Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Today is an important day; the annual clan competition will be held today.
For Qin Xin, this clan competition would determine whether he could shed his "useless" label.
Before Qin Xin lost his martial bone, he was quickly eliminated in the first round of the annual clan competition. Now, he made the decision to seize the spot in the Spirit Cleansing Pool in front of the clan members. He has failed, and he will probably never be able to hold his head up in the clan again.
On such an important day, all the members of the clan stopped what they were doing and returned to their clan to await this grand occasion.
The main purpose of the clan's martial arts competition is to assess the cultivation progress of the younger generation, provide them with more cultivation resources, and enable them to grow faster so that they can become pillars of the clan in the future.
At dawn, Qin Xin slowly awoke from his cultivation.
After days of arduous training and the enhancement from Danqing's medicine, Qin Xin's cultivation at the ninth level of the Acquired Realm has become completely stable, and his dantian has also been well tempered.
"Brother Qin Xin, breakfast is ready, come out quickly." Suddenly, a clear girl's voice rang out from outside the door.
Qin Xin got out of bed and opened the door. The girl had a delicate face and smiled, revealing a pair of deep dimples that made it impossible to look away.
The person who arrived was none other than Zi Ling.
"Brother, don't be nervous, I believe you can do it," Zi Ling encouraged Qin Xin.
"It seems I have to work hard for our Zi Ling too." Qin Xin smiled and patted Zi Ling's head.
Over the years, Zi Ling has suffered a lot while following Qin Xin. Qin Xin had thought about sending her to his third grandfather's side, so that she wouldn't be bullied by the clansmen, but the little girl was unwilling to leave.
"Hmph, I'm not a child anymore, stop rubbing my head!" Seeing Qin Xin's determined gaze, Zi Ling blushed and pushed Qin Xin's hand away.
"Let's eat first," Qin Xin smiled. "Ziling, are you going to watch the clan competition today?"
Zi Ling nodded obediently, "Go ahead, I've already made plans with Sister Qin Xue to go and cheer you on."
"good."
After a simple breakfast, the two went to the clan's martial arts training ground.
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The training ground is located near the back mountain of the clan, and the ground is made of black gold, making it extremely solid.
Upon arriving at the martial arts arena, Qin Xin found many family members gathered there, and a great commotion rose into the sky.
On the high platform directly in front of the training ground sat the family's stewards, while in the central area sat the family patriarch Qin Lin and four elders.
"Look, that good-for-nothing Qin Xin is coming over."
"Tsk tsk, this piece of trash thinks he can get a spot in the Spirit Cleansing Pool? He's delusional."
The moment Qin Xin arrived, even those who weren't members of the clan began to discuss it.
Everyone in the clan knew that Qin Xin wanted to compete for a spot in the Spirit Cleansing Pool, and they all seemed to be expecting him to embarrass himself in the clan competition.
Qin Xin shook his head indifferently. Because of his keen senses, he noticed several unfriendly gazes on the high platform of the martial arts arena and looked over.
When Elder Qin Maoyan saw Qin Xin looking over, a smile appeared on his lips, but it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Clan Chief Qin Lin and Qin Qianfan smiled slightly.
"You little rascal, you actually came."
Outside the martial arts arena, Qin Xue looked at Qin Xin with some surprise. He was wearing a light blue school uniform, which made him look very capable, and his slender figure was completely concealed.
"Hey, can't you just forgive me, sister?"
When Qin Xin saw Qin Xue approaching, a black line appeared on his forehead, and he said helplessly.
"Sister Xue, you're not allowed to talk about Brother Qin Xin like that," Zi Ling pouted and chimed in.
"Ziling, you'll go astray if you hang out with this kind of hooligan. I'll take you somewhere else." With that, Qin Xue pulled Ziling away, not forgetting to glare at Qin Xin.
"Brother Qin Xin, you have to do your best!" Zi Ling was a little reluctant, but she couldn't resist Qin Xue's tugging.
"What, you're not going to participate in the selection competition?" Qin Xin asked, puzzled, as Qin Xue was about to leave with Zi Ling.
"Young disciples at the Innate Realm can directly participate in the ranking competition. Currently, there are six young disciples at the Innate Realm in the clan. Four will be selected in the selection competition, and finally, ten young disciples will compete for a spot in the Spirit Cleansing Pool." Qin Xue replied irritably, then turned and walked towards the high platform of the martial arts arena with Zi Ling.
"Since they're targeting me like this, Qin Maoyan must be involved in the matter of the Martial Bone."
Qin Xin's gaze shifted, and Qin Xue had already led Zi Ling to the high platform, standing behind Qin Qianfan. Behind the First Elder Qin Maoyan, two more figures appeared. One was dressed in black, and judging from his build, he was a young man, but his face was bloodless, making him look somewhat sinister. The other was dressed in the family uniform, and his features were somewhat similar to Qin Maoyan's. The clan emblem on his chest made Qin Xin clench his fists, because that emblem represented the Qin clan, and this person was none other than Qin Maoyan's eldest grandson—Qin Yunfeng.
