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Leng Lingqi stared closely at the Inhibition Formation in front of him, then focused her entire attention on wrapping her spirit force around the Inhibition Formation.

During the process, Leng Lingqi's mental energy showed signs of collapsing and was unstable, so she gradually adjusted her own technique and strength. Finally, after a long period of time, Leng Lingqi's restriction seemed to have been wrapped up by an energy ball.

Leng Lingqi withdrew her Spirit power and observed around her restrictions for a while. She could not help but nod her head, but she did not hear Li Xuntian's voice.

Leng Lingqi went in and chatted with Tian Li for a while before they slowly discussed about the great martial arts exercise.

Tian Li's cultivation was much higher than Leng Lingqi, and was one of the few who were willing to help her. Leng Lingqi did not know why, but she trusted him more and more, "Brother Tian Li, what thoughts do you have regarding the martial arts training this time?"

Tian Li's sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed as he quickly went through the information he knew in his mind, "Your opponent is only Leng Huaiyue, and in terms of level, you are unable to defeat him. You can only start from another place."

Leng Lingqi had already thought this through in her mind. If not for the delicate balance between the five types of True Qi in her body, she really didn't have the ability to talk about this.

Leng Lingqi had displayed her restrictions to Tian Li, but what she hadn't expected was that Tian Li didn't have much shock in his eyes, as if it was normal for such a thing to happen to Leng Lingqi.

Tian Li had already been in Leng house for almost half a month, and Leng Xingyi seemed to be very optimistic about this young man. He had invited Tian Li a hundred times to join him in order to cultivate, but Tian Li had rejected him.

However, the two of them seemed to have reached some sort of agreement. Tian Li was temporarily staying here as a VIP, so he had no intention of leaving.

Leng Xingyi did not think that it was anything big, but in Leng Huaiyue's eyes, it was something else.

Leng Huaiyue stood in the great hall, looking at Leng Xingyi's back, he became even more confused: "Father, what is the meaning of this?"

Leng Xingyi did not immediately answer, as if he was thinking about something, "Huai Yue, what are you suspecting?"

"I don't dare to doubt him. I just think that dad is too concerned about that outsider, right?" Leng Huaiyue had returned from his experiences with great difficulty, and now that there was actually another person in the manor who was so strange, and who seemed to view Leng Xingyi with such importance, he really couldn't understand.

Leng Xingyi slowly turned around and looked Leng Huaiyue in the eye, "No matter who it is, they can only be your pawns, understand?"

How could Leng Xingyi be a kind person? The reason he treated Tian Li in this way was simply because he had other requests for the other party.

Leng Huaiyue looked at Leng Xingyi and saw the hope and expectation in his eyes. It was only at this moment that he felt that Leng Xingyi was his father.

Unknowingly, tomorrow would be the great martial arts exercise, and right now, the entire Leng house could no longer be described as just lively.

Firstly, it was because of Leng Huaiyue's return, and secondly, it was because the Misty Secret Realm was about to open.

Although it seemed that the winner had nothing to do with them, they still cared a lot about the mysteriousness of the Misty Secret Realm, even if it was just speaking of it as something new.

Leng Jiao, who had settled down for many days, was naturally extremely concerned about this matter. Of course, even if she were to reach the sixth stage of cultivation, it was impossible for her to win, because Leng Huaiyue was stronger than her by more than a little.

"Mother, I want to hack that bitch Leng Lingqi into eight pieces in great martial arts exercise!" believed that with how much she had improved in the past few days, she would be able to take Leng Lingqi down.

Situ Lingxue shook her head. Leng Lingqi had been able to escape from her hands time and time again, regardless of strength or strategy, she had already left Leng Jiao far behind.

But when she saw Leng Jiao's passionate look, Situ Lingxue did not say it out loud. She caressed Leng Jiao's hair affectionately and said, "Leng Lingqi will not live for long, Jiao Er can rest easy."

Now that Leng Huaiyue had returned, although he would not be able to do much harm to Leng Lingqi, it would be hard to say if his skills would be inferior in the competition at the training grounds.

Leng Lingqi, the day of your sacrifice is not far away!

However, Leng Jiao thought that Situ Lingxue's words were to confirm her ability and showed a greater interest towards the great martial arts exercise.

The participants of the competition were all the younger generation disciples of the entire Leng house. However, in the recent years, there had been almost no outstanding talent from the other branches, and even though the victors of the competition seemed to be from the entire Leng house, it was actually just a contest between the three families.

Leng Yunshan being unable to participate would become a fight between the main house and the third house.

Those disciples with discerning eyes thought that Leng Lingqi might become a dark horse in this battle, but most people still thought that Leng Huaiyue would win.

The group of people secretly made a bet to buy their idol.

"There's actually someone buying Leng Lingqi, did they eat the wrong medicine?!" Some people even saw Leng Lingqi's name with a few magic cores under her head.

Some people were equally shocked, but they were not completely certain. "Did you forget the match between that trash and the Fifth Miss?" At that time, Fifth Miss would be a warrior of the ninth step! "

No one in the crowd said anything. You were still here more than 20 days ago, but now I'm afraid that trash's strength has increased again. The rise of such a monstrous genius was inconceivable now that he thought about it.

"Tch, so what? Can he be compared to Second Young Master? Dreaming nonsense! Come, come, let's continue. " One of them came back to reality and broke the deadlock. Everyone was once again in heated discussion.

When night fell, the few elders of the Leng house gathered at the rear hall, discussing about the great martial arts exercise that was about to begin the next day.

The old man in the lead made arrangements for the specific details, and after he finished speaking, he asked for everyone's opinion, but no one objected.

After a moment of silence, an old lady slowly said, "This body is not very interesting, but why did you suddenly say that you want to open the Misty Secret Realm?"