Chapter Fifty-Three Victory

  The crowd's reaction had no effect on Qin Hao, he gazed calmly at Lin Bi's position, snapped his fingers, and two clear red lights shot out quickly, hitting the Xuan Tian's eyes on the longbow. The already dim and illusory longbow immediately became even darker under Qin Hao's action, the flashing light becoming weaker and weaker.

  Crack! Crack! Crack!

  A clear and audible cracking sound came from the bow body, and a series of cracks like spider webs extended from the python's eyes, gradually covering the entire bow body. When the last crisp cracking sound rang out, the longbow finally transformed into its original source of mysterious energy and completely dissipated into thin air.

  "The aura is released outside, it's really a spiritual and mysterious realm." Qin Feng's face was filled with an incredulous expression.

  Lin Zhan's expression was no longer as calm as before. Since the Qin family had produced a 15-year-old Lingxuan Wu practitioner, and judging from Qin Hao's previous move, only a genuine Lingxuan Wu practitioner could achieve that.

  "Dad, don't worry." Lin Yu said behind Lin Zhanbei: "Even if he has a way to reach the sky, it's impossible to defeat that Ice Spirit Mystic Mirror. In the second-level Sealing Mystic Array, this kind of defense is the most difficult to deal with. I don't believe an initial-stage Spirit Mystic warrior like him has such ability. At most, this game will be a draw."

  Lin Zhan's eyes narrowed and he said in a gloomy tone, "Unexpectedly, it's actually the Lingxuan boundary. This progress is even stronger than yours back then. This person must not be underestimated!"

  "It's not bad to reach this level at this age." Lin Yu's eyes flickered frequently, and his tone was somewhat cold and hard: "But any further advancement after Ling Xuan is not an easy matter. There are also examples of young geniuses who became ordinary afterwards."

  "Hmm, not bad. Anyway, he's just a martial artist who has just entered the spiritual realm, and it's hard to say what will happen in the future."

  On the other side, Qin Feng let go of Qin Yuxian and said uncertainly: "Two months ago, Qingxuan's eighth heavy, this realm has progressed too quickly." But soon he showed a relieved smile: "It seems that this time the little rascal is fine."

  "Hmm!" Qin Yuxian's face also returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

  Lin's face was already a deathly pale, Ling Xuan realm, Ling Xuan realm, these three words were like a large hammer, heavily pounding his mind, he only felt dizzy and disheartened.

  Using all his might, yet he couldn't even leave a mark on Qin Hao's body, how could he accept that? He was panting heavily, his eyes reddening. But when he saw the Icy Spirit Mirror blocking his way, he found another reason to calm himself down.

  His brother had said that even a master of the second level of spiritual martial arts couldn't break through this ice mirror, which gave him confidence to calm down. Thinking so, Lin Bi took a few more steps back and completely hid behind the ice mirror.

  Qin Hao's body suddenly emitted a strong and powerful aura, several times stronger than the spiritual energy that had been surging inside him earlier. He withdrew his movement technique and stepped forward, one step at a time, until he reached Lin Bi's position. His body came to a stop, his right palm clenched into a fist, and then he punched out with a single blow.

  When this punch was launched, the Xuan Qi on Qin Hao's hand trembled violently, and its speed was astonishing. Even the air in the place where Qin Hao's right fist passed seemed to be stirred up, constantly fluctuating.

  At this moment, Qin Hao's figure gave off a majestic and towering aura, as if it wasn't a person who was punching, but an entire mountain that had descended from the sky. The dark energy on the surface of Qin Hao's body vibrated intensely with each punch he threw.

  Everyone only felt that before their eyes, they seemed to see the mighty rivers rushing forward, the raging waves roaring, and a fierce and unmatched fighting spirit bursting forth, straight up to the sky.

  That sharp intent continued to rise, the oppressive feeling growing greater and greater until it reached its limits. Then, all of a sudden, everything came to a stop. The trembling air, the surging aura, all stilled.

  Just like fireworks bursting to the limit and returning to calmness, the ultimate movement finally returns to complete tranquility.

  The noisy shouting, the murmurs of the crowd, the cheers, still exist, without any weakening, yet at that moment, extremely strange, there is a truly calm feeling, as if the entire world has only been left with Qin Hao's slow punch.

  All sounds have ceased!

  The Xuan Qi on Qin Hao's palm was also thoroughly dispersed. That one punch, plain and unremarkable, no longer stirred up even a single ripple.

  "Extreme Stage Martial Technique! Fist Intention Condensation!" Lin Yu finally couldn't pretend to be calm, his face revealing shock without a doubt. Not to mention how the Qin family could have such a high-level martial technique. In fact, even low-level Extreme Stage martial techniques were not too rare for him. As long as he became the core of the Wind Spirit Sect, these would naturally follow. What truly made him apprehensive was that a small Ling Xuan First Realm martial artist could actually wield an Extreme Stage martial technique to such an extent, and that fist intention condensation, even among some of the elders in the Wind Spirit Sect who practiced martial techniques, was rarely seen.

  On the other side, Qin Feng's emotions changed back and forth several times in a day, he had already become completely numb, he felt that there were very few things that could shock him.

  The fist finally imprinted on the ice mirror, and the ice mirror that was hard as steel just a moment ago began to tremble slightly. Countless ice shards fell off, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a pile of powder on the ground.

  Lin's face suddenly turned pale with fear and despair, his eyes filled with terror as he stared at Qin Hao, but he couldn't even take a step back. He could only watch as Qin Hao's fist came towards him.

