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Time slowly passed, and a few days went by in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, Aojia was bustling with activity as many martial artists headed towards it. Among these martial artists were local fighters from Ning City as well as those from other cities.
The Aotian Family Annual Meeting was a competition for all the younger generation of the Aotian family. This event could be considered one of the most lively happenings in Ning City; compared to the previous Test Match, this Annual Meeting was undoubtedly on a much grander scale.
The Aotian Family Test Tournament was only for those who had not yet broken through to the innate level, while the Annual Meeting required participation from all Arrogant Clan Youth. During the Aotian Family Annual Meeting, all disciples who were training outside would generally return to participate. Only a very few, due to special circumstances, could not make it back, such as Aoyan.
“Ha ha, welcome everyone to the Aotian Family Annual Meeting! Aotian thanks you all for being here!”
On the stands of the Aojia training ground, Aotian cupped his hands and addressed the densely packed crowd around him.
“Aotian? Isn't he the son of the Aotian Family Head? Don't be so polite, just announce that the Annual Meeting is starting!”
“Yes, yes! I've heard that every young man from Aojia is a top-notch genius; today I finally have the chance to see for myself…”
As soon as Aotian spoke, compliments echoed around him. Although Aotian was not particularly notable within Fengyun Nation, he was undoubtedly a prominent figure in Ning City, an existence that ordinary martial artists could only look up to.
“Since everyone is so eager, I hereby announce that the Aotian Family Annual Meeting officially begins!”
Immediately, thunderous applause erupted around him.
“The Aotian Family Annual Meeting will take place in a Free-for-All format. The last four Arrogant Clan Youth standing will advance to the semifinals and receive a Great Recovery Pill as a reward,” Aotian said with a broad smile.
Upon hearing this, the faces of the Arrogant Clan Youth were filled with excitement. When they looked at their fellow clan members, their eyes were filled with hostility. The surrounding martial artists couldn't help but click their tongues in envy and jealousy after hearing Aotian's words.
Indeed, Aojia is truly wealthy and extravagant, as they casually produced four Great Recovery Pills without batting an eye.
Aotian was also slightly taken aback; he had heard of the Great Recovery Pill. Last time, he had entered the top four of the Test Match and received a Small Pill, which helped him break through to the Sixth Layer of Acquired Realm.
The Great Recovery Pill has similar effects to the Small Pill, aiding martial artists in breaking through their cultivation levels. However, its potency is far superior to that of the Small Pill.
According to Aotian's estimation, if he could obtain a Great Recovery Pill, he would likely break through to the Innate Second Layer.
“Arrogant Clan Youth enter the Training Platform! Surrendering or exiting the Training Platform counts as a failure!”
As soon as Aotian finished speaking, the Arrogant Clan Youth began to make their way to the Training Platform one after another.
Perhaps due to the Annual Meeting, the Aojia Training Platform had expanded significantly, easily accommodating over a hundred people.
Aotian slowly exhaled, and the sharpness in his eyes grew even more intense. He pushed off from the ground and shot out like a soaring eagle, seeming to tear through the air as he landed steadily on the Training Platform.
The entire training ground erupted in commotion:
“Who is that person? That aura suggests they have already broken through to the Innate Realm!”
“I know, I know! That’s the son of the Aojia family head. It’s said he has been a martial arts genius since childhood; he must have broken through to the Innate Realm.”
“Please, you’re outdated. That kid is just putting on a show. A few years ago, his cultivation was completely wasted; how could he possibly break through to the Innate Realm?!”
“Exactly! He probably learned some profound movement technique from Aojia, which is why he can do that…”
Regarding the appearance of Aotian, the crowd in the training ground was buzzing with discussions, filled with mixed opinions.
In the stands, Zheng Kun, the head of the Zheng Family, one of the three major families in Ning City, stared intently at Aotian and said, "Aotian? Isn't he the son of the Aotian Family Head? It seems your son's astonishing talent for cultivation has returned!" His tone concealed a barely perceptible hint of malice.
