black-clothed man in the lead was tall and had a stern face. His eyes swept through the crowd and finally fell on the King of Han.

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

"King of Chenliu!"

The pupils of the King of Han shrank and recognized the identity of the person.

He flashed and cleverly dodged the sword energy, and at the same time shouted loudly for everyone to be careful.

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

The guards and the army immediately went up to fight with the demon warriors.

For a moment, the whole palace was in chaos, with shouts and clashes of weapons.

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

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The time had come, and the bells of the ceremony echoed 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, and despite the powerful enemies such as the King of Chenliu, the Lord of the Blood Dragon Terrace, and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan, his eyes revealed firmness and decisiveness.

As the bells fell, the ceremony officially began.

The King of Han read the sacrificial text loudly, his voice was loud and solemn, and it echoed in every corner.

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

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

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

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

The Lord of 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 dodged the sword energy of the King of Chenliu, while shouting loudly for everyone to stay calm.

"Soldiers, don't panic! Hold your post and protect the ceremony!"

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

The guards and the army heard the King of Han's shouts and immediately cheered up. They bravely resisted the enemy's attacks and tried to win a glimmer of life for the King of Han.

Zhu Linlang also reacted quickly at this moment. She waved her long 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 sword skills were more fierce, and each sword hit the enemy's vital points directly, trying to rescue her father.

However, the strength of King Chenliu, the Lord of the Blood Dragon Platform, and the Great Demon King of the Demon Clan was too strong. Their attacks were as fierce as a storm, causing King Han and Zhu Linlang to fall into a bitter battle.

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

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

Complex golden patterns suddenly lit up on the ground around the altar. These patterns seemed to come alive, winding and wandering, and finally gathered into a huge golden dragon, hovering over the altar.

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

The three of them joined forces, and their power was amazing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You three traitors, today is your doom!"

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

The three people of the Blood Dragon Platform changed their faces when they saw this.

They didn't expect 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 the golden dragon with all their strength.

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

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

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

The bead instantly burst out with a strong evil breath, turning into a black light and rushing towards the golden dragon.

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

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

The originally prosperous streets were now filled with smoke, and the people were panicking and running around.

The human spirit trembled and withered under the impact of this evil force, as if shrouded by 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 light of the golden dragon gradually dimmed and almost disintegrated.

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

Seeing this, the King of Han felt depressed.

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 let the dragon shine again.

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

They took advantage of the weakening of the dragon's power to intensify their offensive, and a series of sharp sword energy and demonic power attacked the altar, intending to destroy the altar and kill the King of Han.

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

However, Zhu Linlang was besieged by more than a dozen black-clad assassins and could not get away for a while.

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

"King of Han, your doomsday has come, why don't you surrender quickly!" King Chenliu sneered.

"Humph, you traitors, it's too early for you to want my life!" King Han shouted angrily, and his figure flashed, cleverly avoiding the attack of King Chenliu.

Seeing that he could not attack for a long time, the Holy Lord of the Blood Dragon Terrace flashed a trace of viciousness in his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense with him, fight quickly!"

As he said, he flipped his palm, and a black long sword appeared in his hand, slashing at the King of Han.

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

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

He took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

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

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

He formed seals with his hands, and the true energy in his body surged. A powerful momentum emanated from him and rushed straight into the sky.

"Eight Styles of Subduing Dragons, the first style: Dragon Hiding in the Abyss!"

With a loud shout from the King of Han, he rushed out like a dragon and rushed straight to the King of Chenliu.

This move of Dragon Hiding in the Abyss is the first style of the Eight Styles of Heavenly Dragons in the family martial arts of the King of Han, and is known for its swift and unparalleled offensive. (End of this chapter)