Chapter Eighty-Five: Beating on the Arena

  The top ten competition, adopting a hybrid draw system, means that among the twenty promoted people, regardless of family affiliation, they will be randomly drawn together. In this round of competition, it is possible for disciples from the same family to compete against each other on stage.

  Ling Wusuo drew a disciple of the Ji family, only a high-ranking Xuan, no doubt about it, easy to win and advance to the top ten.

  Three arenas, with matches going on simultaneously, a thrilling struggle, an endless array of mysterious skills and techniques, five-colored six-colored aura, fighting like wildfire, the battle situation is intense, making everyone's heart skip a beat.

  "This match is actually Ling family versus Ling family, how unlucky, the luck is so bad, both are Tianxuan masters, no matter what, one of them will be eliminated, this loss is huge"

  "I think this round will still be won by the Jiang family, after all the difference in strength is still a bit too big"

  "It's over here, let's go take a look over there"

  ……

  The surrounding area was packed with people, crowded to the point of being impassable. They watched the competition on the stage, occasionally gesturing and discussing it, chatting excitedly until late into the night.

  The four big families brought out their most precious treasures for this competition, and the various jewels were dazzling to behold.

  "It's Jiang Shan of the Jiang family, in the last match, he won with a single move, I wonder how this match will turn out?" On the first arena, stood a thin and weak-looking young man, his face was pale and expressionless.

  This person is a member of the Jiang family, Jiang Shan. In this round of trials, he happened to draw the only Tian Xuan from the Yun family.

  "Some things are not right" Ling Wu Shuang stroked his chin, furrowed his brow in deep thought, "Where exactly is the problem?"

  Since the start of the competition, she had been paying attention to this person, feeling that his aura was somewhat different from ordinary people. This was also the main reason why she decided to participate in the competition on a whim, and the previous match only confirmed her thoughts.

  Some people couldn't help but mutter in confusion, "But I've never heard before that the Jiang family had a genius son named Jiang Shan. This sixteen-year-old Tianxuan strongman seems to be even more talented than Jiang Yi."

  "There's something strange about him, maybe he's a dark horse, became a genius overnight. People like that aren't unheard of, look at Ling Wu Shuang, isn't she just such an abnormal freak?"

  "That's also true"

  ……

  Ling Wushuang stood in a corner, hearing this, her mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, when did she become an outcast?

  "The game is on!" The referee was an old man, and with a wave of his flag, he stepped back.

  Yun Jia's disciple, Yun Qing, raised his hand and made a polite gesture, while Jiang Shan seemed to force a smile, his somewhat pale lips curling up slightly, his expression finally changing, with a hint of disdain.

  Both are first-class masters of the mysterious and profound, and the people around them are somewhat looking forward to this evenly matched competition.

  Ling Wushuang leaned against a stone pillar under the stage with her hands clasped together, her eyes gleaming like thin ice as she stared intently at the scene on the stage, her slender fingertips tapping lightly on her arm.

  Yun Qing belongs to the type that is sharp and doesn't know how to hold back, while Jiang Shan makes people feel like he has a hidden killer instinct and can't be underestimated.

  The host of the Yun family was extremely tense at this moment, and even a little restless, his whole body leaning forward, as if he was about to stand up.

  This is the only Tianxuan among their contestants. If they can't even make it to the top ten, it would be a devastating blow to the Yun family. What's the point of any further arrangements after that?

  He calculated a thousand times and ten thousand times, but still underestimated the strength of several other families, and even directly ignored the most terrifying Ling family!

  The host of the Jiang family, with a relaxed expression, leaned back in his chair, and on his face with wrinkles all over, there seemed to be a triumphant smile. To say nothing of one Yun Qing, even if ten were brought, they wouldn't be enough to take down Jiang Shan's move!

  "Cheers!"

  Yun Qing walked slowly around the stage, let out a loud shout, and then made the first move.

  "Strike to the sky!" Yun Qing fiercely kicked out, swinging the iron rod in his hand, smashing towards Jiang Shan. But what surprised everyone was that Jiang Shan still had a deadpan expression, standing in place, not moving at all, as if he hadn't even made an evasive posture.

  "It's done!" Just as the iron rod was about to smash onto Jiang Shan's head, he still didn't move, and everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. "What is this, another act?"

  Fighting with someone of the same level, how dare you be so careless? Is Jiang Shan trying to get himself killed?

