Cultivation begins in the endless sea.

Zuo Qiuyang, the head of the Zuo family, suddenly spoke in a loud voice.

Upon hearing this, Lin Canglan narrowed his eyes slightly. Sixty years ago, he fought three battles alone, and in the first battle, he overpowered Zuo Qiuyang!

At this moment, his initiative to challenge others suggests he has something to rely on.

At this moment, the entire room fell silent, and all eyes turned to the Zuo and Lin families.

Lin Canglan's expression shifted slightly, and just as he was about to speak, a hint of joy suddenly flashed between his brows.

Lin Shenglei, who was behind him, kept a close eye on the old ancestor's expression and was somewhat puzzled by what he saw.

Just then, a familiar voice was heard, approaching slowly and steadily.

"Our ancestors hold important positions and it is not appropriate for them to act rashly. Since this is a contest between nine clans, it would be better to let the younger generation hone their skills."

As soon as the words were spoken, two figures floated down from the clouds and landed steadily on the second set of steps.

One of the figures in cyan was Lin Qing.

"Junior Lin Qing is willing to test the Zuo family's secret technique with his Chonglan Palm!"

After saying that, Lin Qing turned to Su Jianfei beside him and said, "Thank you, Brother Su, otherwise I would have missed the alliance meeting."

It turned out that when Lin Qing rushed back to Wanling Island, Lin Canglan had already been gone for more than half a day. Despite their hurried efforts, they were still stuck outside the gate of Qingyang Island.

Because they didn't have an invitation, they were anxiously waiting for the message when they happened to run into Su Jianfei, who was returning home.

After a brief investigation, Su Jianfei flew straight over with Lin Qing.

Otherwise, how could outsiders possibly allow people to ride the clouds in Su Family Spirit Mountain?

Su Jianfei remained cold and taciturn: "It's alright."

After speaking, he walked straight to Su Mangxia and stood next to her.

Seeing the two of them arrive together, Su Mangxia's heart stirred, and she made a slight guess.

However, it is not appropriate to ask questions at this time.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qiuyang frowned slightly and glanced at Zuo Jingming beside him.

The latter was also at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. He was handsome and dressed in a white Taoist robe, giving him an otherworldly appearance.

Seeing the clan leader looking over, Zuo Jingming nodded slightly.

Therefore, Zuo Qiuyang spoke up loudly, "In that case, let the juniors have a friendly spar first!"

After he said this, a withered old elder beside Su Mangxia suddenly raised his hand, and a milky white light flashed, and a huge magic array suddenly appeared on the mountain not far away.

"This is the Zhenyue Vajra Martial Arts Formation, which is exceptionally sturdy."

"You may all use your skills to the fullest."

Upon hearing this, those with quick wit in the Qi Refining Realm immediately guessed that the Su family had long been preparing for the Alliance War, and they were filled with doubt and unease.

Two figures, one in green and one in white, gracefully entered.

Zuo Jingming was extremely tall, half a head taller than Lin Qingzuo. With a graceful and elegant demeanor, he slightly extended his hand and said, "Junior Brother Lin, please go first."

Lin Qing didn't stand on ceremony. He cupped his hands in a salute, then patted his storage bag, and the meteor blade shot off like an arrow.

With a "whoosh," it shot away!

The Zuo family primarily cultivates the "Hanlan Yinyuan Jing," which purifies the mind and spirit, using gentleness to overcome strength.

At that moment, Zuo Jingming waved his wide sleeve, and a Cold Mist Jade Bottle emerged from the wind, spewing out a cloud of cold air that instantly caught the Meteor Blade.

"Sizzle—"

The meteor blade trembled incessantly in the frigid mist, as if frozen solid by some force…

At the same time, as Lin Qing continued to make hand seals, the water elemental energy in the air condensed out of thin air, transforming into a giant blue palm several feet in size.

Chonglan Palm!

Upon first seeing this palm strike, Lin Shenglei's right eye twitched; he hadn't expected this kid to actually master this supernatural ability.

Zuo Qiuyang, on the other side, looked even worse. Back then, he had been defeated because of this palm strike that shattered the cold mist!

