Pope System of Rebirth

"This... this is impossible" Ling Zhi in the audience exclaimed with his eyes wide open.

Ling Xing on the side looked slightly surprised, but he was not too surprised. He thought to himself, "Ling Tian is just a conceited idiot, but that's fine. Let me face this guy in the next game and see how I can cripple him."

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Ling Kuang and Ling Lin, who were sitting with the deacon in the audience, both looked shocked, because they both saw that Qin Lang's weird footwork was very fast, almost as fast as their Xuanshi level.

On the stage, Fourth Elder Ling Wei and Fifth Elder Ling Yan's faces turned green. One of them didn't expect that his grandson would actually lose, and the other was shocked by Qin Lang's speed.

Ling Cang, the patriarch sitting in the middle, finally showed a smile of relief.

On the stage, Qin Lang said to the ninth elder Ling Fu, "Elder, is it time to announce the result?"

Ling Fu finally realized, "Oh... Qin Lang wins in this competition."

At this moment, the audience roared like a pot was exploding. No one expected that Qin Lang, a low-level profound practitioner, could really defeat Ling Tian, ​​a mid-level profound practitioner.

"No...impossible, I won't lose, let's compete again." Ling Tian broke away from the guard who was helping him to rest, and roared angrily, unable to accept the reality.

Qin Lang glanced at Ling Tian, ​​then laughed and said, "Haha, thank you for the offer. If you hadn't given me three moves, I wouldn't have had a chance to defeat you." He paused and then said, "Middle-level profound practitioner."

It’s nothing more than that.” After saying that, he walked off the stage calmly.

Ling Tian looked at Qin Lang angrily, shouted "I'll kill you", and instantly unsheathed the sword behind his back, intending to strike at Qin Lang.

"Presumptuous!" On the viewing platform, the fourth elder snorted lowly, and an invisible and powerful pressure swept towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian immediately froze on the spot, sweat dripping down his cheeks. After a while, the Yanyang Sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his knees were heavily pressed to the point where he knelt down.

"It's really embarrassing if you don't take it with you yet," Ling Wei shouted to the guard.

At this time, the two guards hurriedly helped Ling Tian, ​​who was ashen-faced, and left the scene.

Ling Wei turned around and bowed to Ling Cang and said, "Clan Chief, I am not strict in my discipline. I will punish this evil grandson severely when I return. Please ask the Clan Chief to be lenient."

Ling Cang waved his hand and said, "The children's battle of loyalty, let's go back and give them a few words of training. The competition will continue."

"Thank you, Patriarch Kuan Su." Ling Wei bowed again and returned to his seat. Regardless of whether Ling Tian lost unjustly or not, Ling Tian actually threatened to kill Qin Lang in front of so many people. And Qin Lang is the grandson of the patriarch Ling Cang.

.Isn’t this a slap in the face of the clan leader on the spot? There is a lot of sweat on Ling Wei’s palms. Don’t look at it.

Ling Cang usually looks very gentle, but his own strength is still higher than him, and his killing methods are very decisive. When they were both young, he had seen Ling Cang alone in the Huangcong Mountains.

I wiped out a military support group, and I still have lingering fears when I think about it.

For so many years, Ling Cang and Ling Mo have been fighting openly and secretly. He doesn't take sides. The main reason is that he can't afford to offend him, so he just stays on his own and is his punishment elder. He doesn't want to break the relationship because of Ling Tian.

This kind of balance, because whichever side he favors will be a road of no return.

Ling Tian's incident was just a small episode, and as the next competition began, it was forgotten by everyone.

Ling Hu battled Ling Li, the first collision of high-level profound practitioners. No one was optimistic about Ling Hu. After all, Ling Hu had just broken through to high-level profound practitioners for more than a month, while Ling Li had already broken through for more than a year, and he had already reached the peak of the mysterious practitioners.

In the next three months, I will release my profound power and break through to the Xuanshi level. There will be a big gap between the two.

However, Ling Hu is not the kind of person who retreats without a fight. He must at least fight with all his strength and admit defeat.

With the announcement from Ninth Elder Ling Fu, the final game of the second round begins!

After Ling Hu and Ling Li bowed slightly, without any nonsense, the battle began.

Ling Hu was the first to attack. He roared loudly, as loudly as a tiger's roar, and his fists were like dragons rising out of the sea, hitting Ling Li fiercely.

Ling Li quickly retreated, put one hand behind his back, and quickly grabbed it, and a silver crystal spear appeared in his hand.

