"Poof. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hearing this, Ling Yufeng suddenly became angry, only to feel Gan Tian gushing out of his throat, and his eyes looked a little dull. "One move, one move and lose. This... How is that possible?"

Ling Fei didn't look at him again, and walked towards the clan.

For the clan, Ling Fei didn't have too much affection, so he didn't stop and came directly to the Elders' House.

The House of Elders is a separate existence, and it has a very high reputation in the Ling clan, even if the head of the clan wants to make any decisions, it must be agreed by the elders, it is conceivable that the importance of the House of Elders, Ling Fei is valued by the House of Elders, so it attracts the jealousy of his peers.

There are a few willows in the courtyard, and there are only a few tables and chairs and a dilapidated bed in the house, but there is nothing special about it. After all, all the elders of the Ling clan focused on cultivation, and this external appearance of seeing fame and fortune as dung was naturally ignored.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Fei suppressed the tension in his heart, and when he entered the door, he saw five gray-haired old men meditating cross-legged.

Sensing someone outside, the old man slowly opened his eyes and said, "You are Ling Wei's son." The faint words did not have a trace of waves, let alone a trace of arrogance as an elder.

Calming down again, Ling Fei nodded and said, "Yes, Second Elder." ”

"Oh, you and I have never known each other, how do you know the old man?" seemed to be a little surprised by Ling Fei's answer, and the old man, who was called the Second Elder, became a little curious.

Ling Fei replied, "Before the junior came, my father told me about every elder, but Ling Fei just made a bold guess. ”

Hearing this, the second elder nodded with satisfaction and said in appreciation: "Bold and careful, much better than those guys who can't make it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the other four closed-eyed old men all opened their eyes, and then Ling Fei sensed four powerful thoughts sweeping towards him.

After a moment, the four of them withdrew their thoughts and nodded their heads one after another, expressing their satisfaction with Ling Fei.

The second elder smiled and said, "In the future, you can cultivate here with our old guys, and within three years, you will definitely become a powerhouse of the Yuan Rank and increase the face of our Ling Clan." ”

Ling Fei clenched his fists and bowed, "Ling Fei thanks a few elders for their cultivation. ”

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Since then, Ling Fei has been cultivating in the Elders' Academy, often with the guidance of the elders, which makes Ling Fei pause. Time passes day by day, and the small competition in the clan is coming.

The so-called small competition within the clan is a competition between peers, and its purpose is self-evident, which is naturally to make juniors self-motivated, so as to improve their cultivation.

For the title of vanity, juniors are working hard, and Ling Fei is naturally no exception, he still works hard to cultivate every day, but Ling Fei is not only for this so-called vanity, but also for the glory of his parents......

In the expectation of the juniors, the small comparison in the clan has arrived.

In the early morning, Ling Fei did not cultivate, but stood in front of the door, stretched his waist, absorbing the pure air between heaven and earth, and snorted lightly from time to time, looking extremely comfortable.

For this small competition within the clan, the patriarch Ling Zhan set up a special competition venue.

When Ling Fei came to the arena, he was surrounded by people of the same age as him, and when he habitually turned his head, he swept his gaze with a faint hostility, it was Ling Yufeng who was in conflict with him.

However, Ling Fei did not intend to cause trouble, and in the face of Ling Yufeng's hostility, he directly ignored it. But Ling Yufeng regarded this as Ling Fei's provocation, and gritted his teeth and kicked Ling Fei.

......

"Are you Cousin Ling Fei?" a crisp voice came out of a young girl's mouth.

Ling Fei touched his nose and said, "If the Ling clan doesn't have a second person named Ling Fei, it's me." ”

When the girl heard this, she smiled and said, "Great, cousin Ling Fei, my name is Ling Xiang, you are much more handsome than rumored." As he spoke, he shouted to the side: "Sisters, look, this is Cousin Ling Fei." ”

This made Ling Fei, who had never liked publicity, speechless for a while, and quickly changed the topic and said, "Cousin Ling Xiang, are you also participating in the small competition within the clan?"

Hearing this, Ling Xiang suddenly felt a little lost, and said in frustration: "Dad said that I was still young and didn't let me participate." The girl's heart is very simple, although she was in a very bad mood at this time, but the next moment she made a big turn, and said with some joy: "However, my father will let my sister participate." There was a hint of pride in his words, and it seemed that it was a special pride to be able to get a small comparison in the clan.

Ling Fei smiled, brushed the topic aside, chatted with Ling Xiang for a while and left.

I don't know when, there was a middle-aged man standing on the stage with a serious expression, it was Ling Zhan, the patriarch of the Ling clan. It is said that Ling Fei has been in the clan for a long time, and he has seen Ling Zhan many times, but Ling Fei has never seen Ling Zhan smile, and he just keeps a straight face every day. When the clansmen saw Ling Zhan, their hearts were very bumpy, and Ling Zhan looked serious most of the time, even when facing his own family.

Ling Zhan has never had any pleasant things since he became the patriarch, there will be all kinds of trivial matters and troubles waiting for him to deal with every day, if one is not handled well, it will attract the complaints of the clansmen, "The patriarch is biased!" Because of this, Ling Zhan is now less than the number of sixtieth birthdays, and his hair has turned a lot grayer. Ling Wei was unforgiving, and had an invisible sense of majesty, as if it was an innate majesty.

