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"Ling Tian's Spear Art, break!"

Ling Yun spat out these words.

An extremely dazzling cold light shot out from the tip of the Crimson Thunder Spear in the blink of an eye.

The spear light shot through the sky like a meteor, hitting the giant golden palm.

From the point of impact, a terrifying energy ripple immediately swept in all directions.

"Boom!"

The air exploded and a shocking explosion resounded in the air. Some of the weaker members of the Ling Family couldn't help but cover their ears in pain.

Ling Xingye's face was solemn. With a wave of his sleeve, a gentle force, like a warm breeze, controlled the aftermath of the battle between the two by the stage.

"So powerful!" "Even we were affected by it from so far away." Many people patted their chests in fear.

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Even more people had looks of awe as they bowed and kowtowed to Ling Xingye.

This was just a small interlude. Soon after, everyone's attention returned to the battle stage.

The incomparably sharp and stunning spear light collided with the giant golden palm; neither side was willing to give up.

In the end, both spear light and giant green palm exploded.

In this exchange, they were actually evenly matched.

"Am I seeing things? A draw, I originally thought Ling Yun would be crushed by Ling Kun along the way."

"This is too unbelievable, let's not talk about Ling Kun, I never thought that Ling Yun was actually this strong, as expected of a super dark horse with superior talent."

"For Ling Yun to be able to do this, that is already something to be proud of. Even if he loses in the end, it would still be a glorious defeat. One must know that he is still young, and his cultivation is, after all, at a disadvantage."

From the audience, waves of exclamations rose and fell, all of them praising Ling Yun endlessly.

Even after using his most powerful martial skill, he was still unable to take down Ling Yun. At this time, Ling Kun's face was especially ugly, as if he had just eaten a dead rat.

Especially the voices of the people in the audience praising Ling Yun; to Ling Kun, it was as ear-piercing as one could imagine.

This was originally the glory that he, the number one genius of the Ling Family, deserved. However, right now, it had completely changed because of Ling Yun, who had appeared in the middle of the road.

His halo, and everyone's attention, had all been snatched away by Ling Yun.

"Ling Yun must die, he must die!"

Ling Kun's teeth started to itch from his hatred, and killing intent filled his heart. If looks could kill, he would have cut Ling Yun into a million pieces long ago.

"Ling Yun, it's either you or me who will die today. As long as I, Ling Kun, am here, the Ling Family will not tolerate you."

Ling Kun glared at Ling Yun with venomous eyes.

"What a coincidence, that's what I meant as well."

"Today's grudge can only be washed away with your blood."

Ling Yun's attitude was also very unyielding.

He is not the kind of man to compromise easily. If a man respects me a foot, I respect him a foot.

However, as for his enemies, he could only kill them and pay with blood. He had no other choice.

Ling Kun took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and said: "Hmph, boasting shamelessly, you think you can win against me just because you blocked a single move of mine? "Aren't you a little too confident?"

"I'll immediately let you know the consequences of going against me."

Ling Kun's eyes widened as he let out a low cry. Boundless Yuan Power poured out from his body without reservation.

With a "shua" sound, Ling Kun's figure flew up from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Kun had already leapt several tens of meters into the air.

"Green Star Divine Hand, Annihilation Grand Palm!"

Ling Kun pushed out his palm, and a purplish-green condensed palm print quickly condensed.

In front of Ling Yun's eyes, Ling Kun pushed out his palm, and his body rapidly descended, pressing down with a palm strike.

Descending from the sky!

Borrowing the momentum of his descent, Ling Kun had already pushed the power of this attack to the limit.

Before the attack had reached its target, the extremely hard battle stage that was over ten meters long was already shattered into pieces by the pressure of the palm wind.

"Rumble!" Cracks sounded one after another.

The surrounding Ling Family clansmen who were watching the fight all turned pale as they looked at this scene in shock.

