As he spoke, Zhang Qiankun turned his head and looked at Qin Daoming.
Naturally, Qin Daoming did not dare to refuse, and quickly agreed.
In fact, there was nothing he could do if he refused. His strength could not defeat Lin Yun, and if he continued to fight Lin Yun, he would continue to lose face.
Now that he has lost face to the extreme, naturally he does not want to continue to lose face.
Therefore, after Qin Daoming agreed, he quickly and shamefully stepped down.
As for Zhong Nan, who was previously injured, he had already been carried away by other Baji Gate disciples.
Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.
He wanted to destroy the other party, and even more so, he wanted to destroy Baji Men, but there was no rush. He had not forgotten his current task, which was to win first place in the Rookie of the Year competition and then obtain that item with a higher level of spirituality.
Shortly after the end of the Life and Death Ring, the official finals of the Rookie of the Year competition began.
Lin Yun could naturally participate.
However, many of the martial arts geniuses looked at each other with bitter smiles.
Such a figure who could fight against a martial arts master could actually be their opponent.
If they met Lin Yì, who would be their opponent?
Originally, some of them had been ordered by their elders to do their utmost to win first place in the New Talent Competition and obtain the sword.
Now that Lin Yì was there, they simply could not complete this task.
'I never thought...'
'What bad luck...'
some martial arts prodigies sighed.
'Lin Yì, what a formidable Lin Yì...'
'He can compete with martial arts masters and not be outdone, and he has impressed all the martial arts prodigies. We martial artists should be like Lin Yi...'
'Every martial arts master is a legendary figure in the martial arts world, and Lin Yi is a legend among legends...'
Many ordinary martial artists were filled with excitement.
Today, they could say they had seen a great show. When they left the martial arts conference, they would have something to brag about.
'He...is actually that powerful...'
In the crowd, Lin Mengmeng's eyes were full of wonder as she muttered,
'He...is actually that powerful...' Seeing Lin Mengmeng like this, Lin Yuanshan could only bitterly laugh in his heart.
He was convinced. His daughter originally knew someone named Lin Yun, and Lin Yun turned out to be so powerful.
Now she knows someone named Lin Yi, and Lin Yi is also so powerful.
However, such a character...even if he has intentions for his daughter, he is still a little worried. Such amazing geniuses often have lofty ambitions, and he is afraid that his daughter will not be able to hold onto his heart.
'It's over, it's over, Lin Yi's strength is too strong...'
'The deputy leader of the Martial Arts Conference called him Xiaoyou, which is the pinnacle of the Huaijin, a legend among legends...'
'Our eldest brother is going to be in trouble...'
The disciples of the Seven Injuries Gate all felt a chill in their hearts and said in a pale and flustered voice.
Originally, they wanted to see Lin Yi's joke, but in the end, they discovered that their eldest brother was the biggest joke in the Seven Injuries Gate.
Their Seven Injuries Gate only has one martial arts master, an ancient master, who has long been out of the loop. As a result, Lin Yun is so powerful on his own, how can their Seven Injuries Gate, their eldest brother, fight against him?
'I never thought that this disciple of Dashan would be so powerful. No wonder he is so confident, no wonder he doesn't look down on worshipping a martial arts master as his teacher. His own strength is comparable to that of a martial arts master... Even his understanding of various martial arts techniques far surpasses that of an average martial arts master. Even a martial arts master at the pinnacle of Hua Jin cultivation would not dare say that he can teach him...'
Zhu Haoran took a deep breath and said.
'It's over. I've provoked such a character. He said he would show no mercy. Xintang, how did you get me into trouble with such a monster?'
Among the disciples of the Seven Injuries Gate, Sun Mozhang almost sat on the ground with a dazed mutter.
'No, how can he be so strong? He's just that Yan Dashan, a disciple of an ordinary martial artist. How can it be... how can it be...'
In the crowd, Li Xintang covered his disabled arm, his face ugly, unable to believe it.
'I... I really am looking for death. I... actually provoked such a rebellious existence. I'd better leave the Martial Arts Conference quickly and hide for a while...' Jiang Wei also felt a chill in his heart and was very scared.
Compared to Lin Yun, a legend among legends and a genius among geniuses, he was just a small figure at the late stage of Ming Jin. Lin Yun could easily trample him to death, so how could he not be afraid?
Zhang Haoran... Zhang Wentian... they were all very shocked...
Soon, the first round of the competition was over and the draw was made.
The top 20, minus Zhong Nan, plus the five who passed the resurrection match, made a total of 24 people.
Originally, it was only planned that four people would pass the resurrection match, but Zhong Nan, who had already advanced to the top 20, was disqualified and obviously unable to participate in the competition. So, one more person was temporarily drawn, much to that person's surprise.
Because in this way, even if he loses as soon as he enters the arena, he will still be considered one of the top 24.
Being one of the top 24 is a bit more flattering.
What's more, if he's lucky, he might not lose the first match.
There are 18 people in the top 24, and the remaining 6 are all at the pinnacle of the Ming Jin realm.
This time, Lin Yun's opponent is a beginner in the dark force realm, a Shaolin disciple with the Dharma name Yong Jie, a skinny monk. Shaolin is on par with Wudang, and its strength is even greater than Baji Men's, and it is also a disciple of a top-level martial art school.
