I, Who Can Only Kill The Emperor In Seconds, Transform Into The Emperor's Harvester

On the martial arts field, Lin Xuanqing stood with his hands behind his back.

"Wang Lin, there is no need to worry about this battle, just take action."

Lin Xuanqing said.

Wang Lin touched the black beads in his arms and asked hesitantly: "Ancestor, do I have to go all out?"

“Not only do you give it your all, but you also have to do it without any reservations.”

Wang Lin thought for a moment and nodded.

"Ancestor, I understand."

After that, he removed the shield on his aura, and his true cultivation level at the King of Martial Realm was fully exposed.

Spiritual energy transforms into wings, which is the basic symbol of King Wu.

On the martial arts field, the spiritual energy on Wang Lin's back condensed into nine pairs of dark spiritual wings. The momentum was completely different from before.

"Nine pairs of spiritual wings, actually nine pairs of spiritual wings!"

"It turns out that the ancestor has known for a long time that Wang Lin has hidden his true cultivation level!"

"No wonder, the ancestor named Wang Lin to be ranked 208th. He is not even a bit better than Senior Brother Li, who is ranked first~"

Wang Lin showed off his true cultivation level, and the handyman disciples who were watching were all stunned.

Even Elder Wang's face looked extremely shocked at this moment.

"Not only is this son a Martial King, but he has also attained the first-level Martial King realm!"

As we all know, when a monk reaches the peak of martial arts, the capacity of his Dantian has reached the upper limit of the first stage.

If you want to go further next, you can only temper your Dantian and make a qualitative change in your Dantian.

This process is called "upgrading".

To advance to the rank of Martial King, the number of Dantian upgrades can be up to nine times under normal circumstances.

Those who have been promoted once are ranked ninth grade, those who have been promoted twice are ranked eight, and so on.

The nine pairs of black spiritual wings condensed on Wang Lin's back just show that when Wang Lin was at the peak of the martial spirit realm, his Dantian improved nine times!

Nine is the number of extremes, so the first-grade promotion is also called the best.

Qin Li, as the master of the Zixiao Holy Land, was in the saint realm. When he became King of Martial, he had only been promoted six times.

Even the previous Holy Son Yang Lei, when he was at the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm, attempted the ninth dantian transformation no less than a hundred times, but failed in the end.

"Wang Lin has the qualifications to be a great emperor!"

This was Qin Li's first thought, and also the first thought of other elders present.

"According to the rules of our Holy Land, if you become a second-grade Martial King after eight promotions, you can be listed as a candidate Holy Son and enjoy the resources of the entire Holy Land."

"This Wang Lin is doing the opposite. He must have a big secret and is worried about being discovered by others!"

Beside Qin Li, a Martial Lord Realm elder said.

"What Elder Liu said is absolutely true."

"Wang Lin's method of hiding his cultivation is not even visible to the Peak Master. He must have a great opportunity!"

Another female elder added.

Qin Li looked at Wang Lin on the martial arts field with admiration: "This boy has a great opportunity, but he is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and has a stable character. A disciple with this kind of state of mind will not die young easily!"

The elders nodded, indicating that Qin Li was right.

Throughout the universe, there are countless people with outstanding talents, but those who can redeem their talents are almost rare, and most of them died midway due to various reasons.

"The ancestor came to Xuan Yifeng in person, probably just to enlighten Wang Lin, right?"

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However, in the martial arts arena, Lin Xuanqing was in panic.

I originally planned to choose an early martial spirit to complete the mission, but it turned out that Wang Lin was actually the king of martial arts!

If this competition started like this, Wang Lin would probably be able to kill him with one slap.

"Why are there so many old men~"

Lin Xuanqing was speechless.

But he is the ancestor of the Zixiao Holy Land, and he must not lose in terms of momentum when facing a handyman disciple from the Holy Land.

So he still stood proudly on the martial arts field, his white robe fluttering.

Wang Lin bowed to Lin Xuanqing again, then started using his technique and prepared to take action.

"etc!"

When Lin Xuanqing saw that he was about to attack, he quickly shouted to stop him.

The elders of Xuan Yifeng, as well as the handyman disciples, all turned their attention to Lin Xuanqing.

With so many people watching, Lin Xuanqing panicked.

"I've been exposed, I have to find a way to change my opponent..."

His mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly came up with a solution.

This method is: mouth escape!

"Wang Lin, do you know why I chose you in the first place?"

Lin Xuanqing suddenly asked meaningfully.

Wang Lin was stunned for a moment.

He didn't understand why the ancestor asked this. Isn't it because he was hiding his cultivation?

"Disciple, I don't know. Please tell me, ancestor!"

Lin Xuanqing sighed softly and continued: "Wang Lin, think about it again..."

Faced with this sigh, Wang Lin knew that his ancestor must have deep meaning.

Gradually, he fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Wang Lin had been fooled, Lin Xuanqing finally felt relieved.

His move is called "The Riddler".

Generally speaking, people with such high status like to be riddlers, saying some relatively vague things and letting the people below them figure it out on their own.

But Wang Lin most likely couldn't figure it out, so Lin Xuanqing could use this reason to find someone else.

However, after just a few breaths, the expression on Wang Lin's face suddenly changed from puzzled to suddenly enlightened.

"Ancestor, I understand!"

Holy shit, what do you understand?

Lin Xuanqing was dumbfounded.

Wang Lin took out the black bead from his arms and showed it to everyone.

"Is this a sacred object?"

The moment Qin Li saw the black bead, he realized that it was at least a sacred object.

"No, this doesn't seem to be a sacred object..."

Qin Li observed carefully and found that black beads were surrounding Emperor Yun.

There is an imperial rhyme, indicating that its rank is above the holy level.

"Wang Lin actually has an imperial treasure in his hand!"

The other elders one after another saw the extraordinary nature of this black bead.

"It should be the existence of this imperial treasure that allowed Wang Lin to become the ultimate Martial King."

"It seems that the grade of this imperial treasure should not be low, at least above the fourth level!"

Wang Lin held the black bead and said to Lin Xuanqing: "Ancestor, most of the disciple's cultivation is achieved in the space inside this black bead."

"The speed of time passing in space inside is different from that outside."

"That's why I can cultivate to the Martial King Realm so quickly."

Wang Lin understood that the reason why the ancestor was looking for him must be that the ancestor already knew about the black bead in his hand.

Coupled with Lin Xuanqing's question just now, he was convinced of this idea.

So he simply told the function of the black beads.

However, after hearing Wang Lin's words, before Lin Xuanqing could open his mouth, Peak Master Qin Li screamed out.

That's right, he is a saint, one of the strongest men in the Beihai Domain, but today he is actually as surprised as a child and screams.

He couldn't believe what he just heard.

Wang Lin said that the passage of time inside this black bead is different from that outside!

This shows that there is a time law in the black bead that is independent of the Beihai Tianyu!

Then, it is not an imperial treasure!

"I actually saw it, a Hongmeng Taoist treasure!"