This is also a second-level low-level weapon, the Greedy Wolf Silver Spear. It is made with the sinews and bones of a second-level snow wolf. It is extremely tough and can also exude the blood-devouring murderousness of a greedy wolf, making people timid before fighting.

Greedy Wolf Silver Spear was in his hand, his sharp tiger eyes showed a fierce light, and he waved the spear and headed towards Ling Hu, a few minutes faster than Ling Hu.

Ling Hu knew that he didn't have any advantage over the weapon, so he didn't dare to fight head-on. Instead, he avoided it with tiger steps and punched Ling Li on the waist with several punches.

Ling Li didn't expect Ling Hu to react so quickly, but there was a cold disdain in his eyes. He changed the direction of his spear and shouted "Rain of Arrows".

For a moment, countless gun shadows stabbed at Ling Hu, like countless raindrops falling, with a cold breath, cutting his face and causing pain.

Ling Hu couldn't avoid it, and the tiger fist and spear shadow collided.

"Ding dong...ding dong..." There was a symphony of weapons.

After a while, several bloody holes were opened on Ling Hu's shoulders, and the blood splattering was quite scary.

Many underage Ling family members in the audience were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

However, Ling Hu still gritted his teeth and persisted. He didn't seem to care about the injury and was still looking for opportunities to fight back.

"Stubborn." Seeing Ling Hu's tenacity, Ling Li drew his gun and changed his moves. For a moment, the shadow of the gun turned into a snake shadow, opening its bloody mouth, and moved towards Ling Hu.

"This is the snake gun transformation, and its power is even more extraordinary than last year. It seems that Ling Li is about to take that step," Ling Kuang muttered to himself in the audience with his eyes narrowed.

Ling Xing, who was not far away, looked very solemn. There was not much difference between him and Ling Li, but seeing Ling Li's natural moves now, he felt that he was still a little worse than Ling Li. In the ring, a slight difference was enough to determine success or failure.

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"Wait for Ling Li, your only opponent today is me." Ling Xing clenched his fists and whispered in his heart with firm belief.

This move determines success or failure. Ling Hu put his fists together, his eyes widened, and all his dark energy quickly gathered on his fists, "Tiger Leap Over the Mountain Forest".

His fists were like giant hammers. He fiercely met the spear like a wild snake.

"boom".

"ah"

Ling Hu screamed, his fist gloves were shattered, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth. However, despite this, Ling Hu did not retreat.

"Huh?" He raised his brow sharply, feeling that there was something wrong.

Sure enough, Ling Hu had another trick up his sleeve. He walked away and grabbed the powerful Greedy Wolf Spear. With all his profound energy already injected into his other punch, he shouted "Defeat me!".

A punch like a tiger rushing down the mountain, hitting the vital point.

The roar of the tiger shook the sky. It was so majestic that the whole audience was shocked!

The sharp spear was restrained, and he did not expect Ling Hu to be so tenacious, so he received a solid punch in the abdomen.

"Bastard" was violent and painful. He was knocked back several steps. He shouted loudly. The spear in his hand shook and turned, instantly shaking Ling Hu's hand away.

"Greedy Wolf Eats" Ling Li was angered by Ling Hu. For the first time, he used all his strength and aimed his spear at Ling Hu's throat.

A ferocious wolf roared towards Ling Hu who did not fight back.

Seeing that Ling Hu was about to be killed by the sharp spear, Elder Ling Fu shouted loudly and wanted to stop him, but unfortunately he was far away and it was too late.

There was a sound of horror in the audience, as if they were about to witness the moment of Ling Hu's death.

Fortunately, Ling Li was still very rational. Just when the spear was about to stab Ling Hu's throat, the spear head tilted slightly and was directly placed on Ling Hu's shoulder.

Blood is flying and the tiger's body is flying.

The scene was silent, and after a while everyone breathed a sigh of relief. You must know that the Ling family is not allowed to kill each other, and even the grandson of the patriarch cannot escape death.

Elder Ling Fu wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. He was scared to death by Ling Li just now. Death in battle still happened under his nose. He was guilty.

Ling Hu lay on the ground with a miserable look on his face, and said with difficulty, "Many... many thanks... show mercy."

Ling Li put away his gun and glanced at Ling Hu indifferently, then walked off the stage. No one noticed that there was a trace of blood seeping from the corner of Ling Li's mouth. Apparently, Ling Hu's last counter punch just now caused him internal injuries.

Following Ling Li's victory, the three strongest people of the Xuanshi level were finally determined, namely Ling Xing, Qin Lang, and Ling Li. These three people will join the Meteorite City family next year together with Ling Kuang and Ling Lin of the Xuanshi level.

