"Shu Shan Fist 2nd Edition, Seeking Collection"

  "Wow!"

  Looking at Lingfeng being defeated by a series of palms on the stage, there was a moment of silence both on and off the stage, followed by an outburst of intense cheers.

  "Ling Feng actually lost! And he lost so thoroughly!"

  "Lingyun, who had just become a Qi Tongbing Soul, was defeated by Lingfeng so cleanly and neatly!"

  "Grass, Ling Feng is really too useless!"

  "The most important point, you haven't discovered yet! Ling Yun versus Ling Feng, from start to finish, he never used the Soul of the Soldier!"

  Finally, a sect disciple discovered the most important thing, that is, the trial between Lingyun and Lingfeng, from start to finish, Lingyun never used his own martial soul.

  "Right! Lingyun didn't use his own martial soul and still defeated Lingfeng, who was in the second stage of the Forging Hammers realm!"

  "What exactly is Lingyun's military soul?!"

  Lingyun was so overbearing that if he didn't use it, the second-level Lingfeng of the Refining Soldier Realm would be defeated, causing many disciples to begin doubting his soldier soul level.

  On the VIP seat, looking at Ling Feng who was defeated miserably, the master of the Ling family, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a cold light, "When did that good-for-nothing Ling Yun become so strong? He defeated Wind without using his Martial Soul!"

  "This is going to be trouble!"

  Ling Xiao felt uneasy in her heart.

  "Ling family head, it seems the result is not so good?" Beside Ling Xiao, Zhang Lei, the family head of the sixth-ranked Zhang family from Hanshui, chuckled and said to him.

  "Hmph!" Hearing Zhang Jia's sarcastic remark, Ling Xiao let out a cold snort and said disdainfully: "What's the hurry? This is just the beginning. Do you think my son can lose so easily?"

  As he spoke, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at Ling Yun on the trial platform.

  ……

  "Haha, Lingyun Shidi has become so powerful! Just now, those few palms were surging with momentum, definitely not ordinary footwork!" Below the dueling platform, Feng Erdao's eyes shone brightly, and Lingyun simply defeated Lingfeng with a few simple palms, making his heart extremely excited.

  "Ah! Lingyun has also worked hard during this period!"

  Li Ke nodded, the Wild Wind Slap and his own Thunderclap had a similar effect, with great power.

  However, Lingyun's detection of the soldier's soul was only for a short six days. Even if Lingyun started practicing the Crazy Wind Storm Palm on that day, it would not be possible to exert such power in just six days. This can only explain that Lingyun's cultivation for these six days must have been extremely hard, and not at all inferior to Feng Erdao.

  "Good! Ling Yun, this kid, not only has a high level of martial soul, but also knows how to endure hardship. With the cultivation of the low-grade Xuan-level body method 'Fierce Wind Violent Palm' for just six short days, he can already exert such power. Not bad, very good!"

  His gaze had been fixed on Lingyun's Taishang elder, and although he had mentally prepared himself, he was still shocked by the extreme measures taken by Lingyun. For these six days, he had accompanied Lingyun, watching him practice his Windstorm Palm day and night after promising not to use his Bing Soul in the competition, ultimately leading to today's victory.

  ……

  On the field, looking at Ling Feng who was lying on the ground with blood in his mouth, a hint of coldness flashed through Ling Yun's eyes.

  Standing with hands hanging down, on her clear and delicate face, there was only calmness, not a single hint of complacency due to defeating Ling Feng.

  Lying on the platform, with fresh blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly flashed a cold light as soon as he heard Ling Yun say "you lost".

  "I didn't lose! The one who lost is you! And the one who's rolling on the ground is also you!"

  Wow!

  In a loud shout, Ling Feng's body suddenly straightened up, his right hand swiftly pulled out a blood-red pill from his bosom and stuffed it into his mouth.

  As soon as the crimson pill entered his mouth, Ling Feng's face instantly turned bright red.

  "Hoo-hoo!"

  Ling Feng's body shook, and the originally weak power of the divine soldier suddenly became extremely sharp, with an aura that was even more surging and turbulent. Without moving, he shook off the dust on the ground, which swirled around him in a whirlwind dance.

  "Lingyun, you're dead for sure!"