"Thump, thump, thump."
With three drumbeats, the noisy training ground fell silent instantly, and the Tianyuan Qin Clan Competition officially began!
Under the watchful eyes of his clansmen, Qin Lin slowly stood up: "Swords and spears have no eyes, so let's stop when we've made a move. I believe you all have heard that this clan competition will be for five spots in the Spirit Cleansing Pool. In addition, the top five in the clan competition can enter the clan's Martial Arts Hall to choose a martial art."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Lin looked at Qin Qianfan, who smiled and nodded. He then lightly leaped from the high platform and landed in the center of the martial arts arena, holding a bamboo bucket containing many bamboo sticks.
"The selection process will be decided by drawing lots. All the little ones who want to participate in the clan competition, come up and draw lots."
As soon as Qin Qianfan finished speaking, dozens of figures walked out from below the training ground, each taking out a bamboo stick from a bamboo bucket, each marked with a number.
"Those with the same number are opponents. The one who drew number one, come up on stage and begin." Qin Qianfan said with a smile after the draw was completed.
Qin Xin glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand. It had a "five" written on it in red paint. He then pursed his lips and noticed that someone seemed to be staring at him. Following the gaze, he saw that the person was Qin Yunfei.
"Hmph, you piece of trash, I'm going to cripple you this time."
Qin Yunfei's lips twitched slightly. Although he didn't make a sound, Qin Xin could tell what he was saying from his lip movements.
"idiot."
Qin Xin rolled his eyes and then ignored him.
At this moment, the two disciples on the training ground had already taken their positions and were bowing to each other.
"Qin Yang, seventh level of the Acquired Realm, two-star Martial Spirit Xuan Wolf."
"Qin Shuo, seventh level of the Acquired Realm, two-star Martial Spirit Fire Tiger."
The battle between the two was about to break out.
"That's enough for now, let the clan competition begin!"
As Qin Qianfan's voice fell, countless cheers and shouts of encouragement rang out throughout the entire martial arts arena.
The two simultaneously activated their true energy to awaken their martial spirits. As the true energy circulated around Qin Yang's body, it seemed as if a tall, dark wolf phantom raised its head; on Qin Shuo's body, a ferocious fire tiger phantom displayed its kingly aura.
A martial artist who possesses a beast spirit can use their true energy to activate the spirit, thereby strengthening themselves and gaining greater combat power.
"Drink!" Qin Yang launched the first attack.
He struck Qin Shuo's vital points with both palms, his speed astonishing.
Qin Shuo remained fearless, while the Fire Tiger remained hidden, seemingly waiting for a fatal blow.
Roar... Under Qin Yang's relentless attacks, an opening seemed to appear. Seeing this, Qin Shuo suddenly smiled and threw a punch, like a tiger descending a mountain, unleashing a full-force attack.
"Bang!"
With a single blow, Qin Yang was sent flying backward.
A tiger doesn't show its power until it does, and then it defeats its enemy in one fell swoop.
"I've lost." Seeing Qin Shuo's attack coming again, Qin Yang quickly admitted defeat.
Qin Shuo wins!
Qin Qianfan announced the results of the competition, and the whole audience cheered.
Qin Xin observed the battle between the two from below the training ground. The two were of similar strength, but Qin Yang was obviously lacking in combat experience, and his internal energy was being rapidly depleted. This gave Qin Shuo an opportunity to take advantage of the situation and win in one strike.
The following matches were all between the sixth and ninth levels of the Acquired Realm, and the less powerful members of the clan did not participate.
To Qin Xin's surprise, Qin Yunfei had also entered the ninth level of the Acquired Realm, no wonder he was so arrogant.
Just as Qin Xin was pondering, a loud bang suddenly came from the training ground.
After the loud noise, a member of the clan was sent flying outside the training ground, spitting blood and fainting.
"Hmm?" Qin Xin frowned and looked at the stage.
"Such a strong physique! Even a martial artist who has just entered the Innate Realm would have some difficulty with this punch. Qin Kunpeng, a four-star Martial Spirit, Heavenly Star Tiger, is indeed powerful." The clansmen below the stage praised him one after another. Only Qin Qianfan was arranging for people to treat the clansman who had fallen outside the arena.
Qin Kunpeng, the grandson of honorary elder Qin Hongbing, recently came to Tianyuan City from the Qin clan with Qin Yunfeng. He is only 16 years old this year, but he has already reached the ninth level of the Acquired Realm, possessing both talent and strength.
"Qin Kunpeng wins this battle!" Qin Qianfan announced the result of the competition.
Qin Kunpeng raised his hands and surveyed the training ground, while Qin Hongbing on the high platform nodded in satisfaction.
But for some reason, when Qin Kunpeng's gaze swept over Qin Xin, his eyes revealed disdain.
"Does this guy know me?" Qin Xin asked, somewhat puzzled.
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