Victory or Defeat Is Not Decided by Words!

Before long, Lin Yi discovered a round, chubby figure climbing onto his stone platform with a face full of misery.

"Lin Changqiang, it seems your luck is quite poor," Lin Yi couldn't help but chuckle and tease when he saw the round figure.

Lin Changqiang wore a mournful expression and sighed helplessly, "There is no one with worse luck than me."

Although Lin Changqiang did not know what cultivation level Lin Yi had reached now, he knew that a few months ago, Lin Yi had been able to defeat Lin Hong, who was at the Body Tempering Sixth Level, with a single punch!

As for himself, he was only at the Body Tempering Fourth Level even now; facing Lin Yi was just asking to be abused.

Lin Yi smiled slightly, "Are you going to admit defeat yourself, or should I knock you off?"

"If I admit defeat without even making a move, my dad won't let me off when I get back. But, Brother Lin Yi, could you go a little easier on me? And please, don't hit my face, okay?"

Lin Changqiang looked completely helpless, his tone filled with resentment.

At this moment, Lin Ken, who was below, saw that the first batch of Lin Family juniors had already taken the stage, so he waved his hand and shouted, "The Clan Competition begins!"

As soon as Lin Ken's voice fell, the atmosphere in the Trial Hall suddenly boiled over.

On the other four stone platforms, figures were also flashing, and they quickly began to trade blows.

Seeing this, Lin Yi said to Lin Changqiang, "Alright, it's time for us to start too. You go first!"

"Alright, Brother Lin Yi, I'm attacking!"

Lin Changqiang agreed, his body gave a shake, and he took a step forward. His ball-like body lunged toward Lin Yi with surprising speed.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Changqiang was right in front of Lin Yi.

His thick right leg whipped out toward Lin Yi with fierce speed; it was exactly the First Grade martial art, Stone Splitting Leg.

Lin Yi smiled faintly, his body tilted slightly to dodge the thick leg, and he quickly stepped forward, grabbing Lin Changqiang by the shoulder with his right hand.

"Off you go!"

Lin Yi threw him with a forceful heave of his right hand, and Lin Changqiang's chubby figure instantly turned into a human projectile, flying rapidly off the stone platform.

"Ah..."

Lin Changqiang was so terrified that he shrieked, his limbs flailing in the air.

"Thump!"

In an instant, Lin Changqiang landed on the open ground below the stone platform, falling squarely on his backside.

After the initial panic, Lin Changqiang realized he wasn't actually hurt. He stood up, rubbing his rear, and complained, "Brother Lin Yi, you scared me to death."

Lin Yi said with a light smile, "How about you come back up, and I'll try a different way?"

"No, no, I admit defeat!" Hearing this, Lin Changqiang shook his head like a rattle-drum.

"Lin Yi wins!"

Below the platform, Lin Ken shook his head with a hint of amusement and announced the result of the match.

Just as Lin Yi was about to step off the platform, he suddenly sensed someone watching him. He turned his head and saw that it was Lin Hong.

Lin Hong had also easily secured a victory. As their gazes met, a hint of provocation appeared in his eyes.

Lin Yi couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind and turned his gaze toward Lin Dong's platform. Coincidentally, Lin Dong's opponent was Lin Shan.

Lin Shan had been beaten up by Lin Yi many times and had hoped to get his revenge on Lin Dong, but he soon tragically discovered that he couldn't beat Lin Dong either.

Perhaps influenced by Lin Yi, Lin Dong also beat Lin Shan into the shape of a pig's head.

Inside the Trial Hall, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of Lin Shan.

Lin Shan's father, Lin Mang, however, had a face as dark as iron.

Nevertheless, none of this affected the progress of the Clan Competition.

There were two rounds in the first stage of the competition. Lin Yi's second opponent was one of Lin Shan's lackeys, who, upon seeing Lin Yi, immediately chose to admit defeat without hesitation.

Thus, Lin Yi easily passed the first round and entered the top ten of the Clan Competition.

It wasn't just Lin Yi; Lin Dong and Qing Tan had also made it into the top ten.

Everyone in the Trial Hall was somewhat surprised to see this and couldn't help but glance frequently at Lin Xiao.

Watching the performance of his children, Lin Xiao felt very good, and a smile remained on his face throughout.

Amidst the varied thoughts of the crowd, the second round of the Lin Family Clan Competition soon arrived.

Lin Dong's opponent was actually that same person named Lin Yun. After a bout of entanglement, Lin Dong secured the victory and successfully entered the top five!

Following Lin Dong, Qing Tan also defeated her opponent and entered the top five.

Soon, it was Lin Yi's turn to take the stage, and his opponent was none other than Lin Hong, with whom he had a grudge.

"Your good luck ends here!" Lin Hong looked at Lin Yi opposite him, his expression icy.

"Next, I will defeat you completely in front of everyone to avenge the humiliation from a few months ago!"

Lin Yi smiled faintly, "Victory and defeat aren't decided by words!"

"The match begins!"

At this moment, Lin Ken, standing below the platform, saw that both had taken their positions and waved his hand, shouting in a deep voice.

As soon as Lin Ken's shout fell, a faint luster emerged on the surface of Lin Hong's body; that was Yuan Power.

"Eight Desolations Palm!"

With light flickering across his body and a cold, sharp look in his eyes, Lin Hong surged forward, his palms swinging with a fierce and powerful wind.

A continuous barrage of palm shadows descended upon Lin Yi, accompanied by the low, whistling sound of wind breaking across the stone platform, appearing quite formidable.

"Body Tempering Seventh Level..."

Watching the relatively dense luster on Lin Hong's body, many in the Trial Hall exclaimed in surprise.

To reach the Body Tempering Seventh Level at this age showed that Lin Hong's potential was quite good.

From his seat, Lin Mang watched Lin Hong's performance, his expression improving significantly as he stared intently at the stone platform, hoping Lin Hong would defeat Lin Yi and win him some face.

As the target of the attack, Lin Yi remained calm, with a luster of Yuan Power likewise surging over his body.

"Pa, pa, pa..."

Lin Yi took his stance and swung his fists, causing a series of crisp, rhythmic sounds to echo across the stone platform.

"Bang!"

As fist and palm collided, Lin Hong immediately felt a sharp pain shoot through his arms, followed by two waves of force that surged up his limbs and reached his shoulders and internal organs in the blink of an eye!

"Ah!"

Lin Hong let out a loud cry, trying his best to steady himself, but he couldn't help it; under that powerful rebounding force, his body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string!

He stumbled at the very end and fell off the stone platform in a pathetic heap, landing face-first on the ground!

"Pfft!"

Immediately after, Lin Hong spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

"Hiss..."

Seeing this scene, a collective gasp of air echoed throughout the Trial Hall.

No one had expected that Lin Hong, who had broken through to the Body Tempering Seventh Level and was highly favored to win first place in the Clan Competition, would be defeated by Lin Yi—and so cleanly and decisively at that!

Could it be that Lin Yi's cultivation had already reached the Body Tempering Eighth Level, or perhaps even higher?

"Good... very good!"

Lin Zhentian stood up abruptly, looking at the youth on the stone platform with an expression of wild, ecstatic excitement.

A moment later, he sat back down, though he still couldn't suppress his agitated mood!

"It was still just one move!"

Below the stone platform, Lin Xia's eyes widened in shock as she gently patted her well-endowed chest and murmured to herself.

"He is truly worthy of being my third brother's son..."

Beside Lin Xia, Lin Ken also spoke slowly, his gaze filled with admiration as he looked at Lin Yi.

For a time, the entire venue was filled with nothing but praise for Lin Yi.