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Ling Mo Xie was not disturbed by the discussions around him. He quickly unleashed another Swift Glance skill towards the Lightning, and the two forces collided with a thunderous roar, holding their ground in mid-air, neither side yielding. After all, Ling Mo Xie's Swift Glance was merely an entry-level skill.
"Look! He can actually hold his ground against Thunder Magic. Could it be that the long knife in his hand is powerful? That can't be true! A spirit weapon that's too powerful wouldn't be effective in his hands! Although we can't see his cultivation level, he is only about fifteen years old; how high could his cultivation be? But how could a mediocre spirit weapon possibly withstand Thunder Magic? Could it be that his own strength is impressive?" analyzed a well-dressed young man.
The other ignorant commoners nodded in agreement with his analysis, their gazes towards Ling Mo Xie changing. It seemed that the world had underestimated the Seventh Young Master of the Ling family; he was making a strong comeback and was no longer the pitiful child who had been driven out of the Ling family over a decade ago!
Old Master Tian's expression darkened, while the members of the Ling family showed varied reactions. A few who had no grievances or connections with Ling Mo Xie were naturally pleased to see him bring glory to the Ling family. However, those direct descendants were not so happy; many of them couldn't even compare to Tian Wuxin and had always relied on their family's prestige.
Previously, Ling Mo Xie's lack of presence had given them some comfort. Look at us; we rely on our family's power, and that waste of a Ling Mo Xie is even more useless than us!
Aside from those direct descendants with poor talent, there were also several with decent abilities who looked at Ling Mo Xie with deeper scrutiny. After all, Ling Mo Xie was also a direct descendant with inheritance rights! They had previously thought he was useless and posed no threat, but now that he was showcasing his power, they all regarded him as an obstacle in their path!
Ling Mo Xie didn't have time to observe what expressions his "brothers" wore. As the thunder and blade light dissipated in the air, he turned to the astonished Tian Wuxin and said, "Hehe! Next up! It's your turn! That thunder will be your downfall!" With that, he unleashed another Swift Glance skill aimed at Tian Wuxin!
Glancing at his nearly depleted spirit energy, Ling Mo Xie quickly opened a small blue vial. Watching the slowly recovering blue bar, he nodded in satisfaction; without spirit energy, there was no sense of security!
At this moment, Tian Wuxin was in a state of panic. That Thunder Magic was not conjured out of thin air; it had nearly exhausted all of Tian Wuxin's spirit energy! Without spirit energy, his first instinct was to dodge, but he tragically discovered that Ling Mo Xie's spell had already locked onto him—there was no way to escape!
"Stop! Please stop!" Tian Wuxin shouted anxiously and helplessly. "Hehe, sorry! Once the spell is cast, it can't be retracted!" Ling Mo Xie said with a smirk while crossing his arms, watching Tian Wuxin's distressed state with great interest.
"I concede! I concede! Stop!" Tian Wuxin desperately tried to evade the blade light. His already depleted dantian showed signs of cracking under the strain!
"I told you, once the spell is cast, it can't be retracted! There's nothing I can do! Who told you not to concede earlier?" Ling Mo Xie shrugged and pretended to be helplessly troubled, shaking his head. His eyes clearly conveyed that it was all your fault; it had nothing to do with me!
"Xin'er!" Master Tian looked anxiously at the scene in the Arena, his hands clenched into fists, veins bulging. Finally unable to hold back, he waved his hand, and a Barrier enveloped Tian Wuxin, trying to protect him.
But before the Barrier could reach the Arena, it was easily dispelled by a Sword Light. It turned out that Ling Siwen had formed a sword technique, creating a Sword Light that blocked Master Tian's Shield, saying, "What? Master Tian wants to break the rules of the Arena? That's a serious taboo! Interfering in a fair Arena match, do you want the City Lord's Mansion to take action and wipe out your Tian Family?"
Master Tian gritted his teeth and sighed, "Xin'er!"
At that moment, Tian Wuxin, who had already been reduced to a mortal due to his shattered dantian, was sliced in half by Ling Mo Xie's blade light, blood gushing out and splattering everywhere!
"Xin'er!" Master Tian shouted and fainted directly. The Guardians of the Family hurriedly took Master Tian back, not daring to stay for another moment, fearing they would also faint from anger.
"Ah! So bloody! Amitabha, Amitabha!" Ling Mo Xie chanted a few Buddhist phrases and turned away, vomiting uncontrollably. After all, he was still fundamentally a modern person from Earth!
"Haha! Well done!" Ling Siwen didn't even frown. He had seen countless scenes more gruesome than this over the years. He walked over and patted Ling Mo Xie's shoulder in praise.
Surprisingly, Nan Jianjun also watched the bloody scene with a calm expression. It was unclear what he had experienced; he was still just a child!
The Common People had little reaction as well; they were merely excitedly discussing among themselves.
"The Seventh Young Master of the Ling Family is not Waste! He's a genius! A genius! I told you so; otherwise, how would the Ling Family take him back? I said he was a genius from the start! You all didn't believe me!"
"Pfft! Did you say that? It was clearly me! You were the one who said Ling Mo Xie was Waste! How can someone so powerful be Waste? Truly worthy of being a descendant of the Ling Family!"
"Wow! Look! Ling Mo Xie is so cool! He's simply my ideal type. That Tian Dasha is such a fool for wanting to challenge my Mo Xie!" A Love-struck Girl gazed adoringly at Ling Mo Xie as he walked down from the Arena towards where the Ling Family Disciples were gathering.
"Hmph! Just you? I wouldn't even look at you. How can you compare to my nobility and beauty?"
The surrounding Common People in the Arena, regardless of gender, began to discuss fervently, their positions shifting instantly.
"Hmph! Don't think that just because you defeated Tian Wuxin, that you can compare yourself to us and vie for the inheritance! You're just a slightly more capable Waste! Do you understand?" Ling Mo Xie's direct line relative, Fourth Brother, walked over, casting a disdainful glance at Ling Mo Xie and said arrogantly.
But that wasn't the end. Before Ling Mo Xie could respond, Sixth Brother also approached, sizing up Ling Mo Xie from head to toe without even bothering to look him in the eye, saying, "Don't get too proud. You've only gained the position of Tian Wuxin, Fourth on the Earth Ranking. Our eldest brother is second on the Heavenly Ranking! You have a long way to go! Don't even think about the position of family head!"
Seeing Ling Siwen glance over, Sixth Brother quickly shot a fierce glare at Ling Mo Xie, then put on a warm smile as if he were having a pleasant conversation with Ling Mo Xie.
Ling Mo Xie was astonished by his ability to change expressions so quickly. In his heart, he thought: Who the hell is being arrogant here? Why do I feel like it's you all who are being arrogant? And what about the position of family head? I wouldn't even want it if it was given to me! With the System, why would I care about your position as family head?
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