The show begins

Lin Hai and Lin Feng walked towards the main seat platform. There, Lin Badao, the Grand Elder, Lin Haoran, and Lin Qian were sitting, high above, as if they were the masters of the Lin family.

Upon seeing Lin Hai and Lin Feng approaching, the Grand Elder Lin Zhen stood up and exclaimed, "You've arrived. Let the annual meeting begin."

Lin Hai heard Lin Zhen's words and halted, staring at him, causing the Lin family members to glance at each other, unsure of what was happening with Lin Hai.

"What are you doing, Lin Hai?" Lin Zhen asked as Lin Hai stopped.

"Hmph, Lin Zhen, let me ask you, who is the head of the Lin family now?" Lin Hai asked coldly.

The Grand Elder Lin Zhen's expression changed slightly, his face not looking too good, but he still replied, "Of course, it's you, Lin Hai."

"Then let me ask you again, is the Lin family annual meeting the most important event for the Lin family?" Lin Hai's gaze locked onto Lin Zhen as he continued to inquire.

"Of course, the Lin family annual meeting is the most crucial moment for the Lin family every year."

"Very well, I have another question for you. Who presides over the most important matters of the Lin family?"

Upon hearing Lin Hai's words, Lin Zhen's face completely darkened. Obviously, he already understood what Lin Hai meant.

"The important matters of my Lin family are presided over by the family head."

"In that case, Lin Zhen, let me ask you, what are you doing there? Do you still see me as the family head?" Lin Hai's tone was cold, and the collusion between Lin Zhen and Lin Badao was no longer a secret. Almost everyone in the Lin family knew about it. Lin Zhen was becoming more and more unscrupulous.

"Heh, Second Uncle, you're late. The Grand Elder is acting on your behalf. What's wrong with that? Second Uncle seems a bit narrow-minded." Lin Qian spoke calmly and unhurriedly.

"Shut up." Lin Hai rebuked sharply, "When elders speak, do you have the right to interrupt? Lin Badao, manage your daughter's manners."

Lin Qian's expression stiffened, cursing inwardly. Did this guy go crazy knowing that his position as family head was short-lived?

"Better than your useless son." Lin Badao glanced at Lin Feng, sneering. Lin Qian's current prominence in the Lin family was undeniable, making Lin Hai's reprimand seem insignificant.

"Mind your words. A mere Lin family head is like an ant in the eyes of my Haoyue Sect." A woman from the Haoyue Sect beside Lin Qian sneered coldly. She was dressed in splendid clothes, her cold face showing a hint of sarcasm. Like Lin Qian, she was an inner disciple of the Haoyue Sect. How could she respect someone from the Lin family?

"If your Haoyue Sect is so great, why are you still in my Lin family? My father is the master of the Lin family. It seems like you weren't invited. Are you naturally thick-skinned?" The silent Lin Feng couldn't help but speak up, wanting to show his rhetorical skills. Who could compare to him, who had lived in two worlds? The language of that world was profound and vast.

"You..." The woman's expression changed, but she quickly sneered, "A waste from the Yunhai Sect dares to speak so arrogantly."

"Whether I'm a waste or not is beside the point, but I do know how to write the word 'shame' unlike someone who comes to someone else's home and insults the host. It seems that the people trained by the Haoyue Sect are all like this, truly formidable." Lin Feng's words were sharp, and the faces of Lin Qian and the others immediately changed.

"Beast, how dare you insult the Haoyue Sect." An elder stood up, angrily scolding Lin Feng.

"Ridiculous. Someone standing in the Lin family insulting the host of the Lin family, yet there are people standing up for others. I want to ask, Elder Seven, are you a member of my Lin family or a dog of the Haoyue Sect?"

Lin Feng's every word was sharp as a blade, firmly occupying the moral high ground, impeccable.

"Well said. I also want to ask, Elder Seven, is your surname Lin?" Lin Hai echoed, extremely surprised at his son's increased strength and sharpness in words. Every word was incisive.

"Alright, we were wrong in this matter. Family head, the annual meeting is the most important event for our Lin family. It cannot be delayed. Please come and preside over it." The Grand Elder Lin Zhen, following Lin Badao's instructions, made a slight compromise. He wanted to see how long Lin Hai and Lin Feng could remain arrogant.

