Invincible Martial God System

Chapter 8 Leng Family Sacrificial Ceremony

The Leng Family Compound, Central Square.

A large crowd had gathered in the square, staring at the altar under the clear sky.

Standing in the front row, Leng Shan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Today is the day I made an appointment with Leng Yun. Does he dare to come?

Pang, the eldest brother, went to carry out the mission to kill Leng Yun, but has not returned for a long time, which has never happened before.

Is Leng Yun really so powerful that he can even kill Boss Pang?

“Young Master, it’s your turn to speak.” An old butler walked up to Leng Shan.

Today is the Leng family's annual family ancestral worship ceremony. All family members must return to pray together for favorable weather and abundant harvests.

As the eldest son of the Leng family, Leng Shan had to read a blessing to his father in front of everyone.

He absentmindedly picked up the bamboo scroll with the blessing and walked to the altar.

"Heaven is about to rise, and the fist protects the earth. I, the seventy-third generation disciple of the Leng family—"

"Leng Shan! I'm here!" Leng Yun suddenly appeared, interrupting Leng Shan's words.

A few simple words were enough to captivate everyone present.

"You really dare to come!" Leng Shan's face was filled with contempt and hatred, and even a little excitement. He really needed a cannon fodder to let everyone present know how powerful he was.

"You really have a lot of nerve." Leng Yun, the head of the Leng family, sat high on the platform, looking at Leng Yun as if he were trash.

"Please don't forget what you said that day: I can return to the Leng family if I defeat Leng Shan!" Leng Yun said loudly, so that everyone present could hear him clearly.

Leng Shan's face darkened. In this situation, Leng Yun was only using him as a stepping stone to enter the Leng family, which was undoubtedly an insult to him.

The audience below was already in a frenzy. Although they were surprised by Leng Yun's appearance, it was another good opportunity to place bets, and everyone rushed to bet on Leng Shan to win.

"Buy me 100 taels."

"Old Hu, you've really gone all out."

"What's the big deal? Young Master Lengshan is bound to win. The more he bets, the more he'll earn."

Leng Yun simply stood there quietly, expressionless. After all, he was used to this kind of thing. So what if everyone laughed at him? So what if others thought he would lose?

“Hehe, how about we place some bets?” Leng Shan suddenly revealed a sinister smile and said, “I’ll bet ten thousand taels. If you win, it’s yours; if you lose, I’ll burn down your thatched hut.”

Another round of whispers erupted from the crowd below:

"Wow, as expected of the Leng family, they're so generous! Ten thousand taels!"

"But is Leng Shan trying to wipe them out completely by burning down their thatched huts?"

"Hey, dealing with a piece of trash like Leng Yun is never too much of a deal."

Ignoring the undisguised conversation of the crowd, Leng Yun said to Leng Shan, "Well, so you're confident now? Weren't you terrified before?"

Leng Shan glared at the other person fiercely: "What did you say?"

Leng Yun continued, "If you weren't afraid back then, why would you have sent your four henchmen to kill me?"

Leng Shan's four henchmen: Boss Pang, Niu Er, Zhang Xiao San, and Yan Xiao Si.

Two were killed by Leng Yun, and two were defeated by Leng Yun.

"Leng Yun! You arrogant bastard!" Leng Shan gritted his teeth in anger.

"Enough talk, let's fight!" Leng Yun said briefly.

"Go to hell!" Enraged by being exposed, Leng Shan attacked first.

"110th Form - Qi Control!"

Leng Shan made the first move.

"110th Form - Qi Control!"

Leng Yun actually used the same move!

"bump!"

The two air cannons met in the middle of the arena and exploded, the sound like a thunderclap in a clear sky, deafening.

"What! He can actually use the 110th move of the Thousand Style Fist Technique? This means he has also reached the Martial Mastery Realm!"

Not only Leng Shan was surprised, but everyone present, including Leng Wuyi and the seven elders of the family.

The Flower Martial Realm is a realm that any ordinary person can cultivate, while the Imperial Martial Realm is a realm that only those with cultivation talent can reach.

A person who can break through to the Martial Control Realm can go further on this path; if they cannot break through, it means they will be an ordinary person for the rest of their life.

The dividing line between the two fates is the '110th move - Qi Control', the peak move of the first level of the Martial Control Realm, an air cannon formed from fist energy.

The ability to fire an air cannon indicates that he is someone who can go further on the path of cultivation and has transcended the realm of ordinary people.

It can be said that at this moment, the door to cultivation was truly opened.

Therefore, on the Seven Heavens Continent, if a family has a child who can fire an air cannon, it is definitely a major event worth celebrating.

Now, no one expected that Leng Yun, who had always been considered a waste, would actually fire an air cannon. This has already shown that Leng Yun is stronger than most people!

The two had only made tentative contact, yet they had already resorted to such forceful tactics, indicating that their grudges had run deep and they were now at a point where neither would back down.

What was initially thought to be a one-sided match turned into a draw after dozens of rounds.

"107th move - Embrace the disabled!"

"108th move - Guard the Deficiency!"

"109th Form - Dragon's Roar!"

Leng Yun unleashed three powerful attacks in one breath.

"puff!"

Leng Shan coughed up a mouthful of blood, unable to withstand the enhanced power of Leng Yun, and took three steps back.

"Impossible!" Leng Shan shouted. "I don't believe that a piece of trash like you can defeat me!"

His eyes were bloodshot as he unleashed the ultimate move he could muster!

"120th Form - Demon Slash!"

He raised one hand, his palm forming a blade, and cleaved down with immense force. The energy around his palm condensed into a two-meter-long, sharp blade, whistling as it slashed down at his opponent with a whooshing sound!

This is the effect of the Demon Slash.

It turns out that Leng Shan has already reached the peak of the second level of the Martial Arts Realm!

"109th Form - Dragon's Roar!"

Although Leng Yun's highest move is the 110th move, that move uses qi to injure people, which is not as powerful as the flesh-and-blood punches enhanced by the Black Bear bloodline.

With his right fist clenched into a bow shape, the punch tore through the air, faintly emitting a dragon's roar, just like a dragon waving its tail. The enormous dragon, with its overwhelming momentum, lashed out at the enemy!

This is the effect of the dragon's roar.

"Touch! Touch!"

Both were hit at the same time. Leng Yun took three steps back, while Leng Shan took five steps back, both spitting out blood.

In this round, Leng Shan clearly lost again.

The audience immediately gasped in surprise:

"Is Leng Yun going to win?"

"How could the 109th move possibly defeat the 120th move? Could it be that Leng Yun's cultivation level is much higher than Leng Shan's?"

Such a voice made Leng Shan look even worse. His enemy was a good-for-nothing he looked down on and bullied every year!

Could I really lose to this good-for-nothing?

Thinking of this, Leng Shan's eyes turned even bloodshot; he was unwilling to accept defeat!

"121st move - Three Breaks!"

Leng Shan actually improved during the battle and comprehended a higher move! He vaguely touched the shadow of the third level of the Martial Control Realm.

Three sharp streaks of air, like claws, followed Leng Shan's punch and slammed towards Leng Yun.

"109th Form - Dragon's Roar!"

Leng Yun remained unchanged amidst the ever-changing situation, employing the same old techniques.