"Ling Kun is too strong, can Ling Yun still block him?"

"It can be called a killing move, Ling Yun is in danger!"

"Even a Mid Mortal Origin Stage expert would undoubtedly lose with this attack …"

Ling Yun, who was below the palm imprint, felt even more terrifying pressure.

"Hualalala!"

Lingyun raised his head to look at the dangerous palm print. His green robe was fluttering, and his black hair was wildly dancing, but his eyes were as calm and profound as before.

"Between life and death, I have comprehended the true meaning of Ling Tian's spear art."

"No matter what difficulties and dangers there are in front of us, or how fierce the waves are, or what kind of undefeatable enemies we have, I have one spear, it can destroy thousands of enemies, I have one spear, it can sweep away the entire universe, and I have a bright and clear universe."

Ling Yun held his spear, and at this moment, his figure stood firmly in this destructive storm.

The Crimson Thunder Spear in his hand glowed of its own volition as lightning twined around it. It was like a spear of lightning, emitting excited sounds.

"Swish!"

Ling Yun's body also rose up from the ground, and directly welcomed the gigantic purplish green palm that was filled with a destructive force.

"Ling Tian's spear art, first form complete mastery, 'Formless Black Moon Cut'!"

The long spear swept out and a dark black crescent wheel shot out explosively.

The spear was vicious to the extreme, and filled with fury. It was as if anything that blocked its way could destroy it!

"Boom!"

The dark black moon wheel and the purplish-blue palm print collided.

One above and one below, they suddenly came into contact with each other.

Terrifying black and purple rays of light exploded one after another, interweaving and interweaving, engulfing the two figures in the blink of an eye.

In the air, a huge mushroom cloud that was violet and black in color seemed to have sprung up.

"Heavens, this power is also... "Too terrifying."

"Is this still a battle between two juniors? "The younger generations are truly fearsome."

"In the middle of that storm, the experts who had just reached the ninth level of the Mortal Origin Stage would probably be torn to shreds if they entered, right?"

"Who exactly will be the victor of this battle? Ling Yun, is still Ling Kun! "

"Ling Yun, you have to win!"

Many people clenched their fists, and prayed for Lingyun in their hearts.

Unknowingly, Ling Yun, this dark horse that had rushed out from the other branches, had already obtained the recognition and support of the majority of the Ling Family clansmen.

This was because the majority of the Ling Family clansmen were people who were not on the same level as the rest. They would rather see Ling Yun, the person who represented their lowly status, rise to prominence.

In their eyes, Ling Yun did not only represent himself, but also the majority of the other branch family members' hopes of rising to prominence.

Only a few people were cursing, wishing for nothing more than for Lingyun to die.

Ling Ba, Ling Jue, Ling Yu, and the others cursed in their hearts: "Ling Yun, die! Die! "Die!"

Very soon, the storm of explosions in the air gradually subsided.

The martial arts practice field instantly became silent.

None of them dared to breathe out. Their eyes were all glued to the platform.

"Who the hell will win?" This question occupied everyone's mind.

Suddenly, someone stretched out his hand, pointed upwards and said, "Look, over there!"

Everyone turned their gazes over, only to see a scarred figure falling down from the storm.

"Who is it?"

"Oh shit, I'm not seeing things am I? It's Ling Kun!"

The one who had fallen was none other than Ling Kun. Following which, Ling Yun's figure also broke through the storm and landed steadily on the ground.

"Ling Kun actually lost …"

"Ling Yun really won!"

"I can't believe it, Ling Yun has already created a miracle that's impossible a few times."

Gasps sounded in the training field, and everyone's eyes were wide open.

"Pa!"

In the stands, Ling Ba could no longer sit still. He slammed the table beside him into wood shavings, and stood up with a "clang". A terrifying aura of the Earth Origin Stage leaked out.

"You dare to hurt my son? I'll kill you!"

Ling Ba let out a surprised and angry roar.