Chapter 49: Pointed Swords Face Each Other

  A moment of silence. The crowd was silent and speechless.

  Until the Qin family's young masters and others from various families retreated to their respective areas, people gradually turned back. Many of them exchanged a glance, only to find an inexplicable glint in each other's eyes, as well as an unmistakable excitement.

  On the platform, many homeowners' minds remained unchanged in expression, but their hearts were already turbulent and surging.

  The Qin family has actually won? And with such a strong and direct attitude, thoroughly defeating the two families? How many years has it been since something like this happened?

  Many people's eyes were focused on Qin Feng and Qin Hao. The words Qin Hao had just spoken seemed to still be echoing in their ears, lingering on.

  "I didn't expect that I, a Lin family descendant, would still underestimate them. The hidden ones are indeed quite deep, but by doing so, aren't they afraid of being at a disadvantage?"

  Lin Zhanbei's face turned iron-green, and he let out a cold snort, clearly disapproving of Qin Hao's methods. His words also obviously implied that the Lin family's defeat was due to underestimating their opponent, thereby mocking the Qin family's unchivalrous victory.

  Many homeowners stared at Qin Feng involuntarily, waiting for his response. However, Qin Feng remained silent and handed over the power to respond to Qin Hao.

  "It seems there's some truth in that." The crowd watched as Qin Hao stroked his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face.

  "Isn't this just an excuse for Lin Zhanbei to shift the blame, attributing his failure to underestimating the enemy and the Qin family's concealment?" The master of the Du family quietly nudged the patriarch of the Mu family standing beside him with his elbow and said in a low voice.

  The head of the wooden family looked around, seeing no one paying attention, and replied in a low voice: "A 15-year-old, how can there be so many twists and turns in his stomach? It's normal to be tender, anyway, winning is winning, and it doesn't matter giving the Lin family a piece of cloth to cover their shame."

  "Decoy? I dare say that Qin Hao this kid won't even leave a piece of tree leaf for them." thought Mu Chen Dong, the head of the Mu family, to himself.

  That night, Chen Lao invited him, and Mu Chen Dong also went. Qin Hao saw the whole scene of Lin Bi being fooled by the act clearly.

  As expected, in an instant, Qin Hao's eyes became piercing and he stared at the two of them, saying: "The Lin family's young master is underestimating his opponent. This isn't a glorious victory. Since that's the case, let's do it again. I think Old Man Chen won't mind this little delay."

  His expression remained unchanged, but Qin Hao was secretly sneering. Wanting to save face and find an excuse to look good? It's not that easy.

  Everyone couldn't help but shift their gaze to the frail old man on the wooden wheelchair. The old man, upon hearing this, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the back of the chair, opened his eyes slightly, and said with a hint of playfulness: "If you're interested, I think others might find it interesting too."

  The old man finished speaking and pointed his hand towards the crowd outside the square who were still visibly excited.

  "Master Lan, you can also let the young masters of the Lan family come up together." Qin Hao suddenly smiled again and said calmly: "Anyway, it doesn't make a difference with a few more people, there's no distinction."

  Lan Yi's face was deeply shocked, and he let out a cold hum, without making any response.

  Lin Zhanbei's face turned even darker, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light as he swept his gaze over Qin Hao several times before speaking in a stiff tone: "No need, my Lin family is willing to admit defeat. And don't think you've won yet, the final round hasn't started."

  "It's best if you admit defeat. Qin Hao's expression suddenly turned cold, and he said in a chilly tone: 'If the master of the Lin family wants to have his children teach me, Qin Hao, another day, I'll be happy to learn.'"

  "Qin Hao, what are you talking about? How can you speak to the two family heads like this? No manners at all." Qin Feng said with some displeasure. Yet anyone with a discerning eye could guess his feelings at that moment.

  The two fathers and sons sang in harmony, directly making Lan Yi and Lin Zhanbei so angry that their eyes turned red, and they felt like a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out from their throats.

  Not a few people who had previously been enthusiastic about the two of them also quietly took a few steps back.

  "Not bad." A warm and thick voice suddenly came from behind Lin Zhanbei, and then Lin Yu walked out with a swagger, saying: "Indeed, you've made great progress, I didn't expect it."

  Lin Yu paused, then raised an eyebrow and said with an overbearing tone: "What I didn't expect was that the Qin family's children could have such attainments in their movement skills, and their martial arts are also extremely skilled. However, it's just that. The average condensed Xuan eightfold strength may not be a big capital."

  Lin Yu smiled faintly, his right palm stretched out, and his fingers flicked several times. A stream of mysterious energy jumped restlessly in his palm. His two fingers pinched together, and with a fluttering motion like a butterfly flitting from flower to flower, a small white crystal flower condensed from the mysterious energy stood steadily on his fingertips.

  The flower is entirely white, crystal clear and beautiful, and even on the small flowers there are some white veins, looking no different from real flowers. If it weren't for the white gas constantly rising from the surface of the flower, and the chill that the flower gives off, it would be really hard to tell.

  "This move at least requires a martial artist above the sixth level of Lingxuan to achieve, and such a light and effortless movement, as well as the control of the mysterious energy that follows one's heart, is not something an ordinary martial artist can accomplish."

