Chapter 33 Ling Zhan

Chapter 33: Chapter 33 Ling ZhanBeside the president of the Purple Cloud Commerce, there was a brocade-clothed elder who finally opened his eyes and gave Ling Chen a glance. This person, is the head of the Divine Thought Master Guild in Guangling City, Gu Ce. Also known as Master Gu by many. Divine Thought Masters are as rare as Spiritual Bodies, and thus, he held his own pride. The fact that Ling Chen, at such a young age, managed to cultivate to the seventh level of Condensation Realm, indeed surprised him. But that’s where his surprise ended. His purpose here was merely to witness to whom the True Martial Token would belong. Thus, having glanced at Ling Chen, he closed his eyes once again. "Patriarch Ling, is there really a need for such pretense?" The Su Family Patriarch, Su Mo, said with a faint smile. The affairs of Ling Chen had already been communicated to him by Lin Xiong. He couldn’t help but mock Patriarch Ling’s artificial appearance. However, Patriarch Ling acted as if he heard nothing, his gaze fixated on the figure on the battle stage. "What, the seventh level of Condensation Realm?" The audience was stunned. Wasn’t it agreed that Ling Chen only had five-star talent? Wasn’t it agreed that Ling Chen’s cultivation was boosted by taking elixirs? Wasn’t it agreed that Ling Chen’s awakening was a failure? How did those words turn out to be just a joke? On the battle stage. Ling Yang was extremely shocked in his heart. Ling Chen’s previous strike had definitely reached the seventh level of the Condensation Realm. Both had used lower-grade Spirit Arts, but Ling Chen managed to defeat him, clearly indicating his cultivation level might be stronger. Previously, he had wanted Ling Chen to admit defeat, but now thinking of it, it was but a pipe dream! "Hmph, I refuse to believe that you can also cultivate a middle-grade Spirit Art successfully!" Ling Yang quickly calmed down. Even if Ling Chen’s cultivation level was sky-high, he couldn’t match his own depth of experience in Spirit Arts. Middle-grade Spirit Arts were definitely not as easy to cultivate as lower-grade ones. "Ling Chen, try taking another hit from me!" In just a moment, Ling Yang’s right hand had recovered, the numbness completely gone. "Azure Sky Claw!" Ling Yang closed in again, reaching for Ling Chen’s chest. This time, he was using a middle-grade Spirit Art. Seeing this, Ling Chen couldn’t help but curl his lips, not expecting that Ling Yang had also cultivated the Azure Sky Claw. "Azure Sky Claw!" Ling Chen too would return the favor with a middle-grade Spirit Art. "Boom!" Their claws met, resulting in a muffled sound, and then Ling Yang was once again knocked back dozens of steps. This time, Ling Yang’s fingers were covered with countless fine wounds, as blood slowly dripped down. "Shall we continue?" Ling Chen smiled slightly. Just now, he had directly used the spiritual power of a mid-level seventh layer Condensation Realm practitioner. "Middle-grade Spirit Art?" Patriarch Ling exclaimed in shock once more. Ling Chen had only awakened for over ten days, not only had his cultivation level reached the mid-level of the seventh-layer Condensation Realm, but he had even successfully cultivated a middle-grade Spirit Art? The Lin Family Patriarch, Lin Xiong and Su Family Patriarch, Su Mo, were gnashing their teeth in anger. Putting on an act once was enough, do you fucking ever stop? "Eh? Quite interesting." A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Gu Ce’s mouth. At such a young age, Ling Chen had successfully cultivated a middle-grade Spirit Art, maybe he has some talent in the way of Divine Soul Telekinesis. "Patriarch Ling, bring this young man to me after the ceremony of the competition for the token is over." Gu Ce said lightly. "Ah?" Patriarch Ling was once again dumbfounded. But ultimately he was a Spirit Sea Realm Cultivator, and promptly reacting, he joyfully said, "Thank you so much, Master Gu." Gu Ce closed his eyes. Lingtianfeng seemed indifferent. Lin Xiong and Su Mo were seething with envy in their hearts. Master Gu actually singled out Ling Chen to come over; does this kid possess talent as a Divine Thought Master? Originally, Ling Chen’s talent in Spiritual Power was already astonishing. If he could also make a mark in Divine Soul Telekinesis, Guangling