  "Cheers!" Yun Qing's eyes, devoid of warmth, gazed at Shang Jiangshan, and in an instant, his heart felt a chill. What he sensed was the other's disdain and contempt.

  Yun Qing's heart was filled with indignation, both were first-class Tian Xuan, why did Jiang Shan use this condescending gaze to look at him?

  Yun Qing's mouth was filled with anger as he shouted, his arm swung without any hesitation, and the iron rod struck Jiang Shan's crown fiercely!

  Everyone turned their heads away, unable to bear the sight of the brain splattering scene.

  But just as the iron rod was only an inch away from Jiang Shan, he made his move. His hand, which had been hanging at his side, suddenly appeared above his head, moving so fast it seemed like a series of afterimages.

  "Bang - crack crack crack"

  Jiang Shan grasped the Wolf Tooth Club with one hand, and several crisp cracking sounds were heard. The precision-crafted iron weapon was twisted into a piece of scrap metal!

  "What!" Yun Qing's eyes widened, and before he could react, a deadly cramp struck his abdomen. He didn't even see how Jiang Shan made the move, and his entire body flew backward.

  The crowd under the stage dispersed with a loud noise, and in the next second, Yun Qing slammed to the ground, twisting and shrinking like a shrimp, and then completely lost consciousness.

  "One move, and another move" The crowd gasped in amazement, "But this is clearly a battle between those of the same rank!"

  Facing a higher-level Di Xuan, Jiang Shan solved it with one move, which was not unreasonable. However, Yun Qing was also a first-class Tian Xuan of the same level as him, yet he was still solved by him in one move!

  Yun Qing sat beside the master of the Yun family, fanning herself with a feather fan that made soft creaking sounds. This match might not be significant for the Jiang family, but if the Yun family lost, it would mean they had almost lost their chance to compete for the top spot among the four families!

  After returning home, he agreed to the family's ranking arrangement. He felt that something was off. At this point, Yun Qingchen's underlying worries had thoroughly become a reality, but he could only smile wryly and shake his head.

  If he had to choose one, he would rather have the Ling family win than the Jiang family.

  Ling Wushuang gazed at Jiang Shan's back as he slowly walked down from the stage, his eyes calm and serene, like a deep and quiet pool.

  This person's strength is absolutely not just one product of Tian Xuan, the slightest leakage of his breath, although very small, but it doesn't mean he can escape her divine consciousness. If she feels no mistake, Jiang Shan's true strength should be...

  "Jiang Shan of the Jiang family wins this match and advances! The judge, still reeling from shock, shouted out these words, interrupting Ling Wushuang's train of thought."

  Ling Wushuang nodded thoughtfully, just about to sit down and rest when a loud shouting noise came from the side, the competition on this side of the arena had ended, and the crowd surged to the other side.

  "Give up already, just give up quickly"

  "It's like this, it can't go on like this, Jiang Wu is really ruthless when he takes action"

  "Hey, I've never seen anyone as stubborn as this person, how can they be so obstinate?"

  ……

  Ling Wushuang looked up in confusion, and what she saw made her eyes chill instantly.

  The second match on the arena was between another one of Jiang's One-Starred Sky Xuan and Ling Chong, a Nine-Grade High-Ranked Sky Xuan from the Ling family.

  However, despite the great disparity in strength, it was unexpected that Ling Yue relied on his own skills and perseverance to hold out for nearly half an hour, even forcing Jiang Hua to use his ultimate move, which allowed Ling Yue to counterattack with a heavy blow, finally turning the tide of battle.

  Bang!

  Jiang Huai kicked up one foot, right in the middle of Ling Xue's chest. His lean body brushed against the edge of the stage and flew out, but just hung on the edge without falling down.

  "Hmph!" Jiang Huo spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, walking slowly towards Ling Yue who was convulsing all over, his face full of anger.

  He, a mighty Tian Xuan, was almost beaten by this stinky little brat to the point of losing teeth, it's truly a great shame and humiliation.

  "It's still better to admit defeat" The people around him advised, this Ling Xiao was too stubborn and could endure too much, having been beaten like this, he still refused to give up.

  A match is ended when one side admits defeat, or when one side is knocked out of the ring, or when one side falls to the ground and cannot get up within a minute.

  "No" Ling Yue propped up his battered body and got up again, "I will never admit defeat"

  Originally, with his ninth-grade Xuan's strength, he didn't even qualify to participate in the singles match. The Ling family had many people whose strength surpassed his, but unexpectedly, Miss Wúshuāng gave him an opportunity, so he absolutely couldn't bring shame to his family.