  Qin Feng's mind was filled with a mix of thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked. Lin Yu was only twenty-five years old this year, a 25-year-old martial artist who had reached the sixth level of Ling Xuan, and the Qin family's younger generation really couldn't compare to him, let alone their proud capital.

  "Twenty-five years old, not less than the sixth level of spiritual refinement, is considered very strong. However, there are also those who are above this." Qin Hao said lightly, without being intimidated by Lin Yu at all.

  Everyone was shocked and terrified at the same time.

  Lin Yu was also slightly stunned, he really couldn't think that Qin Hao had such insight, and immediately said out his accurate strength. Others, like the heads of various families, knowing his strength wasn't anything, after all, most of their realms were higher than his by one or two levels.

  And Qin Hao, who was said to be only in the tenth layer of the Congxuan stage, could actually see through it at a glance? But the second half of Qin Hao's sentence quickly brought him back to his senses, and he put away the thread of astonishment in his heart.

  "Great ambitions." Lin Yu's eyes intersected with Qin Hao, then smiled extremely elegantly, without a hint of any deep emotions.

  "Thank you, likewise." Qin Hao also swept away his previous expression, smiling brightly. It was as if the person who had just been so angry that he seemed about to spit blood wasn't him.

  The two people were both smiling and looked like they hadn't seen each other in years, rather than sworn enemies. They seemed to be chatting happily as if they were old friends reuniting.

  Many people watched with cold sweat, some homeowners thought of their own useless children again, looked at the two in the field, and were filled with emotions for a moment, not knowing what to say, but only deeply sighed.

  "Master Qin, you can rest assured from now on."

  While everyone was lost in their own thoughts, Ji Fan quietly walked behind Qin Feng and said with a relaxed tone.

  "Hmm." Qin Feng nodded slightly, his heart also surging with emotions. Qin Hao, this kid, after so many years of decadence, had finally not let him down.

  "Laughed enough?" Suddenly, an old and hoarse voice sounded, followed by a series of coughs from the elderly man. Qin Hao and Lin Yu exchanged a glance before simultaneously turning their heads away, each returning to their respective positions in the two families.

  "Since we're not fighting anymore, let's make this the final match. Each family will choose their strongest young master to compete, and whoever stands until the end will be the winner. Lin Yu, according to the rules, you can go on stage."

  "No need, Old Chen. It wouldn't sound good if word got out that you were bullying a junior." Lin Yu pointed to his side, pointing at Lin Bi: "It's enough for my younger brother to take the stage."

  "Whatever." The old man coughed a few more times, straightened his back with the help of the armrest, and gestured to Ji Fan. Ji Fan understood, walked into the midst of the family heads, and smiled: "Respected family heads, let the strongest young master from each of your families come out. This is the final round; sixteen people will enter the stage at the same time, and whoever remains standing until the end will be the winner."

  Qin family, Mu family, Lin family, Lan family and so on, each had one person standing up, standing beside Ji Fan.

  "This round, no rules apply. You can also choose to team up with others to attack someone else, as long as you're the last one standing, you win." Ji Fan added.

  A group of people's minds suddenly became active, and many people's eyes turned to Lin Bi, then shifted to Qin Hao, with a strong sense of apprehension in their eyes.

  It's no wonder, just a few days ago, Qin Hao was in the same situation as Lin Bi, and most of them witnessed it with their own eyes. As for the few who didn't see it, they heard others' mysterious descriptions and were even more wary of him. Moreover, earlier, the behavior of Qin's family members was also seen by them, and they really couldn't fathom the extent of Qin Hao's abilities.

  Some people plan to pull in familiar people and invite him out, after all, it's not enough to rely on a single person, they have more people cooperating, maybe can't beat him, but forcing him out is also possible.

  It wasn't until those people saw "Chrysanthemum Gate Master" Lin Bi that their little thoughts immediately melted away like snow in the sun, disappearing into thin air. They guessed that Lin Bi had thought the same way when he was fighting Qin Hao back then, and that's why he ended up so tragically.

  A lesson from the past, must be on guard!

  Lin Bi noticed the gaze of the crowd, how could he not know what others were thinking? He glared at Qin Hao with a sinister look, as if he wanted to swallow him whole. The expression was biting and resentful. Lanyi Tian, the representative of the Lan family, stood close to Lin Bi, occasionally casting sarcastic glances at Qin Hao. As many people as there were in the room, there were just as many thoughts.

  Qin Hao didn't think much of it and just smiled at some people from neutral families, saying sincerely: "You guys, it's just a test, no need to be too desperate, right?"

  A group of nervous people suddenly calmed down, all of whom were clever and understood the meaning behind Qin Hao's words. It seemed that Qin Hao didn't plan on actually fighting them. Thinking again, their family had never offended anyone before, and they also didn't have any grudges with Qin Hao, so what did they have to be afraid of? They also didn't think they had the strength to win the competition, so going through the motions would be enough. With this thought, some people also smiled back at Qin Hao.

  After comforting those people, Qin Hao's tone suddenly changed again, and he said to Lin Zhanbei and Lan Yi: "Two masters, there may be more unpleasant things next, please forgive me."

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