I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property Chapter 1746 1250: How Is He Both Perverted and Powerful?

"Are they going up against each other?"

"So exciting, Lin Yuan actually challenged soone for the first ti, this is the first ti I've heard of it."

"Yes, I wonder who will co out on top between Gu Tianle, the newly minted genius, and Lin Yuan, the already renowned talent."

"No matter who wins or loses, both definitely have the potential to beco core disciples of a superpower!"

...

The duel between Zhang nglong and Lin Yuan imdiately drew countless spectators, more than the changes on the Heavenly Prides list or the prowess of Dao Realm experts. Most people were more concerned with things that had so connection to them.

They also wanted to know how they compare to these top-tier talents, and what exactly is the ceiling for the young generation.

"Boom!" Lin Yuan took out a colossal piece of tal from his body.

"Let's compete on this," Lin Yuan said, "This is a piece of Myriad Shimring Silver, a tal used to forge weapons for top-level Divine Cultivators. It should be able to withstand our strength."

"Fine, you're the boss." Zhang nglong rolled up his sleeves, "Let give you a heads-up, my Kirin Arm is pretty badass, so be careful."

"Hahahaha," Lin Yuan was not angered by Zhang nglong's words, "Sa to you. When I compete with others, I usually end up breaking their wrists directly. Today, let's see if your Kirin Arm is more formidable, or my Dragon Scale Arm!"

Lin Yuan also pulled up his sleeve, revealing a peculiar scar on his upper arm, as if it was burned by sothing, leaving a dragon claw-shaped mark.

"Whoa!" The crowd gasped instantly, as everyone seed aware of his arm's special nature, except for Zhang nglong.

"Hehe," Lin Yuan chuckled, "This arm of mine is not just any ordinary arm."

"Oh? How special is it?" Zhang nglong asked curiously.

"Once, a Black Dragon King had a conflict with soone in our Empire and barged into the Capital City, even reaching above my family's courtyard. To protect our family and the Empire, my grandfather fought a battle with that Black Dragon King."

"Black Dragon King? Your grandfather is quite sothing!" The Black Dragon King, a notorious ferocious beast across the land, Zhang nglong had naturally heard of its fa. It boasts a top-level dragon clan bloodline, almost akin to Zhang nglong's Destruction Demon Dragon.

Preliminary estimates suggest this Black Dragon King reached the Dao Xuan Realm! In other words, it is comparable to a dium-grade Ultimate Lifeform, almost a peak existence in this world.

If Lin Yuan's grandfather could fight the Black Dragon King, he must be an extraordinary figure.

"My grandfather got severely injured, but the Black Dragon King also didn't fare well, getting wounded on its reverse scale, leaving a drop of reverse scale blood, which is its condensed essence blood, coincidentally landing on my arm."

"Such imnse essence blood energy, wouldn't it burn you to death?" Zhang nglong asked.

"Normally, yes," Lin Yuan replied, "But I have unique gifts, possessing 12 Divine Veins. Although I suffered a bit, this drop of essence blood not only didn't kill but even tempered my body, making it as powerful as a warcraft!"

Lin Yuan clenched his fist, the scar on his arm emitting a faint glow.

"This guy's story really is similar to the origin of Bu Jingyun's Kirin Arm," Zhang nglong couldn't help but make a snarky comnt, amazed at this coincidental occurrence in the world.

"My physical strength alone is enough to rival, even surpass, first-grade Divine Cultivators," Lin Yuan said confidently, "Honestly, fighting over these diocre spots with others is really pointless."

Lin Yuan didn't lower his voice; everyone present heard his words. Yet, what he said was the truth — among his peers, hardly anyone could last a few moves against him, even the second-ranked Mo Lingyun was vastly inferior.

Though everyone felt angry internally, they had nothing to counter, as he indeed has the right to speak such words.

"I heard you resisted the oppressive aura of a core disciple from the Divine Profound Hall. It seems your body must be quite unusual, so I believe you can handle so of my strength, right?"

Lin Yuan placed his elbow on the piece of tal, causing the ground to emit a dull sound.

"Be careful, brother Gu, he's pretty much a walking monster!" Long Sen secretly advised Zhang nglong through a device, "I've heard that not less than fifty or forty Divine Cultivation Realm experts have been crippled by his arm; even established Divine Cultivators fear facing him."

"So many rumors?" Zhang nglong chuckled.

"Lin Yuan loves to compete, especially with those stronger than him," Long Sen explained, "Initially, people would accept his challenges, but eventually, few Divine Cultivators under third-grade dared to take him on. Do you have confidence?"

"Don't worry, my Kirin Arm is not fad in vain." Zhang nglong approached the tal block, "Do you know my Kirin Arm's origin?"

Lin Yuan shook his head because, from appearance alone, Zhang nglong's arm seed ordinary, even sowhat delicate, with few hairs, making it hard to associate it with the formidable "Kirin Arm."

"Does Brother Gu's Kirin Arm also have a significant background?"

"Let's start from my hotown days," Zhang nglong began, "Back then, I was quite handso, but those won just had no taste; none found attractive, leaving single!"

Lin Yuan listened attentively, sensing this would be a rather eventful story.

"But you know, young people are full of vigor and have needs!" Zhang nglong's expression shifted from serious to gradually sly, "If there's a need, it must be addressed. With no girlfriend, what can you do? I had to rely on myself. After extensive exercise, arm strength naturally grew. After two and a half years of practice, my arm beca the Kirin Arm you see now!"

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After hearing Zhang nglong's words, Lin Yuan's expression turned into a bewildered face!

I've undressed, and this is what you've shown ?

This is a public venue! How can he utter such vulgar words?

"Heh heh..." Lin Yuan smiled awkwardly, at this point feeling less inclined to duel Zhang nglong!

Seeing Zhang nglong's outstretched hand, Lin Yuan hesitated to touch it, wondering how many descendants were on that hand!

But Zhang nglong gave him no chance to retreat, grabbing his hand firmly, causing Lin Yuan to don the Mask of Pain.

"Young man, what's there to be bashful about!"

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, his expression suddenly becoming serious, "I'll count to three!"

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

In an instant, two monstrous forces erupted from the two, causing a visible shock wave!

No one erged dominant; incredibly, their arms held steady in the middle of the tal platform, unable to gain an advantage!

Lin Yuan gazed at Zhang nglong in disbelief, for the first ti eting soone from his peer group capable of this!

"How... how can he be simultaneously freakish and skilled? This Kirin Arm... can it really be trained this way?"