The younger generation competes and enjoys the treatment of ordinary deacons. One of them can even win the favor of the Supreme Elder and become the successor disciple of the Supreme Elder.

The children of the Ling family in the audience were not angry about Qin Lang's selection. There was actually a low-level profound practitioner among the top five. Even if he could become an intermediate-level profound practitioner next year, his ability to represent the Ling family in the competition would be much lower.

In the past, except for a few small families who would send mid-level practitioners to participate in the competition, the lowest level for the other two major families to participate in the competition was high-level practitioners. This is a major matter of competing for family honor, and there should be no compromise.

Regardless of this matter for the moment, the competition is not over yet, and there will be a third round of competition to determine the final ranking.

Ling Xing, Qin Lang and Ling Li went up to draw lots respectively. This time it was not a knockout but a round robin. The one who won two games in a row would be the strongest person in the Xuanzhe class. The two who lost one game each would compete again to determine the ranking.

For the sake of the fairness of the competition, if someone is injured during the competition, he or she can take the Luohu Dan provided by the family to recover from the injury and fight again after the competition is over. Of course, you can also choose to abstain.

The draw ended soon. In the first game, Ling Xing faced Qin Lang. Ling Li took a break for the time being.

Ling Li once again reminded Qin Lang, "Don't bear it hard."

Qin Lang felt warm in his heart, and then smiled casually and said, "I should be telling you, don't bear it anymore, find a place to vomit the blood now to feel better." After that, he walked onto the ring without looking back.

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Others didn't notice Ling Li's strange behavior, but Qin Lang noticed it. Ling Li was holding back the surge of blood at this moment. If he continued to endure it like this, it would easily cause hidden diseases. He spit out the blood and then used Xuan Li to channel it.

, there should be no sequelae.

Ling Li showed a strange look, hesitated for a moment, and then quietly retreated from the scene.

Here, before Ling Xing was about to go on stage, Ling Zhi said to him, "Brother Xing, we can't let that bastard off easily."

"It's natural, unless he has no guts to admit defeat, otherwise...hehe" Ling Xing stuck out his tongue and licked it and said with a wicked smile.

Qin Lang and Ling Xing came up to the stage, and everyone in the audience started talking again. In short, no one expected Qin Lang to be upset again, and they concluded that Qin Lang would definitely lose.

On the court, Ling Xing said with a Hexi smile, "You still have to admit defeat, your strength is too weak. You are not on the same level as me, so don't do the so-called struggle."

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Haha, you are just as stinky as that guy just now, but the result is different, you lost to me." After a pause, he then said, "That guy just now is a small step higher than me, let me

I have three moves, but you are two levels higher than me, why don't you let me have six moves, otherwise it would be too unreasonable."

When everyone heard Qin Lang's words, they couldn't help but secretly curse. This guy is so shameless. He actually asked people to give way in front of everyone in the hall, and he actually thought it was natural.

Ling Xing's face turned slightly green, and he immediately said, "There is only victory and defeat in the arena. There is no compromise. If you don't have confidence, just admit defeat. Otherwise, I will force you to suffer some physical pain."

"Hey, it seems that you are not as generous as that so-and-so just now, but... to deal with a small character like you, you really don't need to give in. You... are not qualified enough." Qin Lang sighed and looked at him with disdain

Ling Xing said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience showed strange expressions.

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"You're not qualified yet!" If Ling Xing had said this to Qin Lang, no one might have found it funny, but when Qin Lang said it to Ling Xing, a low-level mystic said this to a high-level mystic.

It gives everyone a feeling of laughter.

Ling Mo, the second elder on the viewing platform, said calmly, "Young people just don't know how deep the sky is and how high it is."

"Perhaps he still thinks he is a Xuanshi warrior," Ling Yan, the fifth elder, echoed sarcastically.

The two of them seemed not to take the clan leader Ling Cang seriously.

Ling Cang, who was sitting in the middle, looked calm and ignored the two of them. In fact, he was secretly worried about Qin Lang. The brothers, the second elder and the fifth elder, had long been dissatisfied with him. The next two generations also secretly competed with each other and disliked each other.

, he was also afraid that Ling Xing would be cruel to Qin Lang.

On the ring, Ling Xing laughed and said, "Haha, you are not afraid of flashing your tongue when you say this. Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you are lucky enough to win against Ling Tian. I will tell you now whether I am qualified or not."

After Ling Xing finished laughing, he spread his wings like a roc, jumped into the air, and kicked Qin Lang in the face.

