A Demon's Path

C35

A rookie representative? Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, Cheng Qian immediately said, "Ling Xiao, you go."

Ling Xiao knew that Cheng Yu was a very strong girl, so she took a glance at Cheng Yu, who was also a representative of the new disciples of the Northern Sisters. "Why don't you go?"

Cheng Yu snappily replied, "If I'm telling you to go, then go! Why are you spouting so much nonsense!"

Ling Xiao shrugged her shoulders and walked towards Shen Mingfang in the middle of the arena.

Even though Shen Mingfang had a gentle face like a big sister, all the newbies on the field had heard from their seniors about Shen Mingfang's "glorious past achievements." They all slapped their hands together as if they were suffering from Parkinson's disease from another world.

Looking at Shen Mingfang carelessly throwing a bunch of small pieces of metal into the sky like a magic trick, these guys forgot to use their hands to catch them, causing most of the lots to fall to the ground.

Twenty of them had been received, and Ling Xiao was one of them.

Everyone was staring at the twenty different rookie representatives. They were all elites of their various factions, so no one would be surprised by their calmness.

Of course, the Changyuan Sect's Qian Hai had also managed to catch one. This somewhat surprised him.

Shen Mingfang smiled slightly. She had a rough idea of the outcome of this year's Rookie Competition. She wasn't the only one who could feel it. Those people with discerning eyes were either happy or worried. Their expressions were completely different.

Those rookies who were slow on the uptake picked up their lot from the ground, and then curiously waited for Shen Mingfang's next order.

Shen Mingfang nodded her head and stretched out her copper like hand and snapped her fingers. Immediately, the lots in everyone's hands turned into streaks of golden light, flying towards a white layer of light in the sky.

Not long after, the golden names of the various sects appeared on the white light layer.

It was the first time that everyone had seen such a move and could not help but exclaim, "What a beautiful move!"

The layman watched the commotion while the expert watched the flow. Those disciples whose cultivations were not high enough were only surprised by the magnificence of this move. The various sect leaders were all impressed: Shen Mingfang is indeed a Violet Rank Divine Soul Master, a powerful expert of this world. Just the spiritual force that Shen Mingfang required was enough to make many Cultivating Soul Masters feel inferior. Furthermore, Shen Mingfang was only a Soul Master who focused on cultivation.

Perhaps, only the City Lord of Tianjiang City, Li Xuanyi, who was proficient in Mental Energy, could compare with Shen Mingfang.

Ling Xiao stared intently at the white light in the sky as she looked at the name of the sect she was from. He helplessly discovered that he was actually in the same group as the Changyuan sect.

There was no need for Cheng Qian Tai to say that Ling Xiao knew. He was probably going to join hands with Qian Hai this time.

The so-called three-man team only consisted of him and Cheng Yu. They did not have enough people, so they had to pull another team to participate in the group battle.

Ling Xiao subconsciously glanced at Qian Hai and realized that he was also using his beast-like eyes to look at him. "I know that it was most likely you who did it a few days ago. I will naturally seek your revenge." "After the team battle, I hope to meet you, but now, I want to join hands with you. I hope that you can be as focused as me and go all out to fight your way out."

Ling Xiao walked in front of Qian Hai and looked him straight in the eyes. With a faint smile, she said, "Of course, why not? "There are no eternal enemies, only eternal benefits."

"Alright, please go back and organize your respective groups. Afterwards, report the number of people in your groups to the sect." Shen Mingfang's bright voice echoed in the open space. Everyone could clearly hear her, but it was not too ear-piercing.

Ling Xiao and Qian Hai returned to their respective teams together. Cheng Yu stood up and looked coldly at Qian Hai. "I will work together with you to charge out of the group battle. However, it would be best if I meet you during the knock-out tournament."

Ling Xiao gave a wry smile. These two fellows were the same type of people in this aspect. No wonder Cheng Yu had such a good first impression of Qian Hai.

In less than a stick of incense's time, Shen Mingfang had regrouped all the sects into groups. Ling Xiao, Cheng Yu and Qian Hai had to face another three-man team — the combination of the Iron Sand Sect and the Copper Legs Gang.

"Master, what do we need to pay attention to?" Ling Xiao's first thought was to probe for the opponent's background from Cheng Qian Tai. Although Ling Xiao did not think that the opponent would pose any threat to her, she did not think that it was possible. However, if she could easily defeat her opponent, Ling Xiao definitely would not be able to do so.

Qian Guike nodded with satisfaction. "What a meticulous young man."

There was a trace of pride in Cheng Qian Tai's eyes. "With a disciple like that, what else can I ask for?"

However, Cheng Qiantai still introduced the two sects to Ling Xiao in a serious manner, "Ironsand Gate is known for their iron palms. Their hands are their greatest weapons. Do not meet their palms head on, and even more so, do not let their palms touch you."

After a pause, Cheng Qian Tai continued, "The Copper Legs are experts in leg attacks. Their legs are as thick as two iron rods. If they hit them, they might lose their fighting strength in a serious situation."

