Ling Xiao glanced at Ling Tian before laughing out loud, "Haha, thank you for letting me win. If not for the fact that you gave me three moves, I wouldn't have had the chance to win." He paused for a moment before continuing, "A middle levelled cultivator is only so-so."
After saying that, he floated down from the stage.
Ling Tian glared at Ling Xiao and roared, "I'll kill you!" He unsheathed the sword on his back and charged towards Ling Xiao.
"Impudent!"
On the viewing platform, the Fourth Elder let out a low snort, and a formless pressure swept towards Ling Tian.
Ling Tian immediately froze on the spot with sweat dripping down his face. Not long after, the Solar Flare Sword in his hand fell to the ground and he was forced to kneel down.
"Hurry up and bring him down, what a disgrace!" Ling Wei shouted at the guards.
At this time, the two guards hurriedly supported the ashen-faced Ling Tian and left the stage.
Ling Wei turned to Ling Cang and bowed, "Patriarch, this old man did not discipline him well. When I return, I will definitely punish this unfilial grandson. Please forgive me."
Ling Cang waved his hand, "This is a child's battle of loyalty. Go back and teach him a lesson. The competition will continue."
"Thank you, Patriarch." Ling Wei bowed again before returning to his seat.
Regardless of whether Ling Tian lost unjustly or not, Ling Tian actually dared to threaten to kill Ling Xiao in front of so many people. Furthermore, Ling Xiao was Ling Cang's grandson. Wasn't this a direct slap to the Patriarch's face?
Ling Wei's palms were filled with sweat. While Ling Cang was usually very gentle, his strength was actually above his own. Furthermore, his killing methods were extremely decisive. Thinking back to when they were still young, Ling Wei had seen Ling Cang destroy an entire army by himself in the desolate mountains. Thinking back to that, he still felt a lingering fear in his heart.
All these years, Ling Cang and Ling Mo had been fighting openly and covertly. Ling Wei had never sided with either side, mainly because he could not afford to offend either side. Thus, he decided to just be a good person and obediently be the Punishment Elder. He did not want to break this balance because of Ling Tian, because no matter which side he sided with, he would not be able to return.
Ling Tian's matter was only a small interlude. As the next round began, everyone forgot about it.
Ling Hu versus Ling Li. This was the first battle between high-level profound practitioners, and no one was optimistic about Ling Hu. After all, Ling Hu had just broken through to high-level profound practitioner for slightly more than a month, while Ling Li had already broken through for more than a year. He had already reached the peak of profound practitioner, and in the next three months, he would be able to release his profound energy and break through to the Profound Knight realm. There was a huge gap between the two.
However, Ling Hu was not the kind of person who would retreat without a fight. At the very least, he would fight with all his might. Even if he lost, he would admit it.
With Ninth Elder Ling Fu's announcement, the last match of the second round began!
After Ling Hu and Ling Li bowed slightly, they did not waste any words and the battle began.
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This was also a Type 2 low-grade weapon, the Silver Spear of the Greedy Wolf. It was forged from the bones of a Type 2 Snow Wolf, and it was incredibly tough. It could even exude a bloodthirsty aura, causing people to cower before the battle.
With the Silver Spear of the Greedy Wolf in his hand, Ling Li's eyes shone with ferocity. He waved the spear towards Ling Hu, and his speed was even faster than Ling Hu's.
Ling Hu knew that he did not have any advantage in terms of weapons, so he did not dare to take the attack head-on. Instead, he dodged with Tiger Steps, and threw a few punches towards Ling Li's waist.
Ling Li did not expect Ling Hu to react so quickly. However, his eyes were filled with disdain. He changed the direction of his spear and shouted, "Arrow Rain".
In an instant, countless spear shadows pierced towards Ling Hu, like countless raindrops falling down. Among the spear shadows, there was even a chilly aura that cut one's face.
Ling Hu could not avoid it. The tiger fist and the spear shadows clashed.
"Ding … Ding …" A symphony of weapons rang out.
Ling Hu's shoulders were pierced with several bloody holes, and fresh blood splattered everywhere. It was a frightening sight.
Below the stage, many of the underage Ling family disciples turned pale with fright.
However, Ling Hu still clenched his teeth and persevered. He did not seem to care about these minor injuries, and was still looking for an opportunity to counterattack.
"Pigheaded" Ling Li saw that Ling Hu was so stubborn, and so he pulled out his spear and changed his technique. In an instant, the rain-like spear shadows turned into the shadow of a snake, and with its bloody mouth wide open, it charged towards Ling Hu.
"This is the Snake Spear Transformation. Its power is even more extraordinary than last year's. Looks like Ling Li is about to take that step," Ling Kuang, who was below the stage, muttered to himself with narrowed eyes.
Not far away, Ling Xing's expression was very solemn. Originally, the difference between him and Ling Li was not big, but seeing Ling Li's seemingly natural technique, he felt that he was still slightly weaker than Ling Li. In the arena, the slightest difference was enough to determine victory or defeat.
"Just you wait, Ling Li. Today, your only opponent is me," Ling Xing clenched his fists, and said silently in his heart.
This technique would determine victory or defeat. Ling Hu clenched his fists, and his eyes widened. All the Dark Force in his body quickly gathered on his fists. "Tiger Leaps Through the Forest".
His fists were like giant hammers, and fiercely met the snake-like spear.
"Boom!"
"Ah!"
Ling Hu shrieked in pain. His gloves were shattered, and blood flowed from his mouth. Even so, Ling Hu did not retreat.
"Hmm?" Ling Li raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong.
As expected, Ling Hu still had a trick up his sleeve. He grabbed Ling Li's Greedy Wolf Spear with one hand, and infused all his Dark Force into his other fist. He roared, "Lose!"
