Otherworldly Refinement

Immediately, except for Ling Renhao, the eleven Ling family disciples stepped forward, each respectfully took out a wooden stick from the box in the hands of the elder Qingpao, and then walked up to the corresponding competition stage according to the number on the wooden stick.

Ling Renhao walked forward with a gloomy face, quickly snatched a wooden stick from the hand of the green-robed elder, casually glanced at the number on the wooden stick, snorted coldly and walked directly to a competition platform.

This rude behavior made the green robe elder and most of the elders on the high platform frowned, and their faces looked a little ugly.

"Now I will announce the rules of the competition. During the competition, drugs that stimulate the body's strength and external forces other than weapons are not allowed, and no intentional killing is allowed. The competition ends when one party loses the power to fight again, or admits defeat. Now I announce that the competition has officially begun." The elder Qingpao announced loudly after the 12 people had all walked to their positions.

"Roar!" As his voice fell, the crowd around the martial arts field suddenly burst into a burst of enthusiastic roars, and the attention of the Ling family's senior management was also focused on the competition stage.

"Ah!" As soon as the voice of the elder in Qingpao fell, Ling Renhao on the No. [-] competition platform suddenly shouted, all the martial energy in his body rushed out, and immediately rushed towards a Ling family disciple opposite.

Seeing the other party's ferocious aura, the Ling family disciple didn't dare to be careless. Almost at the same time, he pulled out all the martial energy in his body and rushed forward.

"Wood Chong Fist!" Just when the distance between the two was still three or four meters away, Ling Renhao yelled loudly, jumped up suddenly, and punched forward heavily. A dazzling green light flashed from the fist, bringing The ferocious momentum hit the Ling family disciple.

As soon as Ling Renhao made a move, he hit with all his strength, without any reservations, as if he wanted to vent all the pent up anger in his heart on this Ling family child in front of him.

However, I have to say that Ling Renhao's luck is really not very good, if he meets other Ling family children with lower cultivation base, he will probably be abolished by him.

But the Ling family disciple he met was not a soft persimmon, and his cultivation strength was much higher than Ling Renhao's, and he had already reached the middle stage of the Ninth Level Martial Qi.

Seeing Ling Renhao's unreserved punch, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the Ling family boy, and he gritted his teeth and yelled, before jumping up.

"Bulging stakes!"

With a sound of falling, the disciple of the Ling family punched forward heavily, a dazzling green light flashed on the surface of the fist, and with a burst of momentum stronger than Ling Renhao, he punched the opponent's fist.

Although the level of his martial skill is only middle-level human level, his cultivation base is much higher than Ling Renhao's, and he has cultivated this martial skill to an extremely proficient level, so it doesn't need Ling Renhao's high-level human-level martial skill to perform it. , but even better.

"Boom!" The two powerful fists clashed together in an instant, and with the sound of a violent sonic boom, two figures flew out in opposite directions.

"Thump!" The Ling family disciple fell to the ground and staggered back a few steps before stabilizing his body, his face paled a lot in an instant.

In contrast, Ling Renhao was in a much more embarrassing situation. His body was directly knocked off the stage by the shock just now, and he quickly backed up, leaving two rows of feet deep on the ground. Deep footprints.

Immediately, he was 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 elder in Qingpao announced in a calm tone.

"Roar! Ling Xiang! Ling Xiang!"

"Ling Xiang is doing well!" Following the elder Qingpao's voice, many supporters of this Ling family boy named Ling Xiang immediately cheered excitedly.

"Hmph!" Ling Renhao snorted coldly, glanced at the Ling family boy named Ling Xiang coldly, and immediately walked out of the training ground with a gloomy expression.

Seeing this, many high-ranking members of the Ling family on the high platform frowned slightly, each with their own thoughts. Ling Renhao's performance today was too disappointing for them. This kind of person has a bad temper. Even if he is talented, his future achievements will be limited. .

Among them, Xiao Xianghan had the worst expression, because that was her son, and it was her face that was lost, and she scolded her son for being too unworthy.

Immediately, 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 he was injured, so he is not in a good mood. Please forgive me."

"Where, where, we can understand."

"That's right, Mrs. Xiao doesn't need to do this." Hearing this, everyone responded with a smile. They still dare not offend Mrs. Xiao, but only they know what they think...

This small episode did not have any impact on everyone, and the competition continued...

On the No. 15 competition platform, a [-]-year-old Ling family child faced a Ling family child.

In terms of age, the young Ling family child suffered a lot. He was at the sixth level of martial arts at the age of 15, while the other party was at the eighth level of martial energy. The former's talent was obviously stronger than the latter's, but the former's It is a disadvantage in age.

