Lin Hai's face didn't look too good, Lin Feng's performance today had already exceeded his expectations. He felt relieved in his heart, but Lin Ba Dao wouldn't dare to speak out like that without being confident. Even if Lin Feng could counterattack against Lin Hong, what about the next round against Lin Xuan? Lin Ba Dao was trying to put Lin Feng in a desperate situation.
"What's wrong, Lin family master? You don't even have this bit of courage, making it impossible for our younger generation to make a move." Lin Ba saw that Lin Hai remained silent and continued to squeeze taxes.
"Dad, promise him."
Lin Feng's heart was slightly cold. He and Lin Ba Dao's family had no grudges or grievances, and could even be considered close relatives. However, Lin Ba Dao's family was plotting to take his father's position as the head of the clan, and wanted Lin Feng dead. Since that was the case, you were unrighteous, and I didn't need to hesitate either - let's fight.
Lin Hai looked at Lin Feng's gaze, clean and clear, with confidence, his lips moved slightly, and he spat out a word: "Good."
"Alright, the patriarch is worthy of being the master of the Lin family, he has courage. Since the patriarch has already agreed, let's begin. Sixth elder, let Lin Xuan and Lin Hen fight a match first." Lin Ba was in high spirits, feeling extremely pleased with himself. Now that Lin Hai had nodded his head, it was time to watch the final good show.
"Hmm." The Sixth Elder nodded in agreement.
"Admit defeat, you're no match for me." Lin Xuan walked onto the battlefield, his long robe fluttering behind him, looking arrogant and unstoppable.
"Even if it's not an opponent, I'll still fight." Lin Hen's battle intent blazed, his Flame Martial Spirit was released, and the air became turbulent.
"Your martial soul has undergone a destined awakening, which is not bad, but unfortunately it's still just a flame martial soul, without any variation in the awakening process. You won't have even half a chance." Lin Xuan's voice was cold and detached. The first hurdle for a martial artist was advancing to the Spiritual Martial Realm. When advancing, the martial soul would undergo a destined awakening, and during this process, only an extremely small number of people's martial souls would undergo a variation, becoming stronger than before.
Lin Xuan's martial soul evolved into a stronger form after her awakening, becoming an ice and fire dual-source martial soul.
A fusion of ice and fire, the martial soul's virtual image burst forth behind Lin Xuan, with flames embedded in the icy mist, and white frost covering the blazing inferno, a dazzling sight to behold. The space was sometimes frenzied, sometimes frozen stiff, extremely eerie.
"I've long heard that Lin Xue's martial soul has awakened, becoming an ice and fire dual-source martial soul. Indeed, it's true, truly a supreme genius of the Lin family, far surpassing that waste Lin Feng."
"It's no wonder that so many elders are openly supporting Lin Xue this time. With the Ice and Fire Origin Wu Soul, not only does she have an advantage in terms of martial soul, but she can also cultivate ice and fire system techniques and martial skills in the future, and will inevitably become a powerful figure."
Upon hearing the whispers below, Lin Badao's smile grew even thicker and the faces of the several elders beside him looked a bit better.
"Frozen land and snowy sky."
Lin Xuan's voice was cold and detached, the sky and earth became icy and cold, white mist rose up, as if it was going to snow.
Ice has a certain restraining effect on fire, so Lin Xuan first used ice-based martial skills.
"Molten Palm." Lin Heng let out a loud shout, his overbearing palm force chopping forward, with a faint flame burning in the center of his palm.
"Weak water freezes into ice." Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged, her icy palm collided with Lin Hen's hard hand, a hissing sound echoed out, and in an instant, a layer of frost formed on Lin Hen's hand.
"Burn." A cold breath was exhaled, and the icy air condensed into a ball of fog. Lin Heng only felt a strange pain in his palm, let out a loud cry, and then flew back, on the palm, there was actually a ball of charred flesh and blood.
"Lin Hen." The six elders were shocked.
"I'm fine." Lin Hen gritted his teeth, and his teeth actually chattered, it was imaginable how intense the pain he was enduring.
"I'll challenge you again." Lin Hen glanced at Lin Xuan, turned and left, letting the Sixth Elder sigh in his heart. His son Lin Hen's talent wasn't exceptional, but he had a strong will, and if he had the opportunity, he would definitely become a great man someday.
"You will never be able to surpass me." Lin Xuan said proudly, her future achievements would not be comparable to anyone in the Lin family, and no one could surpass her.
"Ice and fire have the same origin, in an instant using two opposing powers, its might increases several times over." Lin Hai's eyebrows furrowed, Lin Xuan grew stronger, Lin Feng grew more dangerous.
"It's your turn." Lin Xuan coldly glanced at Lin Feng before walking down from the stage.
