Chapter Twenty-Three: The First Three
"Awesome, Lin Dong!"
Looking at Lin Dong walking back to his seat, Qing Tan giggled and raised her small thumb in his direction.
"You little guy, you're hiding quite deeply." Lin Xiao also said with a smile, but there was no blame in his words. Lin Dong's strength was simply beyond his expectations.
And Lin Dong's performance today also made Lin Xiao's face shine with pride, his excitement in his heart was even stronger than when he recovered from his injury.
"Heh heh."
Lin Dong nodded slightly and smiled, but when he saw Lin Xiao didn't pursue the matter further, he also secretly let out a sigh of relief.
In the arena, after Lin's dynamic trial ended, another trial began in succession. Those who could enter the top ten were mostly people with some reputation among the younger generation of the Lin family. Basically, everyone was at least fivefold or even higher, so the trial was naturally quite exciting. From time to time, it would cause some applause in the arena.
Five matches, and the results were quickly out. As expected, Lin Xia and Lin Hong once again easily stood out with their impressive strength, and along with Lin Dong and two other top students in the Lin family, the top five spots were decided.
As the top five quotas were released, the atmosphere in the trial hall also rose quietly. Everyone knew that what followed was the real highlight of this clan comparison.
One round of drawing lots was over, and one person was lucky enough to draw a blank lot. Lin Dong's opponent was a young man from the Lin family named Lin Feng, who was said to have reached the sixth level of Tempering Body as well. However, this was not a big problem for Lin Dong.
The two men's fight, after drawing the bamboo slips, quickly unfolded, and the result was indeed not unexpected. Under Lin Dong's nine consecutive punches to the back, even though Lin Feng exerted his full strength, he was still knocked off the stone platform with a single punch.
Thus, Lin Dong easily won this trial to enter the top three once again.
This match didn't have too many surprises, so as soon as it was over, everyone's attention turned to the next match that was about to start.
The list of this match has sparked the interest of everyone including Lin Dong, because the people who are going to fight each other are Lin Xia and Lin Hong.
The two are almost the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Lin family, and many people have speculated that the first place in this clan comparison will not unexpectedly be born between these two.
However, what made them a bit unexpected was that before the final round, the two of them actually collided with each other. The exchange of blows was quite intense...
Lin Xia.
Lincoln was also stunned by the two people's draw and immediately opened his mouth to shout.
Upon hearing Lincoln's call, Lin Xia also responded with a gentle voice, and immediately the young girl's waist twisted, as if she was floating onto the stone platform like a butterfly. Her elegant and refreshing posture made many boys' eyes shine brightly.
When Lin Xia stepped onto the stone platform, Lin Hong also jumped onto the stone platform with a flourish, wearing white clothes, looking quite handsome, and many people nodded slightly in approval.
"Lin Xia sister, please spare my life." Lin Hong smiled and clasped his hands together as he looked at Lin Xia.
"If you spare my feelings, I'm afraid it's my turn to take the stage." Lin Xia rolled her eyes, but her eyes were unusually serious, and she was indeed worried that she would have to go all out against Lin Hong.
Lin Hong smiled slightly, with a hint of fervor in his eyes. Lin Xia was considered one of the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Lin family. If he could defeat him today, then the position of first place would be his.
"Let's get started!"
Under the stone stage, Lincoln waved his hand and said in a low voice after seeing that everyone was ready.
Lincoln's voice had just fallen when the two people on stage suddenly appeared with a faint glow on their bodies, that was yuan power.
"Tempering Body Seventh Layer..."
Looking at the relatively rich glow on both of their bodies, many people in the trial hall couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Although they had some guesses when watching their previous match, seeing it with their own eyes still left them astonished.
Being able to reach the seventh level of Quenching at this age is a testament to their potential. If they are properly nurtured, their future prospects will be bright.
Lin Zhen Tian looked at this scene with a smile and nodded his head, the more outstanding these younger generations were, the more relieved and happy he felt.
"Be careful, Lin Xia!"
