THE MARTIAL GOD

Chapter 44: Audition

In Yangzhou City, there was a large crowd of people gathered. The atmosphere was very crowded and noisy.

"Six people, plus Qiu Lan. That's too scary. Each one of them is very strong. I will definitely take last place, ” said a young man in the crowd confidently.

"In your dreams .. They've already chosen the eighth one; it's Feng Qian. Feng Qian was at the ninth Qi layer. He was much stronger than anyone else within the clan. Just a moment ago, he did not insist on participating but it was just that he did not feel like it .. He has now made a move because he was irritated because he was not chosen early. How can you fight against Feng Qian? '' said the person standing next to him.

"Surprising" said the young man

When the young man heard the name "Feng Qian", his face changed in an instant. He's feeling very depressed. It seemed that this time, the Clan head would not choose him. The Na Lan Clan had always organized annual tournaments, but this year, apart from the four largest clans, and external clans not located in Yangzhou City, outstanding disciples from other small clans were also able to participate. However, this small clan was only allowed to send eight disciples to participate in the tournament. On the same basis, the inner city clans, the Na Lan Clan, the Gu Clan, the Lin Clan and the Wen Clan were also allowed a maximum of sending eight disciples. These disciples were supposed to represent the most outstanding disciples in Yangzhou City. And it had made the participants in this tournament a real honor and privilege that would allow the outstanding disciples of all clans to demonstrate their abilities to a large number of people.

Unfortunately for some people, the Na Lan Clan as well as the other three great clans had already chosen their participants. Qiu Lan was chosen as one of the participants, because she was extremely strong. At that time, there were already seven people which meant the clan had to choose one final disciple and for this position in the tournament most likely was occupied by Feng Qian.

Feng Qian was wearing a blue robe. He was slim and had an arrogant face. At that moment, his arms folded across his chest as he walked out of the crowd and said coldly and heartlessly: “That last participant was me. ”

When people saw how arrogant he was, they could not help but feel hatred and regret. Some of the younger generation wanted to duel with him and measure themselves against him but given his strength, they had to be careful. It seemed like they would only be able to watch as a member of the audience. Feng Qian looked at the several hundred people present with a disdainful look.

“A lot of garbage. They're all cowards. No wonder they weren't chosen and I was the one chosen to participate Feng Qian said in a spiteful tone as he started heading towards the main hall. In the main hall, there were already seven people sitting in a calm state. This was precisely Qiu Lan as well as the other six who had been chosen to participate.

“The guy is really arrogant as the rumors say. ”

“They say that he is very cruel to all his opponents and will even use evil methods to win. ”

“Who would dare challenge him? The consequences of challenging him would only be disastrous. ”

"He might cripple their cultivation. ”

said many in the crowd. Although many people hated Feng Qian, no one dared to open their mouths. Feng Qian was savage and cruel. Among the people of the Qi layer, there were very few people who could defeat him which made him even more arrogant, he enjoyed a sense of intimidation towards those weaker than him.

The people among the crowd had no choice but to see him join the others in the main hall.

"Wait, wait!!”said a loud voice. Amidst the silent crowd, the voice was extremely clear and loud. The crowd was startled for a moment and then they could see a young man approaching from a distance. This young man was wearing a white robe. Although his robe did not look expensive, he looked clean and pure from head to toe. He carried a long sword on his back. His body looks soft but firm. The crowd found it interesting. He looks as clear as water. He gave an aura of mystery to everyone who looked at him.

His clear eyes were filled with deep understanding. His appearance and age did not seem to match his wisdom. When the people in the crowd saw him, they gasped and felt inferior before him.

The young man who appeared was actually none other than Lin Feng's figure after bathing and changing clothes earlier. After asking around, he quickly learned that there was an option for an upcoming tournament and he quickly rushed to the location.

Feng Qian looked at Lin Feng, his arms still folded in his chest. He looked at Lin Feng in a disdainful manner while smiling and saying.

"You're telling me to wait?"

"Indeed." said Lin Feng looking like he didn't understand Feng Qian's expression. He nodded indifferently.

Feng Qian still grinned and then looked at Lin Feng as if he had compassion for him, even though Lin Feng was several years younger than him. He then smiled and said, "Do you know the consequences of making me wait?"

Lin Feng smiled wryly and was a little surprised. On the path of cultivation, there were many people who were talented and thought they were geniuses. It seems like such people like to show off their strength against those who are weaker than themselves, as if they are playing a role that should look noble and strong. It became clear to him that the people of this world would continue to play this role and act foolishly for the sake of appearance.

The crowd was wondering what was going on and started watching Lin Feng. Is that guy crazy? He was around sixteen so he could only reach the seventh or eighth Qi layer, yet he still thought he could compete with Feng Qian who belonged to one of the strongest clans of the small clan in Yangzhou City and he was even considered a genius. . The young man wanted to challenge Feng Qian .. but only the most talented, and most outstanding disciples of Yangzhou City could compete with him. How could this unknown young man fit that criteria.

