Family Cultivation : The Rise Of The Feng Clan

Royal martial arts arena, preparation hall.

There were figures standing inside, each of them had a very strong aura, and the nine people in the lead were the nine princes of Jinghong Empire.

Some of them had cold faces, some had faint smiles, and some looked nervous.

Among the nine people, the one standing behind the eldest prince had the strongest aura, and when the other princes looked at him, their expressions were very solemn.

"Seventh Prince, you even brought in level 5 , do you want to win so much?"

Third Prince Lin Yu said lightly, although his expression seemed very calm, but the contempt in his eyes was difficult to conceal.

Hearing this, the others also looked at the Seventh Prince.

In the entire preparation hall, except for a few princes who were perfect in the Level 5, the other cultivators were all in the Level 6, and Feng Yuan's figure was particularly eye-catching.

Everyone looked at Lin Jin with disdain.

Lin Mu had previously thought that Lin Jin had ulterior motives in bringing a Level 5 cultivator, or that he had concealed his cultivation and was preparing to use it as a trump card.

But now that they had met, he was almost certain that Feng Yuan had absolutely not concealed his cultivation.

In order to ensure victory this time, Lin Mu even borrowed a detection treasure, which was of the middle level of the Earth Rank, and basically no one could escape his sight.

Lin Mu looked at Lin Jin coldly, with a faint golden light flashing in his eyes, and he smiled contemptuously.

In the early-layer of the level 6, what was the point of hiding his cultivation? There were only two Level 6 cultivators available.

The rules of the battle for the succession were very simple, and were similar to normal competitions, that is, the princes would select one of their subordinates to come on stage and challenge the other princes, and the challenged could not refuse, even if there was a gap in realm.

For example, if the eldest prince sent a Level 6 cultivator to challenge an early level cultivator, he could not refuse, which could be said to be very unfair.

This meant that the two princes could target one person at the same time and specifically challenge his subordinates.

If there is no one left, the prince can either go on his own or give up.

In the end, whoever wins will be the king of the Jinghong Empire.

The rules are so casual, but the more casual the rules are, the fewer loopholes there are, and the more competition is about one's own hard power and strategy.

Lin Jin said lightly: "It is still unknown who will win or lose."

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Lin Yu smacked his lips and said with disdain: "So, Old Seven is still very confident that he can beat us? It seems that you still have some trump cards that you haven't used."

Everyone immediately looked at Lin Jin, and then took a serious look at the three people behind him, and finally sneered again.

One is in the Level 5 , one is in the early-layer of Level 6 , and one is in the middle-layer of Level 6.

What can such a combination do even if it has a trump card?

Although this is the logic, there are still changes in the eyes of several people looking at Lin Jin. When the battle for the throne begins, they will get rid of him first.

In order to avoid everyone fighting and getting bloody, he would come out and take advantage.

When Lin Yu saw this scene, the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Let everyone hate Lin Jin, so that one person can be eliminated and everyone has one less competitor.

Although there is only one difference between nine people and eight people, it will greatly increase the chances of competing for the throne, so everyone's thoughts are close together.

The fifth prince Lin Hong suddenly spoke with a faint smile on his lips and said:

"Brother, since you are the strongest and the seventh brother seems to have no chance to compete for the throne, why don't you wait for me to deal with him, so that the seventh brother can rest early and show your power."

With Lin Jin's strength, he can almost completely crush Lin Jin on the surface, and he only needs to send a late-layer Level 6 .

If Lin Jin really has any trump card, it can also consume Lin Mu's strength.

Lin Mu did not refuse, he said with an unfathomable smile: "No problem."

Hearing this, Lin Hong narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his mouth became brighter.

Feng Yuan watched this group of people fighting openly and secretly. Nine people, nine hundred minds.

Lin Jin did not show strong emotions in the face of their open and covert targeting, but seemed extremely calm.

In his opinion, as long as Feng Yuan was there, his chance of winning this time would be very high.

A powerful cultivator who was at least Mid-layer Level 7 , even Lin Mu's three perfected in the Level 6 were not opponents.

However...

Lin Jin's eyes flashed with solemnity. This time, the battle for the succession had too high a degree of freedom. Formations, talismans, and even many powerful magic weapons could be used.

High degree of freedom, it was completely a competition of family background.

And the eldest prince's family background was the deepest. His mother's family was another king-level force in the Jinghong Empire, the Du family.

The Du family was only a vassal of the Jinghong Empire. If they helped Lin Mu with all their strength, even the Level 7 ancestor of the Du family could come out to help directly.

Fortunately, the participants in the battle had been determined three days ago, and there was no ancestor of the Du family among these people.

Perhaps because they were worried about King Jinghong's fear, the Du family did not dare to help Lin Mu openly.

Now among the seven people under Lin Mu's command, three were perfect in the Level 6, three were in the late-layer Level 6 , and one was in the middle-layer Level 6. Their strength was unrivaled and almost completely crushed the other princes.

And this was just the surface strength. With Lin Mu's means, he would definitely be able to get many treasures, and his strength would definitely be greatly improved.

Lin Jin was a little speechless. Are Lin Yu and Lin Hong both idiots?

Among the nine people present, who didn't have a trump card? It would be better to target Lin Mu, the strongest, instead of the weakest one.

Isn't it better to wait until the strongest one is solved, and then we can fight each other?

Of course, he thought so without Feng Yuan.

However, Lin Hong's goal was indeed achieved. Under normal circumstances, Lin Mu would kill him when he came up, which was equivalent to letting him test Lin Mu and consume his strength.

After a round of verbal confrontation and mental game, the preparation platform fell into silence.

About half an hour later.

A sharp voice was transmitted, echoing throughout the martial arts arena.

"Silence!"

"My king has arrived!"

The first person to walk out was a eunuch wearing white cloud-patterned silk, and his aura was extremely powerful.

Half-step fusion period!

The entire royal martial arts arena instantly became quiet, and a pin drop could be heard. Countless people looked up in the direction of the voice, their eyes full of fear.

Soon, a middle-aged man in lavender clothes walked out. He had a resolute face and was majestic without anger, like an emperor who reigned over the nine heavens, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

From him, a suffocating and terrifying aura was faintly sensed.

Jinghong Empire, Jinghong King.

Countless people looked at Jinghong King with horror, and they dared not breathe.

This is the Dinghai magic needle of Jinghong Empire. As long as he exists, Jinghong Empire will never be destroyed.

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