"The day of the Large Competition will be the time for you and me to compete!"
Ling Xiao threw down a sentence and turned around to enter the library.
Even if he had a glib tongue, if he lost the Large Competition, it would be meaningless.
Therefore, he didn't want to bicker. It was better to seize the time to increase his strength and defeat Ling Feng in one fell swoop. That would be even more glorious than winning with words.
"Hehe, Big Brother Ling Feng, that little beggar seems to look down on you."
Ling Yu said with a grin. Her words had a hint of sowing discord.
"Don't worry, on the day of the Large Competition, I'll take care of him."
Ling Feng was actually very disdainful of Ling Xiao's words.
In his heart, Ling Xiao was just an appetizer. It was okay to warm up, but he wasn't worthy of being his opponent.
At most, in half a month's time, could Ling Xiao really advance to the third level of the Martial Vein?
Even if he could do it, just in the Elite Hall, there were no less than sixty to seventy disciples at the third level of the Martial Vein. He, Ling Feng, was only ranked tenth in the Elite Hall.
Not to mention, above the Elite Hall was the Genius Hall. The disciples there were even more monsters.
Ling Feng's opponents were the top ten of the Elite Hall, which was also the monsters of the Genius Hall. His goal was to enter the Genius Hall from the Elite Hall!
Not to compete with an unrated disciple who couldn't even enter the Elite Hall.
"Hehe, maybe it won't be Big Brother Ling Feng's turn. At that time, I'll make him kneel and beg for mercy."
Ling Yu giggled. Then, the handsome man and beautiful woman left the library under the envious and jealous gazes of the crowd.
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Ling Xiao had already entered the library, but he was still a little nervous.
After all, it was his first time.
On the first floor of the library, there was only one room. There was no library.
This was the place where the library's guards lived.
The guards were usually the top experts of the family, elders, or the son of the patriarch.
The person on duty today was a middle-aged man around thirty-five years old.
"Ling Xiao? Hehe, you're very good. No wonder you could injure my son. So you've broken through. "
That's right, the person on duty today was Ling Chong's father, the ninth son of the patriarch. People called him Ninth Master.
"Master Ninth Master, disciple came today to observe martial arts!"
Ling Xiao knew that Master Ninth Master was terrifyingly strong. He was definitely above the fourth level of the Martial Vein!
This was because the Mountain and River Martial Spirit displayed Lord Jiu. Although there was no detailed data, a red warning appeared.
Master ninth Master ninth Master's's.
Master Ling's Master's, Ninth Master's Master, Ninth Master's Master, Ninth Master to kill him...
But if he was really chased out, he would definitely die a horrible death.
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Jiu Ye sneered, "I'm not afraid to say it directly. I will not let the matter of you injuring my son go. Now that you are still a disciple of the Ling Clan, it is not good for me to make a move. However, you better not get chased out, or you will die without a doubt.
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"Disciple understands." Ling Xiao nodded and replied. He naturally understood this principle.
"It's good that you know. You're a foreign disciple who came in through the examination, so your treatment is naturally not as good as the disciples of the clan. There are some things that I have to tell you in advance so that you don't break the rules."
Ninth Master realized that he didn't scare Ling Xiao. He couldn't help but reveal a playful smile as he spoke.
When Ling Xiao heard this, he was slightly angered. There was no such rule in the clan. Ninth Master was clearly using his position to take revenge!
But he had no choice. He wasn't strong enough, so he could only endure it. Bargaining was meaningless and would only cause him to become a joke.
"Ninth Master, please speak." He said indifferently.
Ninth Master chuckled and said, "As a foreign disciple, you can only enter the second level and choose at most two martial arts. There are no restrictions on middle or low level martial arts. Whether you can choose a middle level martial art or not depends on your eyesight and fortune. You have two hours to choose, and after you choose, you can hold it for twenty days. Do you understand?"
When Ling Xiao heard this, he was furious.
Before he came, he had already inquired. As long as one was a disciple of the Ling Clan, no matter if they were from the clan or not, they could choose at least four martial arts at once. The time for choosing was six hours, and the time for cultivating outside could reach four months!
Wasn't this gap a little too big?
But even though he was furious, he was helpless. He could only grit his teeth and nod. "This disciple understands."
Of course, he understood that the injustice he suffered today would be returned tenfold or a hundredfold in the future!
"It's good that you understand. Hurry up and go."
Ninth Master's mouth revealed a trace of disdain. You have to look at the master before beating a dog. You dare to hurt my son. Although I can't kill you because of the clan rules, I can force you out of the Ling Clan.
Ling Xiao took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He lifted his feet and walked up the stairs to the second level.
The Library Pavilion was the place where the Ling Clan's martial arts classics were stored. It was an important place for the Ling Clan!
This represented the accumulation and glory of a large clan!
Ordinary small clans simply didn't have such a place. This was the difference. The larger the clan, the deeper the foundation, the more martial arts classics they would have, and the higher the quality.
The Ling Clan's Library Pavilion was divided into four levels.
The first level was where the guards lived.
The second level was where the basic martial arts, low level martial arts, and middle level martial arts were stored. Of course, the number of low level martial arts took up the majority. There were also many basic martial arts, and it was said that there were only twenty middle level martial arts. The probability of choosing one was very low.
The third level had a large number of middle level martial arts, a certain number of high level martial arts, and a small number of top level martial arts.
To enter the third level of the Library Pavilion, one had to be at least a fourth level Martial Vein Martial Disciple.
The fourth level was said to have mostly top level martial arts. There were also some confidential documents of the Ling Clan, and a few martial arts classics that were said to have broken away from the secular world.
Of course, these were all rumors between disciples. It was hard to say whether they were true or not.
Of course, the rules were set by people. If you were a member of the clan, if you had a backer, or if you had extraordinary talent, then many of the rules could actually be used against you.
This was also the reason why Ling Chong could learn high level martial arts, and Ling Xiao could only learn basic martial arts.
For Ling Xiao, this opportunity was really hard to come by. He had to choose carefully and try his best to choose a middle level martial art.
When he entered the second level, Ling Xiao found that there were already people inside.
But no one even looked up at him. Although these people had six hours to choose, it was not an easy task to choose a middle level martial art from thousands of martial arts manuals.
No one wanted to waste time.
Ling Xiao naturally did not want to, because his time was more precious than these people. He only had two hours.
So he was only stunned for a moment, and then set his eyes on the bookshelf.
As one of the four major clans of Tianfeng City, the Ling Clan indeed had a deep heritage. It would be impossible to go through these thousands of martial arts manuals one by one without six to eight hours.
Ling Jiu, that guy, is obviously trying to make things difficult for me!
"Breaking Stele Palm, Blazing Fist, Thirteen Swords of Tianfeng, Windy Leaf Steps, Crimson Sun Art …"
Starting from the first book in the first row, Ling Xiao was dazzled. It was really difficult to distinguish the level of these martial arts manuals just by looking at a few pages.
It was too difficult!
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