A brilliant light flashed on his body, Lin Hong's eyes suddenly became sharp and fierce, his figure burst out violently, with a strong gust of wind on both palms, he slapped Lin Xia with one palm.
Facing Lin Hong's fierce palm wind, Lin Xia retreated a step back, her slender and delicate fingers closed together like an eagle's beak, heavily pressing on the back of Lin Hong's palm, directly deflecting his palm wind downwards.
"Eight Desolations Palm!"
The palm wind was unloaded, and Lin Hong also let out a soft drink. The palm wind suddenly became strong and violent, continuously covering Lin Xia's head, the low-pitched breaking wind sound, was quite extraordinary.
Enveloped by the fierce and violent palm wind, Lin Xiaoyu's slender eyebrows also slightly furrowed, her fingers closed together, resembling a sword finger, nimbly piercing through Lin Hong's palm wind, then thrusting towards his vital points, forcing him to withdraw his hand in defense.
On the stone stage, figures intersected, palms came and fingers went, appearing extremely intense. With the amplification of Yuan's power, the wind was broken into pieces, making people watch with bated breath.
"Lin Dong, who will win?" Qingtan also clenched her small fists due to the intense battle on stage and asked with some tension.
"It's hard to say..."
Lin Dong hesitated for a moment, shook his head, Lin Hong's Eight Desolations Palm had obviously been cultivated to an extremely pure and skilled level, the palm wind was fierce like a tiger, with considerable power. In contrast, Lin Xia was not weak at all, the martial art she displayed should be the second-grade martial art of the Lin family, Ling Jian Zhi.
Although this martial art seems to be not overly powerful at first glance, if one masters it, their fingers become as sharp as a sword blade. Even Lin Hong wouldn't dare to be hit by them easily.
So, it's hard to say who wins or loses now, although Lin Dong hopes that Lin Xia will win...
As the two men spoke, the battle on the stone platform was also becoming increasingly fierce and white-hot. With each exchange of fists and palms, low, muffled sounds continued to ring out.
This entanglement lasted for nearly ten minutes, and the luster on both of their bodies was quite bright. Apparently, they had both exerted their inner strength to the extreme.
And when the light reached its peak, the two of them suddenly took a step back at the same time. Then, with a loud crash, they simultaneously swung their palms and heavily collided in front of everyone's gaze.
Bang!
A loud voice exploded on the stone platform, and two figures were directly shaken out, their feet stepped on the stone platform several times, and finally fell off the stone platform at the same time...
Both of them fell off the stage, and there was a commotion in the trial hall, apparently no one had expected that they would end up like this.
"Hehe, not bad, not bad..."
At the scene, Lin Hong was surprisingly able to match Lin Xia evenly, and Lin Zhen Tian couldn't help but nod in relief. Beside him, Lin Meng's face involuntarily broke into a smile as he glanced sideways at Lin Xiao not far away with a pleased gaze.
"This round will end in a draw, there are still four people left. If there's no problem, Lin Xia and Lin Hong will be tied for first place in this family competition, while Lin Dong and Lin Chen will take second and third place respectively. Of course, if anyone wants to continue competing, they can also speak up..."
Lin Zhen Tian stood up and smiled, saying that at this point, the basic ranking of the clans had already been determined, and further comparison would not lead to any changes.
As for Lin Zhentian's words, everyone also nodded slightly, apparently without any objection.
"Is he number one..."
Lin's eyebrows furrowed as he looked at Qingtan beside him, finding that she was also clenching her small fists, her delicate face filled with worry.
In the field, after hearing Lin Zhen Tian's words, Lin Hong's smile on his face also became more intense. He tilted his head and looked in the direction of Lin Dong and Qing Tan, a cold smile rising to the corner of his mouth. Immediately, he took a step forward, about to seize the opportunity to express his heartfelt request.
However, the words in Lin Hong's mouth had not yet come out when Lin Dong, who had been paying attention to his movements, suddenly sank his eyes and stood up, and then a voice rang out in the trial hall.
"Brother Lin Hongbiao, Lin Dong is not talented, I wonder if you can give me some advice?"
Sorry to trouble you all.