C293 deserved injury
"If Senior Brother Ning Lin is not willing to spar, I, Yang Xiao, naturally will not force you!" Seeing Ning Lin in a difficult situation, Yang Xiao revealed a smile and asked.
Hearing that, Ning Lin's heart tightened, in the end, he gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't say I am not willing, let's continue."
Ning Lin knew, no matter how courteous Yang Xiao's words were, as long as he did not fight, then the spectators would all think that he was afraid to fight, and would definitely lose face for Howling Firmament Sect!
"Alright, since Senior Brother Ning Lin still wants to spar, then, let's hurry up and start. After we finish, the elders and deacons of the various sects are going to recruit new disciples!" Yang Xiao said.
"Bring it on!" Ning Lin's eyes congealed, the spirit energy around his body violently fluctuated, causing his clothes to flutter!
Yang Xiao gave a bland laugh, and said: "Senior Brother, please make the first move!"
"Just now, I was shocked because I saw your cultivation actually reaching Four-Star Martial King. That's why I was at a disadvantage when fighting with you. Now, I will let you understand that there is still a gap between you and I!" Since he could not stop fighting, and even if he had to defeat Yang Xiao, Ning Lin had already made up his mind. Even if he had to go all out, he had to defeat Yang Xiao.
After his heart sank, Ning Lin had more confidence, because after suddenly finding out that Yang Xiao's cultivation was actually Four-Star Martial King, Ning Lin started to panic, and lost his will to fight. Now, he needed to fight, but Ning Lin realised that his chance of victory was still rather high, although Yang Xiao's talent was stronger than his, but, Yang Xiao's cultivation was inferior to his by one star, he had been in Howling Firmament Sect for the past few years, and now that he had gotten hold of so many powerful martial skills from Howling Firmament Sect, Yang Xiao would definitely not be able to match up to him.
"Please enlighten me, Senior Brother Ning Lin!" Yang Xiao said in a rather elegant manner.
The more graceful Yang Xiao was, the more obvious it was that he did not have any manners. Many of the spectators did not have any good impressions of him!
"Receive my attack!" Ning Lin growled, his feet stepping on the ground, his body suddenly burst forth, like an arrow that had left the bow, as he quickly rushed towards Yang Xiao. After that, he held his congealed claw, and the power of thunder and lightning instantly raged between his claw, ruthlessly clawing at Yang Xiao.
This time, Ning Lin used the power of his innate thunder bone!
Yang Xiao stood in place without even moving an inch, without even lifting his eyelids a single bit, and casually struck out with his palm. Spiritual Energy surged out from his palm, and mixed with the Holy Spirit Qi, it slapped onto the claw Ning Lin had grabbed.
"Bam!"
"Zi zi"
The palm and the claw collided. Energy surged, lightning and lightning wreaked havoc. The two people who were attacking trembled, and then both took two steps back.
Obviously, under the situation where Ning Lin was prepared, Yang Xiao was unable to gain the upper hand, but, this could be considered to be a pretty good performance.
"Humph, try taking on another of my moves!" Not being able to gain the upper hand, Ning Lin was obviously unhappy in his heart. With a cold snort, he once again pounced towards Yang Xiao, and struck out with his fist. On top of his fist, the power of thunder and lightning frantically gathered, condensing into a ferocious snake head above his fist.
Obviously, Ning Lin had used a martial skill, and, this martial skill, was very extraordinary!
Yang Xiao squinted his eyes, channeled all of his Holy Spirit Qi and gathered on one fist. After that, he punched out with his fist, the fist unleashed a wave of spirit energy.
This was a low grade Profound Rank martial skill that Yang Xiao had mastered, Wave Palm!
"Bang!"
"Zi zi"
In that moment, Ning Lin's fist and Yang Xiao's palm clashed fiercely against each other. The surging waves resisted the lightning snake's bite for a while, then completely shattered, transforming into a torrent of energy that flowed and dispersed. The lightning snake was also hit by the waves and the light became dimmer.
The recoil caused Yang Xiao's body to retreat a step as well, but this time, Ning Lin's body did not retreat at all.
"This is a pretty good martial skill!" Yang Xiao retreated a step, he was not injured at all, and said while smiling faintly.
Ning Lin's expression was cold as he slowly swallowed the mouthful of blood in his mouth. After that, he pretended that nothing had happened and coldly said: "I still have many more powerful martial skills that I have yet to use. However, today is the new day for the various great sects, I cannot delay any longer.
Ning Lin should have been shaken up and taken a step back, but after fighting with Yang Xiao, he realized that even if he used a powerful martial skill with the support of the Holy Spirit Qi, Yang Xiao could use a normal martial skill to resist it. If this continued, after some time, not only was he unable to defeat Yang Xiao, but because he had consumed more spirit energy than Yang Xiao, he would be defeated by Yang Xiao instead.
"The recruitment for the sects is the most urgent, let's recruit the new disciples for the sects first!" Yang Xiao heard and laughed.
Amongst the crowd, Yang Liefeng laughed coldly in his heart, "You dare to mock my father, you deserve to be injured!"
After Yang Xiao and Ning Lin finished their spar, the sect's recruitment, began!1
In order to recruit new students, every year, the sect would recruit new students from the heads of various large academies and receive the information of the graduates of the academies to gain an understanding of them. After that, the students would choose the sects they wished to join and if their own requirements met the requirements for recruiting new disciples, they would become the sect's new disciple.
The elders and deacons of the various sects all received the information sheet from their respective deacons. After that, they each received a talent test form from Long You's hands. After checking and confirming everything, it was finally the students' turn to choose the sect they wanted to join.
The deacons of the various sects spread out and waited for the students to register.
As the recruitment for the new sects had been going on every year, and had already been going on for several hundred years, everyone knew in their hearts that no one would be arrogant enough to ignore their own conditions and casually report to join a large sect that would not want them, humiliating themselves. Instead, they would choose to join a sect that they were certain to be able to join based on their own strength and potential.
However, with the same kind of strength and potential, there were some Cultivators who would face two choices: one would become an outer disciple of a large sect, and the other would become an inner disciple of a small sect.
"I plan to join the Liwu Sect, what sect do you want to join?"
"I thought about it. I want to join the Black Spirit Sect!"
"I prefer sword skills and blade skills. I want to join the Saber Sword Pavilion!"
"I heard that the Swordless School has a lot of beauties. I want to join the Swordless Villa!"
"I'm not strong enough. In addition, I happen to be a fire attribute talent. I'll join the Fire Wolf Gang!"
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Among the crowd, many new graduates were discussing about joining the sects they wanted to join, and many students from the sects who had already confirmed their wish to join were going to the deacons of the various large sects to register, and then the deacons of the large sects would check their information to confirm if they were qualified to join their own sects, and finally decide whether or not they should, if they still needed to, consider whether they should become inner or outer sect disciples.
The recruitment of new disciples continued like a raging fire.
Very quickly, many of the disciples finished registering and became inner or outer sect disciples of their sects, pouring fresh blood into their sects.
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