Although he had expected that he would be able to break through after perfecting the Barbaric Bull's Strength, that was only an expectation.
Now that Ling Xiao had personally experienced the destructive power of this violent power, he was extremely excited.
Heaven never bars one's way. He originally thought that it would take him a month to break through to the second level of the Martial Vein.
He didn't expect that he would break through on the third day after obtaining the Mountain River Martial Spirit.
At this rate, his future was limitless.
The Mountain River Diagram changed again. The clouds dispersed a little more, and a family appeared.
However, this family was not human, but one of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, the Demon Ox Clan.
They all had the head of an ox and the body of a human. Their bodies were incomparably strong, and they possessed terrifying strength.
What was the meaning of this?
Ling Xiao was a little confused, but he didn't believe that this was a coincidence. He had just perfected the Barbaric Bull's Strength, and the Demon Ox Clan had appeared in the village. He definitely wouldn't believe that there was no connection.
However, it was useless to think about this kind of thing. Right now, it was better to think about how to face the Ling Clan's annual competition.
This competition was the only chance for an outer sect disciple to stand out!
Through this competition, it was possible to obtain things that could not be obtained normally.
Of course, you had to get a ranking.
The faster one's strength increased, the more ambitious one became.
In the past, Ling Xiao would never have dared to dream of becoming a martial artist above the third level of the Martial Vein, because he felt that it was too far away and unrealistic.
There were nine levels of the Martial Vein, and the first to third levels were the awakening stage. They were also known as the lowest level of martial artists by the secular world.
The best martial artists had the strength of a thousand pounds. They could tear apart tigers and leopards, and their fists could beat wolves and bears. They were already amazing people in the eyes of the secular world.
However, after the fourth level of the Martial Vein, there would be a completely different change.
The fourth to sixth level of the Martial Vein belonged to the Aura Qi stage, and they would receive the official title of "Martial Disciple". The biggest characteristic of this stage was that their True Qi could be transformed into Aura Qi, and they could injure people from a distance.
With Aura Qi, one could do many more things. This was also the goal of countless martial artists.
Many people couldn't achieve it in their lifetime.
But now, Ling Xiao had a strong feeling that he might have the chance to become a Martial Disciple!
This dream was no longer illusory. It had become very real, and he could reach out and grab it...
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While eating, Ling Xiao excitedly told his grandfather the news of him breaking through to the second level of the Martial Vein.
The old man was extremely shocked. After watching Ling Xiao's demonstration, he finally believed it with tears in his eyes.
"Good child. Grandpa will be satisfied even if I die seeing your progress."
"Grandpa, after I participate in the annual competition, I will invite the best doctor to treat you."
He knew that his grandfather's ribs were broken, but he didn't have the money to treat it. His grandfather was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep well at night.
However, the only thing Ling Xiao could do was to improve himself as much as he could. There were many awards for the annual competition, and he could freely choose from them.
Just bear with it a little longer, we'll be there soon.
"Grandpa is fine, don't force yourself too much. Although you have broken through to the second level of the Martial Vein, there are too many warriors with this strength. If you fight too hard, you will be injured."
The old man's thoughts were simple. He didn't want Ling Xiao to get hurt because of him.
However, Ling Xiao's thoughts were also simple. In order to cure his grandfather's injuries, in order to stand out, he had to get a good ranking in this annual competition.
There was still time. Next, he would go to the library to choose a higher level martial arts cultivation method that was suitable for him.
With a better martial arts cultivation method, he believed that his progress would be faster.
The library, as the name implied, was a place where books were stored. Other than some of the Ling family's history books, most of them were martial arts manuals.
After the meal, Ling Xiao impatiently ran to the library. Along the way, there were many people who pointed at him and gossiped about him.
However, he didn't care.
Increasing his strength was better than anything else.
"Little beggar!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out. It was a man and a woman who just happened to come out of the library.
The woman was lively and cute, with a shrewish and coquettish appearance.
The man was valiant and valiant, with a dignified appearance and extraordinary strength.
The one who called Ling Xiao little beggar was the woman. She was also the spoiled young lady who used to bully him and his grandfather.
Later on, because he became a disciple of the Ling family, this woman was very attentive to him. However, after he was unable to break through to the second level of the Martial Vein for a long time.
This woman once again spoke ill of him and threw herself into the arms of the youth beside her.
Ling Xiao really didn't have a good impression of this girl.
So what if she was cute? If her heart was more vicious than a snake or scorpion, then she was rotten on the inside!
"You're the little beggar that little sister Yu spoke of? You actually broke through to the second level of the Martial Vein. Not bad, but among the outer sect disciples, you're considered rather weak. You still have to continue working hard. "
Without waiting for Ling Xiao to respond to Ling Yu, the young man looked at Ling Xiao with a condescending gaze, as if he was a senior.
"Ling Feng, a disciple of the Ling family, at the peak of the third level of the Martial Vein, a disciple of the Ling family's elite hall!"
Ling Xiao looked at Ling Feng. In the past, when he was in front of this person, he only felt inferior and helpless.
But now, he didn't care. It was only the third level of the Martial Vein. He would break through very soon.
"Ling Yu, you've chosen a good man. However, Ling Feng, this woman was able to abandon me like grass. Sooner or later, she will do the same to you."
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
They were both thirteen-year-old children, but he didn't feel that Ling Feng was superior to others.
"Hmph, I don't think sister Yu is wrong. Women like the strong. It has been like this since ancient times."
Ling Feng snorted coldly.
Ling Xiao chuckled: "Are you so confident that I will never catch up or surpass you?"
"Yes!"
Ling Feng said proudly.
"Alright, since that's the case, I won't say anything more. You two can leave now. I still have to go to the library."
"Wait a moment!"
Ling Yu looked at Ling Xiao with a smile and said: "Little beggar, your life is destined. You were born a beggar, and you can only be a beggar for the rest of your life."
"But I'm already a disciple of the Ling Family!"
"It's useless. Sooner or later, you can only be a beggar. If you can't get a ranking in this year's Large Competition, then you won't be able to enter the Elite Hall. If you can't enter the Elite Hall, then you must become a martial artist at the third level of the Martial Vein before the age of fourteen. Can you do it? If you can't do it, then you can only go back to being a beggar. "
Ling Yu said proudly.
"Of course, there's another way, which is to obediently become a servant of the Ling Family. For example, follow my Brother Feng. He can protect you from being bullied by Ling Chong."
Ling Xiao's face revealed a disdainful sneer. Even when he didn't have the Mountain River Martial Spirit.
He had never thought of being someone's servant in the past.
What's more, he was no longer the same as before. What Ling Chong, Ling Feng, they would be trampled under his feet sooner or later. Asking him to be a servant?
What a joke!
"Didn't anyone tell you that Ling Chong was beaten to a sickbed by me?"
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
"Hmph, you're a piece of trash. Ling Chong is also a piece of trash! What's there to talk about in a duel between pieces of trash? "
Suddenly, Ling Feng's words rang out again.
"Trash? The last person who called me trash broke two ribs. I wonder what you'll do? "
Ling Xiao looked at Ling Feng and didn't have any intention of backing down.
"Hahahaha, good! You trash have guts. Don't worry, I won't make a move on you today. Anyway, there's less than half a month until the Large Competition. At that time, I'll let you know that trash is trash, and * * * will always be * * * *! A servant can't climb above the master's head! "
Ling Feng seemed to have heard the world's biggest joke and laughed crazily.
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