Chapter 90 The Sword Emperor Appears!

The sword emperor statue, like a mountain, shot golden light at the two challengers below.

The next moment, Wang Xianxian's figure disappeared on the spot.

The rest of the candidates were the same.

The collective disappearance of the candidates meant that they had all entered their own battlefield.

The final stage of the college entrance examination, the battle that attracted the attention of the whole world, also began.

After confirming that all candidates had entered the battlefield, Duanmu Qian bowed to the statue of the emperor and then left.

Back in the special invigilation room, Duanmu Qian gave orders in unison.

"Communications are cut off, all city broadcasting licenses are recovered, the central live broadcast channel is opened, and national live broadcast is prepared."

After receiving the order, all staff began to cut off the original signal connection with major city radio and television stations.

Thousands of screens began to flash wildly.

Finally, the live broadcast signal of the examination room was connected to the central radio and television station.

"The signal has been connected, and the signal input is ready."

"Connect!"

With Duanmu Qian's order, the faces of the candidates appeared in everyone's vision again.

...

Wang Xianxian looked at the mountain under his feet, revealing a little nostalgia.

Tianjian Mountain, where the Sword Emperor comprehended the way of swordsmanship.

It is a famous scenic spot in Tianjian City.

This mountain is more like a sword than a mountain!

A sword carved by the Sword Emperor with the way of swordsmanship.

Wang Xianxian is at the top of the mountain at this time.

The top of Tianjian Mountain is unusually flat. It is rumored that the Sword Emperor specially cut it flat.

Touching the flat cut on the top of the mountain with his hand, Wang Xianxian can feel the overwhelming sword intent from it.

At this moment, a weak voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Such a familiar...blood fluctuation..."

"Who!" Wang Xianxian stood up suddenly.

Looking around, Wang Xianxian did not find anyone.

Yun Ying in his body quickly reminded: "This is the sound of the sword intent."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian began to focus on the sword intent of the mountain.

His consciousness sank, and Wang Xianxian's consciousness followed the sword intent to a broken space like purgatory.

The sky here is broken, and you can see endless void through the holes in the sky.

There are huge gullies and deep pits on the ground.

The figure with surging sword intent but covered in blood was pierced by nine thousand-foot-long spears and nailed to the ground.

The extremely black chains were wrapped around his extremely weak body.

The chains engraved with mysterious runes suppressed his extremely sharp sword intent.

His hands were also bound by countless chains, pulled high up to the sky, and his head could only hang down weakly.

Sky chain, earth bondage.

The imprisoned person spoke weakly.

"Why does the Golden Crow bloodline... contain... my Wang family bloodline..."

"No... you are not a congenital spirit race... you are an acquired spirit race... that means..."

"You are... a member of the Wang family... "

After hearing this, Wang Xianxian refuted softly.

"I am no longer a member of the Wang family."

Hearing the answer, the mysterious voice suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, he spoke sadly.

"So that's the case..."

After speaking, both sides fell into silence.

Finally, Wang Xianxian was the first to break the silence.

"Who are you, and why are you imprisoned here?"

The mysterious and somewhat weak voice suddenly gained some strength.

"My name is Wang Xuanjian."

Although Wang Xianxian had already made some bold guesses, when this name really sounded in his ears...

It was like a ferocious sword intent that pierced his mind from head to toe.

This name is known to everyone.

Because he was the top warrior who once saved the human race from dire straits.

He was a legendary warrior who stood at the pinnacle of the sword, a pioneer of martial arts...

The Sword Emperor, Wang Xuanjian.

"How... is it possible..."

Because of excessive shock, Wang Xianxian's brain seemed to stop thinking.

Listening to the boy's somewhat hurried voice, the Sword Emperor coughed lightly.

"You seem... unable to accept... such a picture..."

The atmosphere was a little depressing.

For Wang Xianxian, the Sword Emperor was his idol since childhood.

Before this, he could even be called a god in his heart.

But such a high-ranking existence appeared in front of him in such a miserable posture.

Such an impact was too strong for Wang Xianxian.

As the Sword Emperor said, he could not accept such a scene.

Perhaps it was the emotions contained in the sword intent, or perhaps it was the connection between the remaining blood.

Wang Xianxian could not help but feel a little sad and nameless anger in his heart.

If it were not for the blood blessing of the ancestral hall, he would probably not have walked out of the family alive.

He abandoned his identity as a member of the Wang family in his heart. Although he hated the Wang family, it did not mean that he hated the Sword Emperor.

Putting aside the family position, the Sword Emperor was also the Great Emperor of China, and he symbolized the dignity of Chinese warriors.

This kind of imprisonment was not only a humiliation to the Sword Emperor, but also a contempt for all Chinese warriors.

"Who... who did it..." Wang Xianxian's voice was a little low.

The Sword Emperor did not answer. He raised his head with difficulty, revealing a face full of dirt and humiliation.

He began to carefully examine the sword intent projection of the young man.

After a long time, he looked at Wang Xianxian with a guilty look in his eyes.

"Child... I'm sorry..."

Wang Xianxian was silent. He knew why the other party wanted to say sorry.

They are connected through sword intent, and the sword intent he is most accustomed to using is the sword intent of the Xianxian Sword.

The other party obviously sensed his past through his sword intention.

After a long time, Wang Xianxian spoke softly.

"I have already told you, I am no longer a member of the Wang clan."

"So, I don't need any apology."

Hearing this, the Sword Emperor looked at Wang Xianxian complicatedly.

He knew very well how much hatred the other party had in his heart.

He could not, and had no position, to let the still young child put down the hatred in his heart.

Some hatreds can only be quelled by blood.

"Under the way of heaven, everything is determined."

"I rose from the humble beginnings, and it took me more than a thousand years to achieve the imperial fruit."

"In the era when alien beasts first came, the human race could only survive as a family by holding together for warmth."

"The cornerstone of a family has never been its strength, but the most precious bond between blood."

"When I was young, my family was attacked by a tide of beasts. There were nearly 20,000 people in the Wang family, totaling 3,565, and no one except me was spared."

"The reason why the family was destroyed was just to keep me alive."

"In order for me, the most gifted person, to survive..."

"They entrusted their family's future and life to me."

"Fortunately, I lived up to their hopes. I practiced hard in the mountains and fields for more than nine hundred years and finally became the sword fruit."

"After reaching the peak of martial arts, I began to marry and have children to continue the Wang family's bloodline, hoping to comfort my ancestors."

"Unfortunately, I am obsessed with cultivation and am not a qualified parent."

"I don't know when my children and descendants started to become vain and arrogant..."

"I want to change my mind, but I can't change it..."

Speaking of this, the Sword Emperor looked at Wang Xianxian's face and spoke softly.

"My apology is not to plead for Mrs. Wang, nor to persuade you to let go of the hatred in your heart."

"I apologize to you because of my failure and because the family I created caused you to experience a miserable childhood."

"I would also like to apologize to your mother..."

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There may be something I didn't do well enough.

But I can assure you that so far, I have not subjectively perfunctory you.

I wrote the last chapter after thinking about it for a long time.

Those names everyone talks about are water.

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I don’t want to let down everyone’s love for books, so I will think about it for a long time when writing a book.

The story needs to be foreshadowed and unfolded, and emotions also need to be accumulated.

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