  In his blood-red eyes, there was only endless slaughter. Ling Feng faced Ling Yun and coldly shouted.

  Suddenly, Lingfeng's figure transformed into a virtual shadow and burst out violently. Wherever his feet stepped, dust flew up, and the power of the divine sword shot out sharply. "Brush!" A flash of blood light, and another red long knife condensed in Lingfeng's hand, only this time the red long knife was even sharper than before.

  His eyes fixed on Lingyun who was getting closer and closer, the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth dyed his face with a ferocious complexion, like an evil spirit.

  "Violent Soldier Dan!"

  The sudden change of events caused Li Ke and the Taishang Elder's faces to suddenly change, but at this time, everything was already too late, because Ling Feng, who had taken the Violent Soldier Pill, had already arrived in front of Ling Yun.

  The elder saw this scene and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

  The winds of change on the field also caused a stir off the field. In the VIP seats, Zhang Jia's family head, Zhang Li, saw Ling Feng's red face and his expression changed slightly. He spoke to Ling Xiao in a low voice: "Ling Family Head is really generous! To drive Ling Yun and his son out of Hanshui, you've paid a heavy price!"

  "Even the violent soldier Dan medicine has been bought!"

  "Bao Bing Dan can increase a warrior's power by one level in an instant, worth 50,000 taels of silver, equivalent to the annual income of your Ling family!"

  "Hmm..." In response to Zhang Lei's words, Ling Xiao merely chuckled twice.

  "Lingyun, you're done for this time!" A cold glint flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes. He had long been filled with hatred towards the father and son duo of Lingyun, but unfortunately, he had never found an opportunity to take revenge.

  On the field, Ling Feng's figure flashed quickly. After taking the Violent Soldier Dan, Ling Feng's power surged in an instant, his hand holding the Black Iron Knife of the Soul Soldier exceptionally sharp, with the red divine soldier's power bursting out between them, and a blood-colored wave of light was emitted.

  "Long live the company!"

  "Brush!"

  The knife in his hand, Ling Feng's eyes turned cold, and he slashed at Ling Yun with a dozen or so knives, the red light of the blade scattering wildly, bringing up a strong gust of wind that enveloped Ling Yun.

  A strong gust of wind blew up Lingyun's raven-black hair, which flew about wildly, revealing a pair of jet-black eyes.

  "Hmmph!"

  Facing the red waves of knives, Lingyun's eyes grew colder. After a low hum in his mind, he stood still on the spot, not retreating half a step. "Hiss!" His right hand transformed into a fist, and his body slightly curved, like a hunting leopard ready to pounce. The muscles on his body were taut like a bowstring. In an instant, facing the red waves of knives, Lingyun's body shot out like an arrow from a crossbow.

  "Surpassing the clouds!"

  Seeing no retreat, Lingyun still chose to face the enemy head-on. Feng Erdao let out a loud and urgent cry, his heart filled with anxiety. However, beside him, Li Ke merely narrowed his eyes slightly, coldly watching the scene unfold.

  "Lin Feng, you're going to die!"

  Not far away, looking at Lingyun who chose to confront him head-on, the Supreme Elder of the Double Blade Sect let out a cold hum, and a chill gleam flashed in his eyes.

  "Crushing Mountain Fist!"

  A deafening roar erupted from his heart, and a strong black light burst forth from Lingyun's fist. Under everyone's shocked gaze, it heavily collided with the dozen or so red knife waves that Lingfeng had sent howling towards him.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  A black fist, with an overwhelmingly strong aura, collided intensely with a red knife wave in mid-air, producing a series of explosive sounds. The red knife wave was shattered into strands by the black light.

  The scene fell silent, at this moment, everyone was speechless.

  "Ah!"

  Lingyun suddenly let out a loud roar, and in the next instant, his right arm burst forth with a series of crackling sounds, as if it was about to shatter mountains and split rocks. With a surge of violent power, he charged forward, "Clang" "Crash!" Two consecutive sounds rang out, and Lingfeng's Black Iron Sword was shattered into pieces by Lingyun's punch.

  The body was like a fallen leaf in a storm, and under countless shocked gazes, it heavily crashed onto the stage.

  "Bang!" It fell to the ground with a loud crash, stirring up clouds of dust everywhere.