In the past, there was no such award as the 'Most Potential Award'. This time, it was specially added for Luo Ping. Because, with his current cultivation speed and his ability to fight above his level, his future was limitless and unpredictable.
However, although Luo Ping's heaven-defying performance this year had unknowingly added a lot of points for his father to compete for the position of Clan Head, it had also attracted the special attention of his uncles. It was believed that his future path would not be smooth.
After resting for a day, the competition between the second generation of the Luo Clan officially began. Although there were only three people, the intensity was not much weaker than the third generation competition.
Although Luo Minglei and Luo Mingshuang were older than Luo Mingzhen by a few years, their cultivation speed was not as fast as the latter, so the difference between the three of them was not that big.
"Second Brother, this year, as usual, let us brothers compete first!"
"No problem, I hope Big Brother will be merciful!"
"Haha, Second Brother, don't worry. If you lose, at most you will be bedridden for a few months. Don't worry too much."
"Then many thanks Big Brother!"
Luo Minglei and Luo Mingshuang both entered the competition grounds at the same time. Before the battle, they were already arguing with words.
"Blood Jade Saber Technique, watch out."
Luo Minglei held the saber in his hand and took the initiative to attack. Because the two of them were both middle stage Great Martial General, their strength was comparable. Whoever took the initiative first would have the advantage.
True Qi gradually condensed on the saber's body. In a moment, it was already half an inch thick. A bloody light flowed, flashing like water waves.
Luo Minglei waved the saber back and forth in front of him, continuously advancing according to a predetermined path. The True Qi on the saber dyed the surrounding air completely blood red.
The specialty of the 'Blood Jade Saber Technique' was that it could obscure the opponent's senses, making it difficult for them to grasp the surrounding movements and make correct judgments.
Moreover, the cultivation method of this saber technique was exceptionally bloody. It required the saber to be soaked in blood all day long. Although it was only the blood of animals, the consumption was immeasurable.
Seeing that the opponent was extremely fast and was getting closer and closer, Luo Mingshuang had already thought of a countermeasure and quickly made a move.
"'Sudden Wind Sword Technique'!"
The saber had already condensed True Qi, but it emitted a blue and white light that was half an inch thick. As Luo Mingshuang waved the saber, the blue and white light rapidly rotated.
"Hu hu hu!"
The treasured sword cut through the air, and the blue-white light stirred in all directions. It actually produced the sound of a violent storm, gradually blowing away the blood-red Qi in front of it.
"Ding ding dang dang!"
In the blink of an eye, the sword and saber had clashed countless times. However, both of them were experienced people, so they would not reveal any openings that would allow the other to discover them.
Therefore, even though they had fought many times, neither of them could do anything to the other. They could only keep increasing their speed, hoping to force the other to panic and reveal an opening.
As the speed at which the swords and sabers clashed became faster and faster, the two of them also continuously changed their positions. They had practically stepped all over the huge courtyard.
In the end, the two of them had no choice but to use their Qing Gong and fly through the air. Their bodies were as light as swallows, constantly drawing the crowd's line of sight closer and farther.
Since Martial Grand Masters were already able to practice Qinggong, the battlefield for the battle between the second generation had already been chosen in the large courtyard of the county yamen. It was more convenient for them to display their skills.
"Lord Marquis, the skills of the First Master and Second Master are truly impressive. You have truly taught your children well!"
"That's right. Like father, like son. The county marquis is already a peak Martial Lord and is only a step away from becoming a Martial King. The masters of the Luo family must also be outstanding people."
"With the skills of the two masters, if they want to determine the victor, they will need to fight for at least a few hours!"
The masters of the other families who were observing the battle all started to flatter. Although they did not know if they were sincere or not, at least on the surface, they did it. It would certainly make the county marquis very happy.
"Hahaha, everyone, you flatter me. Their strength was obtained through their own hard work. It does not have much to do with me."
"However, in the future, no matter who inherits the position of county marquis, I hope that everyone can help them. Even if you don't, at least don't add insult to injury."
Luo Haoyu had a face full of smiles. It seemed like he was chatting, but in reality, there was a deeper meaning behind it. The masters already understood.
"Of course. We will definitely give our full support and assist with our full strength so that the new county marquis can sit comfortably in this position and be at ease. Everyone, don't you agree?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Only after seeing everyone's unanimous answer did Luo Haoyu turn his face in satisfaction and continue to watch the battle.
As for the masters, they no longer forced smiles and returned to normal. However, the corners of their mouths slightly twitched.
… … …
"Mom, do you think Dad will win?"
In the viewing area, Luo Ping looked at the battle and asked without even turning his head.
"He definitely will. Mom believes in your dad! He definitely will! "
Shen Rong also answered without turning her head. After that, the mother and son were silent again. There were only gazes full of concern.
… … …
"Big brother, what do you think is Dad's chances of winning?"
"Fifty percent."
"What? Only fifty percent? Isn't that hard to predict? Big brother, could you have misjudged? "
"Brother Qiang, do you think I'm a vegetarian? Not only is my cultivation speed fast, my comprehension is also very high. I can learn any martial arts in one go. Although I have just advanced to the middle stage of the Great Martial General, my strength is already comparable to Dad's. If Dad wants to win, it won't be easy. "
Luo Yunjue's words showed that he respected his second uncle's strength. He did not think that his father could win.