  Qin Hao's fist, with undiminished force, landed on Lin Bi's body, and then Lin Bi flew out like a cannonball. Boom! Lin Bi was thrown out for several meters, lying on the ground, blood foam constantly oozing from his mouth and nose, his hands pressing against the ground trying to get up several times, but he didn't have even a bit of strength.

  "Qin Hao wins!" Ji Fan shouted from the spectator stand.

  In the square, it finally boiled up thoroughly, and the cheers were endless. Qin Shan and others all clenched their fists and swung them with force, and Qin Yuxian was also smiling exceptionally brightly. Qin Feng's face turned slightly red, took a few deep breaths, and his chest heaved with agitation.

  The dust has settled! After several years, the Qin family finally used their strength to welcome their first victory.

  Lin Zhanbei rushed to Lin Bi's side, helped him up and carefully examined his injuries. After a moment, his face turned even darker. The severity of Lin Bi's injuries far exceeded his imagination, and it was likely that he would be left with permanent damage, making it difficult for him to make progress in the martial world from now on.

  "So young and yet so ruthless?" Lin Beibei said coldly. As he spoke, his eyes seemed to flash with a red light, his aura bursting out in an unusual manner.

  Qin Hao's expression didn't change, he glanced at him and turned his head back, completely treating him as air. Ruthless? Had Lin Bi shown mercy when he struck just now?

  Lin Zhanbei saw Qin Hao ignoring him and his anger ignited, with a faint glow of mysterious energy flashing on his fists and feet.

  "Lin family's master, it can't be helped that you'll get hurt." Ji Fan's voice suddenly appeared. Lin Zhanbei only felt the Xuanqi flowing through his body being completely suppressed back into his Dantian at that moment, his fists and feet numb, unable to exert even a bit of strength.

  Lin Zhanbei was shocked in his heart, raised his eyes to take a look, and found that Ji Fang pushed the old man down from the watchtower and came to Qin Hao's position. All the family members on the watchtower also followed behind the old man and walked down to the square.

  "Father." Lin Yu hastily walked over and grasped his palm, constantly exchanging glances.

  Lin Zhan woke up to the sound of thunder, and when he looked into Lao Ren's aged eyes again, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head. His anger still lingered, but his facial expression returned to normal somewhat.

  "The contest has ended." The old man said slowly: "This year's contest was won by the Qin family, do you have any objections, masters?" Everyone nodded hastily.

  "Alright, following the usual practice of previous years, after the trial, each family can voluntarily choose whether or not to go to Blue Ridge and hunt down some rioting demonic beasts. This year, there are more first-class demonic beasts in Blue Ridge than in previous years, so this year will still proceed as usual."

  "Uncle Chen." Lin Zhanbei suddenly spoke up: "This year, our Lin family won't be going."

  The old man stared at Lin Zhanbei with a calm expression and asked faintly after a moment, "Is there anyone else who won't go?"

  "Uncle Chen." Lan Yi also stepped forward and mustered up his courage to say: "I'm afraid the Lan family won't be able to attend this year either."

  "Why don't you two go? What about others, how will they choose?"

  Some of the small household owners near Lin and Lan's homes seemed to have moved, but they had other thoughts in their minds and didn't dare to stand out at this time.

  "So be it." The old man said calmly.

  "Next is the truly important matter." Old Chen coughed a few times: "Ji Fan, bring it out."

  Standing behind and pushing a wooden wheelchair, Ji Fan's spiritual consciousness moved, his palm flipped over, and two things appeared in his hand.

  A cylinder of pale blue scrolls, and a round white jade plaque. Then Ji Fan had someone bring out a wooden box, he personally put these two things in it, and handed the box to Qin Hao.

  Ji Fan's face wore a smile of appreciation as he spoke to Qin Hao, "The Extreme Stage martial skill 'Cang Lan Break', the Wind Spirit Sect's half-year test qualification. Qin Hao, this is your family's reward, please accept it on their behalf."

  Many homeowners around, their eyes were extremely hot, and their breathing was also very urgent. The extreme martial arts skills, the Fengpai Sect's qualification test, these things are worth more than anyone else. It's just that thinking about these things not being theirs, they felt a hard-to-express feeling of heartache. Qin Hao stretched out his hand, took over the wooden box, and his face didn't change at all.

  Ji Fan ordered several city masters to bring out a huge black boulder, on which were densely packed rows of names from top to bottom. The trials among the various families in Tianlang City had been going on for decades, and one rule had always accompanied them: the winner would have their name engraved on the stone.

  At the very top, the names of Qin Yi and some deceased elderly members of the Qin family are densely packed, dazzlingly bright. In the middle of the giant stone, the names of Qin Feng and Qin Hao's uncles appear frequently as well. And at the very bottom, not a single name belonging to this generation of the Qin family is present.

  Standing behind Qin Hao, Qin Shan and others stared at the giant stone, their fists clenched tightly, their eyes slightly hot. They had finally made it this far. They were not trash, they didn't bring shame to Qin Yi.

  Qin Hao walked forward, stretched out two fingers, and moved upwards from the bottom on the name belonging to the Qin family, his emotions slightly stirred. After a moment, Qin Hao's fingers finally arrived at the iron-painted silver hook "Qin Yi" two characters.

  "Grandfather, didn't I, Qin Hao, make you lose face?"

  Qin Hao stretched out his hand, and the mysterious energy flowed, carving the two characters "Qin Hao" on the giant stone. Afterwards, Qin Shan, Qin Yuxian, Qin Ze and others also took turns walking up to engrave their names on the stone.

  As everyone stood still, gazing at the reappearance of the Qin family name after many years, a surge of hot blood suddenly rose in their hearts.

  They have never been so proud!