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The middle-aged man smiled at the young girl before him, then looked at himself with a friendly gaze.

Lin Hu was startled, "Young Lord?"

Staring at the back of the young girl, if the young lord was from the City Lord's Mansion, then this person was the son of the City Lord of the Cloud City, and the City Lord of the Cloud City only had a daughter that everyone in the Cloud City knew of.

Lin Hu deduced that the person in front of him should be Yun Qianyi. He never thought that the City Lord's Mansion would meet the young city lord today.

At this moment, the middle-aged man looked at Lin Yun as he scratched his head, and gave him a smile. The middle-aged man nodded his head, "I'm sure this youngster must have some extraordinary ability, right?"

Lin Hu remained silent, before the middle-aged man asked again, "What's your name?"

What name? Lin Hua thought for a while, then reported, "Lin Lin."

"Bud forest? That's a rare name. "

He definitely could not say that his surname was Lin. Although the Cloud City had a surname of Lin, there were a lot of people who were not from the Lin Clan. It was best to be careful.

The middle-aged man nodded, then looked towards Yun Qianyi, "Young Master is enough, he is now part of the Martial Hall."

Yun Qianyi nodded his head before leaving the area. After that, he looked at Lin Hu and smiled, "Work hard. Our City Lord's Mansion is also participating in the three great competitions in Cloud City."

Three great competitions? He recalled Lin Shan's words. Back then, he had wanted to represent the Lin Clan in the three great competitions. Now, he had merely changed his identity.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman walked out and greeted Lin Hua. From her words, it was clear that she needed to go to the Martial Hall to retrieve their attire.

A few minutes later, Lin Hu arrived at the logistics department where the distribution of clothes was located. He received the clothes from Lin Hu, which had the words "City Lord Mansion Martial Hall" engraved on them. The clothes were completely silver in color.

Under the lead of the middle-aged woman, Lin Hu arrived at the training area for the disciples of the Martial Hall.

"From now on, you are a part of the Martial Hall." The middle-aged woman's calm voice was filled with pride. Lin Chu wrinkled his nose, looking a bit displeased.

"I hope you can remember the rules set by the Martial Hall disciples. Go in, there will be someone inside to teach you how to act."

Finishing her words, the middle-aged woman left the area, handing Lin Hu a wooden signboard and walked in by herself with the wooden signboard in hand.

Ye Zichen looked around.

This place was equivalent to a place for the disciples of the Martial Hall to rest and meditate. Lin Hu brought a wooden tablet in front of a young man.

"Hello, I'm a new disciple of the Martial Hall. Here is my token."

Lin Hu's words carried a trace of politeness as he looked at the busy young man in front of him. The cultivation base of this young man, who was at the peak of Stage Ten Martial Disciple, was lower than his.

The young man lifted his head to look at Lin Hu. When he saw Lin Hu's disheveled appearance, he gave him a disdainful look and received the token.

"What is your relationship with the Young Lord?" The young man's expression instantly turned amiable, causing Lin Hu to be speechless.

Those who were introduced to the Martial Hall would have their names engraved upon them. Thinking back to what Yun Qianyi had said to them at the Martial Hall Pavilion, Lin Hu smiled faintly and told her the truth.

"I was just outside when I bumped into young master Yun Qianyi. He brought me in."

Hearing this, the young man's eyes were still filled with doubt, "Oh?" "So you're saying that we just met by chance?"

"Right, we just met by chance." To be honest, he did not say that he had accidentally entered the City Lord's Mansion and knocked into the crying Yun Qianyi.

That would be stupid, unless there was something wrong with his head.

The youth withdrew his smile and his expression changed back to one of seriousness as he pointed at the pavilion, "Go there, there's a vacant seat there. When you enter, don't disturb their cultivation."

Lin Hu was speechless. This young man's expression changed really quickly. The Martial Spirit continent didn't only belong to the Lin Clan, but this continent was also affected by this disease. It respected those with power and despised the weak.1

Looking at the youth's departing back, the youth's mouth slightly curled, "Another lucky fellow. Back then, I went through countless hardships in the Martial Hall and arranged for you to enter that room. I'll let you know that it's not that easy to pick up a bargain."

The jealousy on the young man's face was obvious, it was obvious that he didn't have any good intentions when he arranged for Lin Hua to enter the house.

Lin Hu didn't hear the disdainful words of the young man, and following the young man's instructions, he took the pavilion's command token and went inside, "Number 33."

Looking at the number plate, this should be where he would practice in the future. By coincidence, he joined the City Lord's Mansion. At this moment, he felt somewhat happy.

If cultivating hard to get to Spirit Beast Mountain was too dangerous, he would have an estimate of his own strength, but cultivating here would be much safer.

He had a blood feud that could only be avenged by improving his cultivation. He also needed to find the whereabouts of Xiao Yue'er. With these thoughts in mind, Lin Yu set his goal for the near future.

"Let's see how long it will take to break through to the Martial Spirit Stage!"

He sized up the surrounding forest and became increasingly happy. The cultivation grounds here were too many in the Lin Clan's residence. The faint runes on the ground clearly indicated that it was a formation.

From what he could sense, the amount of martial energy in the pavilion was very dense, almost the same as outside of the Spirit Beast Mountain. With his cultivation of the Twelve Extreme realm, he would definitely be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

After knocking on the door and seeing that there was no movement, Lin Hu slowly pushed open the door and walked in.

At this moment, a punching bag the size of a sandbag came crashing over. Lin Hua dodged to the side and looked at the person in front of him, unsure of what his intentions were.

"I'm a new member of the Martial Hall, what do you mean by that?"

Upon entering through the door, he was met with a huge fist. Even though Lin Hu had a calm demeanor, at this moment, he was still speaking in a low voice as he stared at the young man in front of him.

This was a youth who was a head shorter than himself, but had a very robust physique. It was as if one could see the bulging muscles beneath the silver-white clothes.

"It's our rule to enter our room. First take a punch from each of us."

The stranger's skin was pitch black, and he had a pair of tiny, dead fish eyes. His eyebrows were bent down towards his eyes, and he had a thick lip under the bridge of his nose.

The most important thing was that Lin Hu had started to look at the three people in the room, as if they were carved from a piece of cloth.

This scene instantly reminded Lin Hua of the twins. At this moment, Lin Hu was slightly displeased, there were only three people out of the four.

The previous cultivator was either beaten to death by the three people in front of him or driven away. Thinking back to the power of that punch, if it was a normal martial artist, they would have been beaten half to death.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was around the level of Stage Nine Martial Disciple, if he failed to block such a punch, he would also be severely injured.

He looked at a large hole in the wall and knew that this was the result of the formation that could repair broken walls.

At this moment, the corners of Lin Hu's mouth slightly curled up as he looked at the young man in front of him.

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