His fist was like a ferocious tiger descending a mountain, aiming straight for Ling Li's vital spot.
The tiger's roar shook the heavens, and the crowd was shocked!
Ling Li's spear was restrained, and he did not expect Ling Hu to be so tenacious. His abdomen took a solid hit.
"Bastard!" Ling Li felt the pain, and was forced back a few steps. He roared, and with a shake of the spear in his hand, and with a twist, he shook off Ling Hu's hand.
"Devour of the Greedy Wolf" Ling Li was enraged by Ling Hu. For the first time, he used his full strength, and his spear stabbed towards Ling Hu.
A ferocious wolf roared towards Ling Hu, who was unable to fight back.
Seeing that Ling Hu was about to die under Ling Li's spear, Elder Ling Fu, who was at the side, shouted. He wanted to stop him, but he was too far away, and it was too late.
The crowd below the stage gasped, as if they were about to witness the moment of Ling Hu's death.
Luckily, Ling Li was still very rational. Just as the spear was about to pierce Ling Hu's throat, the tip of the spear tilted slightly, and directly hit Ling Hu's shoulder.
Fresh blood splattered, and Ling Hu's body was sent flying.
The crowd was silent, and after a while, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. The Ling Family did not allow internal strife. Even the grandson of the Clan Leader could not escape death.
Elder Ling Fu wiped the sweat off his forehead, and heaved a sigh of relief. He was scared to death by Ling Li just now, and it was his fault that someone died under his watch.
Ling Hu laid on the ground with a pale face, and with great difficulty, he said, "Thank … thank you … for your mercy."
Ling Li sheathed his spear, looked at Ling Hu indifferently, and then floated down the stage. No one noticed that there was a trace of blood at the corner of Ling Li's mouth. It was obvious that Ling Hu's last counterattack had caused him to suffer internal injuries.
Following Ling Li's victory, the three strongest Profound Practitioners were finally decided. They were Ling Xing, Ling Xiao, and Ling Li.
These three, along with Profound Practitioner Ling Kuang and Ling Lin, would participate in next year's Meteor City's younger generation competition. They would also enjoy the treatment of ordinary deacons, and one of them could even obtain the Grand Elder's favor, and become the Grand Elder's successor disciple.
The Ling Family disciples below the stage were all unhappy with Ling Xiao's selection. There was actually a low-level Profound Practitioner in the top five. Even if he could become a mid-level Profound Practitioner next year, his strength would be much weaker when he represented the Ling Family in the competition. In the past, other than a small number of small families who would send mid-level Profound Practitioners to participate, the other two big families would send at least high-level Profound Practitioners to participate. This was a matter of fighting for the family's honor, and they could not afford to be careless.
Putting this matter aside for now, the competition was not over yet. There was still a third round of competition to determine the final rankings.
Ling Xing, Ling Xiao, and Ling Li went up to draw lots. This time, it was not an elimination round, but a round-robin tournament. The person who won two rounds in a row would be the strongest Profound Practitioner, and the two who lost a round would fight again to determine the rankings.
For the fairness of the competition, if anyone was injured during the competition, they could use the Dew Returning Pill provided by the family to recover and fight again. Of course, they could also choose to forfeit.
The drawing of lots ended quickly. The first round was Ling Xing against Ling Xiao, and Ling Li would rest for the time being.
Ling Li reminded Ling Xiao once again, "Don't take it head-on."
Ling Xiao's heart warmed, and he laughed, "I should be the one saying that to you. Don't hold it in anymore, take this opportunity to find a place to vomit out the blood, and feel better."
With that, he walked up the stage without looking back.
Others didn't notice Ling Li's abnormality, but Ling Xiao did. Ling Li was trying his best to hold back the surging blood. If he continued to hold it in, it could easily cause hidden injuries. But if he spat out the blood and used his Xuan Energy to clear it, there shouldn't be any side effects.
Ling Li revealed a strange expression. After hesitating for a moment, he still quietly left the scene.
On the other side, before Ling Xing went up on stage, Ling Zhi said to him, "Brother Xing, you can't let that bastard off so easily."
"Of course, unless he doesn't have the guts to admit defeat, otherwise …" Hehe. "Ling Xing stuck out his tongue and licked his lips as he laughed sinisterly.
When Ling Xiao and Ling Xing went up to the stage, the crowd started to discuss amongst themselves again. In short, no one was optimistic that Ling Xiao would be able to pull off another upset, and the conclusion they came to was that Ling Xiao would definitely lose.
On the stage, Ling Xing said with a smile on his face, "You should just admit defeat. Your strength is too weak, and you are not on the same level as me. Don't make the so-called struggle."
Ling Xiao was slightly startled, then laughed: "Haha, you're just as cocky as that guy just now, but in the end, you still lost to me." After pausing for a moment, he continued, "That person just now was a small level higher than me, so he gave me three moves. You're two levels higher than me, so shouldn't you give me six moves? Otherwise, it would be too unreasonable."
When everyone heard Ling Xiao's words, they couldn't help but curse in their hearts. This bastard was too shameless. He actually asked someone to give him a chance in front of everyone in the hall, and he still felt that it was natural.
Ling Xing's face turned slightly green, and immediately said: "There is only victory and defeat on the stage, there is no such thing as giving way. If you don't have the confidence, then just admit defeat, otherwise, it will be hard for you to suffer some physical pain."
"Sigh, looks like you're not as generous as that person just now. However, to deal with a small character like you, I really don't need you to give way. You …" You're not qualified. "Ling Xiao sighed and looked at Ling Xing disdainfully.
When these words were spoken, everyone present revealed strange expressions.