Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

"The Hidden Dragon Ranking?" Tang Luo looked at the handsome white-clad swordsman in front of him, recalling the information he had just seen in the library.

There are numerous lists in this world, ranking the world's talents, beauties, martial arts techniques, famous swords, and so on. The Hidden Dragon List is one of them.

The rankings are conducted by a mysterious force called "Tianji Pavilion," and are highly impartial and influential.

The Hidden Dragon Ranking lists those promising talents who have yet to fully develop their potential, with the location listed as the prefix.

Generally speaking, only regions at the 'county' level or lower would have such a list.

Depending on the region, the number of entries on the list ranges from one hundred to one thousand.

The Yunjing County Hidden Dragon List includes a total of two hundred people, all of whom are under thirty years old.

As the information in his mind gradually surfaced with his memories, and as his understanding became clearer, Tang Luo looked at Chen Luanping with increasing surprise, and he also held Wang Yuande, who had invited the two of them, in much higher regard.

Ranking 197 is at the very bottom of the Yun Jing Qian Long Ranking, which only includes 200 people.

But the problem is, this isn't Yunjing County.

Tang Luo glanced at Wang Yuande, who was standing tall in front of him, and confirmed once again that this was Dongling City.

The Hidden Dragon List includes two hundred people, which seems like a lot, but considering the vastness of this world, it is exceptionally rare.

The city of Dongling, which I am currently in, has a population of over 500,000 in the inner city and twice that number in the outer city. In addition to the outer city, the various villages also have a large population.

The total number of people is at least two million.

Yunjing County has twenty-four such cities under its jurisdiction. Although most of them are not as large as Dongling City, their population is at least one million.

Yunjing County City itself is also a super large city, with an even larger number of cultivators.

In total, there are tens of millions of people. Even if we cut off more than half due to age, there are still nearly ten million.

In addition, Tianchengmen will also participate in the ranking of Yunjing Qianlong Ranking due to its geographical location.

The abilities of those who stand out from so many people on the Hidden Dragon List are self-evident.

The astonishment in Tang Luo's eyes was genuine.

Chen Luanping clearly enjoyed the attention he received, feeling a slight sense of pride.

Tang Luo carefully observed the white-clad swordsman before him, feeling a surge of anticipation.

The term "Hidden Dragon" refers more to "potential" than actual strength. With the help of the powerful perception of the Blood Blade Ancestor, Tang Luo was able to sense that Chen Luanping in front of him had not yet broken through to the Innate Realm.

In other words, he is still at the Spirit Seed Realm, and even within the Spirit Seed Realm, he has most likely never reached his peak.

Such a person is an excellent whetstone for the [Blood Blade Ancestor].

A battle with him would truly reveal the current level of [Blood Blade Ancestor].

Even if Tang Luo loses this battle, he is not afraid.

There was no life-or-death feud between him and Chen Luanping. It was unlikely that Wang Yuande invited these two men here to kill them; it was simply to show off his background.

Moreover, the Blood Shadow Divine Skill is really good at running.

But if today passes, he will find it difficult to find another strong opponent to engage in a battle that is unlikely to be life-or-death.

"Sir, why don't you come and have a match?" Tang Luo looked at Chen Luanping and extended an invitation.

???

You want to challenge me?!

You know I'm on the Hidden Dragon List, yet you still dare to challenge me?!

Chen Luanping stared blankly at the yellow-faced old monk in front of him, seemingly not yet having reacted.

But a moment later, Tang Luo felt that the white-clad swordsman in front of him was emanating a terrifying aura, and his eyes were filled with anger, like a vicious beast that wanted to devour him whole.

But thankfully, Chen Luanping hadn't lost his mind. He turned to look at Qin Chen beside him, seeking his opinion with his eyes.

After Qin Chen nodded, he stepped forward, walked to an open space, and said coldly, "Come on!"

Chen Luanping stood in the center of the open space, staring at the yellow-faced old monk in front of him, without saying anything more.

Only a real defeat can make the other side understand that Chen Luanping is not someone that just anyone can challenge.

"Thank you for your guidance!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Luo did not hesitate. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, transformed into a blood-red shadow, and charged forward with his knife!

At the same time, Chen Luanping drew his sword and stabbed at Tang Luo!

In an instant, swords clashed, metal clanged, and a visible shockwave spread out from the point of impact. Tang Luo felt an unprecedented power emanating from the Blood Transformation Blade, as strong as a mountain. Even though he had fully activated his inner strength, he was still knocked back for a moment.

Along with the immense power came a weak internal force, like a persistent, insidious infection, transmitted from the tip of the blade. However, compared to the pure power, this internal force was instantly worn away by the even more powerful internal force within Tang Luo's body.

