Immediately, the eleven Ling family disciples except Ling Renhao stepped forward, each respectfully took out a wooden stick from the box in the hand of the Qingpao elder, and then walked up to the corresponding competition stage according to the number on the wooden stick.
Ling Renhao stepped forward with a gloomy look on his face, quickly grabbed a wooden stick from the hand of the green-robed elder, casually glanced at the number on the wooden stick, snorted and walked directly to a competition platform.
This rude behavior made the elder in green robe and most of the elders on the high platform frown and look a bit unhappy.
"Now I will announce the rules of the competition first. During the competition, drugs that stimulate human physical strength and external forces other than weapons are not allowed to be used, and no intentional killing is allowed. The competition ends when one party loses the ability to fight again or admits defeat. Now
I declare that the competition has officially begun." After all twelve people came to their seats, the green-robed elder announced loudly.
"Roar!" As his voice fell, the crowd around the training ground suddenly burst into enthusiastic roars, and the attention of the Ling family's top brass also focused on the competition stage.
"Ah!" As soon as the voice of the green-robed elder fell, Ling Renhao on the No. 6 competition platform suddenly shouted loudly, all the martial energy in his body rushed out, and he immediately rushed towards a Ling family disciple on the opposite side.
Seeing the opponent's ferocious aura, the Ling family disciple did not dare to be careless. He summoned all the martial energy in his body at almost the same time and rushed forward.
"Wooden punch!" Just when the distance between the two was still three or four meters away, Ling Renhao suddenly shouted, jumped up suddenly, and punched forward heavily. A dazzling green light flashed from his fist, and with it
He hit the Ling family disciple with a fierce momentum.
This Ling Renhao struck with all his strength, without any reservation, as if he wanted to vent all the anger he was holding on to the Ling family disciple in front of him.
However, I have to say that Ling Renhao's luck is really not very good. If he met other Ling family members with lower cultivation levels, he would probably be destroyed by him.
However, the Ling family disciple he met was not a soft persimmon. His cultivation strength was much higher than that of Ling Renhao, and he had already reached the middle stage of the ninth level of martial arts.
Seeing Ling Renhao's punch without any hesitation, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the Ling family disciple, and he immediately gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, and jumped up.
"Protruding wooden stake!"
With a sound of falling, the Ling family disciple punched forward hard, and a dazzling green light flashed on the surface of his fist, and he struck at the opponent's fist with an aura slightly stronger than Ling Renhao's.
Although the level of his martial arts is only intermediate human level, his cultivation level is much higher than that of Ling Renhao, and he has also practiced this martial arts to an extremely proficient level, so there is no need to be inferior to Ling Renhao's advanced human level martial arts to perform it.
, on the contrary, it is even better.
"Boom!" Two powerful fists clashed with each other in an instant. Following a violent sonic boom, two figures flew directly backwards in opposite directions.
"Bang!" The Ling family disciple fell to the ground and staggered back a few steps before he regained his balance. His face instantly turned pale.
In contrast, Ling Renhao's situation was much more embarrassing. His body was directly shaken by the counter-shock force and fell to the bottom of the competition platform. He quickly retreated backwards, leaving two deep rows of feet on the ground.
Deep footprints.
Then he was seen covering his chest with his right hand, his body trembled slightly, and a trace of bright red blood spilled from his mouth.
"Lingxiang wins!" Seeing this, the Qingpao elder announced calmly.
"Ho! Ling Xiang! Ling Xiang!"
"Well done to Ling Xiang!" As the Qingpao elder's voice fell, many supporters of the Ling family child named Ling Xiang suddenly cheered excitedly.
"Huh!" Ling Renhao snorted coldly, glanced at the Ling family disciple named Ling Xiang with a cold look, and then walked out of the martial arts training ground with a gloomy expression.
Seeing this, many of the senior officials of the Ling family on the high platform frowned slightly, each with their own thoughts in mind. Ling Renhao's performance today disappointed them so much. This kind of person has a bad character. Even if he has good talent, his future achievements will be limited.
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Among them, the one with the worst expression was of course Xiao Xianghan, because he was her son, and it was her face that was being humiliated. At this moment, she was mentally cursing her son for not living up to expectations.
Then she forced a smile on her face and said to everyone on the stage: "Everyone, Haoer had some accidents in the past two days and was injured on his body, so he is not in a good mood. Please forgive me."
"Where, where, we can understand."
"Yes, Mrs. Xiao doesn't need to be like this." After hearing this, everyone responded with a smile. They still dare not offend Mrs. Xiao, but only they know what they are thinking...
This small episode did not have any impact on everyone, and the competition continued...
On the competition stage No. 1, a fifteen-year-old Ling family disciple faced off against an eighteen-year-old Ling family disciple.
The younger Ling family member suffered a lot in terms of age. He was at the sixth level of martial arts stage at the age of fifteen, while the opponent was at the eighth level of martial energy stage at the age of eighteen. The former was obviously more talented than the latter.
