71: Chapter 71 A Slap That Sends Someone Flying

"Oh? How so?" Patriarch Lin Tianyang asked with confusion.

Lin Hao reached out and pointed to the mountain of silver notes piled on the table, then said with a cold sneer, "Father, do you see that? This time, for Lin Feng's sake, Pavilion Master Su will have to pay over three hundred thousand taels of silver!"

"Once that happens, won't Jidao Martial Arts Hall go bankrupt?"

"At that time, do you think Pavilion Master Su, in a fit of rage, will just kill Lin Feng directly?"

"If we hadn't severed ties with him, Pavilion Master Su would definitely come to trouble our Lin Family and make us pay compensation!" Lin Hao said coldly.

"Mm, Hao'er, you are right. It is fortunate that we severed ties with that rebellious son!" Patriarch Lin Tianyang said with lingering fear.

Boom, boom, boom... Just at this moment, thunderous war drums suddenly resounded over Demon Suppression Plaza.

As the drumbeats sounded, it meant that the grand competition for the Outer Sect Disciples of the Three Great Martial Halls was about to officially begin.

"Alright, everyone, the time for the grand competition has arrived, take your positions!" Commander Chu Xingchen shouted.

Hall Master Su Tongtian and the others returned to their seats one after another.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng and the other five quickly walked towards the resting area.

Once Lin Feng and the others were in position!

A powerful figure leaped lightly and landed on the central arena.

This person was none other than Deputy Pavilion Master Wang Xu of the Pill Pavilion, who was responsible for presiding over this Disciple competition.

Wang Xu swept his gaze over Lin Feng and the others below the stage, and said in a booming voice,

"Everyone, the annual grand competition of the Three Great Martial Halls is about to begin. Before that, I will briefly state the rules of the competition."

"First, during the competition, no one is allowed to use any Magic Treasure that exceeds their own Realm."

"Second, no one is allowed to consume forbidden Medicinal Pills during the competition."

"Third, this competition is to be stopped at the point of contact; do not kill indiscriminately. Of course, during the sparring, swords have no eyes. If any accidents truly happen, no martial hall shall use it as a pretext to seek revenge afterwards."

"Fourth..." After stating a few rules to be followed, Wang Xu changed the subject, "Alright, so as not to waste everyone's time, I will stop here. Next, I ask all Disciples participating in the competition to come onto the stage to collect your competition number plates."

Swish, swish, swish... Upon hearing this, Lin Feng and the others leaped up and jumped onto the arena.

With a thought, Wang Xu opened his Storage Pouch and took out a large wooden box!

The box was open, and inside were countless small wooden plaques. Moreover, Lin Feng probed with his spiritual energy and discovered that the box contained Formations and Restrictions. This was mainly to prevent anyone from peeking using spiritual energy.

"Alright, there are eighty small wooden plaques inside the box. You eighty contestants, reach in and draw one!" Wang Xu said loudly!

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng and the others immediately stepped forward in turn and took a small wooden plaque from the box. Lin Feng picked it up to look and found the number ten engraved on it!

"Now, will all contestants please step down from the stage." Wang Xu shouted!

Lin Feng and the others jumped off the arena.

"Battalion Commander Chu, Pavilion Master Ji, the time for the competition has arrived. May I ask if we can begin now?" At this moment, Wang Xu turned to ask Commander Chu Xingchen and Pavilion Master Ji Linger inside the wooden shed!

"Mm, begin!" The two nodded in unison!

Immediately, at Wang Xu's command, three subordinates leaped onto the number one, number two, and number three arenas respectively!

"Now, I invite contestant number one and contestant number two to the stage!" the host on the number one arena shouted loudly!

"Number three and number four, come to the stage!" the host on the number two arena similarly shouted!

"Number five and number six, come to the stage!" the host on the number three arena shouted in a booming voice!

Swish, swish, swish... Very quickly! Six Disciples walked out from the resting area and headed towards their respective arenas.

Because the opponents were drawn randomly, among these three pairs of contestants, there were actually two pairs who were Disciples from the same Martial Hall.

They knew each other well and were very familiar with each other's strength! Therefore, after getting on the stage, two of the contestants on the number two and number three arenas immediately chose to concede.

"On the number two arena, Li Lu advances, Wang Lei is eliminated!"

"On the number three arena, Wang Binbin advances, Gu Fei is eliminated!" ...

