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"You're too polite. With Brother Ling Yuan's strength, entering the top four should not be a problem. It's just that we met earlier." Ling Yun said.

Ling Yuan replied, "I am not as skilled as him. It is useless to complain about my bad luck. If only I could be like Brother Lingyun and have such speed, strength and skills." However, even though I have lost this battle, I have received great benefits, and have been able to broaden my horizons. It is all thanks to Brother Ling Yun. "

"Goodbye!"

Ling Yuan, on the other hand, could afford to let the matter go as he left without a care in the world.

Not far away, Ling Yu and Ling Yuying appeared again, like ghosts that never left their souls.

However, this time, the two of them were not as indifferent.

Ling Yuying continued, "Brother Yu, what do we do? I feel a trace of threat from Ling Yun's body. With his current strength, he is faintly able to threaten me."

Ling Yu replied, "It's fine, he's just a little bit faster, but that kind of explosive speed of his definitely won't last long. As long as he can endure through his first round of attacks, then he's nothing to worry about. I'll just give you a defensive treasure."

"Thank you, Brother Yu!" Ling Yuying gave Ling Yu a coquettish look, which immediately made the latter's bones soften.

"..."

Back in the courtyard.

Lingyun continued to cultivate the Raging Dragon Fist.

In the match today with Ling Yuan, although Lingyun only used the Mang Ox Fist, he borrowed some of the Dragon Fist's profound meanings. In the end, he obtained some extraordinary results, and from that, one could tell that the Dragon Fist was not ordinary.

If he used the real Raging Dragon Fist, even a warrior who had just entered the Mortal Origin Stage, stage seven, wouldn't be able to withstand it.

"The first move of Raging Dragon Fist, Tremor of the River!"

Lingyun let out a sound of exhalation, and the blood Qi and thunder essence on his arm vibrated rapidly. He immediately created a red dragon image, exploding in the air in front of him.

This time, Lingyun's control over his energy had improved. Fortunately, he did not destroy the things in the small courtyard.

"..."

It was only when the moon was high in the sky that Ling Yun stopped his cultivation, drenched in sweat.

"After working hard for so long, I have finally mastered the first move of Raging Dragon Fist!"

Another day passed.

Today was the third round of the side branch martial arts competition, the eight-to-four.

Lingyun's opponent for this round was a Late Mortal Origin Stage disciple, Ling Ping.

This person's strength was only slightly higher than Ling Wei's. Basically, there was not much possibility for him to defeat Ling Yun.

He himself was aware of this, but he had waited a year for this chance to display his worth in the clan. Even so, he could not easily give it up.

"Ling Yun, I know that although your realm is inferior to mine, you are stronger than me. I admit that, but anything can happen in battle. I must fight it out. Only then will I be willing."

Ling Ping took a deep breath, and said seriously while staring at Ling Yun.

Lingyun said: "I understand your feelings, but the competition is cruel. There can only be one winner, so just give it your best, and you won't have any regrets."

"Give it your all, don't leave any regrets …" Well said! " Ling Ping's eyes lit up, and he could not help but praise.

"Brother Ling Yun, then I'll be troubling you."

As the sound of Ling Ping's voice faded, he immediately leaped up. Origin Energy gushed out of his palms like a tidal wave, containing a majestic presence as it emitted a golden light.

"Jin Yang Palm!"

Ling Ping gave a low growl, his palms seemed to hold two glaring suns, behind him, there were sixty-three palms pressing down towards Ling Yun's head.

"Not bad, its power is not bad, but it's a little scattered. You haven't practiced this martial skill to its peak yet."

Lingyun gave an indifferent comment and also made his move.

"Barbarian Elephant Technique!"

Origin Energy burst forth from Ling Yun's body as a burst of lightning light erupted. As the Origin Energy surged, it seemed to transform into an ancient Barbarian Elephant roaring towards the sky.

"Boom!"

Ling Ping's palms struck the blazing sun, and landed on the ancient Barbarian Statue around Ling Yun's body. Immediately, two terrifying powers burst forth, causing the entire bluestone battle stage to tremble, as though the force of the impact had pushed it down by quite a bit. With Ling Yun as the center, many large cracks spread outwards with a "Kacha Kacha" sound.

"So powerful!"

"Ling Ping has already done his best."

"In the past sessions, Ling Yun and the other two have already made it into the finals."

"A young person's abilities must be respected."

"I originally thought that Ling Ping would definitely lose, but now, it seems that there is still some suspense!"

In the audience, sounds of exclamations could be heard.

Golden light continuously exploded on the phenomenon of the ancient mammoth. Two powerful forces were colliding with each other.

"Time to end it." Lingyun focused his gaze, and the phenomenon formed by the Barbarian Elephant Technique suddenly exploded.

A circle of air suddenly shot out in all directions with him as the center. Some of the spectators who were closer to him were blown away.

Suddenly, everyone in the audience was thrown back, causing a slight disturbance.

And on the stage, under this sudden burst of power, Ling Ping cried out in alarm, and was directly sent flying by Ling Yun.

"Phew …" So powerful! so it turns out that Brother Ling Yun did not use his full strength yesterday at all. "

Ling Ping staggered and landed on the edge of the stage. He looked to be in a slightly sorry state and his breath was in disorder, but he was not injured much.

"Thank you Brother Ling Yun for showing mercy, I've lost." Ling Ping sincerely thanked Ling Yun.

"Thanks for the win." Ling Yun nodded indifferently.

"This match, Ling Yun wins!"

The referee's voice sounded out, immediately setting off a stir in the crowd.

"Ling Yun won again."

"He's already entered the semi-finals. What a dark horse."

"Until now, I have never seen him go all out. Could he still have some reservations? This kind of opponent is too terrifying. "

Under the attentive gaze of the crowd, Ling Yun walked down the stage.

In another match, Ling Yu and Ling Yuying had indeed defeated their respective opponents and made it into the top four.

"Looks like I'll have to meet Ling Yu or one of Ling Yuying in tomorrow's match."

Ling Yun's gaze was somewhat cold.

Ling Yu thought that she was of high status and did not place Ling Yun in her eyes at all. Furthermore, because of Ling Yuying, she still held a lot of enmity towards Ling Yun, so Ling Yun would return these humiliations to him one by one.

A day's time quietly passed.

"First match of the semifinals, Ling Yun against Ling Yuying."

The referee's voice sounded from the martial arts practice field.

Ling Yuying held her jade-like sword. She was wearing a green silk dress. With a light leap, she went up to the arena.

"This girl is so pretty, is Ling Yuying the one?"

"I didn't expect such a beautiful woman to break into the semi-finals. It's unbelievable."

"Truly a wondrous flower with both strength and beauty." In the audience, a commotion broke out.

Hearing those praises, Ling Yuying could not help but radiate a satisfied smile.

"Ling Yun, come up here and accept your death." Ling Yuying raised the treasured sword in her hand, and pointed it straight at Ling Yun.

"The smell of gunpowder is very strong. I heard that Ling Yuying and Lingyun have known each other since childhood, and they were childhood friends."

However, after entering the Ling Family, their fates are somewhat different. Ling Yuying has obtained the appreciation and nurture of Ling Yu, her strength has advanced by leaps and bounds, and she has appeared in the side branch by leaps and bounds, but this Ling Yun has been silent for many years, and has always been called trash. Only recently did he become a eye-catching dark horse.

"So that's how it is. There's actually such a relationship between these two, you can't tell."

"Shh, lower your voice. Don't let Ling Yu hear it. He's a jealous person. If she hears these words, you'll be in trouble."

Ling Yun's expression was calm, and amidst the discussions, he walked onto the stage.