Lin Hu's Strength? I Taught Him!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Zhentian naturally rose to his feet.

"Today is the day of the Lin Family Clan Competition. Many thanks to all our distinguished guests for coming to show your support..."

After a few brief words, Lin Zhentian announced the official start of the Clan Competition.

The rules for this Clan Competition were similar to the Fist Technique Mini-Test from a few days ago. Everyone would go up and draw lots, with their Bamboo Slip numbers determining the order.

The difference was that each number appeared twice. Whoever drew matching numbers would naturally become opponents for that round.

As the oldest of the Lin Family's younger generation, Lin Tianci was the first to step up before Lin Ken.

Meeting Lin Ken's proud gaze, he casually drew a Bamboo Slip from the lot container in his hand.

After Lin Tianci, the Lin Family juniors stepped forward one after another and drew their own numbers.

There were five arenas in the Lin Family's Trial Hall, so at most five matches could be held at the same time.

Lin Tianci looked at the Bamboo Slip in his hand.

The number "eleven" was written on it in white powder.

That meant he would compete on Arena One in the third round. It was not his turn yet.

Lin Tianci casually took a seat beside Lin Zhentian.

His seat naturally offered the best view in the entire Trial Hall. It was even much higher than the arenas, allowing him to see all five at a glance.

Ordinary Lin Family contestants had their own designated area. Only Lin Tianci, favored by Lin Zhentian, could openly sit among the elders.

Soon, ten contestants stepped onto the five arenas.

Discussions immediately erupted below the stage.

"Those are Lin Hu and Lin Wei on Arena One, both at the Body Tempering Sixth Layer. With their strength, it would not be hard for either of them to achieve a good result in this Clan Competition. Who would have thought they'd meet in the first round?"

"Yeah, Lin Hu is in danger this time. I heard Lin Wei has already reached the Half-step Body Tempering Seventh Layer. With that kind of strength, he might even contend for the top five in the Clan Competition!"

"Then it's over. Lin Hu will probably be knocked off the stage in one blow."

Lin Tianci narrowed his eyes.

Half-step Body Tempering Seventh Layer? Lin Hu had been personally guided by him.

When Lin Ken announced the start of the Clan Competition, the atmosphere on the arenas instantly turned heated.

Figures crossed back and forth before colliding fiercely, producing a series of dull impacts!

"Lin Hu, I heard you abandoned the main group these past few days and started hanging around with Lin Tianci instead. I'm about to break through to the Body Tempering Seventh Layer, while you're still stuck at the sixth. Sure enough, trash loves to stick together!"

Disdain flashed through Lin Wei's eyes.

"You're no longer worthy of being my opponent."

"Enough nonsense. Let's begin!" Lin Hu flew into a rage when he heard Lin Wei speak of Lin Tianci that way.

His legs trembled, leaving a shallow dent in the ground, and he shot toward Lin Wei!

"You're courting death!" Lin Wei snorted angrily.

However, in the next moment, a powerful aura erupted from Lin Hu. His storm-like attacks engulfed Lin Wei.

Lin Wei barely managed to block a few strikes before Lin Hu sent him flying with blood spraying from his mouth!

The atmosphere below the stage fell silent. Several juniors close to Lin Wei widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Lin Hu's talent and strength have actually reached such a level? The power of that Falling Stone Fist has reached an extraordinary level compared to last time. That improvement is a little absurd."

Lin Zhentian's eyes brightened slightly. This was only the first match, yet it had already given him a pleasant surprise.

"Grandpa, Lin Hu has often gone to ask ge for guidance lately. Even that Falling Stone Fist was taught by ge." Lin Xia pouted beside him.

"What?" Lin Zhentian abruptly turned around, spilling some tea from his cup.

"I merely gave him a little guidance. It isn't worth mentioning." Lin Tianci shook his head. "If he couldn't even defeat Lin Wei, then Lin Hu would truly have wasted my guidance."

Lin Zhentian was deeply shaken. Even the family's honored guests beside him looked Lin Tianci up and down as though they had seen a ghost.

The Clan Competition proceeded in an orderly fashion, and soon it was Lin Tianci's turn.

Lin Tianci's first-round opponent was only at the Body Tempering Fifth Layer, posing no challenge to him at all.

Therefore, Lin Tianci casually threw a punch and sent his opponent flying out of the arena.

On the other side, Lin Dong and Lin Hong likewise defeated their opponents with ease.

The second round began.

After effortlessly blasting a Body Tempering Sixth Layer opponent off the stage, Lin Tianci looked toward Lin Dong's arena.

In this round, Lin Dong's opponent was also a well-known strong fighter among the Lin Family juniors: Lin Yun.

Lin Yun possessed considerable talent, but his circumstances were somewhat tragic. His parents had both died when he was young, making him far more mature than others his age.

Lin Yun had been quiet and taciturn since childhood, and when it came to cultivation, he fought with the desperation of a madman.

Lin Dong licked his lips, his eyes burning. This was exactly the kind of opponent he needed now!

Before long, Lin Dong and Lin Yun clashed.

The Martial Skill Lin Yun used was the Falling Stone Fist.

He had also cultivated the Falling Stone Fist to a remarkably proficient level.

Thus, when he unleashed the Falling Stone Fist, Lin Dong actually felt a faint trace of pressure.

"Lin Yun's talent isn't bad either." Lin Tianci nodded.

It was just a pity that he usually had too few resources.

With his talent and determination, if he had resources equal to Lin Hong's, Lin Yun would probably have already surpassed Lin Hong by now!

In the arena, after feeling the pressure Lin Yun brought him, Lin Dong no longer hesitated.

He unleashed the Throughback Fist, clashing against Lin Yun's Falling Stone Fist.

"Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack..."

A series of sharp smacking sounds rang out from between Lin Dong's arms.

This time, there were eight in total.

Lin Dong unleashed the Eight-Resonance Back-Striking Fist with no difficulty at all, causing many below the stage to widen their eyes.

The strength Lin Dong displayed at this moment also surpassed their expectations.

"The Eight-Resonance Back-Striking Fist is impressive, but unfortunately, it is still a little lacking if he wants to defeat Lin Yun." Lin Zhentian murmured.

Although the Eight-Resonance Back-Striking Fist had given Lin Zhentian a pleasant surprise,

a surprise was a surprise, and a trial was a trial.

He could not simply let Lin Dong advance because he had performed the Eight-Resonance Back-Striking Fist. That would be far too unfair to Lin Yun.

"Smack!"

However, just as Lin Zhentian suppressed that thought, another crisp sound rang out from the arena!

The entire Trial Hall fell silent for a second.

Ninth Ring! It was actually the Nine-Resonance Back-Striking Fist!

"Good." Lin Zhentian uttered a single word, then fixed his gaze on Lin Dong without blinking.

Lin Dong's palm collided heavily with Lin Yun's fist.

Powerful force erupted from the point where the two struck each other.

Then, Lin Yun was sent flying directly away.

In the end, he flew beyond the arena's boundaries like a kite with its string cut.

Thus, Lin Dong naturally claimed victory.

"Lin Dong wins!" After a brief moment of shock, Lin Ken quickly came to his senses and announced the result.

"Ge, it's my turn. I'm going up." After Lin Dong came down from the stage, Lin Xia rose from beside Lin Tianci and walked toward the arena.

This round, Lin Xia's opponent was Lin Hong!