Clan Competition Ends, Taking First Place

Lin Yun was about to go onstage when Qing Tan pouted her little mouth and said, "Lin Yun, Brother, beat him up!"

Uh... Lin Yun smiled and said nothing.

You're both people who can bring me Attribute +10. I can't play favorites. I have to spread the favor evenly.

The two of them went onstage.

"Lin Yun, Brother, please guide me!" Lin Dong cupped his hands and said, somewhat excited.

Ever since the Back Mountain Conflict, Lin Yun had been the goal Lin Dong pursued and wanted to surpass.

After seeing Lin Yun's outstanding performance today, he also wanted to have a proper fight with Lin Yun. Whether he could win or not, he held great respect for Lin Yun in his heart.

"Come on. Don't hold back. Let me see your limits," Lin Yun said with a smile.

"All right!"

Lin Dong attacked as if fired up, yuan power surging out as a faint cyan glow appeared around his fists.

He threw a straight punch, releasing force the instant it brushed clothing, striking toward Lin Yun with a snap.

Tongbei Fist, huh? Then let's see who can snap more, and louder... Lin Yun likewise threw a punch. He really wanted to see whose martial arts were stronger—his, or Lin Dong's cheat-assisted learning.

Snap, snap, snap, snap... snap!

A rapid, continuous series of snapping sounds spread throughout the entire Trial Hall.

"Tongbei Fist, Nine Echoing Force!"

"No, that's not just nine echoes."

"It's ten echoes!"

"So powerful. A first-grade Tongbei Fist is actually even more domineering in their hands than second-grade martial arts."

"Strange. How can Lin Dong last so long against Lin Yun?"

"Can't you tell? Lin Dong has also broken through to the Body Tempering Seventh Layer. He's been hiding his strength all along."

"The strength of his yuan power is even greater than Lin Hong's and Lin Xia's."

"Hiss, these two hid themselves really deeply!"

"Huh? Lin Yun is still snapping. Isn't that going on too long?"

"He can keep releasing force on contact without stopping. Heavens, is this still the Tongbei Fist I know?"

"These two dark horses really keep bringing surprise after surprise."

Trump cards emerged one after another, The duel was brilliant, A peak clash of Tongbei Fist, Lin Yun and Lin Dong pushed the atmosphere of the match to its climax.

Watching the two fight was a visual feast.

The dazzling yet exquisitely profound fist techniques left everyone below the stage gasping in admiration, while also feeling inferior.

"Ten Echoing Force is my limit, but for Lin Yun, Brother, it's only the beginning. His Tongbei Fist has already reached the point where he can use it as he pleases, a realm of Superb Skill. Any casual punch can produce echoing force. He doesn't need to deliberately gather power at all."

"I can only use Eight Desolations Palm!"

Lin Dong knew his Tongbei Fist was no match, so he immediately changed fists into palms and altered his method of attack. His Eight Desolations Palm had also reached perfection. He had cultivated soft force, understood how to combine hardness and softness, and could truly bring out the power of Eight Desolations Palm.

"Heh heh, little brother Lin Dong, I hope this doesn't hit you too hard."

Lin Yun thought this with a mischievous streak in his heart. He had deliberately cultivated the same martial arts as Lin Dong because he wanted to see Lin Dong's shocked reaction.

In novels, it was always the protagonist shocking bystanders. Now he was making the protagonist feel shocked for once. Reasonable, right?

Bang, bang, bang... The clash of their palm winds once again shook the spectators below the stage.

Setting aside their yuan power realms, just in terms of attainment in this martial art alone, no one present could surpass the two of them.

"Lin Yun, Brother's Eight Desolations Palm is actually this terrifying. The rhythm of the fight is completely under his control. I can only passively respond and take hits."

Lin Dong was startled. Earlier, when Lin Yun had defeated Lin Hong with Eight Desolations Palm, Lin Dong had not had such a strong, direct impression. Now that he was experiencing that feeling personally, he finally understood how helpless Lin Hong had been back then.

It was not that Lin Hong was weak. It was that Lin Yun was truly too strong.

Abnormally strong! The more Lin Dong fought, the more alarmed he became, and the more he felt the gap between him and Lin Yun was enormous. In his heart, his admiration for Lin Yun grew even greater.

He had the guidance of the images in the Stone Talisman and had thought that, in martial arts attainment, no one among his peers could compare to him. Only after this comparison today did he learn that there was always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky.

Both of Lin Yun's martial arts were stronger and more perfect than the evolutions demonstrated by those images in his Stone Talisman.

Both martial arts he had taken pride in had been crushed. Lin Dong's mentality slowly changed, and he no longer had any thought of winning.

Only then did Lin Dong realize that if Lin Yun wanted to defeat him, it would take ten moves at most.

And Lin Yun clearly had not done that. Instead, he had been guiding Lin Dong in battle all along. His goal was not to defeat him; it was more like he was feeding him moves.

Lin Dong suddenly came to his senses and shifted his focus to Lin Yun's moves, concentrating on experiencing, comprehending, and learning rather than seeking victory or defeat.

Once he faced the gap between himself and Lin Yun, Lin Dong accepted it humbly and rapidly absorbed experience.

"So that's how it is... You can even do it like this... Not being confined to forms... Focusing on exerting force... Stripping away the flashy nonsense and going straight to the essence of the Martial Dao..."

The more Lin Dong fought, the more excited he became. He comprehended a great deal, and inwardly marveled that Lin Yun was the true martial arts genius, admiring him utterly.

"Hm? This kid learns really fast." Lin Yun was secretly surprised. Lin Dong was actually comprehending things in the middle of battle.

