Mainland Martial Arts

Before leaving, everyone in the Lin residence came forward to say goodbye to Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng. Some offered earnest instructions from their elders, others words of encouragement and blessings from their peers. Every word was filled with hope and care for them. Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng responded to each one, their hearts filled with emotion and determination.

Finally, it was time to set off. Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng boarded the carriage, and Lin Feng and others saw them off. Lin Dingxing patted the carriage and said, "Have a safe journey. I look forward to hearing good news from you." Lin Feng smiled and said, "Cousin Nuofeng, my father is relying on you. When you come back, we can talk about the affairs of the martial arts world together." Lin Nuofeng nodded and replied, "Lin Feng, I will."

The carriage started slowly and headed towards Qingmu City. Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng sat in the carriage, their mood was both excited and nervous. They knew that the road ahead would not be smooth, but they were confident that they could overcome all difficulties.

As the carriage drifted away, Lin Feng and the others gradually disappeared from sight. But their blessings and expectations, like a warm force, accompanied Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng as they continued on their journey. Lin Nuofeng clenched his fists, making a secret resolution: he must secure a top-ten ranking in the Tianjiao Selection Competition, to save his uncle and bring honor to his family!

The carriage bumped along the road, and Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng fell into deep thought. They recalled every little detail of their family's life, the days of training and the time spent with their family, which became the most solid support in their hearts. Lin Chaoyao looked at Lin Nuofeng and said, "Nuofeng, this competition means a lot to you. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just save your second uncle." Lin Nuofeng nodded to show that he understood, "Grandpa, I know. I will work hard to improve my strength and live up to everyone's expectations."

The carriage continued on its way, their hearts filled with longing for the future. Lin Nuofeng closed his eyes, as if he could feel the power of his family surging. He knew that this was not just a promise, but also the family's inheritance and hope.

During his long journey, Lin Nuofeng never forgot to practice. He used his free time to consult Lin Chaoyao, diligently learning and constantly improving his skills. Lin Chaoyao shared his experience and skills, while Lin Nuofeng demonstrated his talent and hard work.

Days passed, and finally, they arrived at Qingmu City. Qingmu City was bustling with activity, with talented young people from all over the country gathered together, all with the same goal: to stand out in the Tianjiao selection competition. Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng felt the intense competitive atmosphere, and their fighting spirit was even higher.

On the eve of the competition, Lin Chaoyao found a quiet place and had an in-depth conversation with Lin Nuofeng. "Nuofeng, tomorrow is the day of the competition. I know you're feeling pressured, but remember, just perform at your true level. Don't be influenced by external factors, and believe in your own abilities," Lin Chaoyao said earnestly.

Lin Nuofeng took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa, I will adjust my mindset. I believe that our Lin family's skills and techniques will not be lost to anyone." There was a firm light in his eyes.

The day of the competition finally arrived, and the arena was bustling with activity. Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng stepped onto the field, their steps steady and confident. The honor of their family shone brightly in their hearts, and they were determined to fight for it.

The competition was intense and fierce, with Lin Chaoyao and Lin Nuofeng displaying superb skills and brilliant combat strategies. They triumphed throughout the competition, drawing cheers from the audience. Every victory brought them one step closer to their goal.

However, they also encountered formidable opponents during the competition. Lin Nuofeng not only remained calm and composed, not being deceived by the opponent's strength, but also maintained his confidence and determination. They brought into play the unique skills of the Lin family, defeating one opponent after another with clever moves and agile posture.

After several rounds of intense competition, Lin Nuofeng successfully advanced to the final match. A victory would secure him a spot in the Imperial Capital. However, his final opponent was Wang Qingyang, the young prodigy of the Wang family in Qingmu City. Lin Dingkun had been forced to travel to Qingmu City to detoxify the Great Elder, but the Wang family secretly obstructed his efforts and ultimately imprisoned him. It could be argued that the Wang family was currently their most formidable enemy.

The match began, and the atmosphere in the arena was extremely tense. Lin Nuofeng and Wang Qingyang stood facing each other, their eyes gleaming with determination.

Wang Qingyang took the lead in attacking, his figure appearing in front of Lin Nuofeng in an instant like a ghost. Lin Nuofeng dodged sideways and threw a punch at the same time, colliding with Wang Qingyang's palm power.

Instantly, the Qi surged, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart. Lin Nuofeng only felt a powerful force coming at him. He took a few steps back, secretly surprised: This Wang Qingyang's strength is so powerful!

But he didn't show any weakness, and immediately unleashed the Lin family's ultimate skill—Golden Phoenix Slash. His figure flashed, and he soared into the air like a phoenix rising from the ashes. The sword in his hand drew a brilliant arc, and with a sharp sword energy, he slashed towards Wang Qingyang.

Wang Qingyang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. He jumped lightly, avoiding Lin Nuofeng's attack, and at the same time slapped out with his backhand, hitting Lin Nuofeng in the chest.

Lin Nuofeng groaned, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. A flicker of determination flashed in his eyes, and he unleashed the Golden Phoenix Slash once again. This time, he concentrated all his energy into the sword, making it even more powerful.

However, Wang Qingyang's strength far exceeded his expectations. He easily broke through Lin Nuofeng's sword moves and took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack. Lin Nuofeng had no way to avoid it and was hit by Wang Qingyang's palm, spitting blood and falling to the ground.

"Hahahaha, the Lin family's unique skills are just this good!" Wang Qingyang smiled proudly, his eyes full of contempt.

Lin Nuofeng lay on the ground, looking up at the sky, his heart filled with frustration. He thought of his second uncle, and the promise he had made to the Lin family and to Lin Feng. He couldn't just give in like this, he wanted revenge!

In the audience, Lin Chaoyao watched the situation on the court nervously. He watched his grandson injured with distress, his heart filled with worry. Meanwhile, Wang Qingyang's father smiled triumphantly, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

"Nuo Feng, give up!" Lin Chaoyao shouted, "You've tried your best, don't get hurt again."

Amid the audience's lamentations, Lin Nuofeng struggled to stand up. He gripped the hilt of the sword with his left hand, straightened his body, and looked at Wang Qingyang with a firm gaze.

"I haven't lost yet!" His voice was low and firm.

Wang Qingyang was slightly stunned, then sneered: "You are asking for trouble!"

Lin Nuofeng remained unmoved. He took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing. He knew that in his current state, it was almost impossible to defeat Wang Qingyang, but he wanted to use his actions to tell the other party that he would never surrender.