Chapter 4

On the training ground.

Ling Chong also saw the imposing Ling Xiao.

A sneer of disdain appeared on his face.

"What's wrong, trash, do you want to avenge your grandfather?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ling Chong's disdainful question made the surrounding Ling family disciples laugh out loud.

Because they thought Ling Xiao was overestimating himself.

"I have endured your repeated humiliations without retaliating, for I am not as skilled as you. But you have injured my grandfather, and I cannot forgive you!"

Ling Xiao looked at Ling Chong, feeling a bit nervous but also having a strong sense of confidence.

The appearance of the River and Mountain Martial Spirit had opened a door to success for him.

And today's confrontation with Ling Chong was the best test.

"You won't forgive me?"

Ling Chong seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and he said disdainfully, "I can break that old beggar's ribs, and I can break yours too!"

"Ling Chong, let's settle this with one strike. This kid is as useless as that old beggar."

Someone nearby cheered.

"Ha ha ha, if I can't take care of this trash with one strike, what face do I have to stay in the Ling family?"

Amidst the laughter, Ling Chong suddenly moved, his entire body seeming to transform into a giant, looking down at Ling Xiao.

The powerful aura made Ling Xiao feel a bit breathless.

Is this the strength of a Second Rank Martial Pulse practitioner? There's only one rank difference from a First Rank, but the gap is too great.

The surrounding crowd, seeing Ling Xiao's shocked eyes, all wore smug smiles.

In their view, the battle had already ended before it began.

How could Ling Xiao possibly be a match for Ling Chong?

Suddenly, Ling Chong struck at Ling Xiao with a palm. This palm looked like a normal human hand.

However, strangely, in Ling Xiao's eyes, it transformed into a giant palm, like a giant's hand.

This palm made Ling Xiao feel as if he saw a giant, a giant who could crush him with a single strike.

"This is the 'Giant Spirit Palm,' right? I remember it's a high-level martial technique!"

The Ling family disciples, naturally, had keen eyes and recognized Ling Chong's palm technique, exclaiming in surprise.

"What a joke, no matter how strong Ling Chong is, he's just a Second Rank Martial Pulse practitioner. What qualifications does he have to learn a high-level martial technique? I have the same strength as him, and I can only choose a beginner-level martial technique, let alone a mid-level one."

"How can you compare yourself to him? Ling Chong has a good father, who is the Ninth Lord of our Ling family! His grandfather is our old patriarch..."

"No wonder Ling Chong has always been so arrogant, breaking the old beggar's ribs without any punishment."

"With the high-level martial technique 'Giant Spirit Palm,' Ling Xiao has no chance of winning."

"Do you think he had a chance in the first place? Unless he's a top genius, challenging a higher rank is just a daydream."

The huge advantage brought by the high-level martial technique made even some of the more advanced practitioners in the clan feel immense pressure.

Martial techniques are ranked because their power and effects differ.

A Second Rank Martial Pulse practitioner who cultivates a high-level martial technique can very likely defeat a Third Rank Martial Pulse practitioner.

"Ling Chong, you really look up to me, using a high-level martial technique!"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. If it weren't for the River and Mountain Martial Spirit, he would definitely have broken some ribs today.

Someone like him, who doesn't even qualify to learn a beginner-level martial technique, can only learn basic martial techniques, and he would have been far behind from the start.

Without the River and Mountain Martial Spirit, he would have found it very difficult to stand out.

At that moment, under the immense pressure of the high-level martial technique, Ling Xiao actually smiled.

Of course, he smiled.

Because in the River and Mountain Map, another Ling Chong appeared, and the weaknesses and flaws exposed by his Giant Spirit Palm were all pointed out.

Of course, no one else knew this, only Ling Xiao did.

However, even knowing Ling Chong's weaknesses, he still needed to seize the opportunity to strike.

Fortunately, he had trained hard over the past year and had gained a lot of combat experience from being bullied by Ling Chong.

Moreover, his body, which had been transformed by the River and Mountain Martial Spirit, had improved his reaction and senses by several times, which was his confidence in winning.

Seeing the smile on Ling Xiao's face, Ling Chong felt a chill in his heart, as if he had been completely seen through by Ling Xiao.

"Putting on a show! Watch my Giant Spirit Palm's Destruction!"

The Giant Spirit Palm has only four moves, and the Destruction move is the most powerful, used to kill.

Although Ling Chong, due to his strength, cannot fully unleash the true power of this move, he still felt it was easy to deal with a First Rank Martial Pulse practitioner like Ling Xiao.

Destruction means the destruction of heaven and earth.

Although Ling Chong cannot do it, to the surrounding people, he seemed to have formed a true qi shadow, a huge golden palm striking down at Ling Xiao.

"So fast! So ruthless!"

The spectators, forced back by the terrifying aura, gained a deeper understanding of high-level martial techniques.

With this move, Ling Xiao would not just lose, but die for sure!

Although the Ling family does not allow disciples to kill each other, injuring is fine, but killing would result in severe punishment.

But Ling Chong is the son of the Ninth Lord and the grandson of the old patriarch, who fears no one?

At the moment when many people thought Ling Xiao was doomed, Ling Xiao moved.

His body seemed to transform into a wild bull, directly charging into Ling Chong's embrace.

Ling Chong didn't realize what was happening, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Strike the snake at its vital point!

Although Ling Xiao used a basic martial technique, he hit Ling Chong's weakness, making his powerful palm a joke.

What happened?

Why did Ling Chong fly out?

Because Ling Xiao's movement was too fast, they couldn't even see what happened.

"My ribs!"

Ling Chong, lying on the ground, screamed in pain.

"I said, whoever hurts my grandfather will not be forgiven. You wanted to defeat me with one strike, so I defeated you with one move!"

Despite feeling nervous and excited, and even doubting if it was real, Ling Xiao, who grew up among beggars, showed a more mature attitude.

He knew why he had defeated Ling Chong.

The analysis and practice of the River and Mountain Martial Spirit, combined with his hard work, led to today's outcome.

However, what puzzled him was that at the moment of his attack, he felt his body transform into a gust of wind?

The speed was much faster than usual!

Could this be another effect of the River and Mountain Martial Spirit?

"Ling Chong lost, my God, did I see that right?"

"He really lost, and his ribs were broken!"

"What happened to Ling Xiao just now? Was the wild bull's strength that powerful?"

The scene was already in an uproar, as they were shocked that the completely underestimated Ling Xiao had severely injured Ling Chong with one move.

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"Ling Xiao, you are too ruthless. I didn't use my full strength, but you wanted to take my life!"

Compared to the pain of his broken ribs, Ling Chong seemed more concerned about his dignity, so he lied, saying something completely unreasonable.

However, this completely unreasonable reason actually had supporters.

"No wonder I said Ling Xiao could win. It turns out Ling Chong held back. This Ling Xiao is too ungrateful!"

A Ling family disciple in the crowd said with deep conviction.

Ling Chong lost, but in their view, he represented the main family disciples, and this embarrassing defeat was a humiliation to the entire main family.

"Held back?"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but sneer. According to the analysis and practice in the River and Mountain Map, Ling Chong's palm was aimed to crush him. The idea of holding back was pure nonsense!