, but the former suffers from age.
With such a disparity in strength, the result is self-evident. Within three moves of the fight, the fifteen-year-old Ling family member was kicked off the competition platform in a powerful manner by his opponent, and his butt was smashed to the ground.
The younger Ling family member covered his sore buttocks, his face turned red, and he almost cried out of grievance.
In this regard, the senior officials of the Ling family could only sigh with regret. It was not that this young Ling family member had poor talent, but that he was very unlucky and suffered due to his age.
The two people on the second competition stage are Ling Jun, the son of Ling Zhanxuan, and the other is a 19-year-old collateral descendant of the Ling family. His cultivation is at the ninth level of martial arts stage like Ling Jun.
I have to say that Ling Jun's luck is not very good. Originally, with his strength at the ninth level of martial arts, he was definitely the top among these twelve people. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be promoted directly. Who would have thought that he would encounter
This kind of opponent.
The two men's cultivation levels were almost the same, and they were fighting fiercely from the beginning, and neither could do anything to the other. However, in comparison, Ling Jun obviously had more combat experience, his strikes were sharp and cunning, and his movements seemed more clever.
This battle lasted for nearly two quarters of an hour. In the end, Ling Jun used a trick to force his opponent to the edge of the competition platform. He used a method of exchanging injuries for injuries to resist the opponent's punch, and at the same time knocked his opponent off the competition platform with a palm.
.However, although he won the competition, he also suffered a lot of injuries.
"Brother, Jun'er has good combat experience." Ling Luofeng said with a slight smile. He could naturally see that the cultivation level of the Ling family's descendant was actually higher than Ling Jun, but he suffered from combat experience.
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"That's right. He has been practicing with the fifth brother for two years. It seems that he has gained a lot. Thank you very much, fifth brother." Ling Zhanxuan said with a smile. It seems that he is quite satisfied with his son's performance.
"Brother, whatever you said, it is all because of Jun'er's own efforts that he has achieved this. Although Jun'er is not very talented, he has great perseverance. Although he has suffered a lot by his side, he has never been
I have never complained." Ling Pengyi said, and he also admired his nephew very much.
At this moment, the competition in the field also ended. On the third stage was Ling Luofeng's daughter Ling Yan. She was lucky enough to meet a fifteen-year-old opponent at the sixth level of martial arts stage.
Ling Yan, who was at the eighth level of martial arts, defeated his opponent with one move.
Channels 4 and 5 also announced the results. A seventeen-year-old Ling family disciple named Ling Bai, who is at the eighth level of martial arts stage, and a seventeen-year-old Ling family disciple named Ling Hui, who is at the seventh level of martial arts stage, won respectively.
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"Now the five of you and the five talented people who have just been directly promoted come out to draw lots, and then the numbers will go up on stage for the promotion competition of the top five." said the elder in green robe.
Immediately, the ten people stepped forward to draw lots. Ling Renying and Ling Xijie took a few steps back and approached Ling Yunfeng, who was walking at the back. They said with a gloomy face: "We will see if you are lucky later. If you meet us, we will definitely not mind giving up."
about you."
"Haha, I'll wait!" Upon hearing this meaningless threat, Ling Yunfeng raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said casually.
"Just be arrogant, you will feel better later." Seeing Ling Yunfeng's disinterested look, the two of them became even more angry. They gritted their teeth and said fiercely, and then stepped forward to draw lots.
Ling Yunfeng glanced at the two of them indifferently, but his heart became a little solemn. Although these two people were arrogant and annoying, they were still quite strong. Now they were the only two of the ten people who could threaten him.
And if he wants to get first in the clan competition and win the magic core, he will inevitably have to fight with these two people. Ling Renying is better, she is only a third-level warrior, so she should have no problem dealing with them.
The most difficult one is Ling Xijie. At the eighth level warrior stage, his cultivation level is four levels higher than his own. It is a bit difficult to defeat him. It seems that if he wants to get the late second level magic core, he will have to work hard today.
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Then Ling Yunfeng shook his head helplessly and took out a wooden stick from the box.
"No. 3?" Ling Yunfeng glanced at the number on the wooden sign, murmured in a low voice, and then turned around and walked towards No. 3.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly caught sight of Ling Renying and Ling Xijie walking towards the No. 5 competition platform at the same time.
"Huh? It can't be such a coincidence, right? Are these two people having sex?" Ling Yunfeng stopped and stared away. When he saw that the others had already stepped onto the competition stage, he couldn't help but reveal an evil smile on his lips.
, laughing inwardly: "This time dog bites dog, there will be a good show! Haha!"
On the No. 5 competition stage, Ling Renying and Ling Xijie looked at each other. Their faces suddenly looked a little ugly. They turned to look at Ling Yunfeng who was gloating about his misfortune and couldn't help but gritted his teeth with anger.
Seeing the other party looking over, Ling Yunfeng chuckled, raised his head, blew a whistle, and walked swaggeringly towards stage 3, his mockery and provocation evident in his words...