"Compared with my kicking skills, you will get what you want." Qin Lang wiped out a confident smile, took a few steps on the spot with his feet, and then jumped up like a star, kicking out countless foot shadows at the same time, and the foot shadows formed a line.

It looked like a small tornado, making a whirring sound in the air.

Ling Xing was not good at leg skills, so his move only gave Qin Lang a disdain, but he was not like Ling Tian who took it lightly. He used 80% of his profound energy in this kick, and even a middle-level profound practitioner would be seriously injured if he was kicked.

However, he didn't expect that Qin Lang's leg skills were so powerful. He was overwhelmed by the countless footsteps, and they were so fast that he couldn't catch them.

This move is exactly the second style of Fengshen Kick, "Strengthening Grass in the Wind". It has unparalleled speed and domineering strength. If you are caught off guard, it will definitely make the opponent unable to take advantage of it.

Even though Ling Xing was already very cautious, he wasn't very good at predicting things. He didn't know that this girl's leg skills were so good, and she was kicked by Qin Lang a few times.

"This... what kind of kicking technique is this? It can actually make Ling Xing suffer."

"Is it the Huangjie Kick Technique? But it seems that this kind of kick technique has not been found in the Xuanji Pavilion!"

"No wonder Qin Lang is fearless, he has someone to rely on, but doing this will only anger Ling Xing more. Ling Xing is not a soft sieve that can be rubbed by others."

The children of the Ling family in the audience started talking again.

On the stage, Ling Xing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression became ferocious, and said in a low voice, "You actually made me bleed, you bastard."

Qin Lang stood on one foot independently, raised one foot slightly, and said in a chic posture, "Huh, it doesn't matter if I make you bleed. I told you that you are really vulnerable to a small character like you." If it were another opponent,

Qin Lang might not be so arrogant, but he already knew that Ling Xing was interested in

He has bad intentions, and naturally he will not give Ling Xing a good look. Although he is only a low-level profound practitioner, Ling Xing, as a high-level profound practitioner, is really no match for him. Only those who have reached the profound practitioner level will attack him.

Threat! Therefore, he is not just talking nonsense and bragging.

"You're very good. You've succeeded in irritating me. Let's see what you do." Ling Xing's eyes turned red angrily. He put one hand behind his back and unsheathed his long sword.

"Green Mang Cut"!

The long sword was waved, green light suddenly appeared, and a strong murderous aura swept towards Qin Lang.

Facing this move, Qin Lang's face became slightly solemn. Without any hesitation, he took the step of "Cloud Trace Phantom".

Qin Lang's remaining figure was broken open by a sword.

The Ling family disciples in the audience exclaimed, thinking that Qin Lang had been killed on the spot.

"No, he's behind Ling Xing," Ling Kuang raised his eyes and whispered immediately.

Sure enough, Qin Lang relied on his physical strength to dodge the sword. At the same time, he started to use weapons, and the giant dragon sword appeared.

"The heavy sword has no shadow".

Several sword shadows flew towards Ling Xing and slashed behind him. If he was hit, blood would be splashed on the spot.

This move was exactly the sword move used by Ling Guang when Qin Lang observed the first match between Ling Hu and Ling Guang. Qin Lang felt that this move was more suitable to be used with a sword.

Ling Xing was also surprised. He turned around instantly and drew a defensive sword circle in his hand. He blocked all the sword rays that Qin Lang thrust at him.

"Ding dong...ding dong...".

The swords collide, showing off the power of the weapons.

The one in Ling Xing's hand was a second-level low-level green light sword, while the one in Qin Lang's hand was only a first-level mid-level dragon sword. The quality difference was too far. When the two swords collided, the body of the dragon sword cracked in many places.

However, in this head-on collision, everyone could see that Ling Xing was actually being suppressed and beaten by Qin Lang, and everyone looked in disbelief.

"This broken sword still doesn't work," Qin Lang said to himself with great dissatisfaction as he saw that the body of the dragon sword was damaged in many places.

"How dare you despise me and defeat me?" On the ring, Qin Lang actually still paid attention to his sword. Ling Xing felt that Qin Lang's move was clearly contempt for him. An unprecedented anger burst out, waving the green light sword,

A powerful sword move flew towards Qin Lang.

Several green sword rays formed into three blue and white sword rays, forming the shape of the word "PIN" and quickly arrived in front of Qin Lang.

"Holy shit, he actually solidified his body to attack." Qin Lang was startled by Ling Xing's move and quickly spread his body to avoid it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to withstand this move due to his low-level mystical practitioner's strength.

