C5 Cow-knife Test

The hazy moonlight quietly sprinkled over the dew-covered branches. Under the reflection of the dew, it reflected a dazzling silver light.

In a quiet little courtyard in the Lin Residence, a young man with a head full of sweat was waving his fists and feet.

"Fist attack needs to be fierce, fist force needs to be strong, and the strength of the fist has to be strong."

The pale-faced Lin Zhong repeatedly corrected the mistake his son made when he punched. Although he was seriously injured, his realm and vision were still there.

Lin Zhong himself was shocked by his son's training during this period of time. As a talented son in the past, he had an advantage that was difficult for ordinary people to match in terms of strength explosion and recovery speed.

To be fair, if he and Lin Xiu shared the same Blood Refining Stage, then he would definitely not be Lin Xiu's match.

Immortal Martial Continent was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. If one did not have enough strength, they could only allow themselves to be bullied. Lin Xiu's current appearance gave him hope once again.

Since his son had improved so much, Lin Zhong would naturally use all of his abilities to teach him the only bloodline.

"Pay attention to the strength of your waist. You must be steady. "When fighting against an enemy, losing control of your lower body is a taboo for all cultivators." Lin Zhong said in a deep voice as he looked at his son who was sweating like rain.

"Like the wind, like the pine tree, like the bell!" This is the basic requirement for cultivating martial skills. No matter how profound a martial skill is, it cannot be separated from a solid foundation. "

"What are you doing? Stand up straight. " Lin Zhong, who had sharp eyes, couldn't help but shout in anger when he saw his son's right leg curve slightly.

Scratching his head, Lin Xiu felt a little embarrassed. This kind of laziness couldn't escape his dad's eyes. Since that was the case, he might as well be more serious.

After Lord Fenghuo's hellish training, Lin Zhong's harsh requirements compared to others were nothing more than child's play.

However, he couldn't just tell his father that these training sessions were a complete relaxation for him, right? This was too shocking. What's more, if Lin Zhong wanted to get to the bottom of this, Lord Fenghuo's existence might be exposed.

It couldn't be said that Lin Zhong was completely useless for his training as he was afraid that this kind of child training would affect his training progress. Lin Xiu had secretly asked Lord Fenghuo about this in private. However, Lord Fenghuo's answer made him smile bitterly. What Lord Fenghuo meant was that on the path of martial arts training, Zhang Chi should have some speed, so he could occasionally relax.

On top of that, Lord Fenghuo didn't have any basic Martial Techniques suitable for Lin Xiu to train in at the current stage.

Just like that, another three days passed.

On this day, Lin Family convened an emergency family meeting, and it was said that Guiyuan Sect was about to begin selecting a disciple.

For a moment, the entire clan was filled with joy, especially the younger generation, who were all rubbing their hands together, wishing that they could immediately join the Guiyuan Sect that could change their fates.

It had to be known that the entire Immortal Martial Continent was divided into the east, west, south, north, and middle regions, and each region was then divided into several smaller regions.

And Guiyuan Sect was the ruler of the region under the Eastern Region. As a giant existence on this piece of land, every time one took in disciples, it was a grand occasion for the entire region.

Guiyi Sect had six great empires and over a thousand cities. Every time they chose a disciple, they would send the disciples from each city back to their hometown to select and select them. After that, the participants that passed the selection would all be brought to the various empires to compete with each other, and the people at the top of the rankings would be directly taken in.

This also created that the strength of a city did not depend on the strength of the strongest in it, but on the position of the city's outstanding talents in the Guiyuan Sect.

For example, even though the master of the Huaining City only had the strength of Spirit Fusion Stage, according to this, his Huaining City could only be ranked as the lowest among the dynasties. However, because three years ago, three geniuses were suddenly sucked in by the Guiyuan Sect, the status of his Huaining City rose all of a sudden.

Every time Guiyuan Sect recruited a disciple, they would give a certain amount of resources and rewards to the empire and the city based on the talent and strength of the disciples. After the last disciple recruitment, and after receiving a large amount of resources and rewards, the Lord of Huaining City would immediately start his closed door cultivation, in an attempt to break through to a higher level.

After finding out about the three prodigies' return, the Lord of Huaining City, Mu Rong Zhao, immediately came out of seclusion. That very night, he hosted a banquet at the City Lord's Mansion to entertain the three "meritorious officials" himself.

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Lin Mansion, martial arts practice field.

