Lin Xuan was about to go on stage when Qing Tan pouted and said,
"Brother Lin Xuan, beat him up!"
"Uh…" Lin Xuan smiled but didn't reply.
You're all people who can give me attribute +10. I can't favor one over another, so I need to spread the love equally, he thought with amusement.
The two of them stepped onto the stage.
"Brother Lin Xuan, please guide me!" Lin Dong cupped his hands respectfully, his tone filled with excitement.
Ever since their conflict at the back mountain, Lin Xuan had been the goal Lin Dong wanted to catch up to and surpass.
Today, after witnessing Lin Xuan's outstanding performance, Lin Dong wanted to fight him properly. Win or lose, he deeply respected Lin Xuan.
"Come on, don't hold back. Show me your full strength," Lin Xuan said with a smile.
"Okay!"
Lin Dong attacked like a man possessed. His Yuan Power surged out, and a faint cyan glow appeared around his fists.
He threw a straight punch, using the Sticking Clothes technique. A sharp pa! sound rang out as he struck toward Lin Xuan.
Tongbei Fist, huh? Let's see whose 'pa' is louder… Lin Xuan thought with a grin as he met Lin Dong's punch head-on, eager to see whose martial arts were stronger.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Rapid, continuous sounds of clashing fists filled the entire training hall.
"Tongbei Fist, Nine Echoing Force!" someone shouted.
"No, it's more than nine echoes!"
"It's ten echoes!"
"So strong! Their first-grade Tongbei Fist is as powerful as a second-grade martial art!"
"Wait… how is Lin Dong holding his own against Lin Xuan for so long?"
"Don't you see? Lin Dong has also broken through to the seventh level of Body Tempering! He's been hiding his strength all along."
"His Yuan Power is even stronger than Lin Hong's and Lin Xia's."
"Wow… these two were hiding so deeply!"
"Eh? Lin Xuan is still going! This is too crazy."
"He can continuously use the Sticking Clothes technique? Is this still the Tongbei Fist I know?"
"These two dark horses keep giving us surprises!"
…
Trump cards were revealed one after another.
The duel became increasingly intense...a peak contest of Tongbei Fist.
The audience was mesmerized, witnessing a true visual feast.
The dazzling yet precise fist techniques left everyone feeling inferior.
The Ten Echoing Force is my limit, Lin Dong thought, but for Brother Lin Xuan, this is only the beginning.
His Tongbei Fist has reached the realm of perfection.
Every punch can unleash echoing force without needing to gather power deliberately.
I have no choice but to use the Eight Desolate Palms!
Realizing that Tongbei Fist wasn't enough, Lin Dong switched from fists to palms.
His Eight Desolate Palms had also reached perfection, combining soft and hard force to unleash their full power.
Hehe, Little Brother Lin Dong, I hope this doesn't crush your confidence, Lin Xuan thought playfully.
He had intentionally practiced the same martial art as Lin Dong just to see his reaction.
In novels, it's always the protagonist shocking others. Now, I get to shock the protagonist instead. Fair game.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Their palms collided fiercely, shaking the arena.
Ignoring Yuan Power levels, no one present could match their mastery of martial arts.
"Brother Lin Xuan's Eight Desolate Palms are terrifying! He completely controls the rhythm of the fight.
I can only defend and take the hits!" Lin Dong thought, stunned.
When Lin Xuan had used the Eight Desolate Palms to defeat Lin Hong before, Lin Dong didn't fully understand.
Now that he personally faced Lin Xuan, he finally understood Lin Hong's helplessness.
It's not that Lin Hong is weak… it's that Lin Xuan is way too strong. So strong it's freakish!
The more Lin Dong fought, the more he realized the vast gap between them. Respect for Lin Xuan filled his heart.
Lin Dong had always believed that, with the guidance of the Stone Talisman, his martial arts were unmatched among his peers. Today, he finally realized there was always someone stronger.
Lin Xuan's techniques weren't just stronger....they were far beyond the images in his Stone Talisman.
As his pride crumbled, Lin Dong's mindset shifted. He no longer aimed to win.
He realized that if Lin Xuan had wanted to defeat him, it would have taken only ten moves.
But instead, Lin Xuan had been guiding him throughout the fight, almost like a teacher rather than an opponent.
Lin Dong adjusted his focus, studying Lin Xuan's moves carefully. He stopped chasing victory and instead concentrated on comprehending and learning.
So that's how it is! Martial arts aren't just about flashy techniques… it's about raw power, precision, and simplicity. I see it now!
The more they fought, the more Lin Dong understood. His admiration for Lin Xuan grew to the point of worship.
"This kid learns fast," Lin Xuan secretly thought, a bit surprised. I was just going easy for fun, but he's actually picking it all up while fighting me.
"Brother Lin Xuan is truly a good person!" Lin Dong thought emotionally.
He's not fighting to win, but to guide me.
This is the kind of older brother a clan should have! Lin Hong can't even compare to him.
After more than fifty exchanges, Lin Xuan decided it was enough.
He struck Lin Dong with a palm, carefully controlling his power to knock him off the stage without hurting him.
"Brother Lin Xuan's martial arts are unrivaled. I am completely convinced!" Lin Dong declared loudly.
"Lin Xuan wins!" the judge announced.
Lin Zhentian, seated in the main chair, stood up with a big smile.
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