"boom".

Qin Lang had just dodged away when the sound of sword bangs was heard where he was, and the destructive power was astonishing.

Ling Xing stamped his feet, and the green light sword followed him like a shadow and swung towards Qin Lang, with a series of powerful moves that were thrilling to watch.

"It's so strong. This is also a yellow-level sword skill. The power is really amazing."

"Will Qin Lang be killed?".

"With the Ninth Elder, it should be fine, but it's hard to tell if it's a broken hand or a broken foot."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but there was silence in the audience.

Although Qin Lang was in the ring and was constantly being forced to do something awkward, if you look carefully, you will find that he actually had a very calm smile on his face, as if he was still unafraid in the face of such a dangerous sword shadow.

"Hey, are you tired after playing for so long?" Qin Lang crossed his arms in front of his chest and sneered after dodging Ling Xing's sword by stepping on the "Cloud Trace Phantom".

Ling Xing panted slightly and looked at Qin Lang. He was scratching his head! He had already used all his strength just now, but he couldn't even do anything to a low-level profound practitioner. This was too abominable. He had planned to win in this competition.

It made Qin Lang look good, but it was too useless to continue like this. Especially looking at Qin Lang's face now, he felt that his face was burning and uncomfortable.

"Do you only know how to run? If you have the guts, fight me for a hundred rounds," Ling Xing shouted with a sullen face.

"We have to wait until you catch up with me. You are a high-level warrior. You can't even catch up with me, a low-level warrior. How dare you fight me for a hundred rounds?" Qin Lang continued to mock.

"Since you are such a rogue, don't blame me for being ruthless," Ling Xing said quietly, while the black energy in his body increased rapidly. Gradually, Ling Xing's face turned dark green, and he looked very ferocious, and his momentum increased in vain.

, seems to be a bit higher than just now.

"He actually forced Ling Xing to use his strongest move - Qing Sha Crack." Ling Li, who had just left the stage, came back again and suddenly noticed something strange about Ling Xing. He couldn't help but feel worried for Qin Lang.

Qing Sha Crack is Ling Xing's strongest move at the moment. It is very powerful. It will be very difficult for him even if he does it next. Qin Lang is only a low-level mystic. If he takes this move, he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

"Qin Lang, you are so proud that you can be injured by Brother Xing's strongest move." Ling Zhi, who was not far away, murmured to himself. He also didn't expect that Qin Lang could actually force Ling Xing to this point.

Others noticed something strange about Ling Xing. It was impossible for Qin Lang not to notice it, but he really wanted to see what Ling Xing's trick was. Anyway, no matter what fierce move Ling Xing was going to make, he was confident to take it.

It was his pride as a powerful man.

After a while, Ling Xing had finished gathering his strength. His aura had reached the peak of a profound practitioner, and his whole face was frighteningly green. After using this move, it would take at least a month to recover his profound strength. He originally wanted to save it for the battle.

He used to be fierce, but now he was teased again and again by Qin Lang. He was determined to make Qin Lang unable to survive or die. He had already made murderous intentions.

"While I was gathering my strength, you didn't come to attack. That's why you're so proud today," Ling Xing said with a sinister smile, and then he slowly raised the azure light sword in his hand and shouted "Qingsha crack!"

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Immediately afterwards, circles of green sword light surged towards Qin Lang. It was like a monstrous sword wave. It filled half of the arena, leaving Qin Lang with nowhere to hide.

The power of this move is actually so powerful. At least it is comparable to a strike from a low-level black magician!

"Holy shit, it's so fierce." Qin Lang looked solemn and guarded, holding the giant dragon sword tightly in his hand. When the wave of swords came toward the devouring force, he finally took action.

"The sun is shining brightly".

Qin Lang secretly learned a yellow-level sword skill from Ling Tian, ​​and countless sword shadows clashed with each other, making bursts of noise.

"Ding dong...ding dong...".

No matter in terms of sword skills or weapons, Qin Lang had no advantage. After fighting for more than ten times, the giant dragon sword finally could not withstand the power of the second-level low-level green light sword and was cut into two pieces.

"I'm dizzy. I lost my grip at the critical moment." Qin Lang secretly lamented that he was unlucky and still used the broken sword to protect his body.

"Haha, defeat me!" Ling Xing actually showed a proud smile, and the green light sword in his hand couldn't help but speed up a little more, and kept swinging towards Qin Lang.

"Damn it, I'm not going to play anymore." Qin Lang was forced to be very embarrassed. Several places on his body were scratched. Fortunately, his skin was not cut. Even so, Qin Lang had begun to take it seriously. He decided to end this.

