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Hearing this, Lin Hu immediately turned around and walked off the stage towards the outer sect disciples.
Lin Nantian also sat down and smiled at Lin Caixuan, who was standing to the side. Lin Caixuan also let out a smile.
During this time, Lin Caixuan secretly observed Lin Hua to see if she could observe him. When she realized that there was nothing, the corner of her mouth curled up slightly.
When the outer sect disciples, who had been mocking him earlier, saw Lin Hua, they immediately moved out of the way and looked at him with reverence.
"Over here, Brother Lin Zu!"
The voice came from Little Tiger, waving both his arms, showing his white teeth, as he shouted at Lin Hua.
Seeing Little Tiger, Lin Hu immediately walked up, looking at the expression on the man's face, Lin Hu knew that Little Tiger must be extremely sad.
He did not say much, but patted Xiaohu on the shoulder and they sat down together.
"Little Tiger, cultivate well and take revenge for your mother in the future!"
Upon hearing these words, Xiaohu lowered his head with a look of silence, before solemnly nodding his head to Lin Hu's side.
Thinking about how Xiao Hu's mother's health had just improved and yet she was met with such a misfortune, Lin Hua sighed. Looking at Xiao Hu's determined expression, he nodded his head in satisfaction.
After resting for about two hours, a figure appeared on the stage. The Lin Clan disciples sitting cross-legged had their eyes closed once again as they stared excitedly at the stage.
Every year during the family gathering, the core disciples would compete for the inner court spots with incomparable intensity.
Because there were only three spots out of a hundred people, the core disciples had to fight for these two spots with all their might.
Regardless of the martial arts that a core disciple practiced, their mental cultivation method would always be higher than an outer disciple's.
This would also allow the disciples of the Lin Clan to enjoy their eyes, hence, this was also the time when they would be the most excited.
"Next, we will begin the martial arts practice. The number one cultivator is the Psionic Fate Pills, the Heaven Origin Pill, the Martial Qi Pill, fifty of them, and the Martial Qi Stone at three thousand."
"The second is two thousand martial energy stones."
"Third person, 1000 pieces of martial energy stones."
The reward for first place was a huge distance away from second or third place.
The only advantage was that after winning two matches in a row, he could step down from the stage to rest and wait for the next challenge.
However, Lin Hu's worry was clearly unnecessary in a place like the Lin Clan's Zong Residence.
Soon, someone went up. It was none other than Lin Nantian. As he leapt up to give it a try, there were five people who simultaneously ascended the stage.
"Senior Lin Yu, let the five of them come together."
Lin Yu glanced at Lin Nan Tian on the stage, then looked at the five people on stage. Then, he nodded, but his eyes were filled with disdain.
Just as Lin Hu was surprised that Lin Nantian had grown up, the next scene made his mouth twitch.
The match had not even been three minutes when Lin Nantian sent five people flying. The act he was putting on didn't seem like it at all. The five people were clearly not putting in any effort, and were completely acting out their own actions.
"Lin Nantian defeated five people at the same time and advanced to the next round."
Along with the announcement, the audience went into an uproar.
"As expected of Senior-apprentice Brother Lin Nantian. He actually managed to send five people flying with one punch. Isn't he at the consummate stage of the Three Step Inch Fist?"
"Of course, Senior Apprentice Brother Lin is my idol!"
"Senior brother Lin Nantian is so cool, I love him so much!" Some young ladies revealed looks of admiration, causing Lin Hua to choose to sit cross-legged and ignore them.
In his opinion, those five martial artists had given up on the fight and were willing to become a part of the show. They had already lost the most basic of a martial artist's heart, and he was somewhat sad for these people.
He was not in a hurry to get on the stage. Instead, he quietly watched from the sidelines.
Just like Lin Nantian, the five people on stage were simultaneously sent flying. Under the satisfied gazes of everyone, they walked off the stage with their chests puffed out.
During this period of time, she noticed that Lin Yuan had kept his eyes closed the whole time, not even looking at her. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she was obviously very dissatisfied.
"Hey, Lin Rou!"
A young lady ran up onto the stage, smiled at Lin Hua, and began to fight.
It had to be said that this young girl was a genius. However, a martial artist's seventh level cultivation was not enough. She was many years younger than the core disciples, so even after winning a match, she still lost.
However, the young girl was very happy and nodded her head in satisfaction. She walked off the stage and threatened to enter the inner sect next year.
No one denied Lin Rou's words because the previous victory had surpassed her opponent by a whole stage.
There were a few people who were familiar with Lin Hu. Lin Yu'er didn't have a good impression of her, but he still remembered the time when she told him to run away.
Thus, when he was defeated, Lin Hu nodded to her, causing the young girl's face to turn slightly red as she ran down the stage.
Since the beginning of the martial arts competition, there were already more than a dozen disciples of the Lin Clan eliminated. However, he was not in a hurry, so he slowly waited.
He noticed that there was not a single member of the Lin Clan who had won consecutively, but a figure had caught his attention.
Lin Wushuang was the only one among the core disciples who could make his blood boil.
Lin Wushuang only focused on cultivation. She did not care about power, and remained silent.
On the martial stage, he did not say much and calmly stood there.
Black hair like ink, like a waterfall, draped over the shoulder, eyebrows like swords, eyes like stars, a high nose bridge, bronze skin, three-dimensional features, heroic and threatening.
