Chapter 75

Jin Lun's eyes lit up.

He was not clear about Zhao Hao's true strength, but he had seen Zhao Hao's age with his own eyes.

Jin Lun would never think that he was inferior to Zhao Hao.

Most importantly, his situation had already deteriorated to the worst possible extent.

Zhao Hao personally taking action was the best outcome for him. He originally thought that Zhao Hao would continue to have Zhong Xin and the others surround and attack him.

Just now, when Zhong Xin and Li Mochou took action, Jin Lun saw it with his own eyes. Although none of these people were his match, if they really joined forces, Jin Lun had no confidence that he could escape unscathed.

However, if he could pull Zhao Hao down with him before dying, it would be very meaningful for Jin Lun, even in death.

"Good, indeed worthy of being the hero admired by all of Mongolia," Jin Lun praised.

No matter what, Zhao Hao's courage was something he genuinely admired.

Zhao Hao smiled faintly.

The reason he personally took action was just that he had other plans.

Moreover, he had absolute confidence.

Jin Lun, at the Ninth Level of Dragon Elephant, was not really a super expert.

It was only on the Mongolian grasslands, where martial arts were not highly developed, that Jin Lun could act without restraint.

Looking at the world, Jin Lun at the Ninth Level of Dragon Elephant did not even qualify to be among the Five Greats.

Only when he advanced to the Tenth Level of Dragon Elephant could he truly be on par with the Five Greats.

However, even then, Jin Lun could not claim supremacy in the world.

Because there was still Guo Jing in this world.

To Guo Jing, Jin Lun at the Ninth Level of Dragon Elephant was just a few moves to resist.

Zhao Hao would not forget that Guo Jing had once defeated Jin Lun at the Ninth Level of Dragon Elephant three times in a matter of seconds.

From Zhao Hao's current martial arts perspective, if compared specifically, Guo Jing's strength was roughly equivalent to Jin Lun at the Eleventh Level of Dragon Elephant.

Truly the best in the world.

Compared to Guo Jing, the current Jin Lun was far behind.

"Your Highness, there is no need to take such a risk. Let me take him down," Guo Jing said.

"Don't worry, Jin Lun is not worthy of making me take a risk," Zhao Hao replied.

Guo Jing taking action and Zhao Hao taking action were completely different in nature.

This Hero Conference was Zhao Hao's true debut in the martial world and the world at large.

He needed a good start.

He also needed to leave a deep impression on the world.

The Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty was not a weak scholar raised deep in the palace, but a martial expert capable of protecting the people of the Song Dynasty.

The current situation no longer required him to hide his identity.

Next, it would be a real battle.

The Power Sect, with its fifty thousand disciples, needed a powerful leader.

The turbulent Song Dynasty needed a resolute Crown Prince.

He would use the Hero Conference as a starting point, and Jin Lun as the first stepping stone, to formally announce his existence.

"Your Highness, please be cautious. I am about to make my move," Jin Lun's expression turned serious, and a mysterious aura began to emanate from his body.

An expert's move reveals their skill.

The aura emanating from Jin Lun at this moment made everyone near him change their expressions.

They felt a strong sense of danger, making their hearts race.

Seeing that Zhao Hao remained calm, Jin Lun did not dare to be careless. He stomped his right foot, crushing the stone tiles on the ground, and using the momentum, he struck out with a palm, emitting a powerful whirlwind that aimed directly at Zhao Hao.

The Dragon Elephant Dharmic Power is the supreme protective skill of the Esoteric School, divided into thirteen levels. It is said that with each level of cultivation, one gains the strength of one dragon and one elephant.

At this moment, Jin Lun was at the Ninth Level of Dragon Elephant, meaning that each of his palm strikes possessed the strength of nine dragons and nine elephants.

Of course, legends cannot be entirely trusted, and Jin Lun definitely did not have the strength of nine dragons and nine elephants. However, the power of the Dragon Elephant Dharmic Power was undeniable.

Jin Lun's palm technique was powerful and heavy. In the world, only Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm and Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms could match it; all others fell short.

For Jin Lun, who cultivated the Dragon Elephant Dharmic Power, the most suitable combat style was undoubtedly close-quarters, hard-hitting combat. Therefore, he immediately closed the distance with Zhao Hao, trying to control the battle within his most proficient range.

Zhao Hao was well aware of Jin Lun's intentions but merely smiled faintly, showing no concern.

When Jin Lun approached, Zhao Hao casually punched out. His fist was as white as jade, emitting a faint glow, and it struck Jin Lun's palm with perfect accuracy.

The collision of fist and palm made both Jin Lun and Zhao Hao's bodies tremble slightly.

Although Jin Lun had not yet reached his peak, the Ninth Level of Dragon Elephant was no ordinary level, and the immense strength it contained was indeed formidable.

However, Jin Lun's shock was even greater than Zhao Hao's.

He did not expect that Zhao Hao, at such a young age, already possessed such astonishing cultivation.

His cultivation of the Ninth Level of Dragon Elephant was outstanding among the generations of Esoteric School disciples, and he believed he could go anywhere in the world.

Later, when he came to Mongolia, he was unmatched and was appointed as the Imperial Preceptor by Möngke, making him even more satisfied and proud.

Huodu claimed that his martial arts were the best in the world, which Zhao Hao and Guo Jing naturally found laughable. But in Jin Lun's eyes, it was absolutely true.

Before today, he truly believed that his martial arts were the best in the world.

But after a hard-hitting punch with Zhao Hao, he realized that there was always someone better.

The symbol of the Power Sect was the fist.

A tightly clenched fist.

At this moment, Zhao Hao's tightly clenched fist struck Jin Lun hard, exuding a fierce bravery that left everyone speechless.

Throughout the entire process, Zhao Hao did not take a single step back.

On the contrary, it was Jin Lun, known for his strength, who took eighteen steps back.

Zhao Hao threw a total of thirty-two punches, and Jin Lun also threw thirty-two palms.

After thirty-two moves, Zhao Hao remained unmoved, while Jin Lun had taken eighteen steps back.

The outcome was not yet decided, but the superiority was already clear.

"Your Highness, your cultivation is truly profound. May I ask which divine skill you are using?" Jin Lun's expression was unpredictable.

Zhao Hao's strength completely exceeded his expectations.

Moreover, Zhao Hao's fist technique gave him a very strange feeling.

When Jin Lun said this, everyone's expressions became very strange.

Divine skill?

Perhaps.

But except for Jin Lun, everyone else in the room probably knew this divine skill.

"The skill I am using is the 'Taizu Longquan' created by the Founding Emperor. The Founding Emperor used it to unify the world, and his descendants naturally need to carry on his legacy," Zhao Hao said calmly.

Jin Lun's face turned bright red, out of shame.

Humiliation, complete and utter humiliation.

The name 'Taizu Longquan' was something Jin Lun certainly knew.

Because the 'Taizu Longquan' was the most widely practiced martial art in the world.

Whether it was martial artists or soldiers, everyone knew a few moves of the 'Taizu Longquan'.

One could say it was a common street-level martial art.

Zhao Hao had used this martial art to withstand his Dragon Elephant Dharmic Power.

This was a great humiliation for Jin Lun.

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