"Now, contestant number seven and contestant number eight, to the stage!" the host of the number two arena shouted loudly!

"Number nine and number ten, come to the stage!" the host of the number three arena also shouted in a booming voice!

"Haha, Junior Brother Lin, it's your turn!" Senior Brother Li Qiang's gaze fell on the wooden plaque in Lin Feng's hand, and he said with a smile!

"Mm, I'm going now!" Lin Feng nodded and walked out!

"Senior Brother Lin, good luck!" "Good luck, Senior Brother Lin!" ...Senior Brother Li Qiang and the others all shouted loudly to cheer him on.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, leaped lightly, and jumped onto the number three arena.

Very quickly, his opponent arrived! Judging by his attire, he was an Outer Sect Disciple of the Fengyun Martial Arts Hall.

His strength was not weak; he had already stepped into the Middle Stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm. This person's name was Zhu Hui, possessing a Superior Root, and he was a standout among the Outer Sect Disciples of the Fengyun Martial Arts Hall.

"Haha, heaven is truly helping me. I didn't expect my opponent to be Lin Feng, this piece of trash with an Inferior Root. Isn't this heaven wanting me to successfully advance?" Seeing clearly what his opponent looked like, Zhu Hui could not help but be overjoyed.

Although Lin Feng was the same as him, both being at the Middle Stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, Zhu Hui had never taken Lin Feng seriously!

Because even in the Middle Stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, there were differences in strength. A Disciple with a Superior Root like him had a foundation built more solidly than ordinary people! His comprehensive combat power far exceeded that of an average Cultivator in the Middle Stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

In his view, meeting Lin Feng today was a stroke of great luck! Successfully advancing was absolutely a certainty!

"Alright, the competition begins!" Just as the two were sizing each other up, the host of the number three arena shouted loudly!

"Kid, you are not my opponent. To avoid losing too ugly and making a fool of yourself in public, I advise you to obediently concede!" Zhu Hui said, head held high and chest puffed out, looking at Lin Feng with a disdainful gaze.

"Noisy!" Lin Feng heard this and gave a cold snort! After saying this, he raised his right hand and slapped out directly!

"You are courting death!" Seeing the other side slapping towards him as if swatting a fly, Zhu Hui could not help but be furious! As the sound left his mouth, he clenched his right fist and threw a fierce punch towards Lin Feng's palm.

"Haha... Su Tongtian, that precious Disciple of yours, Lin Feng, is truly making a fool of himself. He actually dares to be so contemptuous of my Disciple, Zhu Hui." In the wooden shed behind the arena, Hall Master Guo Yunxiao looked at Hall Master Su Tongtian with a face full of disdain.

"Hmph, how do you know that the one making a fool of himself is not your Disciple?" Hall Master Su Tongtian gave a cold smile.

"This is absolutely impossible..." Hall Master Guo Yunxiao said loudly. However! Before he could finish speaking, his voice came to an abrupt halt!

Immediately after, Hall Master Guo Yunxiao stood up abruptly, his eyes wide, and he exclaimed in disbelief, his face filled with shock, "This... how is this possible?"

Looking at the number three arena! As Lin Feng slapped out, Zhu Hui immediately flew out like a rag, falling heavily below the arena! After landing, his limbs convulsed, and he opened his mouth, spitting blood continuously! He was slapped away by Lin Feng with a single strike! Without any ability to fight back!

"No... impossible, this is not real, I must have misread it!" Hall Master Guo Yunxiao was still in disbelief, raising his hand to rub his eyes desperately.

But even though he rubbed his eyes until they stung! The scene before him still hadn't changed in the slightest! His pride and joy, the Disciple Zhu Hui, was lying on the ground like a dead dog at this moment, groaning in pain. And Lin Feng, like a towering giant peak, remained motionless as a mountain, standing tall on the arena.

"Hahaha... Guo, what do you say now?" Hall Master Su Tongtian was in a great mood and couldn't help but burst into loud laughter! Seeing Hall Master Guo Yunxiao's deflated expression made him feel inexplicably satisfied.

"Hmph, Zhu Hui is just the least capable among those Outer Sect Disciples of mine; his loss doesn't count for anything. When Ye Fan takes the stage, you will know his true power!" Hall Master Guo Yunxiao said, his face flushed red with shame, still stubbornly insisting.

"Haha, then let us wait and see!"