He stood quietly on the stage, waiting for someone to challenge him. He did not hide his level of cultivation as a level eight Fighter.
"Lin Wushuang, I will fight with you today."
A half-naked man walked towards Lin Wushuang who was on the stage.
The cultivation base of this man at Stage Nine was no different from the one Lin Hua had revealed.
Facing the provocation from the burly man, Lin Wushuang nodded her head and instantly used Wind Stepping Steps to send the burly man flying before he could even regain his senses.
"Very quickly!"
Although many people did not see it clearly, but it was a punch that belonged to Lin Wushuang.
The Wind Stepping Steps instantly took at least seventeen steps, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to the big man.
The last three steps of his punches were filled with the condensed martial energy. Together with the Wind Stepping Steps, all the movements were completed in an instant.
After a moment of careful consideration, Lin Wushuang's movements seemed to have reached the Great Perfection Stage.
He did not know if he had learnt any weapon martial arts, but after looking at Lin Wushuang who was standing on the stage, he closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged.
Lin Wushuang, Lin Nantian, and Lin Caixuan had all entered the second round of the competition after five consecutive victories.
It was already early in the morning of the next day, and there were already more than fifty people who had been eliminated one after another.
However, during this period of time, a few more people had appeared who had won five rounds in a row. During this period of time, there were Lin Yue and Lin Mei, and there were roughly seven of them.
These seven people were not as easily victorious as Lin Wushuang. Instead, they had gone through tough battles.
However, to be able to withstand the consumption of their martial energy and take turns fighting against the five of them, their strength was definitely not weak at all.
Other than these seven people, the rest of the Lin Family disciples would step down after two consecutive victories to rest and recharge their strength.
If they didn't have a certain level of confidence in their own strength, most people would choose to do so.
The first round of the core disciples of the Lin Clan would not go all out.
Thus, those that were relatively stronger on the stage would give up and wait for their turn on stage.
However, some of the younger core disciples who managed to meet the criteria for becoming a core disciple would go up to challenge them. This could also be considered a form of training.
Time was flowing like water. The morning mist dispersed, accompanied by shouts from the martial stage. Eighty core disciples had already been eliminated.
During this period of time, those who had won more than two matches were not eliminated, but rather, another semifinals was held, competing against the other participants who had eliminated two matches in a row.
Looking at the figures of the core disciples who were bandaging their wounds, Lin Hu opened his eyes and looked towards the martial stage.
At this point, the person on the stage had already won three rounds consecutively. From the looks of it, he was at Stage Nine Martial Disciple.
However, he didn't have the intention to step down from the stage. He was still waiting for someone's challenge.
There were quite a few powerful figures below who had chosen not to challenge him.
Lin Hu leapt up onto the stage and looked at the person in front of him, "Do you want to rest?"
The battle between Lin Hu and Lin He was witnessed by him. Seeing Lin Hu coming up on stage, he immediately took a few steps back, "Yes, I need to rest."
Upon seeing this, Lin Hu was slightly taken aback, but soon after, he also felt relieved.
A person's name was the shadow of a tree. In the battle with Lin He, it was likely that he had already become one of the core disciples.
"Looks like I've already gotten rid of the title of 'trash'." Lin Hu stroked his chin and said with a smile.
As Lin Hua went up on stage, the core disciples were all silent. Lin He's defeat caused them to not dare to step forward.
The awkward situation he had expected finally appeared. He stood alone on the stage for a long time without anyone challenging him.
"Senior Lin Yu, how can it be if no one dares to challenge us!"
"There will always be people, don't worry."
Since the referee on the clan's martial stage had already said so, he might as well close his eyes and wait for the challenge.
A young man wearing shabby clothes was quietly sitting on the stage. None of the core disciples dared to accept the challenge. This scene made many young girls' eyes shine.
"This is the true expert in my heart. He's unrestrained and unrestrained."
"Look at him, he's not affected by the gorgeous clothes worn by the core disciples, he looks just like the legendary peerless hero."
"I also want to have a piece of clothing like that. How handsome."
"Come on, you're not an expert. You're not qualified to wear those clothes."
"What's wrong? I just like it, I can't do it!"
The chattering of the young ladies caused Lin Hua's eyebrows to twitch.
It was obvious that his clothes were worn out from cultivating. In order to attend the gathering, he didn't have the time to change his clothes.
From the trash from before to the expert in the young girl's heart, Lin Hu could only shake his head helplessly.
Lin Yu was right, there would eventually be someone who would challenge him. Seeing the young lady in front of him, Lin Hu was stunned.
The young girl was 10 years old and was a martial artist at Stage Six. Because of her talent in cultivation, she was selected to be a core disciple.
Looking at Lin Hua, the ten-year-old girl tiptoed nervously. She held a beautiful long sword in her hands, not daring to look into his eyes.
Seeing the young girl walk over with her head lowered, Lin Hua faintly smiled. Every year, the new members of the clan would come looking for experience.
"Senior Apprentice Brother Lin Hua, please, please advise!"
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The young girl slowly took out her sword and pursed her lips. Her pair of large watery eyes gradually turned resolute from her previous nervousness.
Seeing the girl's expression slowly change, Lin Hua nodded his head. "Please!"