He had merely found it interesting and fought slowly, yet Lin Dong had actually seized the chance and started learning from him.

"Brother Lin Yun really is a good person!" Lin Dong was deeply moved. While admiring him, he also respected him even more.

"Not aiming for victory or defeat, but sincerely guiding his younger brother in martial arts—that is the bearing an elder brother should have. Lin Hong simply can't be compared to him. He isn't even worthy to carry his shoes."

After exchanging more than fifty moves, Lin Yun felt it was about enough. With one palm strike, he forced Lin Dong back, the force just enough to push him off the stone platform.

"Brother Lin Yun's martial arts are profound. Lin Dong is sincerely convinced!" Lin Dong admitted defeat with a calm expression.

"Lin Yun wins!"

After Lin Ken made the announcement, Lin Zhentian, seated at the head, also rose to his feet and said loudly with a face full of smiles, "A very splendid contest. All of you performed very well. Now I announce that first place is Lin Yun, second place is Lin Dong, and third place is Lin Xia. If anyone still wishes to challenge, you may say so now."

"Two monsters!" Lin Xia thought to herself.

She had originally planned to wait until Lin Dong lost, then challenge him and fight for second place.

But after seeing Lin Dong's performance against Lin Yun, she knew very well that she could not possibly be Lin Dong's match.

Two dark horses were firmly pressing down on her! "Since there are no objections, this clan competition ends here."

Lin Zhentian said loudly.

After that, the Trial Hall began to disperse, while Lin Ken called Lin Yun and the other outstanding juniors to the rear hall.

Lin Zhentian personally handed out the rewards for the clan competition to them.

"Yun'er, very good. These years, your great-grandfather has paid too little attention to you, so don't take it to heart. When a clan grows large, there are always times when someone can't be looked after. You were able to bitterly cultivate alone to this level, and your talent is clear to all, beyond doubt. In the future, the clan will focus on nurturing you. If you need anything, you can tell your great-grandfather directly."

Lin Zhentian patted Lin Yun on the shoulder and spoke frankly in a solemn tone.

He and Lin Yun's grandfather were brothers, but Lin Yun's grandfather had already passed away.

"Thank you, Great-Grandfather!" Lin Yun said sincerely.

Although the clan had not previously tilted many Martial Dao resources toward him, his treatment in other aspects had not been bad.

There were many juniors in the clan, and Lin Zhentian might not even be able to remember them all.

For him to say these heartfelt words to Lin Yun and prevent him from harboring resentment already showed great care.

Moreover, he had even promised to focus on cultivating Lin Yun from now on.

"Grandfather, Lin Yun injured Lin Hong and Lin Shan. Second Uncle will probably target him," Lin Xia said softly.

They all knew that Lin Mang's personality was overbearing, selfish, and narrow-minded.

The reason Lin Shan and Lin Hong were so arrogant in the clan was also because Lin Mang had spoiled them into it.

"Hmph, don't worry. I'll have a proper talk with him." Lin Zhentian snorted and said with a cold expression.

It was not that he did not know about some things. He simply had not wanted to intervene.

Lin Mang had held too much authority these years, developing a small faction within the great clan and causing much dissatisfaction among the clan members.

Now that the clan was going to focus on cultivating Lin Yun, if Lin Mang dared to make things difficult for him in secret and trouble him, then as the clan head, Lin Zhentian would naturally have to knock some sense into Lin Mang.

"Lin Ken, from now on, take Yun'er under your wing and let him come into contact with the clan's affairs. Also, Yun'er's treatment should be raised as well. Let it be the same as Xia'er's," Lin Zhentian arranged.

This was equivalent to arranging a backer for Lin Yun. Even if Lin Mang wanted to settle accounts after the fact, with Lin Ken around, his hand would not be able to reach Lin Yun.

"Yes, Father!" Lin Ken agreed with a smile.

"Little Brother Lin Yun, why don't you move into our family's courtyard and live with us?" Lin Xia suddenly suggested.

Lin Ken also followed up, "There are still many empty rooms at home. If you move over, there will be someone to look after you. If you need anything, Lin Xia can help you too."

"Uncle, Sister Lin Xia, thank you for your kindness, but I'm still used to living in my own courtyard. I usually practice my fists all the time, so I'd easily disturb you. My courtyard is empty, and I can let loose more there."

Lin Yun declined gratefully.

He had the system, and those rewarded items had no source, making them inconvenient to explain to others.

As for Lin Mang, Lin Yun was not afraid of his revenge.

With Lin Yun's current status in the Lin Family, as long as Lin Mang's head was not broken, he would not directly act against him.

This was merely an internal clan conflict. It had not reached the point of irreconcilable life and death. Lin Xia and the others were only worried that Lin Mang would make things difficult for Lin Yun in terms of cultivation resources.

However, Lin Yun did not lack resources.

As long as Lin Mang did not personally make a move, Lin Yun had nothing to worry about.

Moreover, with Lin Yun's current cultivation speed, it would not be long before he surpassed Lin Mang. If Lin Mang truly failed to understand the bigger picture and shamelessly targeted him, then once Lin Yun rose up, he would not show them any courtesy.

"All right, go on back and train hard."

Lin Zhentian dismissed the younger generation, then called Lin Xiao to stay.

"Come inside with me."

It was time for father and son to have a proper talk.

After leaving the Trial Hall and parting ways with Lin Xia, Qing Tan, and the others, Lin Yun could hardly wait to return to his own courtyard.

He had received far too many rewards today. It was a bumper harvest—he had to go back and take proper stock of everything!