Wudong: I, inward cultivation, made Lin Dong cry

"Rewarded with a single pill, does the system really look down on Lin Yan this much?" Lin Yan complained inwardly.

Previously, Qi and Blood Pills were rewarded in bottles, but now it's just a single pill.

However, Lin Yan was quite satisfied with a Third-Rank Qi and Blood Pill. After all, being able to establish a mission for a small fry like Lin Shan, who he can easily defeat, is already good enough. Any reward, big or small, is a gain.

"If you're so capable, don't use Yuan Power!" Lin Shan provoked.

He knew that even without Yuan Power, he was no match for Lin Yan. The reason he said this was because Yuan Power made hitting people more painful.

"Heh!"

Lin Yan smiled faintly, ignoring Lin Shan's childish provocation.

Not using Yuan Power when you have it is foolish. As for capability, being powerless without Yuan Power is true incompetence.

"Falling Rock Fist!" Lin Shan shouted lowly, throwing out his fists heavily. During this time, he had practiced diligently, and his Falling Rock Fist was nearing completion. If Lin Yan didn't use Yuan Power, he felt he might not necessarily be completely crushed.

"Still just Pebble Fist." Lin Yan shook his head, throwing a single punch rapidly, hitting Lin Shan's fists with a bang. It was the same move, Falling Rock Fist, but Lin Yan had mastered it to perfection, possessing the essence of turning the mundane into the miraculous, where no move is better than a move. He didn't need flashy movements at all; a simple strike could unleash the strongest power of the Falling Rock Fist.

Against someone at Lin Shan's level, Lin Yan only needed to exert a little effort to reach his limit!

With just a single exchange, Lin Shan's tightly clenched fists instantly loosened weakly, his arms numb, and the power in his entire body was disrupted, unable to be channeled to his arms.

Lin Yan pressed forward, throwing punches rapidly, a set of Wing Chun-style punches raining down on Lin Shan's chest.

The punches weren't heavy, just a little painful.

In front of so many clansmen, Lin Yan didn't want to be too ruthless; giving him a lesson was enough.

"Bang!"

Finally, after delivering the last punch, Lin Shan fell off the stone platform in a sorry state.

Lin Hong quickly went to help Lin Shan up, bringing him to Lin Mang's side. Lin Mang checked the injuries with a grim face. It looked bad, but fortunately, it was just superficial wounds; no bones were broken.

"Hmph!" Lin Mang snorted coldly at Lin Yan on the stage.

It was clear that Lin Yan only wanted to teach Lin Shan a lesson, but his son was not for Lin Yan to handle.

"Find a chance to draw him later and teach him a lesson too," Lin Mang whispered.

"Understood, Father," Lin Hong replied with a smirk.

On the platform, Xiao Qingtan's eyes curved into crescent moons as she whispered, "Brother Lin Yan is so domineering, beating that bastard Lin Shan to death."

Lin Xiao and his son Lin Dong, though silent, both had faint smiles on their faces.

Lin Xiao naturally knew that Lin Shan often bullied Lin Dong in the past. However, as an elder, it wasn't appropriate for him to take action against a junior. Now that Lin Yan was giving Lin Shan a good beating, as an old father, Lin Xiao was very pleased.

Lin Ken announced Lin Yan's victory, and the competition continued.

The previous rounds of the competition lacked excitement because there were no strong matchups.

For the elders, only the competitions above Body Tempering Sixth Stage were interesting.

Lin Yan fought several more rounds, and the opponents he encountered were all below Body Tempering Sixth Stage, which he easily resolved, but the rewards were only Second-Rank pills, not as good as Lin Shan's.

Fifth match!

Winning this match would secure a spot in the top five.

Before Lin Yan even stepped onto the stage, his opponent was already there: it was Lin Hong.

This was too coincidental.

Both of them were relatively outstanding geniuses in the clan, yet they met so early.

Lin Yan stepped onto the stage and immediately established a mission.

[Mission: Defeat Lin Hong. Reward: One bottle of Third-Rank Yuan Qi Pill.]