“It looks like you also want to enter the main hall. I really don't know if I should admire you for your bravery or not, but what you're doing is stupid, I will cripple your cultivation because it is foolish enough to think that you deserve to stand on the same level as me. Feng Qian's words clearly directed her hatred towards Lin Feng.

"Yinching!"

The metallic sound of a sword cutting through the air filled the atmosphere and a bright light filled the space in front of Feng Qian. Immediately after, Feng Qian fell to the ground and started rolling around while groaning. Blood flowed out of his mouth. He coughed heavily and more blood filled his mouth. Feng Qian raised herself to the point she was kneeling on one knee. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

Lin Feng simply put his sword back into its sheath with a 'Centing' sound'.

The people in the crowd just stared at what was happening in shock. They were all trembling with excitement and fear. Lin Feng ... Lin Feng had defeated Feng Qian in one strike?

"How strong!" said a man while shivering on his back. Not only was he around sixteen years old but Feng Qian was unable to carry out a single attack against him. Lin Feng had even shown compassion and gentleness when using his sword, otherwise, Feng Qian would have been killed immediately.

“You're really bullshit, too much bullshit. You should be more careful with your own words!"said Lin Feng in a cold tone, he did not even see Feng Qian who was behind him tang was kneeling on the floor. Then, Lin Feng continued walking towards the main hall. Feng Qian looked at Lin Feng with disdain .. and in the end Lin Feng didn't even give him a look anymore because he wasn't worthy. While looking at Lin Feng from behind, Feng Qian had a million thoughts at the same time.

"You're really bullshit, too much bullshit. You should be more careful with your own words!'' he kept repeating the words that Lin Feng said to him.

The path of cultivation was full of surprises. The sky was vast and the sea was deep, who knew exactly how vast and deep they were. The world could be turned upside down in such a case, some Cultivators were confident that they were lucky to be a powerful genius only to find a small fish in a very large pond. In order to remain lucky, to remain a powerful genius, a cultivator needed to have a strong determination towards his training. A cultivator like Feng Qian of the ninth Qi layer was like a frog at the bottom of a well. He could not see how vast the world really was. Therefore, being arrogant and provoking was not a good behavior to adopt and Lin Feng's sword had taught him a decent lesson. Power is everything in this world.

While struggling to stand up, Feng Qian looked at Lin Feng's back and bowed. He did not hold any admiration and adoration for Lin Feng, it was somewhat because he felt grateful that Lin Feng had taught him that his arrogance could cost him his life and teach him a great lesson: the path of cultivation is not a path where you have to provoke others. It is also not one where you can allow yourself to be provoked without being ready to accept retaliation.

The event had left many people feeling confused but the expressions of some people were extremely brilliant as if they understood what had just happened in front of them. However, Lin Feng did not pay attention to this expression. He had not been completely in the main hall when the expressions of the other seven people suddenly changed when they saw him approaching. Qiu Lan was very surprised. At Whistle Wind Restaurant, he had seen it and obviously knew a lot about Lin Feng. He also knew everything about the problem that Lin Feng had within the Lin Clan.

“I will participate in this year's tournament.Said Lin Feng sounding relaxed yet clear while looking at Qiu Lan. He was brave and frankly, he insisted that he should participate.

"What courage!" said a disciple who was sitting next to Qiu Lan while slapping the table, which made the wooden table break violently. "Who do you think you are? Thinking that you can actually talk to Qiu Lan as you wish?'' said the enraged disciple, he was called Wu Xiao. Everyone was fantasizing about the beautiful Qiu Lan. Moreover, he was extremely strong and was at the peak outside of the ninth Qi layer. Feng Qian's strength was incomparable.

He had seen how Lin Feng had defeated Feng Qian in a single blow and how easy it was for Lin Feng. He had noticed how strong Lin Feng was.

Therefore, at this moment, Wu Xiao's behavior was just a show of empty strength to get Qiu Lan's attention and make her like him.

Lin Feng glanced at Wu Xiao and then walked towards him after which Wu Xiao immediately stood up and released a powerful Qi, ready to engage in battle.

The white and dazzling light from the sword lit up and stabbed Wu Xiao so quickly that he had no time to react at all. He gave a terrible scream that could not be counterattacked.

Speed. After breaking through to the Ling Qi layer, Lin Feng's swordplay had become extremely fast and agile, even more so than before. Lin Feng grabbed Wu Xiao by the neck and led him to the entrance of the main hall.

“Why trash like you want to participate in this tournament? It's no use. ”

While saying this in a loud voice, Lin Feng kicked Wu Xiao's body which flew out of the main hall and lowered the stairs to the ground of the square where the crowd was located.