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In front of the shocked eyes of the audience, the crescent shaped spear light collided with the shocking sword energy.

At the moment of collision, the air trembled as if a deafening thunderbolt had exploded in midair. The sound wave spread throughout the entire Martial Arts Practice Grounds, causing many Ling Family members with lower cultivations to cover their ears in pain.

Under the aftermath of the battle between Ling Yun and Ling Nanqin, only those who were at the eighth level of the Mortal Origin Stage and above were able to remain calm, and not be affected much.

The spear light and sword energy violently clashed, exploding out with an incomparably fierce light, making it hard for anyone to look straight at it.

"Oh god, these two juniors are too strong!"

"As expected of the two top talents of our Ling family, they are truly shameless."

"What are the results? Who won? "

A huge question emerged in everyone's hearts.

Was it Ling Nanqin, the daughter of a Heaven's Pride at the eighth level of the Mortal Origin Stage, or Lingyun, the dark horse that had risen up like a comet?

Very quickly, the flames on the battle stage calmed down, and the billowing sound waves also gradually faded away.

Ling Yun and Ling Nanqin's figures appeared in everyone's line of sight.

The two of them stood opposite of each other on both ends of the stage.

"This... Who actually won? "

Lingyun kept his spear, and under everyone's gaze, he turned and walked off the stage.

Ah!" Did Ling Yun lose?

"Aiya, Ling Yun has finally lost one time."

"No …" No, no! "It's not that simple, look …" Suddenly, someone widened their eyes and pointed at Ling Nanqin.

Next to the left cheek of Ling Nanqin, a strand of black hair quietly broke and turned into fine powder, drifting along with the wind.

Ling Nanqin looked at Ling Yun's back with a complicated expression. After a while, she let out a soft sigh, sheathed her sword, and said: "It's my loss … Ling Yun showed mercy, and did not let me lose too badly. "

"That's right, Ling Yun won."

The referee was watching very clearly from the side.

"..."

"Seven days later, the final match will be held. Ling Kun versus Ling Yun, decide on the champion!"

"..."

"Hua!"

A commotion broke out from the audience.

Everyone's gaze turned towards Ling Yun.

"Ling Yun, he … "We've won again!"

"He has already entered the finals. Even if he stops here tomorrow, he would have already achieved a glorious result."

"Pah pah pah! What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by stopping here? Perhaps Lingyun can even win the championship."

"That's hard to say. No matter how strong Ling Yun is, he should still be stronger than Ling Kun. Ling Kun is older than Ling Yun, his cultivation is higher, and his talent is only second to Ling Yun.

"Hmph, whoever is afraid of who. Do you dare to bet? Let's see whether Ling Yun wins or Ling Kun wins!"

"Damn it, let's bet!"

"..."

On the martial ground, even after Lingyun left, the atmosphere was still very warm.

After all, the Ling Family Martial Competition was an annual gathering of the Ling Family, and now that the finals were about to begin, these Ling Family members could not help but be excited.

In the midst of the discussions, an old servant that was wrapped in a black robe, with a ghastly and withered face, shrouded in shadows, stared in the direction that Ling Yun had left in. Not long after, the old servant's figure quietly disappeared …

After Ling Yun left, he made a trip to the First Heaven Pavilion.

After the semifinals, there would be a short period of seven days to rest. Coincidentally, he could use this period of time to give the geese plume spear to the pavilion master for tempering and forging.

Scarlet Thunder Crystal was a type of artifact forging treasure that belonged to the Lightning element. He believed that after adding a portion of the Scarlet Thunder Crystal, it would allow the quality of the Yan Ling Spear to rise to a whole new level.

Within the First Heaven Pavilion.

The pavilion elder had long since sensed Ling Yun's arrival.

At the same time Ling Yun stepped in, the pavilion elder raised his head and asked: "Did you win?"

"Mm. I was lucky enough to escape and fight my way to the finals."

"Hur hur, brat, you actually know how to be modest." The pavilion master chuckled.

"Give me your spear. You can take it before the finals six days from now."

"I'll thank senior for that kid."

Ling Yun respectfully took his leave.

For the next six days, Lingyun did not relax and continued to cultivate.

Under the effect of the Saint Thunder Crossing Disaster Spell, Lingyun could already advance to the eighth level of the Mortal Origin Stage.

However, Lingyun was not in a rush to break through. He resisted the urge to, and suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the seventh level of the Mortal Origin Stage.

This was because Ling Yun understood one thing — — the more accumulated one's strength was, the more solid and solid the foundation would be. In order to go further and more stable in the future, he had to be patient and try his best to smooth out every realm.

Six days later, Lingyun retrieved his geese plume spear from the First Heaven Pavilion.

In addition, the elder also gave him a "secret weapon" in secret.

"This is the thunderbolt which you gave me." The pavilion master said so.

"Thunderbolt?"

To put it simply, this is a one-time, highly lethal weapon. It can unleash a terrifying power when activated with elemental energy. In addition to the main material, thunderstones, I have also added a large amount of precious materials, including your Scarlet Thunder Crystal.

"On one hand, it's materials. On the other, I'm relying on my genius creativity and miraculous methods of forming talismans."

The pavilion master's face was filled with pride, as if he was an old urchin who was showing off.

"..." What is a sigil? " This was the first time Ling Yun had heard of this.

"The so called talisman is …" "Kid, why are you so curious? When you enter the earth origin realm, you'll naturally know how to form your talismans."

"Go, go, go. Don't disturb this old man."

The pavilion master impatiently chased Ling Yun away.

In the end, Lingyun took away the refined geese plume spear from the First Pavilion of Heaven and Earth — or perhaps, it was time to call it the Crimson Thunder Spear.

In addition, there were three black, round beads like thunderbolts.

Ling Yun's courtyard.

Lingyun held the spear, his entire body was black, full of a murderous aura. As long as Lingyun infused his source energy, the spear would immediately be covered in lightning, like a world destroying thunder spear, emitting a dangerous aura.

After the Yan Ling Spear had been refined, it was already comparable to a high-grade Mortal grade weapon.

"Ha, Ling Tian's Spear Art, Half Moon Formless Slash!"

Ling Yun swung his spear, and the spear shot out like a dragon, immediately causing the sound of wind and thunder to surge.

A halcyon thunder began to bloom from the spear point!

If there were a top warrior at the eighth level of the Origin realm, he would not have dared to face Ling Yun's fierce and decisive spear.

"..."

While Ling Yun was actively preparing for battle, Ling Kun's side also did not quiet down in the slightest.

His cultivation base had already reached the ninth level of the Mortal Origin Stage, but he was still a step away from breaking through to the ninth level.

"No, if he doesn't enter the ninth step, then I won't feel at ease. That kid Lingyun, I can't use common sense to determine his strength. What if he also broke through to the eighth step?"

"I must enter the ninth step. I must obtain the quota to enter the Royal City!" Ling Kun's eyes were bloodshot and crazed.

"Kun'er, you don't have to worry too much. I've already told Old Jin that he has never let me down on anything that I've let him do." Rest assured, it is very likely that Ling Yun will not even appear on the stage tomorrow. " A cold smile was on Ling Ba's face.

"No, what if he misses? I can't take the risk, I have to get to the ninth step. " Ling Kun almost growled out in a low voice.

"Whatever. Since you've hardened your heart to do this, I'll give you another helping hand."

Ling Ba took out an incredibly exquisite jade box and opened it, revealing an azure colored pellet that was emitting a bewitching aura as it laid quietly within the jade box.

High-grade Mortal Pill — Cyan Blood Break Pellet.