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After getting off the stage, Ling Mo Xie and Zhou Xinyi returned to his dilapidated courtyard. The second round of the competition would not take place until the afternoon after the first round had concluded.
At this moment, in a lavishly decorated room in the east wing, the head of the family, Ling Jiu Yin, was throwing a fit, berating Ling Qing Yu, who stood with his head bowed in front of him. "How did I end up with a son like you? Are you really that afraid of Ling Tian Xing? You are my son, Ling Jiu Yin! What can he do to you? If you can't win, can't you just admit defeat? You won't even step onto the stage?"
Ling Qing Yu kept his head down, too scared to speak. A heavily made-up woman hurried over to pull Ling Jiu Yin back and handed him a cup of tea. "Calm down! Don't get too worked up! You don't want to harm your health! In my opinion, it's all that little brat Ling Mo Xie's fault! Don't blame Xiao Yu anymore!"
Seeing the woman come over, Ling Qing Yu quickly ran behind her and tugged at her sleeve. "Mother! Ling Tian Xing is so powerful! How can I not be afraid?"
Ling Jiu Yin had already sat down after hearing the woman's words and was blowing on his tea, preparing to drink it. But upon hearing Ling Qing Yu's complaint, he glared and was about to start scolding again, causing Ling Qing Yu to shrink back in fear. The woman quickly helped calm Ling Jiu Yin down, saying, "Master! Please don't scold Yu anymore! He is also feeling wronged!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a voice came from outside. "Auntie is right! Second Uncle, please don't scold Brother Qing Yu anymore! Speaking of which, it's still that Ling Mo Xie's fault!"
Ling Jiu Yin held his teacup and looked towards the door, where he saw Ling Yi Jun stepping inside. He then scraped the lid of his teacup with a finger. "Oh, it's Yi Jun! What brings you here to see your second uncle?"
Ling Yi Jun smiled, closed the doors and windows tightly, and approached Ling Jiu Yin with a mysterious smile on her face. "Second Uncle! What do you think of Ling Mo Xie?"
Ling Jiu Yin was no fool; otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting in the position of head of the family. Hearing Ling Yi Jun's question made his brow twitch as he lowered his voice and said, "Are you planning to deal with Ling Mo Xie? Do you have any plans? He is from the Master Family!"
"Second Uncle, you can rest assured! I know this well enough; I wouldn't dare gamble with my life!" Ling Yi Jun casually picked up a cup and took a sip of tea.
Ling Jiu Yin pondered for a moment before saying, "Alright! Just tell me how you want your second uncle to help you! I'll do my best!"
After enjoying the meal brought by Zhou Xinyi, it was soon afternoon. Ling Mo Xie, lazily basking in the sun in the courtyard, smiled and stood up. The winter sun always gave a uniquely warm feeling!
Why was he smiling? Well, naturally because at that moment, in front of him, the task panel of the Celestial Master System, which others could not see, had unexpectedly displayed a sudden mission.
Sudden Mission: Ling Jiuyin and Ling Yijun have teamed up to replace your next opponent in the competition with Ling Tianlong, who is at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment, and they have given him a mysterious item! They are preparing to take your life! Overcome all schemes with strength! Please defeat Ling Tianlong head-on!
Mission Reward: Ten Spirit Stones, 200 Experience Points.
This reward came at just the right time; he was only 200 points away from reaching the tenth level of Foundation Establishment! How could Ling Mo Xie not smile? Although Ling Tianlong had some mysterious item, he was still only at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment! He was already at the ninth level! From the rewards given by the System, it was clear that this mission should be quite simple!
Once again arriving at the arena, the family head along with Ling Yijun and Ling Tianlong happened to walk over together. Ling Mo Xie smiled; it seemed that this System was quite reliable after all—they had indeed joined forces!
Drawing lots again, Ling Mo Xie knew they would try to pull some tricks. He casually picked one and looked—it was number five! There were only about twenty participants in Group Two this afternoon, so he seemed to be among the earlier matches.
Ling Tianlong glanced at his number five lot and raised it towards Ling Mo Xie with a smirk on his face. Ling Mo Xie chuckled; did he really think he had already won? Was this supposed to put psychological pressure on him? However, if he knew that he was already at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, then it should be him feeling pressured!
In the first match of the afternoon, Ling Tianxing took the stage against a twenty-year-old member of the Ling family who was at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment! He defeated his opponent in just ten moves, causing an uproar among the onlooking members of the Ling family.
"How is that possible? Wasn't he also at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment last year? How could he defeat Ling Yu in just a few moves?"
"Yeah! Is he really only fifteen years old? If he waits another year or two, he might even compete for the position of the top expert in Hongfeng Town for ten years!"
Ling Mo Xie looked at Ling Tianxing with a sense of admiration; this was truly what one would call a genius! He himself was merely benefiting from the System.
After several matches, it was finally Mo Xie's turn. Ling Tianlong laughed heartily, lightly tapping his toes on the ground, and floated down onto the Arena, looking down at Mo Xie with disdain. "Little waste! Dare to come up? Haha!"
"What’s there to be afraid of?" Mo Xie brushed off his white robe as if shaking off dust and walked towards the Arena. When he reached the edge, he pushed off and jumped up. The only movement technique he knew, "Chicken Flies and Dogs Jump," wasn't very graceful, so he didn't want to make a spectacle of it.
The other Ling family disciples watching from below laughed heartily as they compared the entrance styles of Mo Xie and Ling Tianlong. They had previously changed their views on Mo Xie after his battle with Ling Jin, but now they saw that waste was still waste!
Ling Tianlong laughed even more wildly, saying, "Oh! Mo Xie, do you want me to give you a hand? Haha!"
"No need! Worry about yourself!" Mo Xie replied calmly, standing opposite Ling Tianlong.
Zhou Xinyi watched Mo Xie from below, her palms sweating. How unfortunate that he had to compete against Ling Tianlong! Although Ling Tianlong was only eighteen this year, he was quite talented and had already reached the eighth level of Foundation Establishment. He even encountered a fragment of a mental attack spell!
In this world of cultivation, most practitioners at the Foundation Establishment stage focused on building their physical strength and martial skills rather than spells. Therefore, Ling Tianlong's ability to use a mental attack spell meant that even against someone at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage. Zhou Xinyi couldn't help but wonder if Mo Xie could win against him!
Her concern was evident on her face.
Ling Tianlong cupped his hands towards Mo Xie and said, "Then I won't hold back! Haha! Since you’ve been talking bad about me, it seems I really need to teach you a lesson today!" With that, he took out his weapon from his storage ring—a willow leaf thin sword, three feet five inches long, glimmering with a cold light!
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