C31 The Show Was about to Begin

Lin Hai and Lin Feng walked towards the main seat's platform. Over there, Lin Badao, the Great Elder, Lin Haoran and Lin Qian were sitting upright, as if they were the masters of the Lin Family.

Seeing the two of them come over, First Elder Lin Zhen stood up and said in a clear voice: "They're actually here. Let the annual gathering begin."

When Lin Hai heard Lin Zhen's words, his footsteps stopped. He only stared at Lin Zhen, causing the eyes of the people from the Lin family to narrow. They didn't know what was going on with Lin Hai.

"Lin Hai, what are you doing?" Lin Zhen asked when he saw Lin Hai stop.

"Hmph, Lin Zhen, let me ask you, who is the patriarch of the Lin family now?" Lin Hai said coldly.

First Elder Lin Zhen's eyes narrowed and his expression was ugly, but he still replied, "Of course it's you, Lin Hai."

"Then let me ask you again. Is the annual gathering of the Lin family a big event for the Lin family?" Lin Hai looked straight at Lin Zhen and continued to ask.

"Of course. The annual gathering of the Lin family is always the most important moment for the Lin family."

"Very good. I also want to ask you who will be in charge of the Lin family's annual gathering."

Hearing Lin Hai's words, Lin Zhen's face became dark. It was obvious that he already knew what Lin Hai meant.

"The family head will be in charge of the Lin family."

"In that case, Zhen Lin, I want to ask you something. What are you doing there? Do you still have my family head in your eyes?" Lin Hai's voice was ice-cold. It was no secret that Lin Zhen and Lin Badao were in cahoots with each other. Almost everyone in the Lin Family knew that Lin Zhen was becoming more and more unrestrained.

"Hehe, Second Uncle, you're late. Why can't the Great Elder be the deacon for you? Second Uncle is too intolerant." Lin Qian said unhurriedly.

"Shut up." Lin Hai scolded her: "What right do you have to interrupt when the elders are talking? Lin Badao, take good care of your daughter. What kind of upbringing do you have?"

Lin Qian's face stiffened as she cursed in her heart. Did this guy know that his position as the Patriarch was about to end and was about to go crazy.

"It's much better than your useless son." Lin Badao stared at Lin Feng and sneered. How could he allow Lin Hai to scold Lin Qian?

"Be careful of your words. A small Patriarch of the Lin family is like an ant in the eyes of my Bright Moon Sect." Beside Lin Qian, a woman from the Bright Moon Sect said with a cold smile. This woman was dressed in luxurious clothes, and her cold face carried a trace of meanness. Like Lin Qian, she was an inner disciple of the Bright Moon Sect, so how could she think highly of a Lin Family?

"Your Bright Moon Sect is so amazing, why are you still sitting in my Lin Family? My father is the master of the Lin Family, and he doesn't seem to have invited you. Could it be that you were born with a thicker skin?" The silent Lin Feng could not help but speak. Who could compare to him who had lived two lives? The language of that world was vast and profound.

"You..." The mean woman's expression changed, but she immediately sneered, "A piece of trash from the Cloud Sea Sect dares to boast shamelessly."

"Let's not talk about whether I am trash or not, but I know how to write the word shame. I am not like a certain someone who came to someone else's house and insulted the master of someone else's house. So that is how the people trained by the Bright Moon Sect are. They are indeed very powerful."

Lin Feng's words were laced with thorns, causing the expressions of Lin Qian and the others to change.

"Bastard, how dare you insult the Bright Moon Sect?" An elder stood up and cursed Lin Feng.

"Ridiculous, he is standing in the Lin family and insulting the master of the Lin family, yet someone is standing up for him. I would like to ask, Seventh Elder, are you a member of my Lin family or a dog of the Bright Moon Sect?"

Every word of Lin Feng's was incomparably sharp, like a sharp blade, yet it firmly occupied the word'fine', and there was nothing to nitpick.

"Well said. I also want to ask, Seventh Elder, is your surname Lin?" Lin Hai agreed. At this moment, Lin Hai was also very surprised. He didn't expect that not only did his son's cultivation increase, but his words were also so powerful. Every word was bleeding.

"Alright, this is our fault. Patriarch, the annual gathering is the most important event of our Lin family. We can't delay it. Patriarch, please come and host it." Great Elder Lin Zhen, who had received Lin Badao's instructions, made a slight compromise. He wanted to see how long Lin Hai and Lin Feng could continue to be arrogant.

