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In the First Heaven Pavilion, the pavilion master was still busy fiddling around.

"Senior!" I'm here again. "

This time, upon hearing Ling Yun's voice, the pavilion elder immediately raised his head.

"It's you little brat, what's the matter?"

Lingyun took out the Scarlet Thunder Crystal and handed it over.

"Senior, please give me some advice on how I should use this Scarlet Thunder Crystal."

The pavilion master held out the glowing red crystal in his hand and said, "This Scarlet Thunder Crystal is a good item. It can't be better used to refine artifacts."

"Didn't you say you were practicing the Ling Tian Spear Art? Give me your weapon when you have time, and I'll try refining a bit of the Thunder Crystal. Also, do you have any more Thunder Stones?"

"There's still one more. I can give you all the thunderstones if you want."

The pavilion master said: "En, give it all to me. When the time comes, there will be benefits for you."

Ling Yun was not worried that the Pavilion Elder would be greedy for his things. He was someone who had no strife in the world, and if he did, the entire Ling Family would probably be under his control.

Very quickly, Ling Yun returned and gave the remaining thunderstones to the pavilion master.

The next day.

The semifinals continued.

"The first match, Ling Nanqin against Ling Yun."

Hearing this, the nearby Ling Kun frowned, and looked coldly towards Ling Yun.

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky that you didn't meet me in the semi-finals. Otherwise, you would have been defeated instantly." Ling Kun's eyes flashed with a cold light.

Feeling Ling Kun's gaze, Ling Yun turned around and took a glance at Ling Kun.

However, Ling Yun did not continue to tangle with Ling Kun. Instead, he gently leaped up onto the stage.

Opposite him, Ling Nanqin had already been waiting for a long time.

Ling Nanqin was wearing a plain dress today. She had a pretty face and a slim figure. She held a long silver sword in her hand. She looked even more valiant and eye-catching.

Standing there gracefully, she had already become the absolute center of attention for all of the Ling Family's young disciples.

On the other hand, Lingyun did not have a bad image. He carried a spear on his back, and his hair was like a waterfall. His eyes were deep and bright, as if they reflected the sea of stars.

I remember that the first time I met you in the Green Thunder Mountain Range, your cultivation level was still very low. But now, in less than a month's time, you have already stood on the stage of the Ling Family's overall competition. I have to say, you are very surprising.

Ling Yun had a good impression of Ling Nanqin, so he was very polite to her.

Lingyun said: "Miss Nanqin, you are not bad either. To be able to advance from the fifth level of the Mortal Origin Stage to the eighth level, this is a shocking result. You are truly heroic and heroic."

Ling Nanqin said: "Let's not boast about each other anymore. I've been looking forward to fighting with you since the beginning of the tournament, and now I can finally get my wish. Brother Yun, please give me some pointers."

After saying that, Ling Nanqin unsheathed her sword. The instant the sword was unsheathed, a cold light burst forth, rolling on the blade of the sword.

"Lingyun, I'm cultivating the Spirit Wind Sword Technique, and I'm following a fast and nimble style. Sword and blade are ruthless, so you have to be careful."

"No worries, just attack."

Lingyun stretched out his hand, and the goose feather spear flew out and landed in his hand.

"The Raging Dragon Fist has already been used by me to the point of perfection. But Ling Tian's spear skills lack combat experience, so I might as well use this fight to train my spear skills."

With Ling Yun's spear in hand, his green robe fluttered in the wind.

"Heh."

Ling Nanqin yelled as she attacked with her sword. She threw out a stream of sword Qi, tearing a gully in the middle of the green stone arena and extending it towards Ling Yun.

"Break!"

Lingyun spat out a word, and with a shake of his spear, a ring of elemental energy rippled out from the tip of the spear. With a hum, it dispersed Ling Nanqin's sword energy.

"He's really strong!" Ling Nanqin's beautiful eyes sparkled.

Only when she personally fought with Ling Yun did she truly feel Ling Yun's abnormal strength. Although Ling Yun was one stage lower than her, he had the absolute strength to contend against her.

What if Ling Yun was in the same realm as her …?

Ling Nanqin truly did not dare to think about it. She would probably not be able to withstand a single move from Ling Yun by then.

However, this actually aroused Ling Nanqin's fighting spirit. She was not discouraged, and continued to attack with her battle sword.

clang clang clang *

The spear and the longsword clashed unceasingly with each other, emitting a crisp and melodious sound. The two of them exchanged more than ten moves in an instant.

During this period of time, the two of them had fought to the point where they couldn't bear to part with each other. Danger rose up from both of them, causing the spectators below to cry out in alarm one after another.

In the stands, an elder said to Ling Xing Ye: "Patriarch, this Nan Qin is really not bad. He isn't even 15 years old yet, and he already has such sword art attainment and cultivation. His future is limitless!"

Ling Xingye laughed and said: "Nanqin is not bad, but there is still a big gap between her and Ling Yun. If nothing goes wrong, Nanqin will lose."

"Oh? "So fast?"

Everyone looked over with rapt attention.

"Spirit Wind Sword Technique, Whirlwind Slash!"

Ling Nanqin gave a low growl as her longsword drew a profound trajectory in the air. The elemental energy on the sword flowed rapidly, stirring up countless turbulence, like a myriad of wind blades blowing violently towards Ling Yun.

"Miss Nanqin's move is very strong. Even a Late Mortal Origin Stage eighth level expert might not be able to do anything to her. She shouldn't lose, right?"

Everyone was puzzled.

However, Ling Xingye only smiled faintly and did not explain further.

On Ling Yun's side, his expression became grave as he faced Ling Nanqin's full power attack.

His spear arts had been honed to a point where he was becoming more and more proficient. At this moment, the long spear was in his hand as if he was directing it with his arm.

"Half-Moon Formless Slash!"

The Yanling Spear drew a crescent arc in the air. The spear light was like a tide as it fiercely erupted!

"This... Could it be that this is our Ling Family's Ling Tian Spear Art? "

"I remember now, Ling Yun's prize for winning the side branch Martial Arts Competition is this Ling Tian's spear skills. It's only been a few days, and he can already use this Quasi-Earth Ranked Martial Technique?"

"This is really hard to believe. Ling Yun's martial arts comprehension is just too heaven defying."

"Unbelievable. In the past, I used two to three years before being able to grasp this martial skill."

"Competing with people makes me so angry."

Not to mention the ordinary Ling Family clansmen, even the elders in the stands had somewhat lost their composure.

Ling Tian's Spear Art was one of the Ling family's ultimate techniques. One could only imagine the difficulty in training it. However, in Ling Yun's hands, it was akin to the Mighty Ox Fist, a basic technique that could be easily mastered.

Amidst the shocked eyes of the crowd, the crescent shaped spear light collided with Ling Nanqin's slash.