Aotian smiled lightly, not responding, but instead focused on the performance of the Arrogant Clan Youth on the Training Platform.
Zheng Kun turned his head and exchanged a glance with Ao Gong, who was sitting next to Aotian. To everyone's surprise, Ao Gong slightly nodded at Zheng Kun; it was such a subtle gesture that it could easily go unnoticed.
A sinister glint flashed in Zheng Kun's eyes…
On the Training Platform, many Arrogant Clan Youth had already gathered, their eyes warily scanning their surroundings.
"Free-for-All begins!" Aotian shouted.
Immediately, chaos erupted on the Training Platform.
Knives, swords, fists, feet, elbows, shoulders, heads—every possible form of attack was unleashed among these Arrogant Clan Youth. The scene was as chaotic as it could get.
However, Aotian did not join in the massive Free-for-All; instead, he found a relatively quiet corner to watch quietly without intervening.
Perhaps it was because Aotian was the son of the family head or perhaps due to his earlier imposing presence that intimidated some people. At just fifteen years old, he seemed formidable enough that few dared to provoke him.
Yet among the crowd, one figure was glaring at Aotian with a venomous expression, continuously emanating a chilling aura of malice. This person was none other than Aofeng.
"Feng'er, in the Free-for-All, make sure not to confront Aotian head-on. Try to avoid him; your second brother will personally deal with him."
Aofeng clearly remembered his father's words from last night.
Aofeng was filled with unwillingness and jealousy. Why could Aotian easily break through to the innate realm while he, Aofeng, could only linger in the acquired stage? Why?!
Although Aofeng desperately wanted to confront Aotian, he knew that at this moment, he would definitely not be a match for Aotian. Therefore, despite his deep resentment and unwillingness, he had to suppress it.
Aotian seemed to sense an unusual gaze and turned to look ahead. Among the dense crowd, Aotian effortlessly locked onto Aofeng's figure.
Aotian paused slightly, then a fleeting smile appeared in his eyes as he ignored Aofeng and instead focused on Ao Yu, who was not far from Aofeng.
Clearly, in Aotian's mind, he no longer regarded Aofeng as a rival. After all, the gap between them would only grow larger in the future. Of course, if Aofeng did not know his place, he would not mind teaching him a lesson.
Aofeng was immediately infuriated by Aotian's actions. He knew very well that Aotian was completely dismissing him.
Thinking about this made Aofeng seethe with rage, his eyes turning red and flashing with a crazed light. At this moment, his reason seemed to be overtaken by the fury swelling within him.
"Aofeng!"
At some point, Ao Yu appeared beside Aofeng like a ghost and shouted at him sternly.
"Ah! Aotian, I will kill you!"
Suddenly, Aofeng let out a loud roar and pulled out a dagger that gleamed with a chilling light, charging toward Aotian.
Ao Yu was suddenly alarmed and tightly grabbed his younger brother, preventing him from approaching Aotian. He understood that if his brother rushed forward now, he would definitely be severely injured by Aotian's strike. After all, the gap between innate and acquired abilities was simply too vast.
"Second Brother, don't hold me back! I want to take that Bastard down with me today!" Aofeng shouted hoarsely in anger.
Although Aofeng's commotion was considerable, they were still amidst a dense crowd in the Free-for-All, so not many noticed the two brothers.
However, in the stands, the gazes of those important figures were all directed toward them.
Upon hearing Aofeng's cries, a cold glint flashed in Aotian's eyes as he snorted but remained silent. After all, he was the head of the Aojia family and naturally wouldn't stoop to argue with someone like Aofeng.
Ao Gong's expression alternated between green and red. This useless person had disregarded his warnings from yesterday, which made Ao Gong furious.
However, since the Free-for-All was an event for the younger generation of the Aojia family, Ao Gong could not intervene. Thus, he could only hope that things would not develop too badly...
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