Field competition.

"Watch the move" Qin Lang shamelessly threw the broken sword towards Ling Xing.

Ling Xing didn't expect that Qin Lang would actually abandon his sword and had to return his sword to block the broken sword. He was already feeling proud in his heart. Would he still be afraid of Qin Lang without a sword?

Unfortunately, what Ling Xing didn't expect was that he would follow Ling Tian's path of failure the next moment.

After ending Ling Xing's strong move, Qin Lang moved with charming footwork and instantly approached Ling Xing's front, attacking Ling Xing's chest with both palms like a mountain.

The third form of Cloud Expelling Palm is "turning clouds and rain".

"Boom...boom...".

Ling Xing was caught off guard and was hit hard on the chest, completely stunned.

Finally, after screaming, he flew several meters away and fell under the ring.

"This...impossible," the fifth elder in the audience forgot about the occasion and stood up instantly and shouted. He really couldn't believe that his most proud grandson was defeated like this, and he was defeated by a low-level profound practitioner.

"Footwork, leg skills, palm strength... Where did Qin Lang learn it? His power is so powerful, and he also knows Tian'er's Yanyang sword skill." Ling Wei, the fourth elder, murmured to himself with a look of surprise.

said.

All the elders in the audience saw how extraordinary Qin Lang was, and couldn't help but secretly marvel in their hearts. This was the first time they had seen such a mysterious and wonderful mysterious skill. They kept searching for the mysterious skill in the Xuanji Pavilion, but found nothing.

It can also match the tricks Qin Lang is using at this moment.

The second elder Ling Mo didn't say a word, his old eyes briefly glanced at a trace of undetectable murderous intent, and was instantly submerged again.

Ling Cang, who was sitting in the middle, showed no expression at all, but his heart was full of surprises, but more than worries. At the same time, he made a firm determination that nothing would happen to Qin Lang this time.

"Elder, can you announce the result?" Qin Lang turned to Ling Fu who still had not announced the result and asked.

The ninth elder, Ling Fu, came to his senses and was about to announce the result.

"Slow... wait, I... I'm not defeated yet." Ling Xing, who was lying on the ground, made a weak voice, and then slowly stood up, but his chest seemed to be "dented", at least it was broken by Qin Lang's shock

With a few sternum bones and a shaky body, anyone could tell that he was at the end of his strength.

Sure enough, before he could regain his footing, he fell down again.

At this time, the children of the Ling family in the audience looked at Qin Lang in a different way. After a moment of silence, bursts of warm cheers broke out.

This is a continent that worships the strong, and the same goes for the Ling family.

Today, the Ling family disciples witnessed the miracle happen with their own eyes.

A low-level mystic actually defeated a high-level mystic. This was a fact that no one would believe even if they said it, but it actually happened before their eyes. They couldn't help but believe it.

At this moment, they once again witnessed their Ling family, the once strongest genius in Meteor City finally stand up again. Their hearts of reverence boiled with passion again, and they couldn't help but cheer for their idol.

Only Ling Pang stared at Qin Lang unwillingly, clenching his fists tightly, as if he wanted to tear Qin Lang alive.

"I should have known that I would bring Yuxi here and let her see my majesty." Qin Lang looked at the reaction of the audience and couldn't help but think of Yuxi. This guy felt that Bai Yuxi had not seen him win with such majesty. He felt very

Pity!

Ling Xing was taken down for treatment, and Qin Lang faced off against Ling Li in the next match.

At this moment, Qin Lang actually gave up.

This made Ninth Elder Ling Fu stunned and asked, "Do you really want to give up this competition?".

"That's right. I abstain." Qin Lang nodded again and replied. In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to compete with Ling Li, but that he doesn't want to take advantage of Ling Li. Even if Ling Li is at his peak, Qin Lang is sure to defeat Ling Li. But this will happen eventually.

He is your cousin. Just give him a little face and let him go so as not to waste any effort.

Qin Lang no longer cares about the rankings in this kind of competition. Real strong people are usually very low-key. He feels that he should be more low-key.

If other Ling family disciples heard what he said, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood. Who just said that a high-level profound practitioner is just a small role and is not qualified to be his opponent? Who can say such a thing?

, could he be a low-key person? They would not believe it even to death.

He glanced sharply at Qin Lang, and then said calmly, "When you become a Xuanshi, we will fight again."

"No problem," Qin Lang nodded indifferently. He would not take this matter to heart.

Elder Ling Fu declared Ling Li the winner in this battle.

