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The young lady gripped her three-foot-long sword, as she pointed it at Lin Hu, "I'm here, I'm worried."
The girl's movements were graceful and beautiful as she walked on the wind, as if she was tailor-made for the girl's sword techniques. Her dancing body was extremely beautiful, yet not to be underestimated. Every dance seemed gentle, but it revealed a fatal killing intent.
The sword art was strange and tricky. A wisp of martial qi that had been coiling around the sword art turned into a stream of sword qi, gushing out towards Lin Hua's body.
Even though he had dodged the sword's attack, a strand of Lin Hua's hair had also been cut off. It had even nearly cut through his skin. He could feel the deep chilliness contained within the young girl's sword technique.
Lin Hu was incomparably shocked by this scene. This young girl in front of him was only a martial artist of Stage Six, yet she was able to use her sword techniques to such an extent. The Lin Clan disciples were truly talented.
After this shock, Lin Hu immediately pulled away from the young girl and quietly sized her up.
This scene caused all the Elders present on the arena, as well as Chief Lin Shan, to be incomparably shocked.
"Lin Jianxin, what a great 'Lin Jianxin', to be able to grasp the sword qi at such a young age!"
"Truly an extraordinary genius!" The elders were all sighing with emotion. They looked at Lin Jianxin with eyes full of affection.
"This girl is the descendant of an Annihilated Family. Back then, I also brought back a sword technique that was passed down through my ancestors. How is that not bad!?"
An old man with snow-white hair stroked his beard as he smiled in satisfaction.
Looking at the old man, Lin Shan was surprised, "Why didn't the Third Elder bring it into the inner sect?"
"In another two years, right? Too young! I have to go through some tribulations. "
The conversation between the few of them undoubtedly showed that the girl was an extraordinary genius.
After sizing her up, Lin Hu smiled at the young girl, "What sword technique is this? It's so powerful!"
Lin Hu's praise immediately caused the young girl to reveal a happy expression. Her pretty face blushed a little before she nervously said, "I can't tell you the level of the Tempest Sword Technique."
Listening to the words of the young lady, Lin Hu rubbed his nose, this was simply too naive.
"Then let's fight."
Lin Hua moved. The young girl had come to hone her skills, but he did not take action. He took advantage of her movements and circled around the young girl.
Lin Jianxin did not want to be outdone. Sword Qi bloomed from the Lone Hong Sword Art, causing Lin Hu to barely be able to dodge the attack.
While dodging, Lin Hua would pat Lin Jianxin's head, causing the young girl to pout in dissatisfaction.
It was difficult to sustain a Stage Six Warrior's Qi for too long, after an hour of fighting with Lin Hua, he gave up on attacking, supporting himself with his sword as he panted while looking at Lin Hua.
Senior Brother Lin Hua is so powerful! "
Lin Jianxin was very intelligent, and knew that Lin Yuan wanted to let him win. Therefore, she always used all of her strength in her attacks, in order to test if she could hit Lin Yuan.
After an hour, Lin Hua's clothes were even more tattered. She was satisfied that her hair had been cut into two strands.
"If you were at the peak of Stage Ten, I reckon we would have definitely fought!"
He would do whatever it took to face someone like this. The girl was so innocent, it was obvious that she was a very kind-hearted person. As a result, he spoke a lot more about her.
"Thank you, senior brother Lin Hu."
Then she jumped off the stage and admitted defeat.
Her loss was inevitable. A Fighter 6-dan cultivation was not enough for this clan meeting. All of this was just to verify her strength.
Although the young girl had jumped off the stage, the martial art that she used to form her sword Qi had long since been discussed amongst the Lin Clan disciples below the stage.
"To think that the Lin Family actually has such a genius when it comes to condensing sword Qi through martial arts."
"According to the ancient records, all of the famous experts in the Dao of the Sword were able to gain insight into the sword aura at a young age."
"Could it be!?" Our Lin Clan Mansion is going to produce a sword expert? "
"As long as he doesn't die prematurely, he will definitely become a powerful expert in the Dao of the Sword in the future."
As the young lady left the stage, Lin Hu successively accepted the challenges.
The four of them were all eleven or twelve years old, and Lin Hu only needed to send them off each time.
After the first round of battles, there was now another person who had won five rounds in a row.
Below the martial stage, there were no longer any of the Lin Clan disciples that mocked and ridiculed Lin Hu.
His battle with Lin He had left a mark in the hearts of everyone. To be able to defeat Lin He, Lin Hua's position had undoubtedly surpassed Lin He's.
He walked straight down from the stage and closed his eyes, waiting for the start of the second round.
During this period of time, he noticed the young sword lady standing together with a white-haired old man. The young girl seemed to have noticed Lin Hu's gaze and her face reddened before she lowered her head.
Seeing this scene, Lin Hu shook his head and smiled. He then completely calmed his heart and calmed his heart, adjusting his martial qi to reach his peak condition.
From the battle with the young girl, Lin Hu noticed that there were many capable people in the Lin Clan, so he no longer dared to be careless.
Time flowed like water. Another night arrived, and dawn arrived. It had been three days since the beginning of the martial arts practice.
The first round of competition for the core disciples had already ended. Looking at the people on the stage, there were more than 90 figures that were all excited and eager to give it a try.
Of course, Lin Hu was also one of the participants. At this moment, he slowly stepped forward as he waited for the start of the second round.
In this world of martial cultivation, every single expert would receive respect from others. Similarly, the weak would be looked down upon and abandoned by others.
The ninety core disciples on the Martial Stage were undoubtedly the strong ones in the hearts of the disciples of the Lin Clan and the Zong Clan.
Facing these ninety figures, there was admiration, adoration, and envy.
"The second round has begun. These are all martial artists above the eighth level among the core disciples."
"Who do you think will win the top spot?"
"Senior brother Lin Nantian, there's no need to even think about it. Just look at how handsome he is while holding the spear." A young girl with a infatuation rubbed her cheeks and sighed, her eyes revealing a look of infatuation.
"Not only is he handsome, but his cultivation is also at the peak of Stage Ten martial artist. Who could possibly stop senior brother Lin Nantian's footsteps?" Another young girl proudly spoke her mind to the surroundings, but no one objected.
"There are many martial artists who are at the peak of Stage Ten, maybe even more than ten people. The main reason is that the Tempest Spear Technique is so elusive and elusive."
A youth with an excited expression clenched his fists looked at Lin Nantian standing on the stage, his eyes filled with worship.
"Humph!" "My Goddess Lin Caixuan is the strongest, and she is also a martial artist at the peak of Stage Ten. The Swift Wind Whip appears out of nowhere and is hard to guard against."
"Yes!" "I've seen Senior Sister Lin Caixuan before. Back then, the wind whip had crushed the huge rock into powder, so its power is unimaginable."
"That's right, senior sister Lin Caixuan is the champion of this year's ranking."
Gradually, the disciples of the Lin Clan clan formed two factions. One was supporting Lin Caixuan, and the other was supporting Lin Nantian. The two sides were ready to fight at any moment.
"That!" There are still a lot of powerful people, but I'm not sure if it's senior sister Lin Caixuan or senior brother Lin Nantian! "
One of the youngsters gulped and shrunk his neck back as he looked at the quarreling crowd. He whispered as he glanced at Lin Wushuang who had her eyes closed. Clearly, this person was an admirer of Lin Wushuang.