The Host Of An Ancient Spirit Chapter 22

Since Chen Feng had recovered his strength, he was very confident about his own strengths. However, since he accessed the Council of Elders, he knew there was still a long way for him to go.

Not only had Chen Jian been a master at the Ling shape level at an early age, but also the girl of the Murong family in front of him had also unexpectedly reached the Ling sense level.

The martial arts pract.i.tioners transformed the Ling as their own Ling forces. Once they could break through to the Ling durability level, they would become five-level pract.i.tioners as masters on the Continent. Similarly, above the Ling durability level, it would be extremely difficult to break through every higher level.

The girl in front of him had already reached the Ling sense level; she should absolutely be known as a genius, and even Chen Feng had a feeling of embarra.s.sment at that moment.

The elder sent by the Murong family this time was Murong Ying, who had already reached the Ling spirit level. The land of trial practice had been under his leaders.h.i.+p all these years.

Hearing the three elders of the Chen family praise the girl, Murong Ying immediately showed a smile on her face and said, "Xiaorou is indeed a genius in our Murong family. The predecessors of our family have also attached great importance to trial practice and prepared a good field of strength for Xiaorou. However, she was determined to go to the land of trial practice and we could do nothing about it.”

Chen Feng secretly murmured, “She turned out to be Murong Xiaorou.”

The third elder nodded with appreciation in his eyes, and said, "Although she has reached the Ling spirit level, the land of trial practice is very dangerous. I’m wondering if she can get used to the harsh environment since everything might happen there, even if we have to deal with it very carefully."

"You can just feel relaxed. Although Xiaorou has not stepped outside of the Continent, so we are very confident about her. Anyone at the Ling spirit level attempting to attack her should think twice,” Murong Ying answered with a smile.

“According to what you have said, I’m more curious now. Why not show it to the kids of our Chen family?” The third elder was eager to find out the real strength of Murong Xiaorou.

It was at this moment that a voice suddenly was heard among the Baili family. “How dare you Chen family regard yourselves as the top of the three major families? Just rely on the kids behind you; you have reached the Ling shape level at most. How dare you challenge us at the Ling spirit level? You should know that there is an insurmountable gap between us. No matter how powerful the martial art is in your family, isn’t it too bold of you to dream of challenging us without considering the different levels?”   

"What do you mean, Baili Yang? I know I could defeat you with one move twenty years ago. What do you want now? To challenge me on the spot?” the third elder said faintly.

"Humph! Don't you think your family is very powerful? Anyway, there are still a few days before the opening of the land of trial practice. How about asking your disciples of the Chen family to compete with our Baili family?" Bai Liyang sneered. But he cleverly triggered the flame of anger in the younger disciples and stepped aside.

The third elder was so clever that it was impossible for him not to recognize his intentions. It was obvious that the disciples standing here this time were the ones who had just entered the Council of Elders without enough cultivations. They were not so powerful as the previous disciples, including Chen Feng, only a six-level pract.i.tioner at the Ling nature level, so Bai Liyang could fully seize the opportunity.

However, the Chen family was never afraid of a challenge, and they never rejected challenges from others, which was the honor of the big family.

The third elder glared and said, "Why not? Even though the strength of our Chen disciples is only at the Ling nature level, they could still defeat your principles at the Ling shape level!”

With these words, the third elder revealed a hint and it was obvious that he had lost his temper.

Baili Yang also smiled coldly and said, "Deal! Never complain that I didn’t warn you in advance.”

"Certainly not. But rather than me, it will be you who regrets it in the end.” Confidence flashed in the eyes of the third elder, and he said to Chen Feng, "As far as I know, you must be Chen Feng."

Chen Feng was stunned, for he didn’t expect he would suddenly call his name, but he replied quickly, "Yes, that’s me!"

"Well, you are at the lowest level among the five and you reached the Ling nature level first, so you’d better step out to challenge the so-called genius from the Baili family on behalf of our Chen family.” The third elder was obviously being ironic and he only sent the disciple at the lowest level to challenge the Baili family, which undoubtedly seemed to be a violent slap in the face of their family.

However, the Baili family had no choice but to bear this loud slap in the face.

Hearing such words, Chen Feng did not feel angry since the third elder claimed him as the one with the lowest strength. On the contrary, he had a hint of excitement in his mind because it was so soon to have a chance to fight with others, which was exactly what Chen Feng was dreaming of.

Stepping forward slowly, Chen Feng said, "I’m Chen Feng from the Chen family, and I hereby challenge your side. Who’d like to stand out?”