"Hmph." Lin Hai waved his sleeves and walked towards the main seat with Lin Feng, then sat in the middle of the crowd.

"Let's see how long you can be so proud. When I become a core disciple of the sect, Lin Hai, I'll teach you a lesson." Lin Qian said coldly in her heart.

"Let the annual gathering begin." Lin Hai's eyes swept across the Martial Arts Arena. There were a total of four to five hundred people in the Lin Family, and there were around seventy young disciples between the ages of twelve and eighteen. It was a pity that some of the people in the family had ulterior motives, and the hearts of the people were scattered, without any cohesion. Perhaps it was the wrong choice for father to give the position of the family head to him.

Lin Hai's heart was slightly bitter. If it wasn't for that powerful martial soul... Why would he have to worry about the position of the Lin Family's Patriarch?

"Father, don't worry. I won't let the Lin Family's bloodline fall under my hands." Lin Hai felt guilty. He could still remember what his father told him before he died, but unfortunately, he wasn't able to focus on the Lin family.

The annual gathering was actually a test of the cultivation of the family's disciples, to see how much progress they had made in the past year. The younger generation represented the future of the family.

The content of the annual meeting was to battle and test one's strength during battle.

The Lin family's Second Elder walked to the center of the stage and said: "The first round of the annual gathering will be a chaotic battle. Everyone will come onto the stage and the 32 remaining will advance to the next round."

After saying that, the Lin family's Second Elder walked off the stage, and the young disciples of the Lin family all entered the stage.

Lin Feng nodded at Lin Hai and also walked up to the fighting stage.

"I wonder if Lin Qian and the others will deliberately target me." Standing at the edge of the fighting stage, Lin Feng's eyes flickered as he thought to himself.

Soon, a total of seventy-three young disciples had all arrived on the enormous battle platform, and they looked around vigilantly, especially those who were weak. They were likely to be the first targets of others.

As soon as Lin Qian stepped onto the fighting stage, the crowd gave way to her. No one dared to provoke her. The goal of the first round was to eliminate the weak. Very few people would move against those who were stronger, unless they were courting death. And Lin Qian was undoubtedly one of the strongest. The crowd would not be able to avoid her, let alone attack her.

As for Lin Feng, he quickly noticed that many people were staring at him. Their eyes were sparkling as they stared at him as if they were looking at their prey. They all saw him as a soft persimmon.

The battle on the fighting stage had already erupted. The young man with the long spear in his hand arrived in front of Lin Feng, and the people around him avoided him. Obviously, they knew that this person was not to be trifled with.

"Get out of here. Don't embarrass yourself here." Lin Wu looked at Lin Feng with contempt. He was the seventh elder's son, who had just had a conflict with Lin Feng.

Lin Wu had already reached the seventh level of the Qi Martial Stage half a year ago. He should have stepped into the eighth level of the Qi Martial Stage by now, which was equal to Lin Yu's strength.

"He's mine." A cold voice sounded, and Lin Qian, who was wearing a phoenix tail robe, walked over, looking extremely arrogant.

"It's all the same." Lin Wu naturally would not fight with Lin Qian over her, so he moved aside.

Lin Qian walked in front of Lin Feng and said: "Don't worry, no one will touch you in this round. You will smoothly advance. It's not fun for you to be eliminated so early."

"Hmm?" Lin Feng was stunned. He did not expect Lin Qian to actually guarantee his advancement. This was indeed a little funny, but if he could advance without making a move, why not? Of course, Lin Qian, who had seen him make a move, might also understand that if she did not make a move herself, there really would not be many people here who could eliminate Lin Feng.

On the Platform of Life and Death of the Cloud Sea Sect, Lin Feng had cut off the arm of a cultivator at the Ninth Level of Qi Martial Stage with a single sword strike.

"What is Lin Qian doing? Why did she leave that trash behind?" When the Great Elder, who was prepared to see Lin Feng make a fool of himself, saw that Lin Qian was protecting him, he could not help but ask Lin Badao in a low voice.

"Don't you think that it's fun to watch a trash advance to the second round? Furthermore, the second round will be a rotation battle. Everyone will have to fight several battles. What do you think this piece of trash will face then?" Lin Badao thought that he had understood Lin Qian's meaning, so his smile was especially sinister.

"Hehe, why didn't I think of this? It's indeed a good show." When Lin Zhen heard the explanation, he thought to himself, Great! It was as if he could already see Lin Feng being destroyed time and time again in the second round. At that time, with his sharp tongue, would there still be a stage for him to perform?