Mainland Martial Arts

"But, they..." Lin Feng clenched his fists, his fingertips deeply embedded in the flesh of his palms. His chest heaved violently, his heart filled with humiliation and anger.

"I know you are very angry, but we can't be impulsive now. We need to calm down and find a way to deal with it." Lin Chaoyao said.

"How can they say that about my father? How can they insult our Lin family like this?" Lin Feng's voice was a little hoarse.

"I know they have gone too far. But we don't have evidence now and can't act rashly," said Lin Chaoyao.

"So are we just going to let it go like this?" Lin Feng asked.

"Of course not. We have to wait for an opportunity to make them pay for what they have done," said Lin Chaoyao.

"But..." Lin Feng wanted to say something.

"Feng'er, you have to believe me. I can definitely rescue your father." Lin Chaoyao said.

Lin Feng looked at Lin Chaoyao, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"Okay." Lin Feng said.

Lin Chaoyao and Lin Feng turned around and left, their figures disappearing in the crowd.

The two young men from the Wang family looked at their backs as they left, their lips slightly raised, revealing a smug smile.

"Hmph, the people of the Lin family are so weak and incompetent." said one of the young men.

"Yes, they can only bow their heads in front of us." said another young man.

"However, that kid named Lin Feng doesn't look simple. We have to be careful of him." said the first young man.

"Don't worry, he is just a first-grade warrior. We are all first-grade peak warriors. He is no match for us." said another young man.

"Well, but we still have to be careful. After all, this selection is very important to us." said the first young man.

"Don't worry." said another young man.

The two young men from the Wang family turned around and left, their figures disappearing in the crowd.

The city lord then began to speak, his voice echoing across the square. The city lord's name was Wang Aotian. He was tall, with a dignified face, and exuded a powerful aura.

At this moment, the city lord began to speak. His voice echoed in the square, attracting everyone's attention.

"Dear young warriors, welcome to the Tianjiao Trials. This is the stage for you to showcase your strength and pursue your dreams. I hope you will give your all in the competition and fight for your family and honor!"

Hearing the City Lord's words, Lin Feng's resolve grew even stronger. He was determined to achieve excellent results in the competition, to bring honor to the Lin family and to make the Wang family pay for their actions. With the City Lord's speech complete, the qualifying rounds officially began. Lin Feng and Lin Chaoyao found a quiet spot and began preparing for the upcoming competition.

Lin Feng reflected on his years of cultivation, his heart filled with emotion. He had put so much effort and sweat into this selection. He knew that only by achieving excellent results in the competition could he help the Lin family escape its predicament and free his father.

Lin Chaoyao kept reminding Lin Feng of some precautions during the game. He told Lin Feng to stay calm and not be affected by the opponent's provocation. At the same time, he should also be good at using his advantages to seize opportunities to defeat his opponent.

Around them, other contestants were also nervously preparing. Everyone knew that this competition would be a fierce competition, and only the best would stand out.

Lin Feng was dressed in a black suit, his eyes firm and confident. He stood on the field, his heart full of fighting spirit.

City Lord Qing Yuechen stood on the high platform and explained the rules of the competition clearly to everyone. As he finished speaking, the competition officially began.

The thirty-six contestants took turns to draw lots, and Lin Feng joined them. He felt a little nervous, but also more excited. When he drew lot number 12, his heart sank slightly, because his opponent was a genius from the Qing family.

The two young players from the Wang family, Wang Yuxuan and Wang Zihao, also caught Lin Feng's attention. Wang Yuxuan was composed, while Wang Zihao seemed a bit arrogant. When Wang Zihao drew lot number 11, he glanced at Lin Feng with a playful smile. Lin Feng also noticed his gaze, and a hint of anger welled up in his heart.

"If I win, I will most likely fight against Wang Zihao of the Wang family." Lin Feng thought to himself, with a determined look on his face.

As the competition progressed, it was Wang Zihao's turn. His opponent was Chen Zixuan from Muye Town, also surnamed Chen. Lin Feng pondered for a moment, and then his great-grandfather, Lin Chaoyao, explained that they were not related to the Chen family of Jinyan City, but simply shared the same surname.

The battle between Wang Zihao and Chen Zixuan began. Wang Zihao stood on the field, emitting a powerful aura. He was a top-tier warrior, far more powerful than Chen Zixuan.

Not to be outdone, Chen Zixuan unleashed his own martial arts skills in an attempt to rival Wang Zihao. However, the gap between the two was too great, and Chen Zixuan was steadily defeated by Wang Zihao's attacks.

Lin Feng watched the battle on the field, feeling sorry for Chen Zixuan. He saw that Chen Zixuan was already sweating profusely and breathing heavily, while Wang Zihao remained calm and even had a playful expression on his face.

In the end, Chen Zixuan was defeated, his right hand broken. While the fight wasn't life-threatening, a missed strike that resulted in a disability was within reasonable limits. The audience could only rage but remain silent, knowing full well the power of the Wang family.

Lin Feng clenched his fists, feeling angry at the Wang family's tactics. At this moment, Wang Zihao made a gesture of wiping his neck towards Lin Feng, and Lin Feng's eyes became even sharper.

Then, it was Lin Feng's turn. His great-grandfather, Lin Chaoyao, first encouraged Lin Feng and then told him to hurry up and get on stage. Lin Chaoyao knew that with Lin Feng's strength as a third-grade warrior, he would definitely win, but he still reminded Lin Feng to be careful.

Lin Feng walked onto the stage and locked eyes with Qing Yuze, the Qing family's genius. Qing Yuze was tall, his eyes gleaming with a hint of pride. The two clasped their fists in salute, and at the command of the city lord's servant, the duel began.

Lin Feng and Qing Yuze instantly engaged in a fierce fight. Lin Feng, having suppressed his realm to the First Rank, fought a close battle with Qing Yuze, a peak First Rank genius. Each of their moves was imbued with power and speed, captivating the surrounding audience.

"Qing Yuze, you are very good, but you will definitely lose today!" Lin Feng shouted and unleashed a fierce punch.

Qing Yuze was not afraid at all, he also displayed his martial arts to fight against Lin Feng. The two chatted while fighting, and Qing Yuze tried to win over Lin Feng to deal with the Wang family.