C13 One Punch to Fly Soaring Tiger

Ling Xiaotian only used a little strength for this punch. Originally, he had already given Family Disciple a chance, but in the end, he even threatened to defeat him.

"Can we announce the results now?" Ling Xiaotian sighed and looked at the old man who was stunned.

The old man was also shocked by this scene. Only after hearing Ling Xiaotian's shout did he slowly come back to his senses: "Next, I announce that Ling Xiaotian will win against Fatty Li and Ling Xiaotian."

The next moment, an ear-splitting round of applause resounded throughout the entire stadium, echoing in the training grounds for a long time.

….

Ling Xiaotian also quickly returned to the audience and closed his eyes to rest.

The test continued and soon, it was Ling Hu's turn.

Although it was a bit time-consuming, the other side was defeated by Ling Hu.

In less than an hour, the elder's voice sounded once more.

"Next match, Ling Xiao against Ling Hu."

After hearing his name again, Ling Xiaotian slowly walked up the stage.

All the Family Disciple beneath the stage raised their heads and looked at the two experts.

After all, to them, these two were not weak at all.

And Ling Hu was the one with the highest rank in Young Lord's test this time.

In other words, as long as Ling Xiaotian defeated Ling Hu, his position as Young Lord would be kept. On the contrary, his Young Lord would leave him.

The two of them stood on the martial stage, staring at each other coldly. Neither of them took the initiative to attack.

The spectators quietly held their breaths. They were very curious as to what kind of exciting battle would erupt between these two people.

Ling Zongtian, who was sitting on the seat, pressed the table and chair down worriedly. It was the critical moment now, so the moment he lost the position of the family, Young Lord, would be gone.

"Any last words?" Ling Xiaotian pouted and said first.

Last words?

"Ling Xiaotian, it seems that not teaching you a lesson is too arrogant." Ling Hu laughed lightly and spat on the ground.

"You will soon find out whether I'm looking down on everyone or whether I'm striking a rock with my eggs." Ling Xiaotian was getting impatient.

The next moment, Ling Hu waved his palm and rushed over. He immediately used the middle rank Mortal Realm Shard.

Ling Xiaotian did not dodge, and directly received the punch. With a loud bang, Ling Hu was instantly sent flying like a stone.

His body was firmly embedded into the wall below the stage. Ling Hu still spat out blood on the ground. Suddenly, Ling Hu tilted his head and lost consciousness.

A battle that was even faster than thunder. Before any of the Family Disciple present had the chance to think about it, the battle had already ended.

And what was even more terrifying was that he actually defeated Ling Hu with a single punch and even sent him into a wall. How terrifying was this power?

….

In an instant, the audience cried out in surprise, and the few Elders watching the fight were stunned.

"Isn't this too exaggerated? We really beat young master Ling Hu in one punch! "

"That's right. You have to know that this Ling Hu is a 5-star Soul Master. If Ling Xiaotian could send him flying with a single punch, then how terrifying must his body technique be?"

When the Second Elder saw that his son, Ling Hu, was sent flying by that trash, Ling Xiaotian's punch, his face turned green and his eyes emitted waves of coldness as he stared at Ling Xiaotian.

Lingyu was even more shocked and directly slid down from the chair.

He never thought that Ling Xiaotian, who was scared to death of kneeling a few days ago, would be able to defeat his little brother with one punch.

Just as the old man was about to announce the results in shock.

Ling Xiaotian directly stopped the old man, glanced at all the people on the side of the training field and said heavily: "Right now, I will stand here, if any of the Family Disciple with strength can challenge me to a fight with Young Lord, or else don't ask for trouble, I don't want to hurt my relationship."

Ling Xiaotian's domineering tone shocked everyone at the scene. Before they could recover from Young Lord's powerful strength, they were already there.

His words struck them like a thunderclap.

Everyone looked at Young Lord in surprise. The contempt they had towards Ling Xiaotian was long gone. No one dared to underestimate him again.

Ling Xiaotian waited for a few seconds, but no one from the Family Disciple dared to challenge him.

At this moment, Lingyu jumped down from his seat and stood in front of Ling Xiaotian: "I challenge you."

Previously, when the few elders worked together to treat him, Lingyu's injuries had mostly recovered.

Originally, he didn't want to fight, but when he saw how badly his brother was beaten up by Ling Xiaotian, he couldn't help but jump down.

Family Disciple looked at each other in dismay as they looked at Lingyu who was on stage.

It had to be known that this Lingyu was Ling Hu's older brother, there was a qualitative difference between his strength and Lingyu's. Rumor has it that he had reached the level of a three star expert in Middle Soul Master, and he was even the owner of Tripolar Gift.

"Get lost, Lingyu." Someone in the crowd said.

Immediately, more and more people repeated this line.

Patriarch Ling Zongtian was even angrier. He directly jumped to the center of the training field and angrily scolded Lingyu, "Nonsense, this is nonsense. Lingyu, back down or else the family rules will be passed."

Even though Lingyu was a super genius, he wouldn't allow such an unfair thing to happen.

But something even more surprising happened.

Ling Xiaotian looked at Ling Zongtian indifferently and said, "Dad, since he wants to fight with me, then give him a chance. Rest assured, I won't lose."

"Nonsense." Ling Zongtian immediately rejected Ling Xiaotian's idea.

It was not easy for Lingyu to train his son to such an extent, so he jumped down to avenge his brother.

If he didn't stop him, Xiao Tian would have been beaten to a pulp by Lingyu.

"Dad, if you're worried about me, then you can just watch by the side. Since Cousin Lingyu wants to challenge me, I'll give him a chance." Ling Xiaotian requested again and again.

Ling Zongtian was still insistent, but he couldn't refuse his son's insistence. However, he also listened to his son's opinion and watched the battle from the side. If he was caught off guard, he could still act in time.

"Cousin Lingyu, you can do it. Today, I, Young Lord, will convince you wholeheartedly." Ling Xiaotian looked at Lingyu and directly said.

"No need, I'll let you attack three times to avoid saying that I'm bullying you." Lingyu looked at Ling Xiaotian with disdain.

He had already angered the Patriarch when he suddenly barged in. If he was the first to make a move, he would definitely be despised by everyone.

He could only come up with this plan. By that time, after three moves, he would have no reason to take revenge for his younger brother even if he had to do it himself.

"There's no need to be so hypocritical, just attack directly. Otherwise, after three moves, you will end up the same as your younger brother." Ling Xiaotian rolled his eyes at Lingyu.

Although this Lingyu was at the third star Middle Soul Master, he was, after all, half crippled by himself. Even if a few elders were to work together to cure him, his strength would decline by quite a bit.

With his own strength, it would definitely not be a problem to deal with Lingyu who was half crippled, and he just so happened to get rid of this thorn in his side.

Lingyu was really angered by Ling Xiaotian's words. He immediately rushed forward and used Ninth Layer Fist in his direction, just as Ling Xiaotian was about to use Ninth Layer Fist …