Chapter 9 Qing Tan’s Little Handkerchief

"As a reward for a pill, the system looks down on Lin Shan."

Lin Yun complained in his heart.

In the past, Qi and Blood Pills were rewarded in units of one bottle, but now they are rewarded in units of one.

However, Lin Yun was quite satisfied with the third level of Qi and Blood. After all, Lin Shan, a little hottie who could easily defeat him, was already good at setting up tasks, and he could earn both big and small rewards.

"Don't use Yuanli if you have the ability." Lin Shan said in an irritating tone.

He knew that even if he didn't use his Yuan Power, he would still be no match for Lin Yun. The reason why he said this was because hitting someone with Yuan Power was more painful.

"hehe!"

Lin Yun smiled faintly and ignored Lin Shan's childish provocation.

If you have Yuanli and don't use it, you are a fool. As for ability, those who don't have Yuanli are called incompetent.

"Falling Stone Fist."

Lin Yun stepped forward and punched quickly, a set of Wing Chun-style boxing techniques raining down on Lin Shan's chest.

Lin Yun came on stage and directly established the task.

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

In front of so many tribesmen, Lin Yun couldn't be cruel, just give him a lesson.

"Ten times, I'll satisfy you!" Lin Yun pursed his lips slightly, feeling that it was necessary to let Lin Hong have a longer memory.

However, no matter how Lin Hong used his moves, he could be easily resolved by Lin Yun, and he still used the same moves, just like a master teaching his disciples, and he could use them at will.

He stood up again unconvinced, already losing his mind. He used violent palm techniques and attacked frantically. He didn't even care that his clan brother was on the other side. He struck fiercely at the gate of life with his fierce moves.

Even though he was somewhat confident in himself, he had to accept it.

The two of them are both outstanding geniuses in the clan, and they met so early.

As soon as he made a move, his strength was recognized by the elders, and many people were surprised. Breaking through the seventh level of body tempering at this age is rare in the entire Qingyang Town.

He has also been practicing hard, and no one knows his true strength yet.

"Seventh level of body tempering!"

"Brother Lin Yun, you are great. Quick, wipe off your sweat."

"How did you beat my brother just now? Now, I want you to pay back ten times."

Looking at Lin Yun's resolute, masculine and angular face, Qingtan suddenly felt full of security.

"Yes, Dad!"

Lin Yun fought for a few more rounds, and the opponents he encountered were all under the sixth level of body tempering, and he easily defeated them. However, the reward was only a second-grade elixir, which was not as good as Lin Shan's.

Lin Mang did not dare to refute, and left the trial hall with Lin Hong.

It can be said that Lin Yun rescued her again.

"Bang!"

"Impossible, how is it possible?"

Lin Xiao and Lin Dong, father and son, did not speak, but had faint smiles on their faces.

There was an uproar on the stage. Lin Hong's seventh level of body tempering was surprising, but it was expected, but Lin Yun also reached the seventh level of body tempering, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Okay, let's take Lin Hong down for treatment first." Lin Zhentian said to Lin Mang with a cold face.

The competition becomes more interesting and uncertain.

"Bang!" Lin Yun stopped and kicked out. The iron shoe weighing a hundred kilograms stepped on Lin Hong's chest and kicked him off the competition platform.

Lincoln declared Lin Yun the winner and the competition continued.

At this moment, the thunderous wind in Lin Hong's palm was extremely powerful, directly hitting Lin Yun's internal organs.

Lin Xiao naturally knew that Lin Shan often bullied Lin Dong in the past, but as an elder, it was not easy for him to do anything to his juniors. Now Lin Yun was beating up Lin Shan, and as an old father, Lin Xiao was very happy to see it.

Moreover, Lin Hong reached the sixth level of body tempering more than half a year ago, and he is probably even stronger now.

The punch is not heavy, but it will hurt a little.

"When you catch him later, teach him a lesson." Lin Mang whispered.

Previously, Lin Hong said that when he gets the top three in the clan competition, he will ask his grandfather to be engaged to Qingtan.

Lin Hong looked proud. He took more than a dozen second-grade elixirs and even a few third-grade elixirs before he could break through to the seventh level of body tempering. How could anyone else have this condition?

Lin Yun has practiced it to perfection, so Lin Hong's palm technique is full of flaws, like a child's play.

"I have broken through to the seventh level of body tempering. Let's see what you can do to stop me this time."

As soon as Lin Yun returned to the stage, Qingtan, a little lolita wearing a blue skirt, ran over to her.

Now that Lin Yun has injured Lin Hong and prevented him from even entering the top five, he still has the right to make demands.