"The small competition in the clan starts now, the rules are the same as before, the lottery is decided, and the battle is held in pairs. Each family sent a representative to draw lots. Ling Zhan's deep voice sounded, and the originally bustling crowd suddenly quieted down.

A total of nine servants came to the stage to draw lots, and after drawing their respective opponents, they all stepped down to prepare, and Ling Fei was the tenth party in this competition. was about to go on stage to draw lots, but saw an old figure walking towards the lottery, this figure Ling Fei was very familiar with, naturally it was the housekeeper Chen Lian.

At this time, Chen Lianzheng walked towards Ling Fei with a bamboo stick, looking at this familiar figure, Ling Fei laughed and said, "Master Lian, why are you here?"

Chen Lian said with a smile: "How can I be absent from the young master's competition, not only me, but even the old lady is here." ”

"Fei'er. ”

A heroic voice came, Ling Fei looked towards the source of the sound, and the person who came was actually his father Ling Wei, followed by a middle-aged woman, who was his mother Yan Xiru.

Ling Fei's heart warmed, he didn't expect his parents to come here to see him.

Without waiting for Ling Fei to speak, Ling Wei said, "If it's useless, I'll keep it until I'm done, now let's see who you compete with." ”

There are a total of ten people in the competition, including Ling Fei, all of whom are elites of each family, originally with Ling Wei's identity, Ling Fei was not qualified to participate, but now with the support of the elders, the results are naturally different.

Ling Fei's opponent is named Ling Jue, and he is also Ling Fei's cousin, his father is Ling Fei's uncle, Ling Jue is also a leader in the younger generation, at such an age, he has the cultivation of the Xuan King, and he is only a line away from the Xuan King, but for the demonic Ling Fei, it is too bad.

At the beginning of the game, Ling Fei defeated Ling Jue with one move, causing countless girls in the audience to raise their arms and shout. Even some teenagers were shocked by Ling Fei's strength and quickly put away their previous hostility towards Ling Fei.

On the field, Ling Fei hugged his fist at Ling Jue, who was no longer able to fight, and said, "Cousin Ling Jue, admit it." ”

Ling Jue laughed at himself and said bitterly: "He is worthy of being a person valued by the Elders' Academy, and it is really different! "Ling Jue is also a heroic person, and he didn't complain about Ling Fei, but he just said that his skills were not as good as others.

Slowly stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and walked off the stage decisively. At this time, another person successfully defeated the opponent, and when he looked up, it was a young girl, dressed in a cyan dress, with a black hair pinned to an emerald green hairpin, which was elegant and very charming, and looked very similar to Ling Xiang, it was his sister Ling Jiao.

Coming to Ling Fei's side, Ling Jiao asked, "You are Ling Fei, right?"

Ling Fei didn't answer, but asked, "You are Ling Xiang's sister, right?" ”

Ling Jiao snorted lightly and said, "Flim tongue, I can see a lot of people like you, you are a little younger than me according to your age, I am your sister, be respectful." ”

Ling Fei smiled when he heard this, and was about to speak, only to see that the other six people had already been decided, and when the Ling Zhan patriarch announced the melee of this game, Ling Jiao interrupted Ling Zhan's words and asked to challenge Ling Fei.

......

On the stage, there were two figures, one white and one green, which were Ling Fei and Ling Jiao in the opposite situation.

There was a vague Yuan Force around the two of them, and the corners of Ling Jiao's mouth hooked up a tempting arc, and said, "Cousin Ling Fei, I won't show mercy, you have to be careful." ”

Ling Fei smiled: "It's you who should be careful, Cousin Ling Jiao, I only need one move." The words were still swirling in his ears, and Ling Fei's body flashed brightly, and he came behind Ling Jiao in an instant.

Ling Jiao just felt a cool breeze coming behind her, so she hurriedly turned around to see that Ling Fei was actually standing behind her without moving. Shocked in his heart, the palm that exuded golden mangs went towards Ling Fei's heart, passing through his body, Ling Jiao opened Yin Tao's small mouth in surprise, this... It turned out to be a ghost!

Ling Jiao felt a chill behind her back again, and before she could turn around this time, Ling Fei slapped her **** with a palm.

Syllable!

A crisp voice sounded, Ling Jiaoqiao's face suddenly turned red like fire, and her body stopped stiffly. There were so many people present, how could the thin-skinned Ling Jiao stand it.

Everyone present looked at him with a strange look.

"Ahh

Ling Jiao screamed and said angrily, "Ling Fei, I'm going to kill you." "Stabbing at Ling Fei with his sword in hand.

Ling Fei dodged Ling Jiao and said, "Cousin Ling Jiao, you're not welcome if you make trouble unreasonably. As he spoke, he raised his palms again.

Ling Fei's faint words stopped Ling Jiao's attack abruptly, and looking at Ling Fei's movements, Ling Jiao couldn't help but take two steps back, gritting her silver teeth fiercely, and walked towards the bottom of the arena.

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