The middle-aged man sitting on the high platform raised his hand and signaled. The referee on the competition stage immediately understood and shouted: "The Lingyun Mansion Selection Conference has officially begun."

Ling Xi picked up the wooden sign on the ground, and Ling Xiaozhe said to him: "You are the sixth one, and you will probably go up soon. Be careful at that time, just get rid of your opponents quickly and leave a good impression on your lady."

Ling Xi glanced at him and said, "You don't need to care about this. There is no one better than me in this generation."

The referee shouted on the competition stage: "The first ten and the last ten go to the backstage to prepare for the competition."

Ling Xi stood up and walked towards the building where she changed her clothes.

Ling Xueshu stood behind the teenagers who participated in the selection and looked at Ling Xi with encouragement.

Ling Xi smiled kindly and said confidently: "I will succeed."

More than a dozen teenagers had already put on competition training suits in the wooden building. A tall teenager put on his hands, glanced at the people beside him who were very thin to him, sneered, and said to a disciple of the Ling family standing beside him: "I'm ready."

The Ling family disciple had a placard with a character named Zhen around his waist, and it was obvious that he was also from Zhenxiaojian. He heard this and walked up to touch the boy's body, nodded and said, "You can go out, remember to stand next to the martial arts platform."

The strong boy was about to go out and almost collided with someone.

Ling Xi raised his hand and pressed the boy's chest, looked up at him and said, "Be careful."

The young man took a step back and looked at Ling Xi with a vigilant look, thinking to himself: "The arm he blocked me just now is definitely not inferior to me. I'm afraid he is also a master of the fourth tier."

Ling Xi didn't have time to care about him, so he took a set of clothes from the Ling family disciple and walked into a compartment.

A few minutes later, Ling Xi walked out in her training suit.

As usual, the Lin family disciple touched Ling Xi's body and suddenly asked, "Your name is Ling Xi?"

"Hmm?" Ling Xi responded strangely.

The Ling family disciple took out a pill and stuffed it into the palm of his hand and said, "Brother Li gave it to you."

Ling Xi looked down at the pill in his hand and frowned.

This pill is brown and yellow all over, which is very different from the pills sold in pharmacies on the market to treat bruises and injuries. It is very likely that it is a spiritual medicine made using special means.

The number of spiritual medicines in the Chaos Realm is rare and divided into eight levels: Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Li, Gen, Dui, and Dui are the most secondary levels.

Only those who practice elemental power have the ability to refine spiritual medicines. This also makes spiritual medicines very expensive, and even a most inferior waste-level spiritual medicine can be replaced with dozens of servants in the slave farm.

The effects of spiritual medicines are diverse, and they vary according to the materials. Usually, only practitioners with advanced elemental power can understand them.

He looked at the pill in his hand sharply, and the Ling family disciple said, "This is a spiritual medicine used to enhance strength. Brother Li just in case it is given to you. This medicine will not melt, just hold it in your mouth, and bit it into pieces when used."

Ling Xi handed the pill back to the Ling family disciple and said, "Tell Ling Li for me, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it." After that, he walked out without looking back.

The Ling family disciple held the spiritual medicine in his hand and saw that there was no one around, so he put it away himself.

Ling Xi walked straight to the waiting position next to the competition platform, and the two on the competition platform had already started the competition.

The two men fought on the stage for a few minutes. The slightly thin boy pulled a distance from his opponent and ran towards him. The opponent also rushed towards the boy. Unexpectedly, he raised his elbow, grabbed the opponent's neck with his arm, jumped up and smashed heavily on the competition stage with his opponent.

The opponent's head was suddenly knocked over, and the boy had to continue to take action. The referee on the side had already pulled him away: "The winner is a result! No. 6 and No. 1384 come on stage!"

Ling Xi heard this and stepped onto the competition stage. The person who almost hit him before also stood on the competition stage at the same time.

The man grinned when he saw Ling Xi and said, "Your name is Ling Xi. I am Ling Yi. I will make a reservation for the Ling family's own quota."

Ling Xi ignored him and turned his head to look at the platform. Ling Yingxi was looking at him above.

Ling Yi saw that Ling Xi didn't even look at him and said, "You don't need to look down on people so much. Even if you are in the fourth section, I don't necessarily want to beat you."

He swung his fist at the test stone in the corner of the competition platform, leaving a faint fist mark in the fourth section of the test stone.

There is also such a stone beside Ling Xi. This kind of stone is specially designed to test the ranks of the Mozhi period. Ten areas of different hardness are divided according to the ten ranks. Which area can leave a boxing mark in it means that he has reached this rank.

Ling Xi withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "Fourth section? It's OK."

Ling Yi shook his wrist, took a deep breath and said, "Let's start."

The referee beside him beat the gong, and with the crisp sound, the two of them had already stood opposite each other.

Neither of them took the lead, and a burst of shouts came from afar: "Come on Ling Xi! Ling Xi beat the other side!"

Ling Yi looked there, and Ling Xiaozhu was taking his group of friends to cheer for Ling Xi.

Ling Yi smiled and said, "Your friend is cheering for you, won't you come and defeat me?"

Ling Xi looked at him and said coldly: "Bored."

Ling Yi stopped talking nonsense, and saw that Ling Xi had no intention of taking the lead, rushed towards him.

When he was about to get closer, Ling Xi raised his leg and kicked him in the chest, kicked him a few meters away, and threw him to the ground.

