Comprehensive Martial Arts: Starting the Game in Snow Moon City

Chapter 200: The 9th level of swordsmanship, the realm of a saint unprecedented in history!

Lin Heng wanted to refuse immediately. He didn't like being bound, and he even less liked accepting the responsibility of taking care of someone else's child.

What if this saint of the Zhang family wants to hand over the entire Confucianism to me, should I accept it or not?

This saint of the Zhang family has already imprisoned himself in a circle, wrapped himself in these heavy responsibilities, and will never be able to free himself for the rest of his life.

Lin Heng didn't want to be one of them.

"Let's not talk about the previous part. There are so many people in the Confucian sect. I think any one of them is more suitable than me."

The Zhang family saint shook his head, his eyes becoming more determined.

"It can only be you, and only you. No one in the entire Confucian sect can be compared with you. They are teachers who maintain the status quo, not those who break it."

"You, Lin Heng, are the one who truly broke the world's pattern and pushed the sword to the peak, so I can only give these things to you."

"If it weren't for you, I would rather die with these things."

After he said these words, Lin Heng didn't know what to say, because he really felt that the Zhang family's saint was about to die.

The next moment, a scroll suddenly appeared in Lin Heng's hand.

This scroll has no substance, and seems like a cloud of mist, but it faintly carries a force of heaven.

Having just fought against this powerful force, Lin Heng was extremely familiar with it.

After he took the scroll, he was suddenly shocked.

"This is……"

The Zhang family saint did not say anything, but just pointed to the sky and then to the ground.

"I was the one who gave her the topic of Xu Weixiong's essay. Actually, my original intention was not to let her discuss the doctrine, but to use it to test what kind of person you are."

"From the moment you stepped into the Confucian sect, I could sense that you were extraordinary. The Confucian sect... No one in the Confucian sect could resist you, so I guessed that you must be looking for me."

“From that time on, I started preparing.”

After the Zhang family saint explained everything, his body began to slowly dissipate, but he still looked calm and unhurried.

"In addition to this painting, there is also a book hidden in the interlayer of the High Mountains and Flowing Water Music Box. This is the last thing I can leave behind."

"The destiny of Confucianism will eventually be passed on to the world, and this era will eventually belong to your generation..."

In the end, the body of the Zhang family saint completely dissipated, transformed into the luck of heaven and earth, and scattered throughout the world.

At this moment, the luck of the Confucian sect was flourishing, and the Shangyin Academy seemed to be shrouded in a ball of golden light. When the golden light faded away, the high priest closed his eyes with a look of sorrow.

He probably understood what was going on.

The future path for the younger generations of Confucianists will be easier because someone has already paved the way for them.

But Confucianism has lost a sage forever.

Lin Heng accepted the last thing left by the Zhang family saint, and he was unable to say anything in the end.

This saint of the Zhang family has been silent for many years for the sake of Confucianism and the world. Now he has passed away and some things have become secrets.

For example, he gave himself this picture, and only he understood the intention behind it.

But...none of it matters anymore.

Lin Heng put away all his things, then flashed back to his room.

He felt that his body was about to be torn apart by this powerful force. He could no longer care about other things, and had no time to feel sad for the Zhang family saint.

After all, if you don’t make a breakthrough, you’ll be the one being mourned by others.

Lin Heng immediately sat cross-legged and began to circulate his internal energy. He felt a domineering force rushing in from the top of his head, rushing through his body.

The wounds that were healed by the Jade Bone Regenerating Pill were torn open in an instant. Lin Heng couldn't help but groan and curse in his heart.

And at this moment, there was a sudden buzz in his mind.

The giant tower seemed to appear again in front of his eyes, but the difference was that this time he was floating in the air and could see the entire tower clearly.

Floor after floor, moving up continuously, he finally stopped at the door of the ninth floor.

When he was overlooking the panoramic view just now, Lin Heng saw that the tower seemed to be covered with sharp edges all over the tower, and sword energy was wrapped around it like a whirlwind, as if it was guarding something.

And the next moment, it suddenly became calm again, like a calm water surface, encompassing the entire tower.

But now that he had reached the ninth floor, Lin Heng finally understood what it meant to be more difficult than ascending to heaven.

He had only taken two steps forward when he felt as if his whole body was wrapped up and he couldn't breathe.

Just when he wanted to cut the restraints, his hands and feet were wrapped even tighter.

Lin Heng immediately summoned the Mountain and River Sword, which was unsheathed immediately and slashed down with a spin.

This sword used 50% of Lin Heng's strength.

From then on, every step he took would increase his power by 10%.

This made Lin Heng feel a little tired. When he was competing with others outside, had he ever been so embarrassed?

But we have come this far, and if we start to back down, we will probably go back to where we were.

Lin Heng gritted his teeth. He had no choice but to continue to persevere.

His body had continued to move forward on instinct, and his legs felt heavy, as if they were filled with lead.

But his thinking became clearer.

"This time I went straight to the ninth floor. When I looked down just now, I saw that this tower has ten floors in total."

"When I broke through before, each level was extremely difficult. This time, I broke through so many levels, so it's no wonder that the difficulty has increased exponentially."

Lin Heng clenched his fists and strengthened his determination. Now that he had decided to go on, he could not retreat.

He walked forward for an unknown number of steps before the view in front of him suddenly opened up and his vision became much brighter.

When Lin Heng looked up again, he found that he was already in a wilderness. The sky was low and he could pick a few stars with just a raise of his hand.

At this time, the voice of the system also came out.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the challenge, obtaining 500,000 points, and receiving the gold upgrade gift package. The system will now fully open the mall permissions."

"According to the system's detection, the host has reached the ninth level of swordsmanship, which is equivalent to the peak of the entire saint realm."

"The Nine-Story Sword Tower is now fully open to the system. From now on, the system can come and go freely on the ninth floor and below, and any resources in it can be taken by oneself."

The system said a lot of things in a row, and this time it was Lin Heng who was stunned.

The nine realms of swordsmanship, the realm of saints unprecedented in history!

Only those who are above all things and have great merits and good fortune in the world can truly enter the realm of saints.

As for those so-called immortals, the sage realm is just a general term for their strength. In fact, they are still stuck in the celestial realm.

He had entered the realm of a saint all of a sudden, and was at the peak of his career. Lin Heng still found it a little unbelievable.