With such a disparity in strength, the result is self-evident. Just after less than three moves, the 15-year-old Ling family boy was directly kicked off the competition stage by his opponent in a powerful way, and his ass hit the ground.

The young Ling family child clutched his sore buttocks, blushed, and almost cried out of grievance.

Regarding this, the high-ranking members of the Ling family could only sigh slightly with regret. It wasn't that this young Ling family child had poor talent, but that he was too unlucky and suffered a disadvantage due to his age.

One of the two people on the second stage was Ling Zhanxuan's son, Ling Jun, and the other was a 19-year-old collateral child of the Ling family. Like Ling Jun, his cultivation was at the ninth level of martial arts.

I have to say that Ling Jun's luck is not very good. Originally, with his strength at the ninth level of martial arts stage, he was definitely the top existence among the 12 people. This kind of opponent.

The two men's cultivation levels were comparable, and they fought fiercely from the very beginning, and no one could do anything to the other, but in comparison, Ling Jun's combat experience was obviously richer, his shots were sharp and tricky, and his movement skills appeared to be more ingenious.

This battle lasted for nearly two quarters of an hour. Finally, Ling Jun used tricks to push his opponent to the edge of the competition stage, and he resisted his opponent's punch by changing injuries. At the same time, he knocked his opponent off the competition stage. .However, although he won the competition, he also suffered a lot of injuries.

"Brother, Jun'er's combat experience is pretty good." Ling Luofeng smiled slightly, he could naturally see that the cultivation level of the offshoot of the Ling family was actually higher than that of Ling Jun, and it was only because of his combat experience that he was at a disadvantage. .

"That's right. He has been training with Fifth Brother for two years, and it seems that he has gained a lot. Thank you, Fifth Brother." Ling Zhanxuan smiled, and it seemed that he was quite satisfied with his son's performance.

"Brother, what you said is all due to Jun'er's own efforts. Although Jun'er's talent is not very good, but his perseverance is really good. Although he has suffered a lot by my side, he has never I never complained." Ling Pengyi said, he also admired his nephew.

At this moment, the competition in the arena was over. On the stage three was Ling Luofeng's daughter, Ling Yan. Yan Bazhong's strength in the martial qi stage defeated his opponent with one move.

Channels 17 and 17 also came out with results. A [-]-year-old Ling family boy named Ling Bai at the eighth-level martial qi stage and a [-]-year-old Ling family boy named Ling Hui at the seventh-level martial qi stage won.

"Now the five of you and the five talented people who have just been directly promoted come out to draw lots, and then you will go to the stage to compete for the promotion of the top five." said the green robe elder.

Immediately, the ten people stepped forward to draw lots. Ling Renying and Ling Xijie stepped back and approached Ling Yunfeng who was walking at the back with a gloomy expression: "It will depend on your luck later, if you meet us, we definitely don't mind scrapping about you."

"Hehe, I'll wait!" Hearing this meaningless threat, Ling Yunfeng sneered and said casually.

"You can be arrogant, you will feel better later." Seeing Ling Yunfeng's indifferent appearance, the two became more angry, gritted their teeth and said fiercely, then stepped forward to draw lots.

Ling Yunfeng glanced at the two of them indifferently, but his heart became a little dignified. Although these two were arrogant and disgusting, they were still quite strong. Among the ten people, they were the only ones who could threaten him.

And if I want to get the first place in the clan competition and win the magic core, I will inevitably have to confront these two people. Ling Renying is better, and he is only a third-level warrior, so he should have no problem dealing with it.

The most difficult thing to deal with is Ling Xijie, who is at the eighth-level martial artist stage, and his cultivation level is four levels higher than his own. It is a bit difficult to beat him. It seems that I have to work hard today to get that second-level late-stage magic core up.

Then Ling Yunfeng shook his head helplessly and took out a wooden stick from the box.

"Number three?" Looking at the number on the wooden sign, Ling Yunfeng muttered in a low voice, then turned around and walked towards platform three.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly caught Ling Renying and Ling Xijie walking towards the No. [-] competition platform at the same time.

"Huh? It can't be such a coincidence, can it? These two people did it?" Ling Yunfeng stopped and looked away. When he saw that other people had already stepped onto the competition stage, he couldn't help showing a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth. , laughing inwardly: "This time a dog eats a dog, it's a good show! Haha!"

On the competition platform No. [-], Ling Renying and Ling Xijie looked at each other, their expressions suddenly turned a little ugly, and they turned their heads to look at Ling Yunfeng, who was gloating, and couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger.

Seeing the other party looking over, Ling Yunfeng smiled, raised his head, blew a whistle, and swaggered towards Channel [-], his mocking and provocative intentions were beyond words...