Ling Xi said to him, "It's not like this. Only brute force is not enough. Without explosive power and speed, he is just a target."

Ling Ziyi stood up again and patted the footprints on his body, laughed twice and said, "I haven't acted in a long time. Even if I can't beat you, I have to exercise my body."

As he said that, he took off all the protective gear on his body and threw it on the ground.

Ling Xi raised his eyebrows and hugged his hands in front of his chest.

This is an unwritten rule in the competition. If the opponent takes off all the armor, it means he has to use all his strength. As an opponent, he must take off his armor together to show respect. Few people do this. Usually this practice is either dead or injured, and ordinary competitions are just about to stop.

Ling Xi also took off his protective gear. Ling Yingxi on the high platform immediately asked the middle-aged man: "Uncle, will there be no accident in them like that?"

The middle-aged man said without caring: "It's just a small fight, nothing can happen. Don't worry."

Ling Li also smiled and said, "Yes, it's just a small fight. I think that Ling Xi is very good and shouldn't be hurt."

Ling Xi said to Ling Yi in front of him: "I won't hold back, so you may be lying in bed for a few months."

Ling Yi laughed and said, "No matter how weak I am, I will not be beaten by you in the same rank for a few months, right?"

"This is not necessarily true." Ling Xi rushed towards him and waved his face.

Ling Yi quickly raised his hand to block his face, revealing the gap in his abdomen.

Ling Xi punched the weak spot under his ribs.

Ling Yi felt a severe pain in his abdomen and couldn't help but open his mouth and snorted.

Ling Xi took a step back, turned around and twisted his waist and threw his right leg on Ling Ziyi's cheek.

Ling Yi was directly knocked to the ground by this heavy blow, his head turned blank and he was almost unconscious.

Ling Xi put down his legs, looked down at Ling Ziyi who was lying on the ground and said, "I'm giving up."

The whole audience was silent, and everyone's eyes were gathered on Ling Xi.

They thought that the two of them would fight for a while, and no matter how strong Ling Xi was, they would suffer minor injuries, but they didn't expect that Ling Xi would just use two moves to deal with Ling Yi, who was in the same rank as him.

"That's the fourth section of Mozhi. Two people are at the same level, and they won't do anything..." The person below opened his mouth in disbelief, and before he could cheer, he was stunned.

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Xi on the stage and praised: "His fighting skills are very good, it should be said to be quite good." After he said that, he looked at Ling Li on the side and said: "Ling Li, learn a little. Although your rank is higher than him, you are still a little different from him in terms of fighting skills."

He responded with a stern face and a dissatisfaction in his tone: "I understand."

Ling Yingxi, who was standing beside her, also smiled, as if she had put down some burden, and her originally tight hands couldn't help but let go.

Ling Li praised Ling Xi on the stage and said, "Ling Xi is indeed good. The last time he beat the Ling family disciple, it was easy to solve it."

"He beats the Ling family disciple?" the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask him.

"He had a conflict with Ling Mu's son Ling Huo two months ago, and beat Ling Huo to a minor injury. However, I have investigated it clearly, and the responsibility for that time was not with him."

When the middle-aged man heard this, the idea that Ling Xi had become the member of the Ling family could not help but dispelled. He frowned and said, "He dared to hit the disciples of the Ling family when he was a member of the Ling family. If he really became a member of the Ling family, he would probably be even more bold and might cause something."

Ling Yingxi hurriedly said, "He is not that kind of person."

The middle-aged man said, "Yingxi, you seem to be very familiar with him."

Ling Yingxi paused for a moment and explained: "Ling Xi and I are playmates who have grown up since childhood. I know his character. Last time, it was just that Ling's disciple too much, otherwise he would never have done that."

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Yingxi's nervous expression and patted his forehead helplessly and said, "Okay, okay. I'll give him a chance to let him enter the Ling family. But you have to tell him not to cause trouble everywhere, do you understand?"

Ling Yingxi laughed out loud and said, "I will tell him, thank you, uncle."

Ling Ziyi was carried down by several Ling family servants. Ling Xi walked down the competition platform and walked towards Ling Xiaozhi's position.

The people along the way looked at him with awe and made way for a road.

Ling Xiaozhe rushed forward and hugged Ling Xi and said, "Damn! I knew you could do it. It's not a loss for me and them to cheer you up."

Ling Xi pushed him away helplessly and said, "I said that no one is my opponent in this session, why are you calling me?"

The people behind Ling Xiaojie also looked at Ling Xi with a pleasing smile.

Ling Xi looked at Ling Xueshu who was standing behind those people and said, "Teacher."

Ling Xueshu nodded and congratulated him: "How do you feel?"

Ling Xi walked forward a few steps, knelt in front of Ling Xueshu, kowtowed to him and said, "Teacher, thank you for your careful teachings to me over the years. Without you, I would not have had the success now. I will never forget your kindness."

Ling Xueshu's eyes became wet, and he blinked twice and pulled Ling Xi up from the ground: "Why are you doing this? The teacher is just teaching you what you should teach."

Ling Xi stood up and said, "Ling Xi is unforgettable."

Ling Xueshu patted his shoulder and said, "The teacher is also happy for you. The success you can achieve now is all the result of your own efforts, and the teacher has not helped you anything."

Ling Xi slapped the dust off her body and said seriously: "Teacher, there is only one thing. She is something I must not forget."

Ling Xueshu was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "If you want, go and pursue it, after all, we will live this once in our lives."
To be continued...