Clan Competition Begins

In the tranquil forest.

"Collapsing Thunder Fist!"

Lin Mu shouted, and nine streaks of lightning shot forth in rapid succession, hurtling toward a Gale Wind Wolf. The wolf had no time to dodge before it was blasted into a cloud of blood.

This Collapsing Thunder Fist consumes far too much Primal Energy. With my current reserves, I can use it at most twice. Lin Mu thought. Just one use of Collapsing Thunder Fist had depleted nearly half his stamina.

Tomorrow is the Clan Competition. I'll stop training here for today. With my current strength, taking first place should be as easy as playing around. Even Grandpa might not necessarily be a match for me.

Name: Lin Mu

Primal Energy Cultivation: Early Heavenly Yuan Realm

Spiritual Power Cultivation: None

Martial Skills: Through-the-Back Fist [Mastery], Collapsing Thunder Fist [Mastery]

Spiritual Secret Arts: None

Cultivation Art: Lightning Primal Energy Art

Life Talisman Seal: None

Special Items: None

Yang Yuan Pills: 132538

Over the past two months, Lin Mu had first spent 1.35 million Yang Yuan Pills to raise Collapsing Thunder Fist to Mastery. After that, he had spent another 1.2 million Yang Yuan Pills to raise his cultivation to the early Heavenly Yuan Realm.

Of that amount, the middle Earth Yuan Realm had cost 300,000 Yang Yuan Pills, the late Earth Yuan Realm had cost 400,000, and the early Heavenly Yuan Realm had cost 500,000.

I should save up some Yang Yuan Pills to exchange for a method of cultivating Spiritual Power, Lin Mu thought.

Naturally, he would not cultivate only Primal Energy. Spiritual Power also had to be cultivated alongside it. Only then could he be truly invincible among those of the same rank and fight above his level as easily as eating and drinking.

When the morning light broke through the clouds and shone upon the earth, the entire Lin Family became lively.

Lin Xiao brought Lin Mu, Lin Dong, and Qing Tan to the Training Hall. At this time, the Training Hall was already packed with people. Aside from the Lin Family disciples, there were also disciples from other families in Qingyang Town, all of whom had been invited to watch the Lin Family's Clan Competition.

"Don't be nervous!"

Seeing that Lin Dong was a little tense, Lin Mu patted him on the shoulder.

"Big Brother, this is your first time experiencing such a scene too, isn't it? How are you not nervous at all?" Lin Dong asked.

"Confidence comes from strength. When you are strong enough, you can face any situation with composure," Lin Mu said with a smile.

"Brother Lin Dong, I'm not nervous at all either," Qing Tan said playfully.

At that moment, a commotion arose at the entrance as a large crowd streamed in. At the head of the group was a white-haired old man dressed in brocade robes. He had a remarkably sturdy bearing, and there was a hint of authority in his sweeping gaze.

This man was the current head of the Lin Family, Lin Xiao's father, and Lin Mu and Lin Dong's grandfather—Lin Zhentian.

Behind Lin Zhentian followed a middle-aged man. At his side stood Lin Xia in a fitted outfit, her slender figure drawing the attention of many young men.

As Lin Zhentian approached, Lin Xiao respectfully said, "Father!"

"Move back in a few days from now," Lin Zhentian said.

Because of the Hundred Fruit Wine, Lin Xiao had met with Lin Zhentian once. Lin Zhentian already knew that Lin Xiao's injuries had healed and that his strength had recovered.

"Mm." Lin Xiao nodded.

"Grandfather!" Lin Mu and the other two also called out respectfully.

"Mu'er, Dong'er, Qing Tan, you've all grown taller. Perform well in this Clan Competition," Lin Zhentian said with a smile.

Although he already knew that Lin Xiao had recovered, Lin Zhentian knew nothing about the strength of Lin Mu and the other two, because even Lin Xiao himself did not know.

After chatting for a few moments, everyone went to sit in the seats reserved for the main family. Lin Mu and the other two had no seats and stood behind Lin Xiao.

As Lin Zhentian took his seat, the entire Training Hall fell silent.

The Lin Family's Clan Competition had officially begun!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Zhentian stood up and cupped his hands toward the guest seats. With a hearty laugh, he said, "Today is the day of my Lin Family's Clan Competition. Thank you all for coming to show your support. Everyone here is an old acquaintance, so this old man will not waste words. Let us get straight to the point."

Martial artists spoke plainly and did not care for empty pleasantries.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhentian turned his gaze toward Lin Ken beside him. The latter smiled and nodded before walking into the spacious arena within the Training Hall. He then took out a bamboo cylinder filled with numerous bamboo slips.

"Same as before—the draw will determine your opponents. All you little ones participating in the Clan Competition, come over and draw your lots."

Lin Mu and Lin Dong looked toward Lin Xiao.

"Go on," Lin Xiao said with a smile.

Lin Mu and Lin Dong each drew a slip from the bamboo cylinder. Lin Mu drew 'One,' while Lin Dong drew 'Four.' The two stepped onto the platforms marked with their respective numbers.

"It's actually you!"

Lin Mu was somewhat surprised to see that his first opponent was Lin Shan.

"Make your move. We're both Lin Family brothers, so I won't be too harsh on you." Seeing Lin Shan's solemn expression, Lin Mu extended one hand and crooked a finger at him.

"I broke through to the Body Tempering Sixth Layer half a month ago. I might not lose to you," Lin Shan said unwillingly, throwing a punch at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu's arm shot out deftly, slipping around Lin Shan's fist. His palm struck Lin Shan squarely in the chest, sending him stumbling back several steps and right off the platform.

"Lin Mu wins!"

Below the platform, Lin Ken watched Lin Mu defeat the Body Tempering Sixth Layer Lin Shan in a single move without using any martial arts. Moreover, his control over the force had been impeccable, leaving Lin Ken inwardly astonished.

"You've raised a fine son!" Seeing Lin Mu's performance, Lin Zhentian gave Lin Xiao an approving look.

"Lin Dong and Lin Hong are both quite outstanding as well!"

Seeing Lin Dong and Lin Hong also defeat their opponents with ease, the smile on Lin Zhentian's face widened further.

Thanks to the Hundred Fruit Wine, the younger generation of the Lin Family was remarkably strong. At the very least, they had reached the Body Tempering Fourth Layer. Anyone capable of easily defeating a Body Tempering Fourth Layer opponent had to be at least at the Body Tempering Sixth Layer themselves.

"Brother Lin Mu, Brother Lin Dong, go!" Qing Tan shouted happily from the side.

As soon as the first match ended, Lin Mu immediately began his second. This time, his opponent was Lin Yun, who was considered quite formidable among the younger generation of the Lin Family.

"Cousin Lin Mu, please enlighten me!" Lin Yun said. He had watched Lin Mu's match against Lin Shan just now, so he did not dare let his guard down in the slightest.

"Please." Lin Mu extended one hand, placed the other behind his back, and smiled.

Lin Yun's expression did not change at all. He kicked off the platform and rushed forward, clenching his five fingers into a fist as he punched at Lin Mu.

"Falling Stone Fist? It really is a little stronger than Lin Shan's Falling Stone Fist," Lin Mu muttered. He shifted his body slightly to evade Lin Yun's attack, then drove his shoulder into Lin Yun's chest. Lin Yun was sent flying, and after landing, he staggered back several steps before regaining his footing.