Rise Against Desperation

"What a strong aura, as expected of the senior brother who made the final appearance!"    

"Although senior brother Lin Nan Tian is handsome, his Raging Tide Spear Technique can be said to be incomparably tyrannical and free."    

"Lin Nan Tian?    

When he was 12 years old, Lin Nantian had become brothers with him. When he was training in the Spirit Beast Mountain Range, Lin Hua suspected that he was the one who crippled his meridians.    

Looking at Lin Nantian, Lin Chu found another target to take revenge on, Lin Hua's son, Lin Nantian.    

Seeing Lin Caixuan and Lin Nantian sitting down together, the dubious look in his eyes made him smile faintly. What a pair.    

The only person that the current him valued was a silent figure. From the beginning to the end, his eyes were still closed, as if he had fallen asleep.    

However, at this time, he also realized something. He didn't seem to be practicing any weapon martial skills. Just using the Eight Trigrams Disorderly Fist and the Dragon Power made him feel like he had suffered a little loss.    

As for the Knifescar fellow, Lin Hu didn't pay much attention to him after he glanced at him. He was only 17 or 18 years old, and had yet to break through to martial artist 10. In his eyes, his talent was average.    

On the other hand, the current him didn't need to be afraid of people below the Martial Spirit Realm, because he was an Extreme Realm warrior, unless he met someone like him.    

The seats for the core disciples had already been filled. Now, what was waiting for was a figure missing from the top section.    

There were three rows of people at the bottom of Lin Hua's body. There was a long beard growing under his thin and long cheeks. Occasionally, he would stroke it as a habit.    

Under his long and narrow eyes, an aquiline nose was raised. It was Lin Nan Tian's father, Lin Hua. Lin Hu glanced at him for a moment before turning his head away, concealing his anger within his heart.    

At this moment, it was as if the Heaven and Earth Martial Qi had been suppressed. A mountain-like figure descended from the sky, landing on a seat directly above.    

As they gazed upon the silhouettes seated above, all of them stood up, their eyes filled with reverence as they stared at this figure. The person who had arrived was none other than the clan lord of the Lin Clan, Lin Shan.    

His arrival meant that the Martial Arts Competition would be held.    

"Where is Little Tiger!?"    

Looking at the dense crowd of janitorial disciples around him, Lin Hu's brows slightly raised, it was really hard to find them.    

Even with their keen senses, these thousand odd service disciples were packed together, making it a bit difficult.    

Lin Shan's skin was a bronze color. He wore a tall and sturdy white robe that covered his entire body. His long hair draped over his shoulders and his eyes emitted a mighty aura. This was the might of a third level Martial King.    

If a martial artist intentionally released this pressure, they would not be able to withstand it and spit out blood.    

This was one of the most powerful experts that Lin Hu had ever seen. Thus, he secretly sized up Lin Shan for a long time.    

His eyes were bright, his nose bridge straight and thick, his hip slightly flattened as he scanned the dense crowd of Lin Clan disciples below.    

"The strength of the Lin Family will not allow you to grow. I will now announce the official opening of the family gathering in the name of the clan leader."    

His voice was filled with martial intent as it echoed throughout the arena.    

Lin Hua immediately clapped his hands and waited for the martial arts practice to begin.    

At this time, an old man walked out from above. From the looks of it, he was a Martial Spirit Realm expert. He bent his waist and began to announce the rules of the clan gathering.    

Ten minutes later, the announcement of the rules had been completed. All of the service disciples' eyes were brimming with excitement as they were eager to give it a try.    

"A service disciple can challenge an outer disciple at will. If he wins, he can be promoted to an outer disciple."    

"Aiya, don't even think about it. You, a fighter of Stage Four, went to challenge an outer disciple of Stage Six, and you got off with one punch."    

However, Lin Hu didn't immediately get up, but instead, sized up the people around him.    

In the world of martial cultivation, every person did not want to fall behind, and there would always be a figure that walked out first.    

Looking at the close to a hundred servant disciples walking onto the stage in succession, Lin Hua discovered Little Tiger's figure.    

Looking at Little Tiger's eyes, Lin Ming could feel a hint of red in them. It was obvious that Little Tiger knew about what had happened in Fragrant Sky village.    

Lin Hua didn't immediately rush up, but instead observed quietly.    

"Good, there are actually hundreds of service disciples challenging the outer sect disciples."    

The old man who had read out the rules stroked his beard and nodded his head in satisfaction.    

"I think the outer court disciples will get 100 places as well."    

Following his announcement, the outer sect disciples immediately stood up with a hundred silhouettes. The large martial arts training field was divided into a hundred small areas and was being used for battles at the same time.    

Xiao Hu's cultivation was already at Stage Seven Martial Disciple, so it was rare for a twelve year old to have reached this level.    

Lin Hua was also relieved.    

Sure enough, Little Tiger's opponent did not take eight punches from him before he was defeated, but Little Tiger did not cheer out in joy and instead quietly walked down the stage.    

"That kid is actually a level seven Fighter. Why didn't I find such a good seedling? Judging by his age, he should only be around twelve to thirteen years old, right?"    

The several experts of the Lin Clan up above clearly noticed Xiaohu nodding his head in satisfaction.    

"This child has the talent to enter the core."    

After the patriarch finished his sentence, Xiao Hu was surrounded by many eyes. Then, his eyes shrunk as he realized that he had entered the ranks of the core disciples.    

"However, it needs to be accepted by the core disciples. I wonder which core disciple is willing to come out and give some pointers?"    

