Nothing was said all night.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, the Lin Mansion was lively, the drums sounded, and the whole town knew that the day of the Lin Mansion clan had arrived.

Lin Lang walked to the square, at this moment the square was crowded with people, most of the children of the Lin Mansion, and there were many people who came out to see the excitement, only to hear a drum beat, the Lin Mansion guards shouted:

"Please enter the rest area, sit down in turn, and wait for the battle to be arranged"!

Lin Lang looked at the high platform, the high platform was already full of elders of the Lin Mansion, and the one sitting in the middle was like Old Man Lin, next to the old man on his left hand was the uncle, next to the right hand was Lin Lang's father Lin Yan, and then the third uncle, the fourth uncle, the fifth uncle, the sixth uncle, the seventh uncle, and finally the old Yao, who sat at the end with a smile, very amiable.

The old man looked at Lin Yan and nodded, and Lin Yan stood up and announced:

"Lin Mansion New Year's Clan, Start Now"!

The profound spiritual power fluctuations came out, resounding throughout the Lin Mansion, and judging from the sound, Lin Yan was already a monk in the Great Perfection Realm of the Pneumatic Mirror.

Lin Lang knew that his father was a monk, but he never knew the specific realm of his father, and to this day, he knew that his father was powerful, and it was estimated that it would not be long before the Lin Mansion would usher in the second Jindan period monk, the faces of the people on the high platform were different, and they must have their own thoughts, the old man looked relieved, and looked at Lin Yan with a red face and nodded again and again.

At the beginning of the clan competition, the master of the torture hall jumped onto the stage, and there were bursts of exclamations from outside the field, it turned out that this time it was actually the master of the torture hall who personally supervised it! I only heard the master of the torture hall shouting to the rest area: "No. 1 Lin Yao, No. 30 Lin Miao on stage"!

Lin Yao and Lin Miao walked onto the battlefield and looked at each other, Lin Yao was the eldest son of the third uncle's family, Lin Miao was the son of the family guard, Lin Yao practiced the family's low-level exercises, the cloud cutting knife method, and Lin Miao used a long stick to practice the thunderbolt stick method taught to him by his father.

The two glanced at each other, and rushed towards each other at the same time, you come and go, each with a strange move, Lin Yao's knife technique is impermeable, every time Lin Miao comes out of the stick, he will be beaten to the side, and then take the opportunity to counterattack, Lin Miao is constantly attacking Lin Yao, the rhythm is completely taken away by Lin Yao, the two of them have more than thirty moves, Lin Miao was hit in the thigh by Lin Yao's knife for a while, and then the wooden stick was picked up, Lin Yao kicked Lin Miao off the competition platform, the master of the torture hall nodded and announced: "Lin Yao wins, enter the top fifteen to fight"!

There were cheers outside the field, and the third uncle also nodded and smiled again and again, so far, the first clan competition ended with Lin Yao's easy victory.

The master of the torture hall looked at the rest area and shouted: "No. 2 Lin Ke, No. 29 Lin Zhi come to power"!

The two teenagers jumped on the battle platform, each looked at each other and saluted, and then attacked the other party with a wooden sword, Lin Lang looked at it for a while and was not interested in looking at it again, for no other reason, no matter how beautiful the two people without spiritual power were, it was just a fist embroidered legs, just a superficial kung fu, shook his head, Lin Lang closed his eyes.

After a pillar of incense, there were bursts of cheers in the field, Lin Lang opened his eyes and looked, it turned out that Lin Ke had won, the master of the torture hall came to the stage to announce Lin Ke's victory, Lin Ke actually stood on the stage and did not move, with an arrogant face, he couldn't wait to raise his head all his life, eager to put his nostrils to the sky, the cold light flashed in the eyes of the hall master, and he snorted coldly: "Not yet"! Lin Kecai jumped off the platform slowly.

Lin Lang laughed, and two words flashed in his heart, "Idiot"!

The master of the torture hall watched Lin Ke jump off the battle platform, and shouted to the rest area: "No. 3 Lin Feng, No. 27 Lin Gui on the battle platform"!

Lin Feng got up and slowly walked towards the battle platform, as soon as the people outside the field heard Lin Feng leave the station, the whole square was like an explosion, many people were shouting Lin Feng's name, and after a while, they unified the slogan:

"Lin Feng will win"!

"Lin Feng will win"!

“......”

Lin Lang looked at this scene and couldn't help but think in his heart, sure enough, geniuses and strong people would be noticed by thousands of people at any time.

On the other side, Lin Gui also walked to the battle platform, his head lowered and his face was flushed, he didn't dare to look up at the outside of the field, and the hand holding the wooden sword was trembling slightly.

Lin Feng frowned, and said to Lin Gui: "Clan brother, you strike first!"