If the realm is the same, it depends on the martial arts attainments of both parties.

[Mission: Defeat Lin Hong. Reward: A bottle of third-grade Vitality Pill. 】

"What an exquisite palm technique. The Eight Desolate Palms can be used like this." Lin Zhentian's eyes lit up. Even he was inspired by such silky palm techniques.

"Bang!"

This was because Lin Yun didn't want to break his skin. If he wasn't worried about Lin Python and the elders in his clan, as ruthless as Lin Hong, Lin Yun would have wanted to put him to death, even if the other party was a brother of the same clan.

Lin Hong was knocked to the ground and fell to the ground, very embarrassed.

Lin Dong was even more shocked. He also practiced the Eight Desolate Palms, but the Eight Desolate Palms used by Lin Yun were smoother than those evolved from the shadows in his stone talisman.

The previous rounds of competitions were not very entertaining as there were no strong matches.

For the elders, only competitions above the sixth level of body tempering are interesting.

Lin Mang suddenly stopped and shouted.

Qingtan smiled and handed over her little handkerchief.

Lin Shan shouted low and struck hard with both fists. During this period of time, he had been practicing a little hard, and the Falling Stone Fist was close to perfection. If Lin Yun did not use Yuanli, he felt that he would not necessarily be crushed.

"It's still the pebble fist." Lin Yun shook his head and quickly punched out with a single fist, hitting Lin Shan's double fists with a bang. It was also the falling stone fist. Lin Yun had already mastered it. He had the ability to turn decay into magic and win with no tricks.

It has the artistic conception of the move and does not require fancy movements at all. A simple shot can produce the strongest power of the Falling Stone Fist.

Lin Hong couldn't wait to take action, his energy surged out, and the wind from his palm was fierce, and he attacked.

He was originally a strong candidate to compete for the clan championship, but now he's not even in the top five.

Sitting on the stage, Xiao Qingtan's eyes turned into crescents when she smiled, and whispered, "Brother Lin Yun is so domineering, beat the bastard Lin Shan to death."

"Ten times as promised, here you go!"

"Second uncle, I have already stopped my attack. I didn't hurt his vital points, I just taught him a lesson." Lin Yun replied coldly, "Just now Lin Hong took action, but his moves were ruthless and hit his vital points directly. If it had been the other way around,

He has the upper hand, what do you think will happen to me?"

"enough."

Lin Zhentian, Mr. Lin, is the leader of the Lin family. If Lin Zhentian agrees, it will be difficult for Lin Xiao to refuse. Therefore, Qingtan spends this period of time in anxiety. She does not want to marry Lin Hong.

However, in Lin Yun's eyes, this palm technique was full of flaws. Although the Eight Desolate Palms are famous for their fierceness, they are not all strong and fierce. If you want to practice it to perfection, you need to combine hardness and softness, and be strong with softness.

, strong yet soft, it can not only attack, but also defend with strength.

This worried Qingtan terribly.

On stage!

"This boy's martial arts attainments are so terrifying!" Lin Xiao murmured.

Before Lin Yun took the stage, his opponent had already taken the stage, and it turned out to be Lin Hong.

After the last punch, Lin Shan fell down onto the stone platform in embarrassment.

"Humph!" Lin Mang snorted coldly at Lin Yun on the stage.

"I know, Dad." The corners of Lin Hong's lips curled up.

Lin Hong quickly helped Lin Shan up and brought him to Lin Mang. Lin Mang looked at the injury with an ugly face. It was a bit miserable, but it was okay. The skin was only torn and the muscles were not injured.

Lin Bo still had a gloomy face.

"Brother Lin Dong, do you think Brother Lin Yun can win?" Qingtan clenched her little hands and said with some worry.

Lin Hong sneered and said that he had just made a small move and deliberately drew Lin Yun in advance, just to prevent Lin Yun from reaching the top five levels.

I saw Lin Yun inserting one palm between Lin Hong's hands, slapping it left and right, hitting Lin Hong's hand joints, immediately changing Lin Hong's attack route, and used the other palm to charge forward.

Now Lin Hong's injuries looked serious, but they were mostly external injuries. The last kick injured his internal organs. As for the foundation, there was no damage.

"Brother Lin Yun's previous strength was not inferior to that of Lin Hong, and he has been practicing hard, so he should not be defeated so easily." Lin Dong had a serious face, but in his heart he was thinking... Even if he loses, it will be okay, there is him.

With just one blow, Lin Shan's clenched fists instantly became weak and loose, his arms became numb, and his whole body's strength was disrupted by the blow, unable to move to his arms at all.
To be continued...