As expected, the reward for defeating Lin Hong was quite generous: Yuan Qi Pills, which could accelerate the cultivation of Yuan Power, were exactly what Lin Yan needed right now. This made Lin Yan find Lin Hong a little more pleasing to the eye.

"However you beat my brother just now, I will return it tenfold to you now!" Lin Hong sneered. He had made a small move earlier, deliberately drawing Lin Yan in advance, intending to stop Lin Yan at the gate to the top five.

The clan competition only had rewards for entering the top five. As long as he defeated Lin Yan and injured him so that he couldn't participate in the subsequent challenges, Lin Yan would naturally have no chance for the top five.

"Tenfold, you say? I'll grant you that!" Lin Yan pursed his lips slightly, feeling it necessary to give Lin Hong a lesson to remember.

On the platform, almost everyone's attention was focused on the competition stage between Lin Yan and Lin Hong. This was the first battle above Body Tempering Sixth Stage.

Moreover, Lin Hong had reached Body Tempering Sixth Stage more than half a year ago, and was probably even stronger now.

"Brother Lin Dong, do you think Brother Lin Yan can win?" Qingtan asked worriedly, clenching her small hands.

"Brother Lin Yan's strength wasn't inferior to Lin Hong's before, and he has been cultivating diligently, so he shouldn't be easily defeated." Lin Dong said earnestly, but in his heart, he was thinking... Even if he loses, it's okay, I'm still here.

He had also been cultivating diligently, and no one knew his true strength yet.

If Lin Yan lost, he would defeat Lin Hong and surprise everyone.

On the stage!

Lin Hong couldn't wait to attack, Yuan Power surged out, and his palm wind was sharp, killing towards Lin Yan.

"Body Tempering Seventh Stage!"

As soon as he made a move, his strength was seen by the elders, and many people were surprised. Breaking through to Body Tempering Seventh Stage at this age was rare even in Qingyang Town.

"I have already broken through to Body Tempering Seventh Stage. Let's see what you use to block me this time!" Lin Hong said smugly. He had taken more than a dozen Second-Rank spiritual herbs, and even a few Third-Rank spiritual herbs, to break through to Body Tempering Seventh Stage. No one else had these conditions.

This time, his goal was the first place in the clan competition, and Lin Yan was just his stepping stone.

"You think too highly of yourself." Lin Yan smiled disdainfully, mobilizing his Yuan Power along with his palm.

"Another Body Tempering Seventh Stage!"

There was an uproar on the platform. Lin Hong's Body Tempering Seventh Stage, although surprising, was expected, but Lin Yan also reaching Body Tempering Seventh Stage was beyond everyone's expectations.

The competition became more exciting and uncertain.

In a situation where the realms are the same, it depends on the martial arts attainments of both sides.

Lin Hong mainly practiced the Eight Desolations Palm, which he had already practiced to great success, approaching perfection.

At this moment, Lin Hong's palm wind roared with thunder, extremely fierce, directly attacking Lin Yan's internal organs.

However, this palm technique, in Lin Yan's eyes, was full of flaws. Although the Eight Desolations Palm was known for its ferocity, it was not entirely a ferocious path. To cultivate it to perfection, one needed to combine firmness and gentleness, with gentleness within firmness and firmness within gentleness, not only able to attack but also able to defuse force and defend.

Lin Yan had already cultivated it to the point of perfection, so seeing Lin Hong's palm technique, it was full of flaws, like child's play.

Lin Yan inserted a palm between Lin Hong's hands, slapping left and right, hitting Lin Hong's hand joints, immediately changing Lin Hong's attack route, and then accumulating power in the other palm to strike out.

"Bang!"

Lin Hong was sent flying and fell to the ground in a sorry state, losing face.

He stood up again unwillingly, already somewhat losing his mind, and frantically attacked with a storm of palm techniques, completely disregarding that the person opposite him was his clansman, with every move being ruthless, directly attacking vital points.

This made Lin Zhentian, Lin Ken, and other elders frown slightly.

However, no matter how Lin Hong made his moves, Lin Yan could easily defuse them, and even with the same moves, just like a master teaching a disciple, manipulating them at will.

