Immediately, the eleven children of the Ling family, except for Ling Renhao, stepped forward, each respectfully took out a wooden skewer from the box in the hand of the elder in the green robe, and then walked up to the corresponding test table according to the number on the wooden skewer.

Ling Renhao stepped forward with a gloomy face, quickly snatched a wooden stick from the hand of the blue-robed elder, and after casually glancing at the number on the wooden stick, he snorted coldly and walked directly to a competition table.

This rude act made the elders in the green robe and most of the elders on the high platform frown, and their faces looked a little unpleasant.

"Now I will first announce the rules of the competition, during the competition, you must not use some drugs that stimulate people's physical strength and external forces other than weapons, and you must not deliberately kill people. The match ends with one side losing the strength to fight again, or admitting defeat by itself. Now I announce that the competition has officially begun. It was only after the twelve people had walked to their places that the blue-robed elder announced loudly.

"Roar!" As his voice fell, the crowd around the martial arts training ground suddenly erupted in a passionate roar, and the attention of the Ling family's top leaders was also focused on the competition platform.

"Ahh

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

"Mu Chong Fist!" Just when there were still three or four meters between the two of them, Ling Renhao suddenly shouted, his body jumped up suddenly, and a punch slammed forward, a dazzling green light flashed from his fist, and he smashed towards the Ling family disciple with a fierce momentum.

As soon as Ling Renhao made a move, he struck with all his strength, without the slightest reservation, as if he wanted to sprinkle all the anger in his heart on the Ling family disciple in front of him.

However, I have to say that Ling Renhao's luck is really not very good, if he encounters other Ling family disciples with lower cultivation, it is estimated that he will be abolished.

However, the disciple of the Ling family he met was not a soft persimmon, and his cultivation strength was much higher than that of Ling Renhao, and he had already reached the middle stage of the Ninefold Martial Qi.

Seeing Ling Renhao's punch without a trace of his hand, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the Ling family disciple, and he immediately gritted his teeth and shouted, and his body jumped up.

"Wooden stakes!"

With a bang, the Ling family disciple smashed forward with a punch, and a dazzling green light flashed on the surface of his fist, bringing a momentum that was even stronger than Ling Renhao's to blast towards the opponent's fist.

Although the level of his martial arts is only at the intermediate level of the human level, his cultivation is much higher than that of Ling Renhao, and this martial art has also been cultivated by him to the point of being extremely proficient, so it is not necessary for Ling Renhao's high-level martial arts to be inferior to Ling Renhao's high-level martial arts, but it is even better.

"Boom!" The two powerful fists instantly slammed together, and with a violent sonic boom, I saw two figures flying out directly in opposite directions.

"Wow!" the Ling family disciple fell to the ground, staggered back a few steps before stabilizing his body, and his face instantly turned much paler.

In contrast, Ling Renhao's situation was much more embarrassing, his body was directly shocked by the shock force of Fang Cai and fell under the competition platform, his body fell backwards rapidly, leaving two rows of deep footprints on the ground with his feet.

Immediately, I saw him cover his chest with his right hand, his body trembled slightly, and a trace of bright red blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Ling Xiangsheng!" Seeing this, the blue-robed elder announced in a light tone.

"Roar!Ling Xiang!Ling Xiang!"

"Ling Xiang is good!" As the voice of the Qingpao Elder fell, many supporters of the Ling family named Ling Xiang immediately cheered excitedly.

"Hmph!" Ling Renhao snorted coldly, his eyes glanced at the Ling family disciple named Ling Xiang with a somewhat cold look, and then walked towards the outside of the martial arts training ground with a gloomy face.

Seeing this, many of the senior leaders of the Ling family on the high platform frowned slightly, and they had their own ideas in their hearts, this Ling Renhao's performance today was too disappointing to them, this kind of bad temperament, even if the talent is good, the future achievements are limited.

Among them, the worst face is of course Xiao Xianghan, because it was her son, but it was her face that she lost, and she scolded her son in her heart at this time for being too angry.

Immediately, I saw a smile on her face, and said to everyone on the stage: "Everyone, Hao'er has had some accidents in the past two days, and she is also injured, so she is not in a good mood, please forgive me." ”

"Where, where, we can understand. ”

"Yes, Mrs. Xiao doesn't need to be like that. Hearing this, everyone responded with a smile, they still dare not offend this Mrs. Xiao, but only they know what they think in their hearts......

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

On the No. 1 competition table, a fifteen-year-old child of the Ling family faced an eighteen-year-old child of the Ling family.

In terms of age, the young disciple of the Ling family has suffered a lot, he is fifteen years old is the sixfold martial arts stage, and the other party is eighteen-year-old eightfold martial arts stage, the former's talent is obviously stronger than the latter, but the former is suffering in age.