  He would never admit defeat, even if it was his last breath, he must persist until the end!

  Ling Wushuang stood on one side, seeing the stubborn and unyielding expression on Ling Chui's face, suddenly felt a little cry and laugh, and a hint of worry also emerged from the bottom of her eyes.

  Jiang Hua saw Ling Yue, who had been kicked flying by him, get up again in less than a few seconds, still waving the short sword in his hand and stumbling towards him to attack.

  "Go die!" Jiang Hu's eyes suddenly shot out flames, and he kicked out again with a fierce blow.

  "Bang—"

  The already weak Ling Yue was kicked flying by Jiang Hua, but his foot, although using all his strength, whether intentionally or unintentionally, still did not kick Ling Yue out of the arena.

  Ling Yi fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression firm and unyielding, refusing to admit defeat!

  Ling Yue...

  A group of Ling family disciples guarding the scene below looked anxious, some even clenched their sleeves to shreds, but despite this, not one of them thought that Ling Hui would admit defeat, because they knew that if it were themselves, they would do the same!

  This is where Ling's disciples differ from those around them!

  "You still don't admit defeat? Then I'll beat you until you do!" Jiang Hua sneered, kicking out a series of swift and precise kicks that sent Ling Yue flying across the room, showing no quarter whatsoever.

  "Stop!" Old Man Ling had endured for a long time and couldn't bear to watch anymore, raising his hand to stop it. "This match, the Ling family admits defeat."

  If this goes on, I'll be beaten to death.

  Ling Tianyi was after all a saint, and Jiang Hua did pause for a moment when he spoke up. However, upon receiving the hint from the head of the Jiang family, he quickly cooled down and said to Ling with a fake smile: "Since Ling Yue didn't admit defeat personally, what you said doesn't count."

  As they spoke, Jiang Hua kicked Ling Xue's back again with a fierce force, almost making those standing nearby hear the sound of his spine cracking.

  Mr. Ling fiercely pursed his lips, took a few deep breaths, sat back in his seat, and stopped speaking. Ling Moqiu also gritted her teeth, desperately suppressing the urge to rush over.

  The master of the Jiang family's face flashed with a hint of complacency, finally able to put on a show in front of Ling Tian, and then gave Jiang Hua a signal on the arena.

  You won't admit defeat? You have backbone? Then I'll beat you to death!

  "Cough, cough" At this moment, blood was gushing out of his mouth and nose like a fountain, his whole body trembling violently. He struggled to get up, still dazed in the head, and could hardly see the people in front of him clearly.

  Hang in there, hang in there, don't pass out, he can still hold on for a little while longer, it's going to be okay!

  Bang!

  However, Ling Yue had not yet stood up when he was trampled on the back by Ling Hua and then swept away horizontally.

  "This is going to cost lives! Ugh, why is Ling Chui being so stubborn? Still refusing to admit defeat at a time like this, idiot!" Someone shook their head repeatedly.

  Can't beat him then just admit defeat, Ling Xue is only a 9th rank cultivator, to be able to hold on for so long in Tian Xuan's hands is already a miracle, what more does he want?

  Some people immediately retorted: "You don't understand anything, this is a real man, fighting to the death and never admitting defeat. I admire such people, those who admit defeat are cowards."

  Below was a noisy and lively scene, on the stage, Jiang Hua's punches were getting more and more powerful.

  Just been made a fool of by Ling Xiu, and had to use his ultimate move to subdue him, making Jiang Hua feel like he'd lost face. Now, taking advantage of Ling Xiu's refusal to admit defeat, he was beating him to death.

  "This is terrible, if it continues like this, someone will really lose their life"

  The noise below grew louder and more intense, until finally it was all dissatisfaction with Jiang Hua.

  "This ginger is too much, why not just kick the person off the stage directly? What kind of grudge does he have against others to be so ruthless?"

  Although Ling Yue did not admit defeat, as long as Jiang Hua knocked him out of the arena, the match would be over. However, each of Jiang Hua's kicks seemed to be calculated just right, and sometimes even kicked people to the edge, but didn't let them fall off.

  "Hmph, you dare to be arrogant in front of me? You're still a bit too tender." Finally, Jiang Hua couldn't bear the sarcastic voices around him and seemed to have vented enough. He swept his foot sideways and kicked Ling Yue off the stage, "Go back and train for a few more years!"

