Peerless Martial God 2

Zhuang Chongyuan nodded, then waved his hand towards the door. Immediately, two more people appeared. These two people were dressed like rich young masters. One of them was a young man dressed in a blue robe. He was handsome and extraordinary like a woman, causing Yun Chuan, who was behind Hall Lord, to stare with his eyes wide open, almost salivating.    

    

The other young man was dressed in a black robe and looked like the second person in Zhuang Chongyuan. Lin Feng was sure that this young man in black was Zhuang Chongyuan's son and must also be one of the candidates for the heir.    

    

"This is my second brother's only son, Solemn."    

    

"This is my only son, Zhuang Tang."    

    

Zhuang Chongyuan first introduced the handsome man in the blue robe, who was the only son of the second Hall Lord, Zhuang Chongquan. He was solemn, and the Black-Robe Man was his child, Zhuang Tang. These two were also qualified to compete for the position of heir.    

    

If it was before this, this successor would have undoubtedly belonged to Zhuang Lingxiao. However, Lin Feng's forceful actions caused the Jun Hall and Zhuang Chonghuan's considerations to become more and more complicated. Zhuang Lingxiao's advantage was slowly shrinking.    

    

Solemnness and Zhuang Tang were the same. They were just cannon fodders. Their father was not the Great Hall Lord, so he was destined to fail the competition for the position of Hall Lord.    

    

"The four of you, come over and stand here." Zhuang Chongyuan waved at the four heirs, and Zhuang Lingxiao was the first to walk to the center of the hall under the guidance of a sarcastic and unkind woman. Zhuang Tang stood in the center of the hall with dignity, right next to Zhuang Lingxiao.    

    

Zhuang Lingyun left Lin Feng's side and stood beside Zhuang Lingxiao. As a result, the two children stood side by side, with Zhuang Tang and Zheng Yan standing behind them. Zhuang Lingxiao glanced at his brother who was the same age as him, but Zhuang Lingyun did not look at him.    

    

"No rules at all. Stand in a row!" The woman shouted and glared at Zhuang Lingyun with dissatisfaction. She could not allow this lowly child to stand side by side with her son.    

    

"How can there be so many rules just by standing in a random position? If there really are so many rules, do you think a woman like you is qualified to interfere with the matters between us men?" Lin Feng could not stand the woman, so he directly retorted, causing the woman's face to immediately sink, but she did not dare to continue refuting. She could only clench her fists and get angry.    

    

Zhuang Chonghuan glanced at Lin Feng and ignored him. Instead, he looked at the four children and shouted in a deep voice, "The four of you will fight for the position of the next Hall Lord of our Jun Hall. Among you, Ling Yun and Ling Xiao are the divinators. Solemn and Zhuang Tang are both weapons craftsmen, so each of you have your own advantages."    

    

"Next, the four of you will show us your trump cards one by one. This time, the judges will be me, Hall Lord, and the four great masters below."    

    

After Zhuang Chonghuan said this, he pointed at Zhuang Chongyuan, who was standing beside him, and then turned his gaze to the four Grandmaster-level experts standing silently at the side of the hall. Without exception, they were all Earth-grade Divine Ancestor, but they did not have the qualification to become the Overlord. This was because they were all ordinary Earth-grade Divine Ancestor, and they would not be able to advance a single step in their lifetime.    

    

"Zhuang Tang first." Zhuang Chonghuan casually pointed to one of the successors. It was impossible for him to summon Zhuang Lingxiao or Zhuang Lingyun first, so as not to cause an argument between Lin Feng and the Hall of Souls, so he chose Zhuang Tang.    

    

Zhuang Tang walked out. His black robe trembled slightly. He took out a sword about two meters long from his robe. The black and white appearance of this sword was made from the special Demonic Forest Iron of the Deep Sea Devil Forest. Whether it was in terms of quality or sharpness, it was a top-grade Divine Ancestral Artifact.    

    

"This sword's name is, Universal! It was forged from the purest Demonic Forest Iron and tungsten steel in the Deep Sea Devil Forest. It was burned by a high temperature of one hundred thousand degrees for three years and three months and three days before it was produced into a Divine Ancestral Artifact."    

