Once the sword was unleashed, the green light shone brightly!
Ling Hua was gathering all his Xuan Energy as he gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands. The veins on his wrists bulged as he gritted his teeth. When Ling Xing's green sword was about to reach him, he roared, "Come!"
Following his roar, Ling Hua's longsword met Ling Xing's green light.
"Clang."
"Boom!"
"Ah!"
Sounds of swords clashing could be heard, and one person let out a miserable shriek. One person was sent flying out of the stage. Fortunately, the Ninth Elder Ling Fu used his strength to prevent that person from falling so miserably.
The person who was flung out was actually Ling Hua, who had forcefully received Ling Xing's attack. His high tier first tier sword had already been split into two, and the webbing between his thumb and forefinger was bleeding profusely. If he didn't take medicinal pills to treat his injuries, he would need at least three months to recover.
Ling Hua was carried off the arena, and Elder Ling Fu announced, "Ling Xing wins."
Just as the result was announced, the Ling family disciples below the arena cried out in surprise.
"Ling Xing is too powerful, he actually sent Ling Hua flying with one move."
"I didn't even see how he attacked, and Ling Hua was already sent flying. If he fought to the death, Ling Hua would probably have been decapitated."
"I wonder if Ling Xing or Ling Li is stronger this year!"
…
Seeing Ling Xing defeat his opponent in one move, Fifth Elder Ling Yan's face was full of joy. He was obviously very satisfied with Ling Xing's performance.
Clan Leader Ling Cang, who was in the middle of the arena, frowned slightly as a trace of worry appeared between his brows.
On the arena, Ling Xing had already sheathed his sword. He lightly brushed his fringe and let out a cold laugh. "Overestimating yourself!"
Then, he glanced at Ling Xiao's direction before floating down the arena.
"Ling Tian and Ling Xiao, please come up the arena." Elder Ling Fu's voice rang out again.
Ling Tian was still the same as before, elegantly leaping onto the arena. Ling Xiao, on the other hand, calmly walked up the stairs. It was not that he did not want to be in the limelight, but there were too few beauties below the arena. Furthermore, they were from the same clan, so he felt that there was no need to waste his expression.
"This time, Ling Xiao won't be so lucky. A low-level profound practitioner like him actually made it to the second round. It's really too much for him."
"Who asked him to be so lucky? Even a cripple can be reborn, so it's not surprising that he's able to reach this step."
"Ling Tian has already learned a Yellow-Grade Sword Technique, and he loves to be in the limelight. He definitely won't let Ling Xiao off so easily like last time."
Below the stage, the Ling Family disciples were all discussing the upcoming battle between Ling Tian and Ling Xiao.
The competition had finally begun!
"Come, let me see how amazing the genius of our Ling Family is. I can let you have three moves first." Ling Tian curled his finger at Ling Xiao in disdain.
"Nonsense, this child seems to be too arrogant. I'll definitely teach him a lesson when we get back." The Fourth Elder, Ling Wei, smacked the table and said angrily. He glanced at Ling Cang, who was in the middle, as if afraid that his grandson would offend Ling Cang. After all, Ling Xiao was Ling Cang's grandson.
The Second Elder, Ling Mo, said, "It's normal for young people to be a little arrogant. It's not a big deal."
The Second Elder, Ling Mo, and Ling Cang had always been opposing each other. The Second Elder, Ling Mo, took the opportunity to speak up for Ling Wei, who was in the middle.
Ling Cang, who was in the middle, nodded and said, "We've also experienced the times when we were young and frivolous. Ling Tian is a good seedling. Fourth Elder, you have to nurture him well and make him a pillar of the family as soon as possible!"
Ling Wei glanced at Ling Mo and finally said to Ling Cang, "Ling Wei understands."
In fact, Ling Wei was actually very proud of himself. Ling Lin and Ling Tian's talent could be said to be at the top of the younger generation. Of course, he was proud of himself. Even if Ling Tian was arrogant and conceited, Ling Wei didn't think much of it. He was a young man after all, so it was understandable.
Returning to the stage, Ling Xiao revealed a strange smile and loudly said, "Didn't you say that you would let me have three moves?"
Ling Xiao's words were heard by everyone below the stage, and they couldn't help but sneer at him.
Ling Tian naturally thought that Ling Xiao was afraid of the stage and purposely spoke loudly to boost his courage. He immediately said with disdain, "Of course, I, Ling Tian, am a man of my words. If you can force me to make a move in three moves, then consider it my loss."
Ling Tian's words were equally loud, as if he was afraid that the people below the stage couldn't hear him.
Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Alright, then prepare yourself. I'm going to attack."
Ling Tian made a gesture of invitation and said, "Bring it on. Let's not talk about three moves, even if you use thirty moves, you might not be able to hurt me at all."
Ling Tian was rather confident because he was a mid rank Profounder. Even if he was only a mid rank Profounder that had just advanced, his strength was sufficient to fight five low rank Profounders at the same time without losing. Not to mention that he'd already comprehended two Yellow Rank sword techniques. Wouldn't it be easy for him to deal with Ling Xiao who'd just advanced into a low rank Profounder half a month ago?
"Then I'm coming. Just you wait." Ling Xiao said as he slowly walked towards Ling Tian. He looked as if he was taking a stroll in the park and didn't look like he was going to attack at all.
"Watch carefully." As Ling Xiao said this, he actually used an ordinary martial art and threw a punch towards Ling Tian's face.
