“Yes!” At this moment, the boy named Jin Xiaofan spoke, then leapt forward, landing hundreds of feet away. He tapped the ground and leapt again, covering another few hundred feet, repeating this for over ten leaps until he stood before the hundreds of thousands of spectators.
The crowd was stunned. This boy, Jin Xiaofan, was only about thirteen years old, with a cultivation level of merely the ninth stage of Mysterious Martial.
“This round tests martial intent. Those who can comprehend martial intent are extremely rare. The Zi family surely has no one to challenge this round. As long as he displays his martial intent, and another disciple shows theirs, combined with Jin Bihui’s golden blade intent, the Jin family will win this round without a fight, regardless of cultivation level.”
“Exactly, winning a round isn’t just about matching strength, it’s about talent too.”
After a brief moment of shock, the crowd began to react, buzzing with discussions.
“No wonder we couldn’t guess who else in the Jin family had comprehended martial intent. At such a young age and with such low cultivation, he wouldn’t have drawn our attention!”
Even Zi Jinchen couldn’t help but sigh, “However, to comprehend martial intent at this age is truly remarkable. If he grows up, he’ll likely be formidable.”
“Heh, the Jin family played a clever move, knowing no one under twenty-three in our Zi family has comprehended martial intent. But unfortunately, they’ve miscalculated,” the green-robed elder chuckled.
“Three types of martial intent in a contest, sounds nice, but the Jin family might just end up shooting themselves in the foot,” another elder whispered mockingly.
On the ground ahead, Jin Xiaofan’s youthful eyes scanned the Zi family crowd.
Then, an aura erupted from him. Holding a spear in both hands, his fighting spirit soared, a barrier rising from his body, enveloping upwards, radiating an intense, fierce aura that swept in all directions.
Under that mighty, fierce aura, Jin Xiaofan seemed to transform into a young spear god, exuding an invincible, spirited momentum.
“Spear martial intent?” Seeing this, even Lin Xiao was surprised. This kid named Jin Xiaofan had actually comprehended spear martial intent?
Zi Jinchen and the others were also shocked. Spear intent, sword intent, blade intent, and the like were extremely difficult to comprehend. Yet this boy had mastered spear intent.
Moreover, the intent was very strong, likely amplifying his power significantly.
“I’m Jin Xiaofan of the Jin family, bearer of war spear martial intent. Who from the Zi family will challenge?” Staring at the Zi family crowd, Jin Xiaofan called out loudly. Though young, he carried the air of a great general.
“So it’s war spear martial intent, no wonder his combat aura is so strong,” Lin Xiao thought, quietly impressed.
“Heh, Zi Jinchen, as far as I know, your Zi family has no disciples in this age group who’ve comprehended martial intent, right? If so, we’ll win this round without a fight,” Jin Wuhuan’s mocking laughter rang out.
Defending a round is about imposing the greatest restrictions on the opponent, so fairness was never the point.
“Sorry, Elder Jin, the Zi family may not have such a disciple, but I do, and I fight for the Zi family,” Lin Xiao spoke up.
As he spoke, his will surged, his right fist clenched, and a barrier burst forth, enveloping his entire arm. A wild, ferocious aura roared out, spreading in all directions.
“I’ve comprehended raging martial intent, Jin Xiaofan. Shall we still fight?” Lin Xiao looked down at Jin Xiaofan, smiling.
Jin Xiaofan was instantly dumbfounded. He knew the Zi family had no one in this age group with martial intent, so he wasn’t worried about his lower cultivation.
But now, someone who had comprehended martial intent had appeared, and it was Lin Xiao, who had just defeated Jin Bihui.
With such a vast gap in strength, how could he fight?
Jin Wuhuan’s smug expression turned dark. Lin Xiao had martial intent too?
Jin Bihui’s face also grew grim. Not only was Lin Xiao overwhelmingly strong, but he also had martial intent, and he hadn’t even used it in their earlier fight?
This was even harder for Jin Bihui to accept.
“Hahaha, Jin Wuhuan, do you still want to fight this one?” Zi Jinchen’s excited laughter rang out.
The Zi family elders also burst into laughter.
“Hmph, fine, your Zi family wins this one, but surely you can’t produce a second youth with martial intent?” Jin Wuhuan snorted coldly, “Our second contender is Jin Bihui, whose blade intent you’ve all seen. Who from the Zi family can challenge?”
“Elder Jin, for the second round, you only specified a contest of three martial intents, not three youths with martial intent, correct?” Lin Xiao’s questioning voice rang out.
“What do you mean?” Jin Wuhuan froze, confused, as did the others.
“I mean, for the second martial intent contest, I’ll take the stage again!” With that, Lin Xiao’s will surged, his thunder essence coursing to its peak. A barrier like a thunderous space enveloped him, covering a radius of about half a丈 around him.
Faint lightning crackled within the space, accompanied by soft rumbles of thunder. At that moment, Lin Xiao seemed like a thunder god, majestic and divine, brimming with boundless thunderous power.
“How is this possible?” In that instant, even Jin Wuhuan’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Jin Bihui was stunned, the Jin family was stunned, and the onlookers were equally shocked.
Thunder martial intent. Not only had Lin Xiao comprehended raging martial intent, but he also mastered thunder martial intent. One person with two martial intents.
Even the entire Jin family had no one who had achieved this. What kind of monster was this Lin Xiao?
“Thunder martial intent, Jin Bihui, shall we fight again?” Lin Xiao smiled at the shocked Jin Bihui.
“I…” Jin Bihui was utterly dejected. Why was it Lin Xiao again?
And in their earlier fight, Lin Xiao had held back, not even using his thunder martial intent…
How could he fight now?
“Three martial intents contest, this is the second one. Jin Wuhuan, the Jin family won’t back out, will they?” Zi Jinchen’s smug laughter rang out.
Jin Wuhuan’s face darkened. If he’d known, he would’ve specified three youths with martial intent, not just three martial intents. Who could’ve predicted someone would have two martial intents?
This was like lifting a rock only to smash his own foot.
Jin Wuhuan was filled with regret.
“The second round, your Zi family wins,” Jin Wuhuan finally conceded, his voice heavy with frustration.
“Next, it’s your Zi family’s turn to set the round. Three lifeless objects: one with Martial King strength, one with Martial Venerable strength, and one with Martial Lord strength. I’d like to see what lifeless objects your Zi family can produce!” Jin Wuhuan snorted coldly.
The Jin family was furious about this round, as they couldn’t produce such lifeless objects at all.
Originally, the three martial intents were meant to stump the Zi family, with the three lifeless objects as their counterstrike for balance.
But who could’ve thought the Zi family would still win the three martial intents contest?
“Sorry, Elder Jin, those three lifeless objects? I’ve prepared them for the Zi family,” Lin Xiao’s laughter rang out. Hearing this, even before seeing the objects, Jin Wuhuan felt like his lungs might explode with rage. Lin Xiao again?