In the distance, Lin Gui heard Lin Feng call him, his body trembled even more, as if he had mustered up his courage, Lin Gui shouted: "Ah"! Swing the sword and slash at Lin Feng, that's right, it's a cut, not a thorn, Lin Gui used the wooden sword as a knife, Lin Feng shook his head, and in a flash, he was behind Lin Gui, and everyone outside the field didn't see how Lin Feng made a move, and Lin Gui's sword was taken by Lin Feng.

In the rest area, only Lin Lang could see Lin Feng's movements clearly, his eyes narrowed slightly, Lin Lang secretly said that the eldest brother is so fast!

Lin Feng whispered to Lin Gui, who was stunned: "If you can't even hold the sword in your hand, how can you protect the person you want to protect in the future?" Patting Lin Gui on the shoulder, Lin Feng turned his head and walked towards the audience, and then the master of the torture hall announced Lin Feng's victory.

The next few battles were nothing to look at, and even the people in the Lin Mansion outside the arena yawned again and again.

Soon Lin Lang heard the master of the torture hall call his name: "No. 7 Lin Lang, No. 23 Lin Cong on the battlefield"!

Is it finally him?Lin Lang got up and walked slowly towards the platform.

On the other hand, Lin Cong jumped onto the stage early, looking at Lin Lang with disdain, when Lin Lang walked to the stage, the whole square was instantly quiet, and the needle drop could be heard, which was in stark contrast to when Lin Feng was on the field before.

Lin Yan's face was a little unsightly, after all, it was his own son, and now this atmosphere seemed to be a little embarrassing, but Lin Lang's uncle next to him showed a smile and said: "Second brother, your family Lin Lang has grown a lot, joy and anger are invisible, not bad!" Anyone can hear that this is something in the words, Lin Yan snorted and did not speak, and the old man closed his eyes.

I only heard the master of the torture hall announce softly: "Let's start"! Lin Cong sneered, holding his right hand with his left hand, and pinching his fingers with a rattling sound, Lin Lang did not move, looking at Lin Cong with a sword in one hand.

Lin Cong is the child of the fourth uncle's family, he has had great strength since he was a child, and in the Lin family, except for not daring to provoke Lin Feng, everyone has been beaten by Lin Cong, which can be described as a little bully, even his mother is said to have been beaten by Lin Cong once, but that time completely angered the fourth uncle, and Lin Cong didn't get up for three days, and since then Lin Cong has never dared to commit the next offense.

I saw Lin Cong shouting at Lin Lang: "Do you roll down by yourself or will I throw you down"?

Lin Lang's face remained unchanged, he still stood with his sword, without saying a word, Lin Cong saw that Lin Lang's birds didn't bird him, he suddenly felt lost face, and roared angrily: "It's really to give you face, you don't have a face"!

The wooden sword in his hand flipped over, and Lin Lang said in a low voice: "The sword of the three-talented sword is the sword of the man"! Without using the spiritual power in his body, it was an ordinary sword that stabbed at Lin Cong, Lin Cong's eyes flashed a trace of cunning, grabbed Lin Lang's wooden sword with one hand, and said with a laugh in his mouth: "Look at me crushing your broken wood, how can you fight with me"!

Seeing that Lin Cong's hand was about to touch the wooden sword, Lin Lang poured a trace of spiritual power into the wooden sword, and with a bang, the wooden sword pierced Lin Cong's palm.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the old man in the stands, and Lin Yan's hand couldn't help but clench, and he exclaimed in his heart: "This power, is it spiritual power?

Lin Cong covered his palms and shouted: "Playing tricks, he tricks tricks! He doesn't use a wooden sword! A wooden sword can't stab me!"

Lin Lang smiled and said, "Cousin, since you think I'm cheating, then you can see how my sword hurt you!"

Lin Lang shouted softly: "The sword of the three-talented sword duel!" The spiritual power poured into the wooden sword, the wooden sword flashed with white light slightly, and everyone in the stands was shocked to grow their mouths:

"This is"?!

"Spiritual power"?!

There were also all kinds of surprises outside the venue: "Oh my God, isn't the little boy a waste vein? Who is this rumor? The little boy is obviously already a monk"!

The hall master of the torture hall was also shocked, and said in his heart that he had lost his eyes, Lin Feng in the rest area opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Interesting, is it Lin Lang, the son of the head of the family?

On the battle platform, Lin Cong opened his mouth wide, looked at the wooden sword that shone with a slight white light, and said urgently: "I, I, I, I admit defeat!" The hall master of the torture hall quickly stood in the center of the two of them, and announced loudly: "Lin Lang wins!"

Lin Lang withdrew his spiritual power, saluted the master of the torture hall, and slowly walked off the battle platform, just like when he went to the battle platform, the square was still very quiet at this moment, and they were all looking at Lin Lang's figure with incredible eyes.

Lin Lang looked at Lin Feng in the rest area, the two brothers nodded in unison, and then Lin Lang sat back in his place.