"I do not hope that you can soar to the skies in one leap and become the core disciples of the sect this time, but as long as you can smoothly pass through the selection, even if we just become outer sect disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, our entire Lin Family will receive a large amount of rewards, and we can even become a first-rate power within the Huaining City. I'll give you two days, you guys should prepare well. In ten days, we'll be at the Martial Arts Practice Grounds. The five strongest amongst you can participate in the selection organized by the City Lord's Mansion. For these five, the clan will use all of their resources and also increase your strength. " On the high platform, an old man with a head full of white hair was straightening his body and using the elemental energy within his body to ensure that all the juniors on the martial ring could hear his voice.

As soon as his voice fell, the martial arts practice field had already started to boil with excitement. All the juniors rubbed their fists and rubbed their hands together. Their eyes started to look around for any strong opponents they might meet.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiu, who was standing with Lin Zhong in a remote corner of the training field, also felt a surge of passion in his heart.

If he could pass the selection and get the help of the family, then there was hope for his father's injuries to be healed. Thinking about that, Lin Xiu's gaze paused on his father for a split-second.

Seeing this, how could Lin Zhong not understand his son's thoughts? He felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but more importantly, he was sighing.

If the spirit medicine in the family was useful, with his talent back then, how could the family not take it out? Ten years ago, because of his serious injuries, the family couldn't completely cure him even after using all their strength, and instead consumed a lot of resources. After knowing Lin Zhong's strength couldn't be fully recovered, the others no longer had that much respect for this former genius.

On the other hand, perhaps it was because he had stood too high, but once he fell, those who had to look up at him began to add insult to injury. If it weren't for the fact that he was the direct descendant of the clan, supported by his father, his situation might have been even worse.

Even so, there were still many clansmen who took advantage of the situation. They called Lin Zhong a "genius" worse than dying on the outside to avoid becoming a burden to the clan.

Looking at his son beside him, Lin Zhong secretly made up his mind: Xiu'er, no matter what, I won't allow you to follow in my footsteps. I believe that my son won't stop because of his talent! Don't worry, go fly. I'm here.

Just as the father and son were thinking about their own matters, a discordant voice was heard.

"I thought that someone was standing here. So he was once the number one genius of the family, the current number one trash of the family, and his genius son. Why is it that Lin Zhong is such a genius? Is your son thinking of participating in the selection after tomorrow?" A plump man whose clothes were embroidered with copper coins was now facing the father and son duo, opened his mouth to mock them.

Lin Zhong didn't have much of a reaction to this. He had long gotten used to the snobbish actions of his family. However, Lin Xiu, who stood at the side, didn't have such a good temper.

"Lin Ya, I just want to participate in the selection, okay? Relying on his son, who had good talent, to act mighty, wasn't that so? I've heard that a mother is more valuable than her son, but a father is more expensive, hehe. " Lin Xiu did not hide his contempt for this fatty at all.

This fatty was originally a concubine born of Lin Family, and his life was originally mediocre. However, who would have thought that a servant girl who was unintentionally playing around after drinking gave him a talented son, Lin Yang.

Lin Yang was less than a year older than Lin Xiu, but his current strength was at the peak of Blood Refining Stage. There were rumors saying that Lin Yang had already stepped into the realm of bones tempering.

Lin Ya, who had made a "great contribution" to the family, was naturally entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the family. Lin Ya and Lin Zhong could be said to have met with a completely opposite situation. However, Lin Zhong's usual disregard made him feel powerless when he punched the cotton. Lin Xiu's answer this time could be said to have stabbed his sore spot.

Immediately, his over two hundred jin body jumped up in anger.

He fiercely glared at Lin Xiu and said, "With a little bastard like this who has no parents, if you have the ability to stay here, don't leave. I'll go and show you what a true genius is like, a real genius isn't even close to being a genius."

"Old Pig, if you have the ability, go and call your son over. I'll wait here." However, Lin Xiu did not buy his trick.

After saying that, Lin Xiu was still unable to vent his anger. He walked up to Lin Ya and mercilessly slapped his face. Lin Ya only had the strength of an early stage Blood Refining Stage, but he had been slapped until his eyes sparkled like stars.

The furious Lin Ya spat out a mouthful of blood. Swinging his fat body, he left in a flash, preparing to move that genius son of his over.

"Little bastard, just you wait. When Lin Yang comes, I'll let you have it."

Lin Zhong and his son did not take Lin Ya's threat seriously. Lin Zhong knew from his understanding of his son that even if Lin Xiu couldn't win against Lin Yang, he would be invincible just by relying on his powerful physique.

If it was a battle of attrition, perhaps Lin Xiu's victory would be even greater?

After a loud laugh, Lin Zhong patted his son's shoulder and turned around to leave, leaving Lin Xiu to deal with the small problem. Yes, it was just a small problem.