Next, it was supposed to be a battle between Ling Li and Ling Xing. Unfortunately, after taking Hui Lu Dan, Ling Xing was still in a state of depletion, and his confidence was severely damaged. He was unable to fight, so he immediately announced his abstention.

Therefore, Ling Li won without a fight and obtained the ranking of the strongest Xuanzhe class. He still continued to be the third strongest person under the age of twenty in the eighteenth generation of the Ling family. Qin Lang ranked fourth, and Ling Xing dropped one place.

, ranked fifth, and Linghu ranked sixth...

Family testing is finally over!

After the clan leader and other elders came on stage and said some words of encouragement, they sent all the disciples back, leaving only the top five, Ling Kuang, Ling Lin, Ling Li, Qin Lang and Ling Xing.

The patriarch Ling Cang said to the five of them, "You five are all the elites of the younger generation of our Ling family. From today on, you will enjoy deacon-level treatment, and you will go to participate in next year's event together with the five elder brothers and sisters who are retreating.

The families in Meteor City are competing. I hope you will refrain from arrogance and impatience and practice hard in the next year. If you encounter difficulties, you can always ask me and the elders sitting here for advice, and they will not be stingy in explaining it to you."

After a pause, he continued, "The third elder will distribute rewards to you below."

The third elder, Ling Kuang, stood up with his belly bulging. He took a few steps forward and said quietly, "Ling Kuang accepts the reward. Because you broke through the Xuanshi level three months ago and performed well, I will reward you with two bottles of Dew Return Pill and two bottles of Qi Nourishing Pill."

Pill, a speed-breaking pill, and a second-level mid-level gun."

Hearing the reward announced by the third elder, Ling Kuang couldn't help but feel happy and returned the favor. Although he was the grandson of the second elder Ling Mo, the training resources he received were all distributed by the family, so he received so many rewards at once.

He was also very excited, especially the speed-breaking pill and the second-level mid-level firearms, which were his unexpected gains.

The second-level low-level elixir of Breaking Speed ​​Pill can increase your own speed by twice. If you take it during a fight, you will definitely be invincible at the same level.

Not to mention second-level mid-level firearms. He used guns. Now he is using a second-level low-level firearm. The grade is not low, but there are better mid-level firearms. Of course he prefers them.

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The third elder announced Ling Lin's reward again. Her reward was similar to Ling Kuang's, except for the difference in weapons. She got a second-level mid-level sword because she was a sword wielder.

Next came the fierce rewards. What he got was a bottle of Dew Return Pill, a bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill, and a Condensation Pill.

The rewards received by the Xuanshi level are naturally not as good as those of the Xuanshi level, but he was extremely satisfied with getting a Condensation Pill.

Condensing Power Pill, a second-level low-level elixir, has the effect of concentrating one's mind and nourishing one's energy, and improving one's profound strength. It has a very significant effect on the mystic practitioner breaking through to the level of the Mysterious Master.

Next, it was time to announce Qin Lang's reward, but the third elder skipped Qin Lang's reward and directly announced Ling Xing's reward.

Ling Xing's rewards are exactly the same as Ling Li's rewards. There is no difference.

After the third elder announced Ling Xing's reward, he returned to his seat.

Qin Lang couldn't help but get anxious. Everyone got rewards. Even Ling Xing, the defeated general, got a lot of benefits, but he didn't get a share. He immediately asked the third elder, "Third elder, did you miss my reward?"

Already?".

Except for the third elder, all the elders and the clan leader Ling Cang were also very puzzled. The third elder asked why Qin Lang's reward was not announced. This was not mentioned in advance!

Third Elder Ling Yuan touched his beard and said with a smile, "You don't get a reward."

"Wha...what, I don't get a reward. Third Elder, you have to make it clear. I am much better than this loser. Why didn't he get a reward? This is not fair," Qin Lang said without anger.

Ling Xing, whose face was pale at the side, couldn't help but feel angry when he heard what he said. He was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Look, I just said a word and he vomited blood. This kind of useless useless talent can't be used in a big way. So, just give him the same reward and give me two copies and forget about it." Qin Lang actually said it in front of everyone

He pointed at Ling Xing and said sarcastically. He also tried to push for an extra reward. I have to say that this guy is very good at climbing up the stick.

Ling Cang frowned slightly and said, "Qin Lang must not talk nonsense." Then he turned to the third elder Ling Yuan and asked, "Third brother, what are you doing?".

The third elder, Ling Yuan, spread his hands helplessly, pointed not far away and said, "Clan leader, look who's coming."