"Hmph, what second uncle. Sooner or later, Dad will step on you."
Luo Yunjue's second brother, Luo Qiang, had a disdainful expression.
"You better not say such things in the future. Otherwise, Big brother will not forgive you. Do you hear me?"
"Also, when you have time, you should also cultivate. In the past, you had Cousin Ping as your scapegoat. I reckon that soon, you will be the most useless one."
Luo Yunjue mercilessly reprimanded him. Luo Qiang could only nod his head continuously, while he could only helplessly shake his head.
… … …
"Second brother, the way we are fighting is really a waste of time. We don't know when we will be able to determine the victor. How about we decide the victor in one move?"
In the air, the two had already been in a deadlock for a while. They were still evenly matched. Luo Minglei knew that if they wanted to determine the victor, it would definitely not be done in a short period of time. Thus, he made a suggestion.
This was because martial artists of the Great Martial General level had already opened their Ren and Du meridians. Their True Qi could circulate in their body for a small cycle. Furthermore, through this small cycle, they could continuously produce and transfer True Qi.
Thus, it was indeed very difficult for martial artists of their level to determine the victor through the consumption of True Qi.
"Big brother is right. I also have the same intention!"
After Luo Mingshuang finished speaking, the two separated at the same time and landed on opposite ends of the arena.
Neither of them spoke. The two just stared at each other like this. They stared at each other for a full ten breaths of time before they simultaneously unleashed their strongest attacks.
On Luo Minglei's side, he gathered all the True Qi in his body into the treasured saber, causing the light on the surface of the treasured saber to reach its brightest. It was at least an inch thick.
At the same time, he took out a small bottle. After opening it, he poured all the liquid inside onto the saber. Immediately, the surface of the saber seemed to be boiling, continuously emitting a 'zi zi' sound.
When the sound stopped, a blood-red flame suddenly burst out from the treasured saber. It jumped up and down, as if it was composing a bloodthirsty song, or as if it was celebrating the upcoming victory.
After everything was ready, Luo Minglei looked at the opposite side. The corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a victorious smile. He then raised the treasured saber and with a stomp of his feet, he used Qinggong and jumped into the air.
"'Blue Blood Saber Technique' — Blood and Fire Purgatory!"
Just as Luo Minglei was preparing, Luo Mingshuang was also doing her best to foreplay.
It seemed like she knew what her opponent's strongest move was. After Luo Mingshuang finished gathering the True Qi on her sword, she also took out a small bottle and poured the liquid on her sword.
Unlike the intense reaction of her opponent's treasured saber, the sword was completely silent. There was not the slightest sound coming out. However, a blue ripple appeared around the sword, moving back and forth. When it faced the sunlight, one could see the flickering light of the waves.
Just as Luo Minglei made his move, Luo Mingshuang also finished accumulating power. She also used Qinggong to face him.
"Surging Wave Sword Technique — High Mountain Flowing Water!"
On one side, the treasured saber was brandishing. Within one zhang of the treasured saber, there were all blood-red flames, giving off a blazing heat. Even the air was distorted by the heat.
On the other side, the treasured sword moved horizontally, completely enveloping one zhang of the area in flowing water. It was cold and refreshing, cleansing away the dirt.
The attacks of the two sides collided in the blink of an eye. When water and fire came into contact, neither side gave in. They immediately reached a stalemate.
Water and fire were opposites to begin with. In addition, both of them had a strong desire to win. Therefore, what they were competing in now was nothing more than the degree of use of martial arts and the speed of circulation of their True Qi.
However, when Luo Minglei saw his opponent's sword technique, his expression changed slightly. He seemed to be a little afraid. However, this did not affect his performance.
"Chi!"
"Hua!"
At times, the flames would gain the upper hand and dry the flowing water. At other times, the flowing water would reverse the situation and extinguish the flames. The scales of victory swung back and forth between the two of them.
After more than ten exchanges, the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding and launched their final fierce attacks at the same time.
In mid-air, the light suddenly shone brightly. The water and fire collided and crushed each other. It was as if the air was about to explode, giving off a deafening sound.
Finally, the attacks of both sides reached their limits. The flowing water and the blood-red flames suddenly dispersed. The violent power instantly engulfed the two of them and sent them flying. They flew back more than ten meters before they both staggered and landed on the ground.
Both of them placed their weapons on the ground to support their bodies. The two of them just stood there quietly, neither of them saying a word.
The surrounding spectators kept their mouths shut and did not dare to breathe loudly. They were waiting for the moment when the answer was about to be revealed.
Shen Rong held Luo Ping's hand tightly. Her palm was already soaked with sweat, but she was completely unaware. Her eyes were fixed on the stalwart figure on the battlefield.
"Pu!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the ground in front of him red. Then, a figure bent down and knelt on the ground with one knee. His face was abnormally pale.
After a while, he weakly let out a trace of unwillingness.
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