Ling Yunfei's voice drew everyone's attention back to the Ling family's internal competition.
Ling Yunbo, the fourth son of the Ling family, stepped out, his voice booming.
"Now I will announce the rules. This assessment will not be based on cultivation level, but on age, and will be divided into four groups."
Children aged 12 to 16 years old were divided into three groups: those aged 16 to 18 years old, those aged 18 to 25 years old, and those aged 25 to 30 years old.
The top three from each group will receive special awards and preferential treatment from their family resources.
Now, all eligible children, please come up and draw lots to determine the order.
This is an assessment for the younger generation; disciples aged twelve to thirty must participate.
Ling Hao and Ling Mu naturally went up as well. Ling Hao was sixteen, and Ling Mu was seventeen but not yet eighteen, so they were assigned to the same group.
Enemies meeting are bound to be extremely hostile.
Ling Mu walked over to Ling Hao and said, "Don't forget our bet. I'm definitely waiting for you to call me 'brother'."
Ling Hao snorted coldly, "I hope you can hold out until you fight me and not be eliminated by someone else."
Ling Mu glared fiercely at Ling Hao, "You're really sharp-tongued. This time, I'll make you lose even more miserably."
The two exchanged words while drawing lots.
Both of them received their numbers, and since they didn't meet in the first round, they returned to their respective positions.
Ling Yunbo's voice rang out again, "Now we begin the competition for those under the age of sixteen: number one against number seventy-four, number two against number seventy-three, number three against number seventy-two..."
He read out ten sets in total, arranged according to the pattern of the beginning and end being connected.
These young men stepped onto the prepared stage, feeling honored to be able to demonstrate their strength in front of so many powerful forces.
The competition among the ten groups of Ling family members began simultaneously.
Qin Feng could tell from the reactions of these powerful figures that they paid far less attention to the strength of the Ling family's disciples than to their weapon crafting.
Come to think of it, the Ling family isn't known for its strength; weapon crafting is their forte, and these people are all here for weapon crafting.
The playful fighting of these Golden Core disciples, and even Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining disciples, was no different from child's play to them, and they were hard to be interested in.
However, Qin Feng noticed something very interesting: the eyes of Lin Lie, the sect leader of the Burning Heaven Sect, and Lin Xu were filled with urgency, as if they were expecting something.
Ling Yunbo also had a smile on his lips, it was unclear whether he was satisfied with the performance of a certain Ling family member or was thinking about something else that made him happy.
Unlike weapon crafting, sparring between low-level cultivators doesn't take very long.
The competition for those aged twelve to sixteen ended quickly, and the top three were determined.
Ling Yunbo spoke again, his voice loud and clear, so that everyone in the room could hear him.
"Now we begin the round for those aged sixteen to eighteen. Number one will face number fifty-six, number two will face number fifty-five..."
Following the same rules, Ling Yunbo announced the list of ten groups for the competition.
Ling Hao and Ling Mu are both on the list this time, but their opponents are others.
Ling Hao's opponent is Ling Yuxin, a beautiful 17-year-old girl with a cultivation level of the early Golden Core stage.
Ling Mu's opponent was Ling Zhen, a burly man who was seventeen years old and at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.
At Ling Yunbo's command, a fierce battle erupted between the twenty disciples.
After receiving guidance from Qin Feng, Ling Hao felt no pressure whatsoever when facing clansmen whose cultivation was higher than his own.
Under Lin Yuxin's incredulous gaze, he easily subdued the other party.
Ling Mu's ruthlessness and seasoned experience allowed him to win the match with almost no effort.
After defeating his opponent, Ling Mu wanted to taunt Ling Hao, but he was surprised to find that Ling Hao had already returned to his seat. The opponent was even faster than him, which dashed his hopes.
Ling Yunbo announced the list of participants for several more competitions, and the number of people remaining in the sixteen- to eighteen-year-old round was dwindling.
He spoke again.
"The top four in this round have been determined: Ling Hao, Ling Mu, Ling Wei, and Ling Guang. The top three will be decided from these four."
Ling Hao will face Ling Wei, and Ling Mu will face Ling Guang. The four of you, please come up on stage.
Ling Hao and Ling Mu exchanged a glance, their eyes brimming with tension.
"Ling Hao, I hope you won't be eliminated by Ling Wei, that would be meaningless. I'm still waiting for you to call me 'brother'."
I want you to keep calling until everyone in the room is waiting, haha. Remember, whatever you do, don't get eliminated.
"Hmph, Ling Mu, you'd better worry about yourself. I wonder what your uncle's reaction will be if he hears you call me 'brother'?"
Ling Yunbo announced loudly, "When family members spar, it must be done to the point of exhaustion. No one may die or be maimed. Violators will be dealt with according to the clan's rules. Begin."
Ling Hao looked at Ling Wei in front of him, his expression not relaxed. He knew this man was not easy to deal with.
Ling Wei was at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, one year older than him, and had rich combat experience, often hunting monsters in the wild.
Ling Wei and Ling Hao faced off. Ling Wei looked serious, his face was cold, and his eyes were sharp. He took the initiative to attack as soon as Ling Yunbo announced the start.
The spirit sword was drawn, its cold light flashing, and a sword cry rang out as it headed straight for Ling Hao's chest.
This cautious yet incredibly decisive action undoubtedly proves that he is a meticulous and courageous person.
Ling Hao looked serious, without the slightest panic. Qin Feng's guidance had greatly improved his swordsmanship.
He was already preparing when he sensed the change in the other party's aura, and he knew what the other party would do next when the other party made a move.
His calm and composed demeanor was somewhat reminiscent of Qin Feng's, which he had indeed learned from Qin Feng.
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