Lin Feng raised his head and took a glance at the sky. The scorching sun was already approaching its peak, with clear skies stretching as far as the eye could see.
He lifted his foot and walked slowly onto the stage, where Lin Hong was already waiting for him.
"I and Lin Xuan have been waiting for this battle for a long time." Lin Hong remained calm as ever, looking at Lin Feng.
"I know." Lin Feng nodded.
"You don't take it seriously and indulge in fantasies, you won't have any chance, whether it's me or Lin Xuan, you will definitely lose."
Lin Feng smiled, and at this moment, Lin Hong's entire body was exuding a kind of aura, an aura of confidence. In his eyes, Lin Feng was not worth mentioning.
"What are you smiling at?" Lin Hong said coldly, "Do you think that by defeating Lin Wu, you have the qualifications to fight me? I'll tell you how naive your thinking is."
"Why don't you just say you've reached the Lingwu realm too? Why bother saying so much nonsense to show off?" Lin Feng sneered, not bothering to force Lin Wu back, letting him leave on his own. If Lin Wu hadn't reached the Lingwu realm, how could he have such confidence?
As expected, Lin Hong's face stiffened when he heard Lin Feng's words.
"Knowing is one thing, but you will still die." Lin Hong's face turned cold, and an icy aura appeared behind him. His body also burst forth with a powerful energy.
"Lingwu realm, Lin Hong is also a strong Lingwu realm cultivator, hiding so deeply." The crowd exclaimed.
"No wonder Patriarch Lin has the reputation of being overbearing, his children are incredibly talented, all of them are at the Spiritual Warrior realm. If they grow up, our Lin family will surely rise to power. It seems that the position of Patriarch should indeed be changed." Many of the wavering Lin family members were also swayed, thinking that Lin Bao Dao should become the Patriarch, only then can the Lin family rise to prominence and become the most powerful force in Yangzhou City.
"Today's annual meeting, is destined to be the stage that belongs to me and Lin Xue. You, are just a pitiful accompaniment, not even worth a blow." Lin Hong's overbearing nature was exposed, tearing off his warm and gentle disguise, revealing his sharp teeth.
A chill aura spread out in all directions, Snow Shadow Manor only accepted those with Ice and Snow Martial Souls. The manor's Ice and Snow techniques were extremely powerful. Lin Hong walked out of the manor, his body emitting a cold air that was not one bit weaker than Lin Xuan's, and even surpassed it.
Soon, a layer of snow-white frost appeared on Lin Feng's body, and before the battle had even begun, Lin Hong was already able to affect Lin Feng.
"Thunderclap Sword Art." Lin Feng made the first move, and a sudden burst of thunder shook everyone's attention, causing them to focus on the sword light on the battlefield. They discovered that today, Lin Feng was also shining brightly, but there were even stronger individuals who appeared: Lin Xuan, Lin Hong, and Lin Hen, all of whom were powerful Spiritual Martial Realm cultivators.
Lin Hongmiao didn't care, and with a light stroke of his palm, a cold aura pounced towards Lin Feng, while a white frost covered the long sword.
"One sword shocks the thunder." Lin Feng's movements were light and agile, his wrist shook, and ice and snow fell from the sword body, the long sword's momentum was like breaking bamboo.
"Hmph." Lin Hong sneered, his palm slapping directly towards the long sword, not avoiding it in the slightest. A tyrannical icy aura burst forth, causing the sword tip to tremble and halt its advance.
"The strong ones in the Lingwu realm have vigorous and powerful energy, with their aura extending outward. Indeed, they are much stronger than those in the Qiwu realm." Lin Feng felt the powerful energy transmitted from the sword, but his expression didn't change at all.
"Ninefold Waves." The long sword was sheathed, and his left hand shot out with a crashing blow, as the fierce tyrant's waves howled.
"Huh?" Lin Hong's eyebrows rose in surprise, he didn't expect Lin Feng to be able to use two martial skills with his left hand at the same time, this was extremely difficult to control, but Lin Feng controlled it perfectly.
"Get out of the way!" Lin Hong suddenly shouted. Despite his cultivation in the Spiritual Martial Realm, he was unable to gain the upper hand. The snow and ice danced wildly, the cold frost rampaged, and the waves were unable to continue their invasion.
"The sword hums with thunderous sound." Lin Feng remained as stable as Mount Tai, the thunderous sound rolling, the sword like a poisonous dragon.
"Good." Lin Hai let out a low shout, this was Lin Feng's true combat strength, his movements and martial skills were all exquisite to the extreme, fast, accurate, and ruthless.
Lin Hong was forced to take a step back, his face looking unpleasant. Although he had only retreated one step, as a strong Lingwu realm cultivator, he had just been arrogant and said that Lin Feng was not worth mentioning, but now he was being forced back by Lin Feng, naturally his face was not radiant, extremely ironic.