'Amitabha, I am not your opponent, so I will concede defeat...' As soon as Yongjie entered the arena, he bowed to Lin Yun and performed a one-handed Buddhist salute, smiling wryly.
After that, Yongjie turned around and left the arena.
The strength of these martial arts geniuses was not just a little bit different from Lin Yun's. Once they started fighting, no one could say for sure whether they would get hurt. It all depended on Lin Yun's mood. In this situation, if they were smart, they would just concede defeat quickly.
Preserving their strength, they can still have enough energy to participate in the later competitions.
Even if they go to the repechage, it is better than fighting Lin Yun.
In this way, Lin Yun advanced directly to the top 12.
The referee went up on stage to announce the rankings.
'Gee, I thought this Yongjie would fight Lin Yi...'
'Yes, I was excited for nothing. I wanted to see how Lin Yi would defeat him cleanly...'
'Still a Shaolin disciple, really embarrassing Shaolin...'
Some people in the crowd hissed.
Even Yongjie, who came from a Buddhist background and had excellent qi cultivation skills, blushed slightly when he heard the hissing.
The first round of competition ended quickly.
All six contestants at the pinnacle of Ming Jin were eliminated.
The top twelve were announced, and the hidden disciples of various prestigious schools and clans were revealed. There were two more disciples at the intermediate level of Dark Jin, and one disciple at the early stage of Dark Jin, but whose strength was comparable to that of a disciple at the intermediate stage of Dark Jin.
Together with Li Shaoning of the Wudang School, who was already in the open, there were a total of three disciples of the mid-stage dark strength realm in this year's Rookie Competition, and one disciple whose strength was comparable to that of the mid-stage dark strength realm.
If Lin Yun was added to the mix, the lineup of this year's Rookie Competition could be said to be unprecedented and very grand.
Soon, the second round of the draw began.
Lin Yun's opponent this time was a mid-stage dark strength martial artist, Li Shaoning of the Wudang School.
'Lin Yi, I admire your strength very much. I also practice Tai Chi, so please give me some pointers...' Li Shaoning did not dare to be presumptuous, and with a bow, he said very politely.
Lin Yun nodded slightly and did not say a word.
'Bang-bang-bang...'
The other person spoke politely, and Lin Yun did not want to embarrass him. At first, he just played defensively. Of course, he also wanted to see what level the other person's Tai Chi had reached, and what the differences were with the Tai Chi he practiced.
'The Tai Chi the other person practices is not as good as the experience I gained from practicing more than 200 martial arts. However, this style, and the previous style, are somewhat different from the Tai Chi I practice...'
Lin Yun really had gained something.
This Li Shaoning, in his twenties, had reached the intermediate level of dark energy, and was naturally a core disciple of the Wudang school. He had also learned some of the true essence of Tai Chi martial arts, as well as the mysteries of Tai Chi.
Among them, the other party had also cultivated Tai Chi to a formidable level.
Moreover, the Tai Chi that the other party had learned was somewhat different from the Tai Chi that Lin Yun had learned on the Universal Trading System. It was not necessarily more profound than what Lin Yun had learned, but it gave Lin Yun a kind of 'cross-the-border' effect.
However, after more than 30 moves, Lin Yun had not made any new discoveries, so he used a move that easily knocked his opponent off the platform.
'Thank you, Brother Lin Yi, for being merciful. Brother Lin Yi's Tai Chi has opened Shaoning's eyes. Thank you, Brother Lin Yi, for your guidance,' said Li Shaoning, bowing again to Lin Yun and speaking with great admiration.
He truly admired Lin Yun's strength. After personally sparring with him, he realized that Lin Yun's strength was truly formidable.
Originally, he was afraid that Lin Yun would be too ruthless in his attack, so he held back a little to prevent accidents. Later, when he saw that Lin Yun had no intention of hurting him, he let go and fought. He used all his strength, and some of the moves he was proud of didn't even make Lin Yun flustered.
Lin Yun was like an ocean in front of him. No matter how much strength he used or how many moves he used, they all fell on deaf ears.
It seems that the opponent can face Qin Daoming head-on and not lose, it's not a fluke.
He sighed inwardly.
The second round of competition was over, and the top six emerged.
The six eliminated people can continue to compete for the top ten and the specific rankings of seventh to tenth place.
However, that is no longer the main competition, the next competition for the top six is the main competition.
The third round of competition will select the top three.
This time, Lin Yun's opponent was just an early-stage dark energy martial artist named Wang Zhu. He was not from a famous school, but was just a disciple of an ordinary school, and he was considered a dark horse.
The fact that his opponent had reached this far made those disciples from his school very excited, and they shouted fiercely under the ring.
'Please also teach me, Brother Lin Yi...' This early-stage dark energy martial artist bowed to Lin Yun and also spoke very politely.
He also knows how terrifying Lin Yun's strength is. Although he is very confident in his own strength, he knows that his strength is far inferior to Lin Yun's.
In fact, he is already very lucky to have come this far.
Perhaps, his encounter with this Lin Yi is also his luck. At the very least, he won't feel too bad if he loses...
Wang Zhu thought to himself.
At this moment, his state of mind is very relaxed.
Anyway, he is going to lose.