Chen Luanping turned his sword and did not continue his attack. You should know that although he cultivated the "Myriad Thoughts of Entanglement" and had the help of the "Supreme Aperture Opening Method" and the "Myriad Threads of Entanglement" to open sixty-three apertures, strength was not his forte. In addition, the "Entangling Silk Erosion Sword" he cultivated was not a fast-attack sword, so he was even weaker in terms of strength.

But even in his weakest area, Tang Luo couldn't compare, let alone in other aspects.

Just as he was preparing his victory speech, he looked up and saw a blood-red figure charging towards him with a knife!

His act of sheathing his sword at this moment actually cost him the initiative!

He hastily drew his sword and held it horizontally in front of him to block the first strike, but immediately, the next strike was already in front of him, forcing him to raise his sword again to block it.

Then came a fierce onslaught like a tidal wave. The initial advantage was lost forever, forcing Chen Luanping to run around with his sword, constantly maneuvering, trying his best to block the blood blade.

"I'd like to see how you plan to block my Entangling Thousand Threads of Internal Energy!"

Chen Luanping was slightly angry, but he was not in a hurry. With the help of his internal energy, he adjusted his posture while blocking the blood blade in front of him that was condensed with enormous internal energy.

But as time went on, he was forced to retreat by the blood-stained blade in front of him, and several times the blade tip almost grazed his cheek.

He stared blankly at the old monk in front of him, raising his sword again and again to block the blood-stained blade. In the process, he couldn't even mount a single effective counterattack.

The swordsmanship of the person in front of him was impenetrable and flawless. Every strike came from an almost impossible point. And once he tried to fight back and raised his sword to strike, the other party would quickly pull away, like a slippery eel!

What puzzled him even more was that every time their swords clashed, his "Entwined Thousand Threads of Inner Qi" would pour into his opponent's body through that instant of contact, constantly corroding his opponent's flesh and blood and hindering the opponent's inner qi circulation.

Swords have clashed more than a hundred times now!

He poured at least ten percent of his internal energy into the other person's body.

However... Chen Luanping looked at the increasingly radiant old monk with a yellow face, and felt as if something was blocking his heart.

This is impossible!

Admittedly, his internal energy has not yet filled all his acupoints, and he has not planted all the spiritual seeds, but the difference in their basic abilities is already large enough.

Based solely on the strength of his opponent during the exchange, he could tell that his opponent was practicing at most a level 69 Awakening Technique, or even a level 59 Awakening Technique. With only 40 or 50 acupoints opened, his foundation was shallow. The difference between his "Entwined Thousand Threads Diagram," which was a superior Awakening Technique even among the highest-level Awakening Techniques, was simply unimaginable.

The path of cultivation is a step-by-step process, and the difference in the methods of enlightenment is already an insurmountable chasm. If you start off slightly behind, the difference later on will be more than just a little.

That's why, even though they were both at the Spirit Seed Realm, he was much weaker than me despite his advanced age.

But... why...?

"Their skill is far too advanced!" Qin Chen, looking at the two figures in red and white in the courtyard, explained to Wang Yuande, who was unfamiliar with cultivation, beside him:

"Luan Ping's 'Entangling Silk Sword' is an extremely advanced martial art. It is a perfect match with the 'Entangling Silk Thousand Silk Diagram' and the 'Entangling Silk Thousand Silk Inner Qi' cultivated by it. The combination of the two is far more than just one plus one equals two."

On the other hand, although I have never seen his method of enlightenment, I suspect it is not very sophisticated, at most superior, or even possibly mediocre.

It was precisely because his skills were inadequate and his foundation too weak that in every encounter you saw, this Blood Saber Monk would break up immediately upon contact, quickly retreating to dissipate the force, and dared not entangle with Luan Ping for too long.

This is precisely a manifestation of his fear of a direct confrontation with Luan Ping.

His physical strength was far inferior to Luan Ping's; if they were to truly clash, it would be the Blood Saber Monk who would be injured. He dared not engage in a direct confrontation.

Wang Yuande, who was standing to the side, used his enhanced eyesight after his breakthrough to try and see the battle clearly. He then discovered that, just as Qin Chen had said, Tang Luo usually separated after a single contact, never giving his opponent any chance to prolong the fight.

With each confrontation, even from his expression, Wang Yuande could see that Chen Luanping was becoming increasingly impatient and agitated.

"How did he do that?" Wang Yuande was puzzled. He didn't understand why Tang Luo, despite being at a disadvantage in strength, was able to control the rhythm of the battle and keep the fight going in the direction he needed.

"This is what I was just saying. This Blood Blade Monk's skills are too superb, far surpassing Luan Ping's."

Every move and attack by Luan Ping was entirely under his control; in fact, it could be said that Luan Ping's moves were guided by him.

He had enough foresight to anticipate every encounter and was prepared to counterattack.

Furthermore, he somehow managed to dispel the obstruction caused by the entry of the Thousand Threads of Inner Qi into his body.

"What should we do, young Brother Chen?"