Mainland Martial Arts

The Second Elder stood up and said with reluctance, "Brother, are we just going to let this go? Ding Kun is still in their hands."

Lin Chaoyao looked up at the Second Elder and said calmly, "Of course we can't just let it go. We can only arrange for someone to participate in the Tianjiao Selection Competition."

"The Prodigy Selection Competition!" The second elder seemed to have thought of something.

"For our Lin family, this genius selection competition is a critical moment that concerns the rise and fall of the family. We must select the best disciples to represent our family in the fight for honor." Lin Chaoyao's voice was low and powerful, as if it could penetrate the wall.

The Second Elder nodded slightly, a hint of worry in his tone. "However, we face many challenges. Other families are also actively preparing, and the competition will be extremely fierce."

At this moment, Lin Dingxing stood up, his young face filled with worry. "Father, the only one who meets the requirements is Nuo Feng, but with his talent, if he wants to compete for the top ten, I'm afraid..."

Lin Chaoyao looked at his son, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes, but he also understood the difficulties ahead. "Dingxing, you're right, but we have no choice." Lin Chaoyao looked at his son's worry, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Call Nuo Feng and Feng Er together."

Lin Dingxing knew that no matter what he said, there was no way out, because the Wang family of Qingmu City was not something that the small Lin family could fight against. In the end, he could only agree with his father's choice, which could be said to be the only choice.

After a while, Lin Nuofeng and Lin Feng were brought up together. When they saw the head of the Lin family, they politely said: "Greetings, head of the family."

Lin Chaoyao looked at the two young men and couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing this, Lin Feng spoke first: "Master, is there anything you want to talk about?"

"Feng'er, I'm sorry I can't save your father directly. I hope you don't blame your great-grandfather." Lin Chaoyao's face was full of self-blame.

"Feng'er doesn't blame grandpa. It's the Wang family that is too despicable. I also know that the Wang family is not something our Lin family can compete with." Lin Feng was so sad that tears came out.

Hearing Lin Chaoyao's words, the two young men looked up in shock and looked at the old man who looked like a middle-aged man.

Because they couldn't possibly be unaware of how powerful the Wang family of Qingmu City was. Not to mention the Wang family of Qingmu City, even any first-rate family was not something the Lin family could contend with.

There are four first-class families in Qingmu City, and the Wang family is one of them. A first-class family has at least three masters.

Don't underestimate the Grandmasters. Even the lowest-level Fifth-Rank Grandmaster is not something a Fourth-Rank warrior can contend with. It can be said that there's a huge gap between the Fourth-Rank and the Fifth-Rank, one that's difficult to bridge.

As long as the fifth-rank master is willing, even if all the members of the Lin family have reached the peak of the fourth rank, they will be completely unable to resist.

Hearing Lin Chaoyao say this, Lin Nuofeng's eyes were full of hope, and he said excitedly: "Grandpa, if I can rescue my second uncle, tell me, what should I say."

"You need to participate in the Tianjiao selection competition. As long as you get into the top ten in the Tianjiao selection competition, you will have a chance to save your second uncle." Lin Chaoyao did not hide anything. He explained the conditions of the Tianjiao selection competition clearly and entrusted all his hopes to him.

"Cousin Lin Feng, don't worry. I will definitely get a top ten score and rescue your father." Lin Nuofeng first said to Lin Feng, and then confidently said to Lin Chaoyao: "Grandpa, what do I need to do?"

"Starting tomorrow, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life. You have a pretty good talent. And Feng'er, you have an extremely high talent. You should learn with us." After Lin Chaoyao finished his instructions, he let them disperse and go back to their rooms.

The next day, the morning sun shone upon the Lin family's martial arts training hall in Muyang Town, casting a solemn atmosphere. Lin Chaoyao, accompanied by Lin Nuofeng and Lin Feng, solemnly entered this historic place. Today, he would personally teach the secrets of the Lin family's unique martial arts, the family's most precious inheritance.

Inside the martial arts training room, Lin Chaoyao stood upright in the center, his eyes revealing determination and expectation. Lin Nuofeng and Lin Feng stood respectfully to the side, their eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.

"Today, I will teach you the secrets of the Lin family's unique skills, the secrets of "Golden Phoenix Slash" and "Extreme Intentions". This is the treasure of our family and the only way for you to become a strong person. Although you know the basics of "Golden Phoenix Slash" and "Extreme Intentions", if you want to learn the secrets of "Golden Phoenix Slash" and "Extreme Intentions", you have to put in some effort." Lin Chaoyao's voice was low and powerful, which made people feel awe.

He first demonstrated the profound meaning of the Golden Phoenix Slash. His movements were agile, his sword swift like a phoenix spreading its wings, and each strike carried a fierce aura. Lin Chaoyao's movements were as smooth as flowing water, and the whistling sound of his sword blade as it sliced ​​through the air resembled the cry of a golden phoenix.

"Did you see it clearly? The secret of "Golden Phoenix Slash" lies in the changes in sword momentum and the control of power. You must feel the strength and rhythm of each sword carefully." Lin Chaoyao looked at Lin Nuofeng and Lin Feng and said seriously.

Lin Nuofeng and Lin Feng watched Lin Chaoyao's movements intently, trying to imitate every detail. Lin Feng's boxing was fierce and powerful, with each punch carrying the sound of breaking wind; while Lin Nuofeng's sword skills were agile and changeable, and his sword moves were like a dancing phoenix.

During the training, Lin Chaoyao constantly corrected their postures and movements. He personally demonstrated and taught them step by step, allowing them to feel the essence of the secret.

"The source of strength lies in inner determination and concentration. Only by uniting the body and mind can the true power of the unique skills be unleashed." Lin Chaoyao said earnestly.

Lin Chaoyao walked over to Lin Nuofeng and gently grasped his sword handle, feeling the way he applied force. He frowned slightly and said softly, "Nuofeng, the essence of swordsmanship lies in agility and change. Your movements are a bit stiff and lack flexibility."

Lin Chaoyao lifted Lin Nuofeng's arm and adjusted his posture. His fingers gently moved the sword, guiding Lin Nuofeng to feel the rhythm of the sword.

"Pay attention to the inclination angle of the sword body, so that you can better exert the power of the sword. At the same time, you must use the strength of your waist and legs to maximize the power of the sword technique." Lin Chaoyao's voice was low and magnetic, as if it contained endless wisdom.

Lin Nuofeng listened intently to his father's instructions, his eyes following his father's movements. He tried to adjust his posture, feeling the lightness and power of the sword.

Lin Chaoyao signaled Lin Nuofeng to swing his sword, and he carefully observed every movement. When Lin Nuofeng's swordsmanship deviated, Lin Chaoyao would correct it in time.

"The speed of the sword must be fast, but you must also pay attention to the precise control. Every sword must have a purpose, and the power must be concentrated on the tip of the sword." Lin Chaoyao said as he demonstrated the correct sword technique.