When Tang Long arrived at the arena, it was already crowded.
He was a disciple who was usually engrossed in cultivation and rarely appeared in front of everyone.
Early this morning, he had appeared at the training field, waiting for the arrival of the competition.
They had been working hard for this day.
To be able to soar to the sky in the Grand Tournament and gain the favor of the second-generation disciples of Wudang Sect.
From then on, he became an official third generation disciple of the Wudang Sect.
As long as he was accepted as a disciple by any of the Wudang Seven Heroes.
Whether it was cultivation techniques or other cultivation resources, they would be much higher than ordinary disciples in the martial arts hall.
The most important thing was to be able to obtain the guidance of the second-generation disciples, allowing him to take fewer detours in martial arts.
Of course, there were also some disciples who wanted to shine in the competition and enjoy the worship of many disciples.
Time ticked by, and the time was almost up.
Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi, the two third-generation disciples, were already on the stage.
He nervously walked to the center of the stage and announced the rules.
This was the tradition of the Wudang Sect. The person who came to host the competition was the disciple who had been favored and accepted as a disciple three years ago.
Firstly, it was because the second-generation disciples were usually busy.
Secondly, it was to give the new disciples a chance to train.
The rules of the competition were simple-no harm was allowed to the opponent's life.
The other was the process of the competition: registration, elimination, promotion, and finals.
After Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi read out the rules of the competition, the entire arena was in an uproar.
The Combat Training Hall disciples rubbed their fists.
Some disciples with weaker mental states started to sweat and were extremely nervous.
As for Tang Long…
He wasn't interested in the grand competition at all, so he naturally wouldn't be affected.
At this moment, in the eyes of the other disciples, he was simply an anomaly.
The others were either actively preparing for the battle or intensely discussing who was stronger.
Meanwhile, he was strolling aimlessly.
Sixth grade talent!
Fifth-grade talent!
Fifth-grade talent!
……
Eighth-grade talent!
After walking half a circle, the highest cultivation talent was only on the same level as Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi.
"No wonder in the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre, that devilish brat Song Qingshu was the most outstanding disciple among the third generation disciples. The other disciples 'talent was too poor!”
Tang Long shook his head in disappointment.
It seemed that if he wanted to download more powerful talents, he could only start from the first and second generations.
"For such an important competition, logically speaking, it's impossible for the second-generation disciples not to appear, right?”
Under the big tree at the edge of the arena, Tang Long's gaze swept across the arena like lightning. Unfortunately, he did not see the person he wanted to see.
Tang Long shook his head in disappointment. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
His eyes were locked on a certain direction.
On a towering tree beside the arena, a graceful man wearing a green Daoist robe stood quietly on the top of the tree.
If not for Tang Long's sharp eyes, he might have overlooked this person's existence.
Tang Long narrowed his eyes and sized up the middle-aged man on the tree.
The middle-aged Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist robe and gave Tang Long a very peaceful and natural feeling.
It was as if he had fused with nature.
If they didn't pay attention, perhaps no one present would have noticed his existence.
"Good heavens, I've been looking for you for half a day, and it turns out that you've been hiding in the big tree.”
Other than Zhang Sanfeng, none of the Wudang Sect's Seven Heroes had such a bearing and realm.
Now, Zhang Sanfeng was almost a hundred years old, and his hair should be white.
Therefore, the person on the tree was definitely one of the Wudang Seven Heroes.
As for which of the Wudang Seven Heroes it was, it was still unknown.
Tang Long retracted his gaze and pretended as if nothing had happened. He slowly walked under the tree.
Leaning against the tree, Tang Long slowly closed his eyes. To outsiders, he seemed to be conserving his energy.
"System, help me open the attribute panel of the person on the tree.”
Name: Yu Lianzhou
[Cultivation Techniques: Wudang Nine Yang Skill, Wudang Cloud Ladder, Wudang Heart Technique, Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Sword, Tiger Claw Absolute Gauntlet (self-created), Wudang Soft Palm.]
[Cultivation talent: Top-tier low-grade talent]
[Cultivation: Middle Peerless Realm]
Yu Lianzhou?
Top-tier low-tier talent?
Looking at Yu Lianzhou's attribute panel, Tang Long was so excited that he could not help but tremble.
Above ninth-grade talents were super-grade talents, and only after that were top-grade talents.
This was two whole levels higher than the ninth-grade talent he had downloaded from Song Qingshu.
"Yu Lianzhou is indeed one of the most talented of the Wudang Seven Heroes. His cultivation talent was actually top-notch.”
Although it was only a top-notch low-grade talent, it was several levels higher than the talent of all the disciples in the entire martial arts hall.
"System, how long does it take to download a top-notch low-grade talent?”
Tang Long opened his eyes and looked at Yu Lianzhou, who was still standing on the tree branch.
"Ding! Downloading a top-tier low-grade talent will take 13 hours. Would the host like to start the download immediately?”
It would take nine hours to download Song Qingshu's ninth-grade talent.
To be honest, compared to the two, it took 13 hours to download a top-tier low-tier talent. It was indeed not a long time.
However, it was extremely difficult to stay within 20 meters of Yu Lianzhou for 13 hours.
After all, the whereabouts of the Wudang Seven Heroes were usually unpredictable.
Now that he was here, it must be because of the martial arts tournament in the martial arts hall.
As for…how long he could stay here, only God knew.
The top-notch talent was right in front of him. He had to download it.
What Tang Long was struggling with now was how to download it.
He still had a chance to download it without waiting.
As long as he used this opportunity, he would not have to wait for the next download.
Tang Long felt that it was the wisest choice for the entire Wudang Sect to use this opportunity on Zhang Sanfeng.
Because of this, he had never been willing to use it.
But now…
"System, use the chance to download without waiting. I want to download Yu Lianzhou's cultivation talent and Tiger Claw Terminator.”
Tang Long pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and made a shocking decision.
"Ding, is the host sure that there is no need to wait for the download?”
"I'm sure."
"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully downloading the top-notch low-grade cultivation talent. Would you like to fuse it immediately?”
"I won't fuse with it for the time being."
Tang Long danced excitedly when he heard the system notification.
With a top-notch talent, the speed at which he accumulated internal strength would become even faster.
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