Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 247: Saint’s Appearance! The Strongest Talent in Five Thousand Years!

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Saint’s Appearance! The Strongest Talent in Five Thousand Years!

When the others heard this, their spirits lifted. Yes, Chu Yue was also extraordinary.

But at that moment, the Imperial Clan Elder at the front continued, "First place in the Dragon Drum trial, Lin Xuan!"

"What?"

The words caused an uproar, and the members of the Star Pavilion were dumbfounded.

How could Lin Xuan possibly be first in the Dragon Drum trial?

Shangguan Hao roared, "Did you make a mistake? Chu Yue produced twelve Dragon Sounds! She should be first!"

"That’s right!" the others echoed, dissatisfied.

The Star Pavilion Master even stood up and declared, "You are being unfair.

"You can’t favor Lin Xuan just because he broke the Dragon Ladder record.

"The first place in the Dragon Drum trial clearly belongs to Chu Yue!"

The Imperial Clan Elder shook his head. "We have not favored anyone. First place in the Dragon Drum trial did indeed produce twelve Dragon Sounds, but it was not Chu Yue who accomplished it.

"Chu Yue only produced nine Dragon Sounds.

"The one who produced twelve Dragon Sounds was Lin Xuan."

Impossible? The Star Pavilion Master couldn’t accept it. The people of the Star Pavilion were in an uproar. Chu Zhongtian’s record had already been broken, making Chu Yue their last hope. They absolutely could not allow this hope to be shattered. They all turned to Chu Yue. "Chu Yue, quickly tell the members of the Imperial Clan that you were the one who produced the twelve Dragon Sounds!"

Chu Yue remained silent, lowering her head in extreme shame. She wished she could find a hole to crawl into and hide. It really wasn’t her who had produced the twelve Dragon Sounds. How could she possibly explain?

"Chu Yue, what are you hesitating for?" Shangguan Hao and the others didn’t understand. Why wasn’t she refuting it?

"Hahaha!" Lin Xuan laughed. "Because the one who produced twelve Dragon Sounds wasn’t her at all. It was me!"

How could this be? The Star Pavilion Master stood there in a daze. Shangguan Hao and Leng Rushuang were stunned. They recalled how they had mocked Lin Xuan when he claimed to have produced twelve Dragon Sounds. It turned out they were the real clowns all along! Lin Xuan hadn’t been bragging. He really was the one who had done it!

He took first place in both elimination trials. This is just too heaven-defying! Has he really surpassed the first echelon?

At this thought, Shangguan Hao and Leng Rushuang were filled with terror and despair. They had unwittingly provoked such a frightening expert. They were doomed.

Just then, an ancestor of the Imperial Clan arrived. He walked up to Lin Xuan with a smile and said, "Lin Xuan, receive the imperial decree!"

With that, the ancestor took out a scroll and unfurled it, revealing four grand, flamboyantly written characters: "Peerless and Unmatched!"

The characters shone with a golden light as dazzling as the sun, stunning the countless onlookers. They felt a supreme aura emanating from the words, an overwhelming might that pressed down on them so heavily they couldn’t even lift their heads.

The Imperial Clan ancestor said, "These words were personally written for you by the Emperor himself.

"He also said that Young Master Lin has the Saint’s Appearance, and with you, the Great Xia is destined to prosper!"

The entire arena was shocked. Everyone gasped. They never imagined the Emperor would value Lin Xuan so highly.

"Lin Xuan is too incredible! Is he being deified?"

"I can’t even imagine how strong he’ll become in the future."

"He might become a Saint of the Great Xia Country!"

"Are we witnessing the rise of a Saint?"

...

The elimination round concluded amidst the crowd’s astonishment.

The participants would now have three days to rest. Afterward, the finals would begin, where the geniuses who passed the elimination round would compete for their final rankings.

Everyone grew excited. The finals were finally here! While the elimination round was astonishing, the finals promised to be even more spectacular. It would be a true tournament where the many prodigies would finally face off against one another. Who was the strongest among them? Who would claim the top spot on this year’s Hidden Dragon Chart?

"Is there any need to ask? It’s obviously Lin Xuan."

"Even the Emperor favors him. Is it even a contest at this point?"

The members of the first echelon fell silent, and Chu Yue despaired. They were completely outshone, utterly eclipsed in Lin Xuan’s presence.

At that moment, an Imperial Clan Elder approached him. "Young Master Lin," he said, "we hope you will not participate in the upcoming matches. Your talent is peerless, and your future is full of possibilities. However, you are still too young and not yet a match for the first echelon. If you were to be injured during the competition, it would be troublesome and could affect your future cultivation. Therefore, we hope you will withdraw from the remainder of this tournament. It would be better to maintain your current state, train well, and wait for the next tournament. It will not be too late to compete then, once you’ve become a nine-star Martial General."