"Using your own hands and feet as weapons? These two sects are definitely compatible with each other. " Ling Xiao felt somewhat reassured as she said confidently, "Don't worry, Master. They are not our match."

Cheng Qiantai discovered that Ling Xiao had been full of confidence recently and could not help but find it strange. "Master believes in your abilities. However, it's best to be careful."

Ling Xiao nodded her head with a smile, but her mind was already filled with that petite figure.

Let's fight. Let's have a good fight with someone else and vent our emotions. Maybe we can forget about Tang Ying for the time being.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Shen Mingfang said loudly: "Alright, the location has been decided. All new disciples from the various sects, please enter the arena."

Everyone gave another round of praise for this year's Rookie Competition: the empty ground was separated by an array by Shen Mingfang, with an average of a hundred small fields. The knowledgeable Sect Leader and the Elders of the Falling Wind Valley could tell at a glance that although these arenas seemed to be transparent, as long as one entered, the new disciples would not be able to see or hear the situation outside. The sealing effect was extremely good.

Ling Xiao and the other two people were assigned to the perimeter of the circular field, which was very close to the Northern Sisters. This was also within their expectations. For a sect like them, which no one thought highly of, a good spot in the middle of the stage that was convenient for everyone to see was naturally not theirs.

Ling Xiao was very satisfied with this arrangement. The more no one was paying attention to him, the better his performance would be.

As soon as the three entered the arena, they saw the three already standing, looking at them fiercely. One of them, a guy with a face full of pockmarks, said fiercely: "Give up wisely, otherwise, if you get crippled later on, don't blame me for being too ruthless!"

Ling Xiao shook her head helplessly. Why are there so many narcissistic people these days?

With his pockmarked face, he dared to call himself this Young Master in front of the pretty boy Qian Hai? With that little ability of his, he dared to ask her to forfeit? What an eyeless narcissist.

Ling Xiaoping stretched out his palm and hooked it with his four fingers. "Bring the pig over."

The pockmarks angrily roared: "You're courting death! Da Zhu, Xiao Zhu, come up together! "

With that said, a pair of metallic palms struck at Ling Xiao. The other fellows called Da Zhu and Xiao Zhu swung their legs, which were as thick as a pig's leg, towards Cheng Yu and Qian Hai.

Upon hearing the pockmarked pig calling Little Pig, Ling Xiao nearly died from laughter. "Sure enough, you're here to feed the pig, haha!" As she teased her opponent, Ling Xiao's actions were not slow. Just as her palms were about to hit her face, she charged at her opponent and punched.

"Match fists with me? What a fool! " Ma Zi was overjoyed and the strength in his hands increased by a bit. He wanted to hit the target with his attack and cripple that brat who dared to look down on him.

"Alright, it's done!" The pockmark's palms were just a few centimeters away from Ling Xiao's single punch. Ling Xiao's arm had even been smashed into smithereens by him.

At this moment, pockmarked suddenly realized that a sneer was hanging on Ling Xiao's face, causing his heart to shudder involuntarily. By the time he had realized that Ling Xiao had more tricks up her sleeve, Ling Xiao's figure had already disappeared in front of him.

What a good technique to shrink the ground into an inch!

The pockmark said in shock, "What is going on … "Wah!"

The back of the pockmark suffered a firm punch from Ling Xiao. It immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and lost its balance in an instant. It fell forward onto the ground.

Ling Xiao did not stop because of her opponent's fall. Instead, she charged forward without any hesitation and viciously stomped her feet a few times towards the ground. She stomped until she could only anger him to the point of no return.

When the sects near Ling Xiao saw this scene, their eyes nearly popped out. Where did this fellow have the demeanor of a soul master? How was this a rookie competition? This was clearly a street fight between rascals!

Looking at Ling Xiao's' divine prowess', the few remaining disciples of the Northern Immortal Sect and Changyuan Sect temporarily forgot about their fellow sect members' deaths and sniggered at Ling Xiao's fighting style. Qian Guike chuckled as well. "Martial Nephew Ling has quite the character."

"Ahem..." Cheng Qiantai coughed dryly and pretended not to hear Qian Guike's words. Madam Cheng pursed her lips into a smile and said, "Xiao'er has done quite well."

Cheng Qian Tai no longer looked at Ling Xiao as he went crazy and shifted his gaze to his daughter and Qian Hai.

The speed at which Ling Xiao took care of the pockmarks was very fast, but Qian Hai and Cheng Yu appeared to have their hands and feet tied. Their legs were like heavy iron pillars, and they were swinging very fast. Even though Qian Hai and Cheng Yu had gone through a life-and-death battle, they still had no way to fight back against these two men's powerful attacks.

"Ling Xiao, quickly come over and help!" Cheng Yu knew that Ling Xiao had settled the battle and hurriedly shouted.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao stood to the side with her arms crossed and said casually, "The first battle requires the help of someone. What about the battle after that?"

Qian Hai's eyes were bloodshot, "Ling Xiao, I understand what you mean! Even if I am defeated in this battle, you don't need to do anything! "

Cheng Yu also came to a realization: this Ling Xiao was tempering herself!

Since that was the case, he couldn't let that bastard get a good look at him!

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