Chapter 15: A Punch

Under the many expectant gazes, Li Changming walked straight to the centre of the martial arts performance compound.

After looking around, he opened his mouth and said, "All participants, come to me to draw lots, and those who draw the same number of slips will face each other two by two."

After Lin Mo's gaze signalled for Li Nuo to rest assured, he stepped over.

Behind him, closely followed by Li Shaoyu, and at the same time Li Qingyang and the others at the back, also ended their conversations and walked up.

"Lin Mo, you said that letting you make a fool of yourself in the first match, isn't it going to be a disgrace for our Li family?"

Behind Lin Mo, Li Shaoyu said conspiratorially.

The corner of Lin Mo's mouth slightly raised in an arc as he said, "I'm afraid I'm not the one who will make the Li Family lose face."

"Hmph, I'll make you lose face later." Li Shao Yu snorted coldly.

When the two hundred children of the Li Family, all gathered in front of the ring in the centre of the martial arts compound.

After Li Changming glanced at Lin Mo, then with a flick of his sleeve arm, two hundred signature strips flew out of his Qiankun bag.

Swoosh! Shoo! Shoo!

Those sticks began to fly towards the many participants in front of them.

The many contestants, immediately catalysed their Yuan Power and caught the signatures that flew towards them.

"Those who drew signatures from one to ten are ready to start the first round of the tournament, the rest of you get off the field and wait."

Li Changming droned in a deep voice.

Lin Mo spread out his palms, and on that strip of signatures, it was precisely the word one.

So he took a step towards the number one ring.

After a few breaths, most of the people walked off the field, and in the end, there were only twenty people left on the field.

When they saw the two people in ring number one, the surrounding audience erupted in an uproar.

"Haha, this punk Lin Mo really had bad luck in his eight lifetimes, he even ran into Brother Shaoyu in the first match."

"That's right, the heavens are not happy with him, destined for him to become our family handyman."

"Hmph, he has enjoyed the treatment of the young master for so many years, he should always do something for the Li family."

"......"

A group of young children of the Li Family who had not yet awakened their Martial Spirits were talking recklessly outside the arena.

In the crowd, a white-skirted Li Mengxue frowned slightly.

"How come I met this guy Li Shao Yu as soon as I came up here."

She beamed and said indignantly, although Lin Mo kept telling her not to worry.

But she always felt that Lin Mo was just comforting her, and she didn't believe that Lin Mo, without the help of the family's massive resources.

The speed of cultivation could be compared to Li Shao Yu.

Among those guests who had come to watch the competition, a black shadowed slim teenager in the direction of the Fang family couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene, "It seems like there's no chance to teach this kid a lesson this time."

On the side of the elders of the Li Family, there were also quite a few people whose mouths were aglow with cold smiles, and it was obvious that they were also happy to see Lin Mo being defeated and eliminated.

Family Head Li Changkong glared fiercely at Li Changming with a touch of anger in his eyes.

He could naturally tell that it must have been his third brother who had done something to cause this situation to happen.

However, Li Changming was making an appearance of being completely unaware of the situation.

This caused Li Nuo, who was at the side, to become so angry that his face turned blue.

On the first ring.

Li Shao Yu had a cold smile at the corner of his mouth as he teased, "If you kneel and beg to lose right now, I can let you enter my Lingyu Pavilion and become an underling."

"Compared to being assigned to the bottom, staying at my place to serve tea and water is not bad."

Every time the Li Family had a clan meeting, there would be two hundred juniors participating, and only if they won two matches could they be ranked in the top fifty.

And those who ranked outside of fifty would be placed below as handymen, and only after two years would they be qualified to participate in the clan meeting again.

Although it was cruel, it was more capable of spurring the juniors to cultivate hard.

Now, in Li Shaoyu's opinion, Lin Mo lost the first match, so he was bound to be assigned down.

The crowd under the arena, hearing Li Shaoyu's words like this, also burst into laughter.

In the face of all this, Lin Mo just shook his head helplessly and said, "You should thank your father ......"

"That's for sure." Without waiting for Lin Mo to finish, he said with incomparable complacency.

The reason why they had bumped into each other and were still in the conspicuous position of the first ring was naturally because of Li Changming's trickery.

"Giving you a chance to experience, the life of a handyman."

Under Li Shao Yu's smug gaze, Lin Mo spoke the words that followed, out.

"What did you say? Experiencing a handyman? You trash said that you'd let me go experience the life of a handyman?"

After hearing this, Li Shao Yu burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke ever.

"You'll know who's a waste."

Lin Mo coldly snorted, then took a step out, and the golden Heavenly Dragon Yuan Power, immediately surged out.

A strong aura fluctuated and spread out.

"I heard that you awakened a Martial Spirit by chance, looks like it's true, but it still doesn't change the fact that you're a handyman."