"What exquisite palm techniques, the Eight Desolations Palm can actually be used like this." Lin Zhentian's eyes lit up. Even he was inspired by such smooth palm techniques.

"This child's martial arts attainments are terrifying!" Lin Xiao muttered.

Even he, who had some confidence in himself, had to admit it.

Lin Dong was even more shocked. He had also practiced the Eight Desolations Palm, but the Eight Desolations Palm that Lin Yan performed was even smoother than the shadow evolved from the stone talisman in his mind.

"Impossible, how is this possible?" Lin Hong was hit hard. The palm technique he was so proud of was so vulnerable, which deeply undermined his confidence.

"You said tenfold, I'll give it to you!" Lin Yan wouldn't be soft-hearted, rewarding Lin Hong tenfold according to the method he used to beat Lin Shan just now.

Bang bang bang... Dense and rapid palm shadows landed on Lin Hong's body.

"Enough." Lin Mang suddenly spoke to stop him.

"Bang!" Lin Yan stopped, kicking out with a foot, the iron shoe weighing a hundred pounds stomping on Lin Hong's chest, kicking him off the competition stage.

"Pfft!" Lin Hong spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Mang quickly got up to check Lin Hong's injuries, pointing at Lin Yan and scolding, "You brat, how dare you be so heavy-handed."

"Second Uncle, I've already held back a lot, not injuring his vitals, just giving him a lesson." Lin Yan retorted coldly, "When Lin Hong attacked just now, he was ruthless with every move, directly attacking vital points. If he had the upper hand, what kind of fate do you think I would have met?"

Lin Yan was an orphan, with no elders to support him. If he was seriously injured by Lin Hong, he could only admit his misfortune.

Now Lin Hong looked seriously injured, but most of them were external injuries. The last kick injured the internal organs, but the foundation was not damaged.

This was already Lin Yan not wanting to tear apart the relationship. If it weren't for considering Lin Mang and the elders in the clan, Lin Yan would have wanted to put someone as ruthless as Lin Hong to death long ago, even if the other party was a clansman.

Lin Mang still had a gloomy face.

"Alright, take Lin Hong down for treatment first." Lin Zhentian said to Lin Mang with a cold face.

"Yes, Father!"

Lin Mang didn't dare to refute, taking Lin Hong away from the trial hall.

With Lin Hong's injuries, he wouldn't be able to recover in ten days or half a month, and he would have no chance in the next competition.

Originally, he was a strong contender for the clan championship, but now he didn't even make it into the top five.

The competition inevitably had conflicts, but the impact was not significant, so it continued.

Lin Yan returned to the platform victoriously, and many eyes were on him, including Lin Zhentian's, with admiration in his eyes. They were all descendants of their lineage, and the more outstanding Lin Yan performed, the happier he naturally was.

As soon as Lin Yan returned to the platform, the little loli Qingtan, wearing a cyan dress, trotted over happily.

"Brother Lin Yan, you were amazing, quick, wipe your sweat." Qingtan handed over her small handkerchief with a smile.

Previously, Lin Hong said that when he obtained the top three in the clan competition, he would propose to Grandpa to betroth Qingtan to him.

This worried Qingtan a lot.

Lin Zhentian, the old master Lin, was the one who had the final say in the Lin family. If Lin Zhentian agreed, Lin Xiao would also find it difficult to refuse, so Qingtan had been spending this time in anxiety. She didn't want to marry Lin Hong.

Now that Lin Yan had injured Lin Hong, preventing him from even entering the top five, he was no longer qualified to make the request.

It could be said that Lin Yan had rescued her again.

Looking at Lin Yan's resolute, masculine, and angular face, Qingtan suddenly felt a sense of security.

"Thank you!" Lin Yan didn't think much, took the handkerchief smoothly, and put it on his face to wipe it. The touch was soft and slightly silky. The handkerchief brushed past his nose, and he smelled a faint, lilac-like fragrance.

It smelled so good that Lin Yan couldn't help but take a few more sniffs.

Seeing Lin Yan actually sniffing her handkerchief, a blush immediately appeared on Qingtan's delicate face.