"Hmph." Lin Hai waved his sleeves and walked towards the main seat with Lin Feng, sitting in the middle of the crowd.

"Let's see how long you can be arrogant. When I become the core disciple of the sect, Lin Hai, I'll make you regret it." Lin Qian said coldly.

"Let the annual meeting begin." Lin Hai's eyes swept across the martial arts field. There were four to five hundred people in the Lin family, with about seventy young descendants between the ages of twelve and eighteen, the prime of their youth. However, some people in the family were insidious, and the people's hearts were scattered, with no cohesion. Perhaps it was a mistake for his father to leave the position of family head to him in the first place.

Lin Hai felt a little bitter. If it weren't for that powerful martial soul... why would he worry about the position of Lin family head?

"Father, rest assured, I won't let the Lin family decline in my hands." Lin Hai felt guilty. He vaguely remembered his father's exhortations before his death, but unfortunately, he couldn't fully focus on the Lin family.

The annual meeting was actually a test of the cultivation of the family's descendants, to see how much progress they had made in the past year. The younger generation represented the future of the family.

And the content of the annual meeting was combat, to test one's strength in battle.

The Second Elder of the Lin family walked to the center of the combat platform and announced, "First round of the annual meeting, free-for-all. Everyone, come up to the platform. The last thirty-two people remaining on the platform will advance to the next round."

With that, the Second Elder of the Lin family stepped down from the platform, and the young disciples of the Lin family took the stage one after another.

Lin Feng nodded to Lin Hai and also stepped onto the platform.

"I wonder if Lin Qian and the others will deliberately target me." Standing at the edge of the platform, Lin Feng's eyes flickered, thinking to himself.

Soon, a total of seventy-three young disciples arrived at the huge platform, looking around vigilantly, especially the weaker ones, who were likely to be the first targets.

When Lin Qian stepped onto the platform, the crowd around him quickly made way, no one dared to provoke her. The goal of the first round was to eliminate the weak

. Few people dared to attack the strong, unless they were asking for trouble. Lin Qian was undoubtedly one of the strongest, and the crowd avoided her, let alone make a move against her.

As for Lin Feng, he quickly noticed that many people were eyeing him. These people's eyes were flickering, staring at him as if he were prey, all regarding him as an easy target.

The battles on the platform had already begun, and a young man with a long spear came to Lin Feng. The people around him all avoided him, obviously knowing that this person was not easy to provoke.

"You can leave by yourself. Don't embarrass yourself here." Lin Wu looked disdainfully at Lin Feng. He was the son of Elder Seven, who had just had a conflict with Lin Feng.

Lin Wu had reached the seventh level of the Qi Martial Realm half a year ago, and now he should have stepped into the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm, equivalent to Lin Yu's strength.

"He's mine." A cold voice came, and Lin Qian, wearing a phoenix-tailed robe, walked over, domineering.

"It's all the same." Lin Wu naturally wouldn't compete with Lin Qian. He moved aside.

Lin Qian walked up to Lin Feng and said, "Don't worry, no one will touch you in this round. You will advance smoothly. It's not fun to be eliminated so early."

"Huh?" Lin Feng was surprised. He didn't expect Lin Qian to guarantee his advancement. This was indeed somewhat ridiculous, but if he could advance without a fight, why not? Of course, Lin Qian, who had seen him take action, perhaps understood that if she didn't take action herself, there were not many people here who could eliminate Lin Feng.

On the life and death platform of the Yunhai Sect, Lin Feng had cut off the arm of a person at the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm with a single sword.

"What is Lin Qian doing, leaving that waste behind?" The Grand Elder, who was ready to watch Lin Feng make a fool of himself, couldn't help but ask Lin Badao in a low voice when he saw Lin Qian instead protecting him.

"Don't you think it's fun to watch a waste advance to the second round? Moreover, in the second round, it's a round-robin, and everyone has to fight several times. Do you think this waste will be in a good situation by then?" Lin Badao thought he understood Lin Qian's meaning and smiled particularly sinisterly.

"Hehe, why didn't I think of that? It's indeed a good show." Lin Zhen heard the explanation and thought to himself that he could already see Lin Feng being tormented in the second round. By then, with his sharp wit and the stage to perform, what would happen?