    

Zhuang Tang placed the black and white sword, the Great Circle Sword, in the air, and the Great Circle Sword floated in the air. Zhuang Chonghuan casually raised his hand, and the sword appeared in his hand. With a light flick of his finger, a clear and crisp sound rang out, as if a devil was crying, causing the atmosphere in the hall to turn slightly cold.    

    

"It is indeed a good sword. If you become the Hall Lord, your future weapon might be upgraded to another level." Zhuang Chonghuan smiled in satisfaction and casually threw the sword to Zhuang Chongyuan. Zhuang Chongyuan knew his son's refining skills very well, so he pretended to fiddle with it for a while and then handed it to the four martial grandmasters below.    

    

The four old men all looked at it carefully. Then, they held their swords tightly and slashed at a hundred meter tall stone pillar. With a light slash, a round black and white double Sword Light flashed, and with a'kacha' sound, the hundred meter tall stone pillar actually broke, shocking many people.    

    

Lin Feng also raised his head and was somewhat interested in the sword. He just didn't know which sword was better than his own Sword of War God. As Lin Feng was thinking, the Sword of War God inside the Space Ring trembled violently, as if it was complaining about Lin Feng not humiliating it!    

    

The Universal Sword was indeed not bad, but if it wanted to be compared with the Sword of War God, it might need a few more years of smelting. The Sword of War God was a weapon that City Lord Jing Rui had used before. How could a Divine Ancestral Artifact of the overlord level be refined by a junior of the Divine Emperor?    

    

After the four Grandmasters had examined him carefully, Zhuang Chonghuan threw the sword to Zhuang Tang and shouted solemnly, "Really, show me your strength."    

    

"What I brought is a crystal stone." Solemn was already getting impatient. Seeing that Zhuang Chonghuan had finally called out to him, he casually placed a thumb-sized golden crystal on his palm. Once this crystal appeared, the entire room became filled with golden light, and the golden and resplendent world made everyone feel unfamiliar.    

    

And the most important thing was that everyone in these golden worlds felt refreshed, as if these golden worlds could make a person's vitality rise.    

    

This crystal stone was not simple. After Lin Feng took it out solemnly, he was certain that it was not a simple crystal stone.    

    

"This crystal stone is called Floating Light San Yao! It was made from the purest Yuan Qi in the world. It takes four years and four months to use, and this crystal can be used three times. It can return a person with no Yuan Qi back to their peak state.    

    

He introduced the crystal to the others in a serious way. The girl beside him shouted impatiently, "Okay, okay. Calm down. You can leave now."    

    

"I..." A trace of anger appeared on Solemn's brow. He was about to say something else, but the woman stopped him. She said coldly, "Your time is up. It's not fair to anyone else if you keep talking about it." The woman's tone was very unfriendly, and there was even a trace of unreasonable. Since she couldn't find fault with Lin Feng, she could only vent her anger on Solemn.    

    

His solemn face was extremely gloomy. He clenched his fists and wanted to curse this vicious woman, but it was not worth it. His father was not in the Jun Hall, so he did not want to fall out with her for the time being. He could only unwillingly cupped his fists and shouted: "Yes."    

    

"Next, Ling Xiao." The woman couldn't wait to point at her son. Her face was extremely bright and full of confidence. However, she couldn't change the harshness on her face no matter how hard she tried.    

    

Zhuang Chonghuan really wanted to slap her. This woman was getting more and more outrageous. Taking advantage of the fact that he doted on her, she had already taken advantage of it. She was afraid that others wouldn't know that Zhuang Lingxiao was the next Hall Lord.    

    

But he was also a little helpless. After all, according to the order, it should be Zhuang Lingxiao, so he could only look at his youngest son and ask: "Liao Xiao, show me your strength or your treasure."    

    

"Okay, Father." The corner of Zhuang Lingxiao's mouth revealed a trace of brilliant and confidence. He walked to the center of the hall, and under everyone's gaze, he took out a long black piece of wood. There were many ancient runes carved on this piece of wood, and it was also black in color, giving off a sense of fear.    