Ling Tian crossed his arms in front of his chest and tilted his body slightly, easily dodging Ling Xiao's punch. He said with disdain, "You want to use this kind of rural martial art to touch me? Dream on."
Ling Xiao retracted his fist and casually shook it twice, "Damn it, you actually dodged it. Now watch this punch."
Ling Xiao swung his fist and increased his speed by a few notches, smashing towards Ling Xiao once again. Without any surprises, Ling Tian dodged it once again.
The Ling Family disciples below the stage were all taken aback by Ling Xiao's performance.
"This, how can this be considered the strength of a low-level Profound Practitioner? Even a Level 5 Martial Disciple's punch is faster than his."
"Could it be that he knew he wasn't Ling Tian's opponent and purposely threw a few punches before giving up?"
"I don't think he's that useless, right?"
… …
Ling Zhi, who was below the stage, also stared at Ling Xiao in confusion. Previously, he was knocked unconscious by Ling Xiao in a single move, and he didn't believe that Ling Xiao didn't even have the courage to fight back. It seemed like his two punches were just to numb Ling Tian's attention, and the third move would definitely catch him off guard.
The elders in the audience also didn't understand Ling Xiao's performance, and their thoughts were the same as Ling Zhi's. They all thought that Ling Xiao's final move would be the third move, but they all agreed that no matter what Ling Xiao did at the end, he wouldn't be able to defeat Ling Tian. After all, the difference in strength was there for all to see.
"This is the last move, if you have anything to kill, just use it," Ling Tian sneered.
While he was conceited, he wasn't a brainless person, and he definitely guessed Ling Xiao's intentions.
Ling Xiao rubbed his nose and said, "Not bad, not bad, to be able to dodge two of my punches, you have some ability. It seems like if I don't get serious, I really won't be able to defeat you."
Ling Tian retorted, "Don't talk so much nonsense, you only have one last chance, draw your sword, and know how to cherish it."
Just now, Ling Xiao had only used his bare fists to attack Ling Tian, and any martial artist's strongest move would usually be made with a weapon. Only with a weapon would the opponent feel threatened, and only then would they be able to unleash their full power.
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a trace of undetectable craftiness, and he immediately laughed, "Dealing with a puny middle level cultivator like you isn't worth me drawing my sword."
Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "Haha, do you think that you're still the same profound practitioner from back then?
You're just a small character who just entered the profound realm, and you dare to say such words to me? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? "
On the audience stand, Fifth Elder Ling Yan sneered, "These days, some children just don't know when to stop."
The Fifth Elder had once been teased by Ling Xiao in the Inner Pavilion, and his grandson was almost chased out of the family. Thus, he hated Ling Xiao to the core.
Fourth Elder Ling Wei held back his laughter, and he also believed that even though Ling Xiao could cultivate again, he believed that his grandson would definitely not lose.
Would the truth really be like this?
In the next moment, Ling Xiao used his actions to prove that his thoughts were wrong, and extremely wrong.
Ling Xiao said indifferently, "Get ready, I'm going to make my move."
"Stop talking nonsense, come quickly, don't waste time, this is your last chance," Ling Tian said confidently.
The moment his words landed, Ling Xiao began to move, and although his movements seemed slow, they were actually extremely fast. His footsteps were strange, and like a gust of wind, he appeared in front of Ling Tian in an instant.
"Flowing Water Flowing Cloud!"
"Wind Grasping Shadow!"
Ling Xiao did not show any mercy, and his palms were as fast as flowing water, smashing towards Ling Tian's chest before he could even react. Following that, he followed up with a series of Wind God's Kicks, causing Ling Tian to be unable to resist at all.
Ling Tian only saw a blur in front of him, and Ling Xiao's attack was already in front of him. He did not even have the time to react before he was hit, and like a sandbag, he was sent flying without any chance to retaliate.
Whether it was below the stage or on the stage, everyone was stunned. When Ling Tian was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, they were all dumbfounded.
The Ling family disciples below the stage did not know how Ling Xiao made his move, and only the deacons who were above the Mystic Knight level, and the elders on the stage could clearly see that Ling Xiao had sent out nine punches and a total of eighteen attacks, all landing on Ling Tian's body.
"This … this is impossible!" Ling Zhi, who was below the stage, exclaimed with his eyes wide open.
Ling Xing, who was at the side, had a slightly surprised expression, but he was not too shocked. He thought to himself, "Ling Tian is just an arrogant idiot, but this is also good. Let me face this guy in the next round, watch how I cripple him."
Below the stage, Ling Kuang and Ling Lin, who were sitting together with the deacons, had a face full of shock. This was because they could see that Ling Xiao's strange footwork was extremely fast, almost comparable to their Mystic Knight level speed.
On the stage, Fourth Elder Ling Wei and Fifth Elder Ling Yan's faces were completely green. One did not think that his grandson would actually lose, and the other was shocked by the speed that Ling Xiao had displayed.
Sitting in the middle, Patriarch Ling Cang finally revealed a trace of a gratified smile.
On the stage, Ling Xiao said to Ninth Elder Ling Fu, "Elder, shouldn't you announce the results?"
Ling Fu only then reacted, "Oh … Ling Xiao wins this round."
At this moment, the audience below the stage burst into an uproar. No one would have thought that a low level profound practitioner like Ling Xiao would actually defeat a middle level profound practitioner like Ling Tian.
"No … impossible, I won't lose, let's compete again!" Ling Tian struggled free from the guard who was helping him to rest, and roared angrily as he could not accept the reality.