Hearing these words, Lin Hu frowned. Sure enough, a figure appeared on the side of the core disciples.    

Normally, this kind of situation would only take a few steps, but after encountering this person, the one who wanted to cripple Little Tiger's arm was Lin He.    

"Kid, we meet again."    

Seeing the cruel smile on Lin He's face, Little Tiger did not retreat, but took a firm step up the stage again.    

Seeing that there was no change in Little Tiger's expression, Lin He's face slightly trembled.    

This move obviously infuriated him, and with a leap, he jumped up onto the stage, unleashing the powerful might of a martial artist at Stage Ten.    

"Brat, you angered me, so why don't you just die with that guy called Lin Chu?"    

"Lin Yun is not dead, he will fight you to the death."    

The two's conversation was heard by the figure below.    

"Forest Bud?" That trash Lin Hua from back then? "    

"Haha, that's right, to still dare to fight with Senior-apprentice Brother Lin He in a life and death battle, you must know that Senior-apprentice Brother Lin He's cultivation is at the peak of Stage Ten and he's been immersed in it for many years, I wonder how strong he is."    

These words were also heard by Lin Caixuan and Lin Nantian. Then, Lin Nantian turned to Lin Caixuan and smiled, "Junior Sister Caixuan, is it that Lin Yu?"    

"Don't ask me!" Ye Zichen looked to the side with a complicated look in his eyes.    

Xiao Hu didn't pay attention to the discussions around him as he took on a stance. A fighter of Stage Seven to Stage Ten was originally a losing match and he knew that the person before him would not let him go easily. However, he did not cower.    

"Brat, if you can't pass my test today, don't even think about entering the core disciples. Even if you do, don't think about getting through."    

"You're about to become a dead man in a battle of life and death, why speak so much?"    

Little Tiger spat out these words and immediately took the initiative to attack.    

Lin Hu shook his head. Xiao Hu didn't have any martial arts skills, he only relied on cultivating martial qi to reach Stage Seven. He only had brute force and didn't use it.    

He was exactly the same as he had been when he was twelve years old. He had already guessed the outcome.    

Looking at the incoming Little Tiger, Scar Face revealed a cruel smile.    

"That is the Lin Family's martial art, Wind Stepping Steps, three more steps."    

The scar-face's swift figure was accompanied by a breeze. He took three steps forward with his fist and threw out a superimposed punch, showing the gathering of his martial Qi.    

The last punch landed on Xiaohu's abdomen, causing him to fly 20 meters away before spitting out a mouthful of blood.    

However, the scar-face clearly didn't intend to let Little Tiger go, so he took a step forward and rushed forward.    

Seeing Little Tiger Lin He step on his chest with a cruel expression, "I already said, you can't become a core disciple."    

His actions caused the figures below to reveal expressions of anger. There were also some narrow-minded people that revealed expressions of ridicule.    

These people revealed a mocking expression and were all janitor's or outer sect disciples. Seeing Xiao Hu's success, these people's hearts were filled with jealousy. There were countless people like him in the world of martial cultivation.    

"Lin He, others have already lost their ability to fight, how can you still attack so heavily?"    

Looking at Lin Rou who was talking to the core disciples, Lin Hua was very grateful. At this moment, he tightly clenched his fists. If it wasn't for the rules of the family gathering, he would have rushed up to Lin He and gave him a good beating.    

"Lin Rou, look at that fellow's expression. If he is unwilling to admit defeat, then what should I do?"    

Xiao Hu's eyes were unyielding as blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He clenched his fists, wanting to stand up again, but the difference between a Seventh Stage martial artist and a Tenth Stage martial artist was too great, let alone having actual combat experience.    

This scene caused the chief to raise his eyebrows slightly. He clearly didn't want to see it, but this tradition had been preserved since the ancient times, so he didn't have a choice but to quietly observe.    

"Brat, since you've admitted defeat, I'll let you go."    

Lin Hua and Little Tiger had grown up together and knew Little Tiger's personality. If it were anyone else, he would admit defeat.    

But Lin He was his enemy, he would never give in to his enemy. Lin Hua was also sweating for Little Tiger.    

Lin He frowned and the corner of his mouth curled up. His fist emitted strands of light. This scene reminded Lin Hu of that year.    

Back then, he had used the same move to punch himself fifteen times, causing his meridians to be crippled. He hurriedly circulated his martial energy and shouted at Little Tiger, "Little Tiger, surrender!"    

Upon hearing this voice, Xiaohu's pupils constricted as he raised his right hand, "I admit defeat!"    

However, Scarface didn't stop. He raised his glowing fist and was about to smash down, but a stooped figure flashed and hit him, sending him flying.    

"Lin Family disciples are not allowed to kill each other, even you."    

The old man that announced the rules deeply looked at Lin He, then brought the heavily injured Little Tiger off the stage.    

"It's Senior Lin Yu."    

"I feel like I heard a familiar voice!" Lin He glanced at the servant disciples and sat down.    

Lin He's previous actions had completely angered Lin Hu. Fortunately, the old man was there in time, otherwise, the little tiger's meridians would have been crippled.    

After Xiao Hu's matter came to an end, the service disciple did not continue to challenge the outer sect disciples.    

There were forty out of the one hundred service disciples that had successfully advanced to the outer sect disciples.    

This was already quite a good result, because outer sect disciples could have the means to practice all kinds of cultivation techniques. As for the service disciples, they didn't have such good treatment.    

If it was said that Xiao Hu had become a core disciple from a service disciple, then his name would definitely be spread throughout the whole family meeting, but no matter what, he ended up with a scarred face.