  "Ling Yue, Ling Yue!"

  A loud thud, the Ling family disciples all rushed over with anxiety, surrounding the dying Ling Yue. Everyone's face was filled with worry and concern. Even Old Man Ling on the high platform looked over with great concern.

  "Haha, Brother Ling doesn't have to worry, on the competition field, how can there not be some bumps and bruises? Just go back and rest for a few days and it'll be fine." The master of the Jiang family smiled very warmly, but anyone could hear the mocking tone.

  Ling's face was calm and expressionless, but the armrests of his chair were almost deformed from being gripped too tightly.

  "Get out of the way"

  A cold and clear voice made the anxious Ling family disciples instantly calm down.

  Ling Wusuo took a few steps forward and stood beside Ling Xue, lifted his hand to grab Ling Xue's icy cold hand, then took out a bright red pellet of medicine and had him swallow it.

  In the midst of a deep and dark daze, I felt a warm current slowly flowing through my limbs and body, as if I was basking in sunlight. The intense pain all over my body also dissipated along with it. In a drowsy state, I seemed to feel my flesh growing, and my whole body felt itchy and numb.

  "Heavens, look quickly!" someone shrieked.

  Everyone focused their attention and saw that Ling Yue's broken forehead was slowly scabbing over, falling off, and then revealing a layer of tender new skin.

  "Peerless, miss?" Ling Yue rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes, seeing the person in front of him still with a dazed feeling.

  Ling Wushuang smiled and stood up, gesturing for the two people to come forward, "Take them away to rest."

  Internal and external injuries have healed, but it will take some more days of nursing back strength before a complete recovery.

  "I... " Ling Yue was now fully awake, dazedly touching his whole body. Except for some fatigue, he didn't feel any pain at all. "What's going on?"

  Ling Yun stiffened and opened his mouth, was he really okay? He had just thought that he was about to die.

  "Am I seeing things? How can there be such a spiritual elixir?" The people around were shocked, their eyeballs dropping to the ground. Ling Yue, who was on his last breath just now, suddenly flipped over and got up in an instant. Were they hallucinating!?

  Jiang Hua saw this situation and suddenly his expression turned gloomy, how could this be!

  "It's really laughable. Jiang Hua is probably beating himself up so badly that he's almost internally injured, but the other person doesn't have a single hair out of place." The people around them couldn't help but burst into laughter.

  The master of the Jiang family's face suddenly turned green with rage, and he shouted harshly: "What does that have to do with anything? This round still belongs to the Jiang family!"

  Mr. Ling let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Ling Wei was unharmed, and stroked his beard with a slow smile, ignoring the provocative gaze of the head of the Jiang family.

  Seeing Ling Wu Shuang able to produce such an effective elixir, the Poison Saint's heart was on fire. Just because Ling Wu Shuang was a disciple of Dan Sheng Tian Ye Yun, he would absolutely not let her off, and even more so since Ling Wu Shuang had killed his most beloved Xian Er!

  The second round of competition also ended quickly, and those who entered the top ten were settled.

  Seven people from the Ling family entered the top twenty, but one of them was eliminated in a match against another member of the Ling family. Two matches were lost to the Jiang family, including Ling Yue's match against Jiang Hua. As a result, only four members of the Ling family made it into the top ten, all of whom were from Tianxuan, and one of whom was eliminated by their own disciple.

  Jiang family has three people, Ling family has four people, Ji family has one person, Yun family has two people.

  The top ten are divided, and then there is the most intense competition for points. Every point may be related to the status of the family, leaving no room for slackness.

  The top ten drew lots, six people were exempt from the competition, four people were drawn to compete against each other, two were eliminated, and the top eight were selected. I don't know whether to say that others are lucky or Ling Wushuang is luckier, she drew a bye and directly entered the top eight.

  At dusk, the last ray of light on the horizon fades away, the sky gradually darkens, and the final showdown begins!

  "The draw for the last four strong match is held below"

  Ling Wushuang raised her hand, casually picked up a wooden slip, and after seeing the two words on it, she slightly raised an eyebrow with a hint of a smile. Meanwhile, Jiang Hua, who was facing her, clenched his fist around three words, his entire body stiffening like a iron plate.

  Digression

  I've tried my best, but I really don't have time today, let's accumulate more for tomorrow instead.