With such a difference in strength, the result is directly self-evident, and after less than three moves, the fifteen-year-old Ling family disciple was directly kicked off the test table by the opponent in a strong way, and smashed his butt to the ground.

The young child of the Ling family covered his sore buttocks, his little face turned red, and he was so aggrieved that he almost cried.

In this regard, the top management of the Ling family could only sigh regretfully, not that this young child of the Ling family had poor talent, but that his luck was too bad and he suffered from age.

One of the two people on the second competition platform was Ling Zhanxuan's son Ling Jun, and the other was a nineteen-year-old descendant of the Ling family, and his cultivation was the same as Ling Jun's ninefold martial qi stage.

I have to say that Ling Jun's luck is not very good, originally with his strength in the ninefold martial arts stage, he is definitely the top existence among the twelve people, if there is no accident, he can directly advance, who knows that he has encountered this kind of opponent.

The cultivation of these two people is comparable, and they fought inextricably from the beginning, and no one can help anyone, but in comparison, Ling Jun's combat experience is obviously richer, his shots are sharp and tricky, and his body style is more ingenious.

The battle lasted for nearly two quarters of an hour, and in the end, Ling Jun used a trick to force his opponent to the edge of the test table, resisting his opponent's punch with an injury exchange method, and at the same time knocking his opponent off the test table with one palm. However, although he won the competition, he also suffered a lot of injuries.

"Big brother, Jun'er has good combat experience. Ling Luofeng smiled slightly, he could naturally see that the cultivation of that Ling family's side disciple was actually higher than Ling Jun's, but he suffered from combat experience.

"Yes, he has been training with the fifth brother for two years, and it seems that the harvest is good, thank you, fifth brother. Ling Zhanxuan said with a smile, it seemed that he was quite satisfied with his son's performance.

"Big brother, wherever you say, it depends on Jun'er's own efforts to have this kind of achievement. Although Jun'er's talent is not very good, his perseverance is really good, and although he has suffered a lot by my side, he has never complained. Ling Pengyi said, he also admired his nephew.

At this moment, the game in the field was over, and on the third competition platform was Ling Luofeng's daughter Ling Yan, who was lucky enough to meet a fifteen-year-old opponent in the sixfold martial qi stage, and defeated the opponent with the strength of Ling Yan's eightfold martial qi stage in one move.

The fourth and fifth platforms also had results, and a seventeen-year-old eightefold martial qi stage Ling family disciple named Ling Bai and a seventeen-year-old seven-fold martial qi stage Ling family child named Ling Hui won respectively.

"Now the five of you and the five people with excellent talent who have just advanced directly come out to draw lots, and then go to the stage to compete for the top five. Elder Qingpao said.

Immediately, the ten people immediately stepped forward to draw lots, Ling Renying and Ling Xijie took a few steps back and approached Ling Yunfeng, who was walking at the back, and said with a gloomy face: "It will depend on your luck later, if you run into us, we will definitely not mind abolishing you." ”

"Hehe, I'll wait!" Hearing this senseless threat, a sneer rose at the corner of Ling Yunfeng's mouth and said casually.

"You can be arrogant, and you will feel better later. Seeing Ling Yunfeng's disapproving appearance, the two of them were even more angry in their hearts, gritted their teeth and said fiercely, and then stepped forward to draw lots.

Ling Yunfeng glanced at the two of them indifferently, but his heart became a little solemn, although these two people were arrogant and hateful, their strength was still quite strong, and now among these ten people, they were the only two of them who could threaten him.

And if he wants to be the first in the clan competition and win the demon core, he will inevitably have to fight with these two people, Ling Renying is better, he is only at the level of a triple martial artist, and there should be no problem in dealing with it himself.

The most difficult thing is this Ling Xijie, the eightfold martial artist stage, which is four levels higher than his own cultivation, it is a little difficult to win him, it seems that if you want to get that second-order late-stage demon core, you have to work hard today.

Immediately, Ling Yunfeng shook his head a little helplessly, and directly took out a wooden skewer from the box.

"No. 3?" Glancing at the number on the wooden stick, Ling Yunfeng muttered quietly, and then turned around and walked towards the No. 3 platform.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Ling Renying and Ling Xijie walking towards the No. 5 competition table at the same time.

"Huh, it can't be such a coincidence, right? These two did it?" Ling Yunfeng stared at him for a moment, and when he saw that everyone else had already stepped onto the competition platform, he couldn't help but show an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and laughed inwardly: "This time the dog eats the dog has a good show!haha!"

On the No. 5 competition platform, Ling Renying and Ling Xijie glanced at each other, their faces suddenly looked a little ugly, and they turned their heads to look at Ling Yunfeng, who was gloating, and couldn't help but grit their teeth with anger.

Seeing the other party looking over, Ling Yunfeng smiled, raised his head, whistled, and swaggered towards the third platform, the meaning of mockery and provocation was overflowing......