City might truly fall into the hands of the Ling Family! The power of a Divine Thought Master is too great, not to mention the mysterious and unpredictable attack methods. As long as Ling Chen has even a slight talent in Elixirs, Artifact Refining, Arrays, talismans, or even Puppets, the Ling Family would be able to walk sideways through Guangling City. "I admit defeat." Ling Yang said bitterly. He hadn’t successfully cultivated a high-grade Spirit Art, and medium-grade Spirit Arts were his limit. Moreover, his Spiritual Power was inferior to Ling Chen’s, and to continue would only bring further humiliation. "Ling Chen wins!" Ling Chengzhi’s expression was complicated as he glanced at Ling Chen before making the announcement. Previously, he had thought Ling Chen would be defeated with one move, but unexpectedly, the latter had forced Ling Yang, who was at the early stages of the seventh layer of the Qi Condensation Realm, to admit defeat. "Brother Ling Chen is amazing!" Luo Luo stood up, waving her pale little fists, and called out in her baby voice. Upon hearing this, the originally silent spectator stands erupted. "Ah, what a cute little loli!" Many people were showing great interest in their eyes. This little one was really too endearing. However, soon there were rumors spreading that this little loli was Ling Chen’s illegitimate child! After hearing this, Ling Chen almost fainted. He was only fourteen, not yet fifteen. Luo Luo appeared to be only five or six years old. If that were true, wouldn’t it mean that Ling Chen had a child at eight or nine years old? The idea was utterly absurd! The competition continued. One battle after another commenced, and soon the twelve advancing spots were determined. Aside from Ling Chen, all twelve contestants who advanced were at the eight or nine layers of cultivation! The twelve battles were over in just two hours. The advancing contestants rested for fifteen minutes, and then the second round of competition began. The second round was much more lively than the first. This time, the strength disparity between the competitors was not large. Therefore, the battles were quite spectacular. One battle even went so far that both contenders almost depleted their Spiritual Power before managing to barely determine the winner. "The fifth match, Ling Zhan against Ling Chen." Ling Chengzhi announced in a loud voice. Hearing that Ling Chen was about to compete again, the audience grew excited. Previously, in a situation where no one had high hopes, Ling Chen had defeated Ling Yang, who was at the early stage of the Qi Condensation Realm. Therefore, they wanted to see if Ling Chen could possibly create another miracle. Of course, they didn’t hold out much hope in their hearts. seaʀᴄh thё nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The two made their way to the battle platform, exchanged salutes, and the match began. "Cousin Ling Chen, you make the first move!" Ling Zhan’s face bloomed with a smile, calm and composed, appearing very gentlemanly. He was at the middle stage of the eighth layer of the Qi Condensation Realm, a whole level higher than Ling Chen, and had even cultivated a high-grade Spirit Art! If he were to strike, Ling Chen probably wouldn’t be able to withstand even one of his hits. For this suddenly emerged cousin, he did wish for the latter to reveal all his strength. Because if Ling Chen was not talented but had strong abilities, the family would also lean a fair amount of resources to cultivate him. "Alright! Then Cousin Ling Zhan, be careful!" Ling Chen smiled slightly. Compared to the previous fierce battles, the fight between these two was somewhat of a gentleman’s duel. "Mysterious Yin Palm!" Ling Chen shouted, stomped on the ground with his foot, and rushed toward Ling Zhan, raising his right hand to strike towards his opponent’s chest! "A medium-grade Spirit Art?" Ling Zhan inwardly nodded, also deploying a medium-grade Spirit Art in response. However, just as their palms were about to touch, Ling Zhan’s face suddenly changed dramatically. He used a medium-grade Body Technique Spirit Art with his feet to dodge Ling Chen’s strike! "What’s going on?" "Why did Cousin Ling Zhan react like that?" "Why didn’t he dare to directly counter a medium-grade Spirit Art?" ... The spectator stands burst into an uproar.