Chapter Twenty-Five Taking Over Affairs
"Haha, this guy is really unlucky..."
Lin Shan looked at Lin Dong on the stone platform, and couldn't help but feel a little schadenfreude. Lin Xuan was not inferior to Lin Hong in any way, if he were given the same treatment as Lin Hong, it would be hard to say who would achieve more in the future. Now, Lin Dong had actually encountered Lin Xuan in this round, and it seemed that his pace could only stop here.
"It's a pity, I originally wanted to personally teach him a lesson, but now it seems that there is no need for that." Lin Hong said with a slight smile, somewhat languidly.
"It was actually Lin Xuan."
Lin Xiao couldn't help but furrow his brow when he heard Lin Dong's opponent this time, clearly not unfamiliar with the name.
By her side, Qingtan's hands were clenched into fists, and her small face was filled with worried colors.
"Don't worry too much, losing to Lin Xuan is still acceptable, after all, he has been practicing for a relatively short time." Lin Xiao said, and after his injury recovered, his strict requirements for Lin Dong also seemed to have eased up a lot.
Upon hearing this, Qingtan didn't say a word, her eyes fixed on the young figure on the stone pedestal. For some reason, she felt an unusual sense of anticipation in her heart...
"Lin Dongge won't lose easily..."
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After Lincoln announced another fighter, a boy in gray clothes quietly walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the stone stage.
The young man was quite lean, but those eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and it could be seen that this person should also be a strong-minded person.
Witnessing his parents' tragic death at the hands of bandits, a young man would inevitably appear more mature than his peers.
"Lin Xian." The grey-clothed youth stood opposite Lin Dong, saying slowly.
"Lin Dong." Lin Dong didn't show any sluggishness, solemnly clasped his fists and bowed, saying in a deep voice that although he hadn't had much contact with Lin Xuan before, he actually admired the latter quite a bit.
"I won't hold back." Lin Xuan said with a glance at Lin Dong.
"Thank you." Lin smiled slightly.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan was slightly stunned, staring deeply at Lin Dong, then slowly exhaled, and on the palms of his hands, there was a faint glow flashing, which was a sign of mobilizing yuan power.
"Since we're all here, let's get started then." Lincoln glanced at Lin Dong with a hint of concern, but didn't say anything else. With a wave of his hand, he shouted.
Bang!
As soon as Lincoln's voice fell, Lin Xuan's eyes became sharp, and he saw that his footsteps stepped on the ground, his body borrowed force to rush towards Lin Dong, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and directly hit Lin Dong's chest without any fancy moves.
Facing Lin Xuan's fist wind, Lin Dong not only didn't retreat but instead took a step forward amidst the crowd's astonished gazes. His right palm shot out quickly and grabbed onto Lin Xuan's fist, his palm suddenly slapping down, and incredibly, he slapped Lin Xuan's punch flying away.
Just as the punch was about to land, Lin Yun's body suddenly shifted, dodging the palm wind that Lin Dong had swung over with a whoosh. His fists clenched tightly, he abruptly smashed them towards Lin Dong's face, his fist shadows overlapping like chaotic falling rocks, the momentum so fierce that it made people dare not clash head-on with him.
"Rockfist?"
This familiar fist method made Lin Dong raise an eyebrow, he had seen Lin Shan demonstrate this set of fist methods before, but compared to Lin Xuan's demonstration, Lin Shan's fist method was obviously flawed.
"Ah..."
With a breath, the momentum flowed out of his throat, and Lin Dong understood that this Falling Rock Fist was getting smoother with each punch, and its power was increasing, making it even harder to deal with. Therefore, when facing this boxing technique, he couldn't retreat.
Since retreat is not an option, then we can only resort to a head-on confrontation!
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Lin Dong's face was solemn, his palms clenched into fists, and after a brief moment, the crisp slapping sounds suddenly rang out on the stone platform, and this sound was exactly eight!
Eight Trigrams Reversal Fist!
Many eyes widened in shock, clearly not expecting that Lin Dong, at such a young age, could cultivate the Tong Bei Fist to this level.
"This kid, has actually made progress again..." Lin Xiao was also surprised by Lin Dong's sudden behavior, and immediately showed a delighted expression.
"Ah, okay..."
On the VIP seat, Lin Zhen Tian also stroked his beard and nodded slowly. At this age, he was able to cultivate Tong Bei Quan to the eighth resonance, which was already quite good.
"However, Lin Xuan's Falling Rock Fist was also extremely powerful, and with the assistance of his yuan energy, the Eight Sounds Piercing Back Fist, although not weak in power, would still find it somewhat difficult to gain victory..."
Surprise turned into surprise, but Lin Zhentian still had a sharp eye and saw through the situation, muttering to himself.
"Bang!"
But just as Lin Zhentian's words had fallen, a clear and crisp sound suddenly rang out in the field, and for an instant, the entire trial hall fell silent.
Nine sounds!
The ultimate Tongbei Fist!
Whoosh!
All eyes were fixed on Lin Dong's body in an instant, and this time, they also saw a faint glow flashing on the latter's fist.
Original Power! Tempering Body Sixth Layer!
"Crack!"
Lin Xiao's teacup shattered into several cracks, his eyes staring blankly at the young man on the stone pedestal. Tong Bei Fist Ninth Resonance? Quench Body Sixth Layer?
Lin Dong... when did you become so strong?
"Good!"
Lin Zhen Tian, who was also silent for a while, slowly spat out a word, and those who understood his temperament knew that the strength Lin Dong had shown made him extremely satisfied.
Lin Bao's face was slightly dark, his mouth tightly closed, and he didn't say a word. Behind him, Lin Hong's eyebrows were also slightly furrowed.
"This guy is actually quite capable..."
Bang!
Under the gaze of many astonished eyes, Lin Dong's fist fell like a heavy stone on top of Lin Fan's fists. The powerful force burst forth at this moment, and the latter's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, finally crashing to the ground outside the stone platform.
"Whoa..."
When Lin Dong's fist sent Lin Fan flying, the surrounding area was also filled with an expected commotion. Those who had known Lin Dong before were even more shocked, their mouths agape in disbelief. In just a short half year, he had actually become this powerful.
Lincoln was also shocked by Lin's display of strength, and after a moment, he hastily opened his mouth to announce.
"Lin Dong wins!"
As soon as Lincoln's voice fell, a burst of applause and cheers erupted in the trial hall. Until now, they finally understood that Lin Dong was able to come here without any risk, relying not on luck, but on his own true strength!
Standing on the stone platform, Lin Dong saw that somewhat boiling Trial Hall and smiled slightly, jumping down from the stone platform, extending his hand towards Lin Xuan, saying: "Are you alright?"
"Nine echoes of the Tongbei fist, tempered to the sixth level, not a undeserved defeat." Lin Yun looked at Lin Dong, and a smile also appeared on his face, saying: "Wait for an opportunity, and I'll come ask you for guidance again."
Having said that, Lin Xuan seemed unwilling to stay any longer and directly turned around to leave.
Looking at Lin Xuan's back, Lin Dong also smiled, he had a pretty good impression of this person, and if there was an opportunity in the future, maybe they could get to know each other better.
However, before that, he still had to get rid of Lin Hong, so as to avoid being bothered by Qing Tan in the future.
Lin Dong turned his head and cast his gaze towards Lin Hong's location, only to see that the latter was also looking over, with a hint of disdain still lingering at the corner of his mouth.
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