Ling Cang and the elders looked in the direction pointed by the third elder Ling Yuan, and saw an old man with white hair and a stooped body walking over.

The old man's steps seemed very slow, but each step was huge. He was almost five meters away, and he was among the elders in an instant.

"Supreme Elder," everyone called the visitor with a slight salute.

The Supreme Elder said calmly to everyone, "No need!".

Seeing the appearance of the Supreme Elder, except for Qin Lang, the other four people became as excited as if they had been given blood. Even Ling Li, who had always been indifferent, was very excited.

Because they know what is going to happen next, the Supreme Elder will choose one of the five of them to be the successor disciple. This is definitely more exciting for the Ling family than any reward.

At this time, the fifth elder Ling Yan quietly winked at the second elder Ling Mo, as if conveying some message, and the second elder nodded knowingly.

Immediately afterwards, the second elder, Ling Mo, stood up first and said, "Supreme Elder, Ling Mo has something to say."

The Supreme Elder glanced at Ling Mo and said, "Say, I'll listen."

Ling Mo pointed at his grandson Ling Kuang, and then said to the Supreme Elder, "Eighteenth generation descendant, Ling Kuang was lucky enough to break through to the Xuan Shi level three months ago. He is the fastest person under the age of twenty to advance to the Xuan Shi level."

, he is only nineteen years old this year, and his talent is excellent. I hope that the Supreme Elder can give him more guidance."

As soon as Ling Mo said this, the expressions of Ling Cang and the group that supported Ling Cang changed, while the faces of several elders who supported Ling Mo were all smiles.

Ling Kuang took the opportunity to step forward and bow to the Supreme Elder and said, "Ling Kuang has met the Supreme Elder. I hope Ling Kuang has the honor to serve you." At this moment, Ling Kuang was very excited. If he could become the Supreme Elder's

Disciple, then he will be the number one person in the Ling family in the future. That kind of superior desire for control made him excited just thinking about it.

At this time, the fourth elder Ling Wei actually stood up and said, "Tai Shang Elder, the eighteenth generation descendant Ling Lin is also very talented. She also broke through the Xuanshi level a month ago. I hope the Tai Shang Elder can guide her well."

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All the elders looked at Ling Wei in surprise. They didn't expect that Ling Wei, who had always been uncontested, would give in now and dare to openly compete with the second elder Ling Mo for a spot.

Ling Lin, who was wearing a purple military uniform, also stepped forward to flatter the Supreme Elder.

Immediately afterwards, without the need for others to recommend, Ling Li and Ling Xing both recommended themselves first, hoping to be appreciated by the Supreme Elder.

There is only one chance. If you miss it, you will never get it again. Can they not cherish it?

Only Qin Lang was different from them. Although the Supreme Elder was unfathomable, Qin Lang felt that he was still a lot worse than the old ghost master in his previous life. He thought to himself that not just anyone could be qualified to be him.

It belonged to the master, so he was the only one among the five who remained unmoved.

"Qin Lang, why don't you salute the Supreme Elder quickly?" Ling Cang, who had not spoken yet, also spoke anxiously.

Qin Lang made a gesture and saluted the Supreme Elder, but he was not as eager to flatter him as the other four.

Seeing Qin Lang like this, Ling Cang felt angry and cursed secretly that this kid really didn't know how to advance or retreat.

The Supreme Elder held his old hands, squinted his eyes and started to look at Ling Kuang, then he said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad, it is indeed a good seedling."

Hearing the high praise from the Supreme Elder, Ling Kuang almost cheered with joy, but he still calmly returned the favor and said, "Thank you, the Supreme Elder for the wonderful compliment."

The second elder Ling Mo on the side showed a rare smile, as if it was a certainty that Ling Kuang would be favored by the Supreme Elder.

Immediately afterwards, the Supreme Elder glanced at Ling Lin and said, "You are not bad." When Ling Lin was about to thank her, he continued, "It's a pity that your attributes are not in line with mine."

This sentence sent Ling Lin and Fourth Elder Ling Wei into the cold cellar, making them extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't be pessimistic. As long as you work hard, your achievements will not be inferior to his." The Supreme Elder said again. He did not want to see the confidence of a good seedling destroyed by him.

The Supreme Elder's words restored Ling Lin's confidence. She nodded firmly and said, "Thank you, Supreme Elder. I will definitely work hard."

The Supreme Elder nodded to her, then looked at Ling Li, then raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Not bad, not bad. I will break through to Xuanshi in the near future. I am very determined and my future achievements will be limitless." (To be continued...

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