The other participants gasped when they heard this.

"Even the Imperial Clan doesn’t have faith in Lin Xuan’s chances?"

"No, you’re wrong. It’s because they have *too much* faith in him. They’re trying to protect him."

"He has the Saint’s Appearance! Getting injured now isn’t worth the risk."

"Besides, the elimination round has an element of luck."

"Lin Xuan is extraordinarily talented and lucky, which is why he could rank first in the eliminations."

"But the finals are different. That’s real combat, judged on raw combat power and fighting skill! No matter how gifted that kid is, he’s only a five-star Martial General right now. He can’t possibly defeat the top experts."

"He has no chance of being the champion."

"I doubt he could even make it into the top ten."

"I agree."

"No matter how heaven-defying he is, he can’t possibly fight across five entire cultivation realms, can he?"

The crowd nodded in agreement, finding the reasoning sound. It seemed Lin Xuan was going to withdraw from the competition after all. What a shame. I really wanted to see him fight.

Lin Xuan was taken aback. "Withdraw? Why would I withdraw?" he asked. "Thank you for the Imperial Clan’s kind intentions, but I have no plans to quit."

"But..." The Imperial Clan Elder hesitated. "We are only doing this for your own good, Young Master."

Lin Xuan smiled. "Don’t worry. I’m very strong. They can’t hurt me."

"In that case, Young Master, you must be careful. Do not overexert yourself," the Imperial Clan Elder reminded him again and again.

Hearing this, the members of Wangyue Pavilion grew extremely worried. The Wangyue Pavilion Master asked, "Lin Xuan, what are your chances?"

Lin Xuan smiled. "Pavilion Master, rest assured. I will definitely take first place! I already possess the combat power of a Grandmaster. The others are no match for me at all."

The Wangyue Pavilion Master fell silent. He didn’t believe it. Lin Xuan is just a five-star Martial General. How could he possibly possess the power of a Grandmaster? It’s simply too absurd.

He acknowledged that Lin Xuan was extraordinary—placing first in both elimination trials and even breaking Long Tiantian’s record was truly earth-shattering. But no matter how incredible he was, possessing the strength of a Grandmaster should be impossible. He’s bragging, or maybe he’s just getting arrogant. Has breaking a few records made him look down on everyone? If so, he’s in for a rude awakening when he faces a true expert. He’ll suffer a great loss.

After a moment of thought, the Pavilion Master said, "Lin Xuan, you need to adjust your mindset. The finals are different from the eliminations. They aren’t a test of talent or luck.

"They are a test of combat power."

"Don’t worry," Lin Xuan replied. "My results weren’t based on luck. They were based on strength!"

The Wangyue Pavilion Master was speechless.

So was the crowd.

They were all extremely worried for him.

Over at the Star Pavilion’s area, the Grand Elder approached Chu Yue. "Chu Yue, don’t you worry," he said. "So what if that kid broke a few records? So what if his talent is unrivaled?

"He’s still just a five-star Martial General. His combat power can’t be that strong.

"At most, he can fight across four minor realms.

"That would only put him on par with a nine-star Martial General.

"You, on the other hand, have trained with me for a month. Your combat techniques are already perfectly honed.

"And with that move you created yourself, the Dragon Palm, your strength is at the very top of the first echelon.

"You will absolutely make it into the top five!

"And if you’re lucky, you might even contend for the championship!"

"Really?" Chu Yue looked up sharply.

The Grand Elder nodded. "Of course it’s true. Do you doubt my judgment? Besides, even the Imperial Clan advised Lin Xuan to withdraw. That proves they also believe his current strength is lacking."

This is wonderful! Chu Yue was so excited she was on the verge of tears. She clenched her fists. Lin Xuan, so what if you were first in the eliminations? So what if you broke records? So what if you’re talented? The finals are all about combat power! Right now, no matter how talented you are, your combat power is no match for mine! Just you watch! In the finals, I will definitely surpass you! I will trample you under my feet!

Shangguan Hao and Leng Rushuang also grew excited. If what the Grand Elder says is true, Lin Xuan’s combat power is just average. He might not even be as strong as us!

The other prodigies of the first echelon also breathed a sigh of relief. So what if Lin Xuan becomes some heaven-defying monster in the future? So what if he becomes a Saint? Right now, he’s just a five-star Martial General! His strength is weak! He can’t compare to us!

「In the blink of an eye, three days passed.」

On the morning of the final day, as the sun rose, the crowd’s excitement reached a fever pitch. The finals were finally about to begin.