    

However, everyone, including Zhuang Lingyun, could not help but be shocked when they saw the item. Zhuang Chonghuan shouted in surprise, "Ancient Qian hexagram?"    

    

"It really is an ancient Qian hexagram. It's the ancient Qian hexagram that our ancestors used." Zhuang Chongyuan's face was also filled with excitement. This was a treasure that was rarely seen in the Jun Hall for thousands of years. In the past, the Jun Hall had produced an outstanding deduction master, so within the circle of deduction, there was a place for the Jun Hall.    

    

The first one was Zhuang Chongquan, the second Hall Lord of the Jun Hall, who was also known as the solemn father. He was already half a master of deduction, and he could predict the events that would happen in the next hundred years.    

    

The remaining two derivators were Zhuang Chonghuan's two sons, Zhuang Lingyun and Zhuang Lingxiao. As the saying goes, a king does not see a king, and two tigers cannot live on the same mountain. However, the two children were so outstanding, but because Zhuang Lingxiao had the support of the maternal family, and Zhuang Lingyun was just a lowly maid's child, his status had plummeted.    

    

Even as a divinator, he was not put in an important position. This was why he was kicked out of the Jun Hall at the age of five. If it wasn't for the Desolate Void Sky, he would have died a long time ago.    

    

Zhuang Lingyun was also a little surprised. He really did not expect that the best Divine Ancestral Artifact of the deduction master that he had not seen for thousands of years would end up in Zhuang Lingxiao's hands.    

    

"Well, the ancient divination is a good thing, and I don't suppose anyone has any objection to the choice of heir?" Zhuang Chonghuan looked at everyone with a smile, especially the four great grandmasters and Lin Feng.    

    

The four great masters all nodded their heads in satisfaction. It was already their fortune to be able to see the ancient divination that the old ancestor had used. Since the item had been obtained by Zhuang Lingxiao, the old ancestor must have hinted that the next Hall Lord would be Zhuang Lingxiao. Since it was the order of the old ancestor, who would dare to disobey?    

    

At this moment, the Hall Lord's face was full of smiles. His heart was filled with confidence. As long as Zhuang Lingxiao became the Hall Lord of the Jun Hall, the Hall of Souls and the Jun Hall would work together in the future. It would definitely shake the entire Battle Realm, and he would no longer be controlled by that b*tch, the female ancestor!    

    

He wanted to laugh, but refrained.    

    

The woman said with a smile on her face, "Alright, from now on, Ling Xiao will be the first heir to the Hall Lord. Congratulations, everyone."    

    

"That's right, that's right. Ling Xiao will be the next Hall Lord."    

    

"If Ling Xiao becomes the Hall Lord, he will definitely bring the Jun Hall to greater heights!"    

    

"I have no objections to Ling Xiao becoming the Hall Lord!"    

    

All the elders and Grandmasters agreed. This was already a predetermined candidate, and now that Zhuang Lingxiao had become the heir, it was reasonable.    

    

These people's faces were full of abuse and laughter, but it made Lin Feng feel unjust for Zhuang Lingyun. It seemed that the Jun Hall really did not like Ling Yun. What was the point of fighting for the position of Hall Lord?    

    

'Forget it, forget it. In the future, Ling Yun will be the Alliance Master of Bajiao Domain. What Jun Hall? Fuck it!'    

    

Lin Feng was a little disappointed. Zhuang Lingyun bit his lips, but the strong him did not shed any tears of despair. He quietly walked back to Lin Feng's side and pulled the corner of Lin Feng's clothes. With a face full of grievance, Lin Feng patted Ling Yun's head.    

    

"My good son, don't cry. When we get back, my foster father will make you the next Alliance Master of the Bajiao Domain, and you will be in charge of the eight great domains!"    

    

Crack!    

    

Instantly, the laughter of everyone in the bustling hall was stuck in their throats and could no longer laugh. Zhuang Chonghuan's face turned red as he glared at Lin Feng.    

    

Everyone looked at Lin Feng for a long time without saying a word!