Zuo Jingming's expression turned solemn. Immediately, a jade hairpin from his hair flew up in front of his eyes. As he opened his mouth and exhaled, a cloud of white mist enveloped the jade hairpin.

The jade hairpin instantly transformed into a long sword, carrying a chilling aura as it pierced towards the giant hand.

Zuo Jingming himself suddenly emitted a bluish-white mist, not only concealing his aura but also making his movements unpredictable and difficult to lock onto.

Lin Qing was extremely experienced in combat and immediately came up with a countermeasure.

With a wave of his hand, the Wind-Stabilizing Mirror emitted a hazy gray light that momentarily froze the jade bottle.

With a "clang,"

The meteor blade bounced to the left of Chonglan's palm, poised to strike.

"Sizzle—"

As the jade hairpin touched Chonglan's palm, the chilling aura emanating from the hairpin instantly seeped into Chonglan, spreading out from the hairpin as the center into blue and white ice crystals...

Zuo Qiuyang smoothed his sleeves and exchanged a smile with another elder from the family beside him.

"not good!"

Old Xiu's expression suddenly changed.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

The water elemental energy that had originally dispersed into two colors, blue and white, suddenly turned into a bluish-brown color and formed a small vortex from within, continuously eroding the cold and sharp aura of the jade hairpin!

Sensing the change, Zuo Jingming's expression darkened slightly, and he moved swiftly to approach the jade hairpin.

Suddenly, his consciousness jolted, and he instinctively transformed into Han Lan to dodge, a streak of gray-black light grazing past him…

This slight delay was enough for the jade hairpin to succumb to the powerful palm strike infused with the profound true water.

"Click..."

Zuo Jingming's expression changed, and he used his divine sense to send the jade hairpin flying to the side.

Just then, Chonglan's palm struck down with a loud "boom"!

In desperation, Zuo Jingming exhaled another breath of bluish-white air, and the cold mist around him solidified even more.

"Click..."

It was only a momentary obstruction before the white-clad figure was sent flying!

"Ming'er!"

Zuo Qiuyang suddenly stood up and instantly appeared on the fighting platform, catching Zuo Jingming.

Zuo Jingming's face was pale, clearly indicating he had suffered internal injuries. Zuo Qiuyang was about to erupt in anger, but Zuo Jingming quietly stopped him.

"Thank you for your mercy, Brother Lin. Jingming accepts the defeat wholeheartedly."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qiuyang didn't say much. He took out a pill and gave it to Jingming to swallow, then took him away gracefully.

It turned out that Lin Qing had concealed the Chongxuan True Water before unleashing it, and when Zuo Jingming misjudged the situation, he suddenly exerted his power. With the addition of the Meteor Blade interfering from the side, he succeeded in one fell swoop.

However, since it wasn't a life-or-death battle, both sides had many trump cards up their sleeves. Lin Qing decided to stop while he was ahead, and only used five-tenths of his strength in the Chonglan Palm!

Seeing the victory in the first round, Lin Canglan stroked his short beard and nodded with a smile. No one knew that a fine sweat had seeped from his palms...

Qian Xiaobao, sitting at the Qian family's table, couldn't wait to go on stage as soon as he saw Lin Qing defeat the enemy with force.

"Master, let me test that kid's strength!"

Qian Xiaobao was all muscle, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, and his whole body was full of power like a cheetah.

Qian Changlin frowned slightly: "How confident are you?"

Qian Xiaobao said casually, "It's hard to say in other situations."

"But, you know, it's in that pigeon coop."

Qian Changlin instantly understood. The best way for a cultivator to deal with a body refiner is to keep their distance and attack from a distance with spells.

However, the Su family's martial arts arena is of limited size and cannot fully utilize this advantage of cultivators.

Upon thinking of this, Qian Changlin nodded slightly.

Upon seeing the patriarch's agreement, Qian Xiaobao was overjoyed. He transformed into a brown whirlwind and launched himself directly from the second stack onto the martial arts stage.

Lin Qing only saw a brown whirlwind swirl before his eyes, and a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist appeared in front of him.

The man smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Qian the Young Leopard of the Qian family, Brother Lin, please accept this challenge!"