Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

Long Beibei was taken away by Long Huihuang, and this battle naturally showed that Dou Nianhua won.

Lin Bai asked curiously: "What do those words Dou Nianhua said just now mean?"

Zhaoyue said in a low voice: "Now the leader of the Qinglong Tribe has only one daughter, Long Beibei, but you have also seen that Long Beibei's talent and character cannot carry the banner of the Qinglong Tribe!"

"In our world of martial arts, warriors live and die, so it is very important to determine the next successor of the Qinglong Tribe!"

"For example, the prince of the Great Witch Dynasty, the saint son of Dongzhou Academy, and the sword son of the Sword God family are basically similar to heirs. Once there is a major problem in the family, these heirs will directly take over the power of the family!"

"And the same goes for the Qinglong Tribe!"

"It's a pity that Long Beibei's performance over the years seems not to be recognized by the Qinglong tribe. In addition, there is Long Yu in the tribe. Everyone feels that Long Yu is more suitable to be the leader of the Qinglong tribe than Long Beibei." Young Patriarch!"

"Under the coercion and inducement from the senior officials of the Qinglong Tribe, Long Huihuang could only agree to give Long Yu a chance!"

Zhaoyue whispered.

"So there was this young clan leader's battle!"

"It is said that it was decided last year. Long Huihuang gave Long Beibei one year of practice time. One year has passed. If the time is correct now, it should be about three months later. Long Beibei will meet Long Yu A fight!”

"If this victory is achieved, Long Beibei will still be the first heir of the Qinglong Tribe!"

"But if Long Beibei loses, Long Yu will become the first heir!"

Zhaoyue said calmly.

"So that's it. She said that she will defeat a very powerful person in the near future. Does she mean Long Yu?" Lin Bai said calmly in his heart.

Long Huihuang left with Long Beibei.

Great Elder Long Ying said with a smile: "Okay, let's have the next competition!"

The elder who presided over the competition shouted: "The next competition will be between Long Yu of our clan and Miao Zhi of the foreign clan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome young man Long Yu jumped up and landed in the field.

Then Miao Zhi, a foreigner, also walked out.

"Brother Longyu is here!"

"Although Big Brother Long Yu's martial spirit is not high, his ability is extremely great!"

"Yes, Brother Longyu is suitable to lead our Qinglong Tribe!"

Looking at Long Yu, both the foreign warriors and the warriors from the Qinglong tribe seemed to be extremely appreciative of it and praised it constantly.

Long Yuluo was in the middle of the field, and not long after, a tall and muscular man walked out across from him. He cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Brother Long Yu, long time no see!"

Long Yu said with a calm smile: "Brother Miao Zhi, I was defeated by you last year, and this year I am coming to avenge my shame!"

Miao Zhi laughed and said: "Haha, let's try it!"

Miao Zhi also has a good reputation among foreigners, especially since he is almost thirty years old and his cultivation is at the second level of the realm of life and death, which is much stronger than Long Yu.

"Miao Zhi is a strong man at the second level of the realm of life and death. He is a level higher than Long Yu. I wonder if Long Yu can be his opponent!"

"It's probably difficult. A difference in realm is not fun!"

The surrounding warriors were watching the duel on the field with bated breath.

Immediately, after the two sides settled down, Long Yu took the lead and turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Miao Zhi.

Miao Zhi smiled slightly and took action.

The two of them were on the court, going back and forth, making fierce moves.

Lin Bai stood in mid-air, looking at the fierce battle in the field, and couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, after three hundred moves, Long Yu suddenly hit Miao Zhi on the chest with a palm. Although Miao Zhi quickly retreated, at this moment, a spear flew out from Long Yu's long sleeve. Holding the sharp sword in his hand, the tip of the sword instantly appeared on Miao Zhi's throat.

"I...I lost!"

Miao Zhi said in horror.

Long Yu smiled slightly, put the long sword into her long sleeves again, cupped her fists and said with a smile: "I accept!"

"Wow, Long Yu is so powerful, he even defeated a warrior at the second level of the realm of life and death!"

"Yeah, I didn't even understand what was going on? Miao Zhi lost!"

"Long Yu, you are worthy of being the number one person in our Qinglong tribe!"

Many warriors exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing Long Yu's victory, Zhao Yue asked with a slight smile: "How?"

Lin Bai chuckled and said: "He is actually a sword cultivator! But compared to other young warriors who have fought against him, this person is considered to be better. He knows how to restrain his sharpness!"

"If he hadn't taken out the long sword from his sleeve at the last moment, I'm afraid no one would have known that he was actually a sword cultivator!"

"This person is indeed superior to other warriors from the Qinglong Tribe in terms of character, intelligence, cultivation, scheming and other aspects!"

Lin Bai nodded lightly and said.

Zhaoyue chuckled and said, "It seems that you are very optimistic about Long Yu's performance!"

Lin Bai smiled and said: "I didn't say I was optimistic about him. Judging from the abilities he has shown now, he can barely reach the level of a genius. But above Dongzhou, almost all the quasi-sages of Dongzhou Academy are. Do better than him!"

"So, I still feel normal!"

Lin Bai shook his head and said, boringly.

Although the Qinglong Tribe is one of the seventy-two tribes on the land of Nanzhou, it is still not worth mentioning in front of a behemoth like Dongzhou Academy.

Although Long Yu's demonstrated strength is still barely at the level of a genius, any quasi-holy son from Dongzhou Academy can easily defeat Long Yu!

The gap between this is really too big.

"But even so, it may not be easy for Long Beibei to defeat Long Yu in three months." Lin Bai also saw that although Long Yu was unbearable, Long Beibei was even weaker!

Just as the senior officials of the Qinglong Tribe said, Long Beibei's temperament and talent are not suitable for being a leader, nor are they suitable for being the patriarch of the Qinglong Tribe.

And Long Yu seems to be more suitable than Long Beibei.

"Let's go, the competition is over." Zhao Yue said to Lin Bai.

Lin Bai nodded silently and took Lin Ye back to his residence.

After returning to her residence, she was silent all night. Then on the next day, Zhaoyue left her residence again and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Bai was standing in the yard, holding the wooden sword he had carved in his hand, holding his breath and concentrating. Although he had no spiritual power in his body, Lin Bai was holding the sword in his hand, and the sword intent emanating from his body was. Extraordinarily amazing.

At this moment, there was a commotion on the courtyard wall.

Lin Bai looked back and saw a girl climbing over the wall. She was standing in the corner with scars all over her body. The wounds on her body were bandaged with white cloth and were still bleeding.

Lin Bai put away his wooden sword and looked at this person with a normal expression.

The girl stood in the corner, her head lowered, as if she was crying, and her whole body was twitching.

"The person you said you were going to defeat in the near future? Is it Long Yu?" Lin Bai asked after being silent for a while.

The girl lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai shook his head and said: "Give up, you are no match for him!"

Hearing Lin Bai's words, the girl raised her head, with a face full of tears and scars, looked at Lin Bai angrily, and stubbornly yelled at Lin Bai: "I will definitely defeat him!"