Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

“Iron Dress Freestyle Fist!”

Shi Feiyu’s attack skills coordinated with his <Iron Dress Divine Technique>. When he attacked, his limbs were forged with steel.

Cold Ice Palm!

Ling Yixue didn’t dare to be careless, directly displaying an advanced martial art that had reached the perfection realm.

Her gang qi became incomparably cold, and as her palm shot out, frost followed her hand.

Bang——!

Neither side gave way. The two types of gang qi collided.

Shi Feiyu swayed and felt his hand turn numb from the cold, preventing him from launching a follow-up attack.

As for Ling Yixue, she took three or four steps back before coming to stop.

“So strong!”

“Yes, Shi Feiyu’s Iron Dress Freestyle Fist is truly terrifying. It is no exaggeration to claim that he can split a rock in half, but that Ling Yixue unexpectedly blocked it and only had to take a few steps back. It’s not unreasonable for her to challenge Shi Feiyu.”

“However, if this continues, she will eventually lose.”

“Show your true ability!” Shi Feiyu shook his hand, resolving the cold qi.

From this exchange, he realized that Ling Yixue had not used her full power.

“As you wish!”

Originally, Ling Yixue had wanted to reserve some power in case someone challenged her later.

But now, she knew it would be difficult to defeat Shi Feiyu without using everything.

Suddenly, her gang qi split into seven colors, resembling a seven-colored dress.

“Entry-level Peak Defense Martial Art——Seven Colored Cloud Dress!”

People with discerning eyes quickly recognized this martial art.

“Impossible, how can she have a Peak Martial Art?” Ling Chen exclaimed.

“What? She has a peak martial art, but your Ling Clan doesn’t know about it? Hehe, it seems your Ling Clan isn’t united.”

Li Xinghui faintly smiled, “But like this, the battle will be interesting.”

“Humph, Ling Yixue’s cultivation base is Mid Rank Five Martial Vein, whereas Shi Feiyu’s is Peak Rank Five Martial Vein. The gap is too big. Even if she has learned an Entry-level Peak Martial Art, she will still lose!”

Ling Chen snorted in disdain.

“Hehe, interesting. You don’t support your own clansman.”

Li Xinghui eyed Ling Chen with interest while wondering if he could take advantage of Ling Clan’s disunity.

Ling Chen inwardly groaned. Among the four people who had come to participate, the other three were friends, alienating him. He didn’t have any good opinion of Ling Xiao and naturally hated Ling Yixue.

The battle continued, unexpectedly entering a stalemate.

Although her cultivation base was inferior, her battle technique was very good, completely making up for that disadvantage. 

“Almost there!”

After roughly fifty moves, Ling Xiao smiled. No one understood Ling Yixue better than he. This battle was over.

Just after he muttered this, a strange scene appeared. Shi Feiyu froze, unable to move at all.

If Ling Yixue wanted to kill him, it would be simple.

“Ling Yixue wins!”

“What happened? How did that Ling Yixue win?”

“I didn’t see it clearly, but I guess that she used some kind of secret technique. Shi Feifyu couldn’t resist.”

“In any case, the Ling Clan can be proud. Two of their  people entered the top four after the initial opening. With the addition of Ling Chen, they have three people claiming an arena. Does the Ling Clan want to seize all four noble son positions this time?”

“It’s not that simple. The gathering has just started. Li Xinghui and Shi Yulian have yet to make a move. In addition, there are more experts in the three other major clans.”

“But now, it seems that the strongest in the Ling Clan is Ling Yixue and then Ling Yihang. Ling Chen has yet to make a move, but I guess he should be third. As for Ling Xiao, he should be the weakest. Perhaps, the Ling Clan’s annual competition was just a smokescreen.”

“Yes, that’s possible. Making trash take first place to intentionally confuse others.”

Hearing these words, Ling Xiaotian and Supreme Elder Ling Yin in the Ling Clan’s pavilion  frowned.

In the Ling Clan’s original name list, neither Ling Yixue nor Ling Xiao had appeared, but now, Ling Yixue had unexpectedly taken the third position.

Moreover, Ling Xiao was even more powerful than Ling Yixue.

When a disciple that they hadn’t initially selected earned such a good result, it was like slapping their old faces.

“What are you all fussing about? How powerful Ling Xiao is, we will all know after a test. Ling Xiao, if you are a man, come challenge me!”

The seventh ranked arena was held by a Li Clan disciple with a cultivation base of Late Rank Five Martial Vein.

Originally, Ling Xiao had had no interest in such people.

But when he remembered the tragic deaths of his dear ones in the Beggar Union, his heart turned cold.

Since you seek a beating, I will fulfill your wish!

He stood up and jumped onto the area, offering the Li Clan disciple a smile.

“You don’t dare to challenge Ling Yihang, don’t dare to challenge Ling Yixue, and similarly don’t dare to challenge Ling Chen, but you set me as your target? Do you think that I am easy to bully?”

Ling Xiao had come to exchange pointers not to teach others.

Therefore, he had no interest in this kind of person.

He planned to quickly deal with this mess.

“What about it?” The Li Clan’s disciple believed that Ling Xiao was a soft persimmon he could easily pinch.

“Well, then you can go down.”

Ling Xiao lightly waved his hand.

Everyone’s jaws dropped open.

A Late Rank Five Martial Vein martial artist was sent flying with a light slap.

Ling Xiao basically hadn’t made a move, only casually waved his hand.

“How can he be so strong?”

The audience was stunned.

“This Ling Xiao, I fear he is not as bad as we thought.”

“Thinking about it, the Ling Clan’s annual competition is not a joke. Since he could defeat Ling Feifan, he can’t be weak.”

“I don’t believe it! Ling Xiao, do you dare to accept my challenge?”

Another disciple of the Li Clan jumped onto the arena.

“Are you stronger than the one before?”

Ling Xiao indifferently asked.

“Almost.”

“Since you can’t even defeat that loser, what are you doing up here? Get down!”

He lightly waved his hand again and tossed that person away.

Two times in a row, Ling Xiao had sent a Late Rank Five Martial Vein martial artist off the arena with such a relaxed manner. 

No one could see through his power.

“Shi Yue, you go and challenge him!”

Shi Yulian sitting on the fifth arena suddenly ordered a youth in her clan’s pavilion.

“Big Sister, you want me to deal with him? Isn’t that a bit overkill?”

This youth’s words surprised everyone.

Everyone had seen Ling Xiao’s capability. This Shi Yue wasn’t blind but still dared to be so arrogant. His strength must far exceed those two people’s.

“Be obedient!”

Shi Yulian’s voice had a kind of magical power, comforting anyone who heard it. Ling Xiao was no exception. Merely, he enjoyed it without being distracted.

“I understand, Big Sister.”

Shi Yue jumped into the arena and said to Ling Xiao, “Ling Xiao, don’t blame me for speaking straightforwardly. Once I make a move, I must see blood. I hope you can go down on your own.”