Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran hadn't been watching the competition for very long.
When they were interrupted.
A group of people ca forward, standing in front of Lin Yun.
"You are Lin Yi, correct? You crippled my junior brother Xintang Lee's arm. In this regard, we from the Seven Injuries Sect cannot keep silent. Given that there is a cause and that you have so connection with our Seven Injuries Sect, I propose a fight with after the talent competition.
As long as you can withstand ten of my strikes, we will drop this matter..." A man in his early thirties, quite handso, stood at the forefront of the group. He gazed at Lin Yun with a tone of arrogance.
"Who are you?" Lin Yun, looking at the young man, asked calmly.
"The Seven Injuries Sect, its new generation's chief disciple, Sun Moshang," the young man answered indifferently.
"The Seven Injuries Sect's chief disciple, Sun Moshang?" Zhang Haoran's face fell.
"Does your Seven Injuries Sect have any sha? It was Hall Master Lee who initiated the challenge against Senior Brother Lin. It was a life-and-death competition, where anyone must bear the consequences of their actions. Lin Yi showed rcy. Not only does your Seven Injuries Sect fail to appreciate it, but you are also being relentless.
You, of such a senior age, even dare to challenge Lin Yi?" Zhang Haoran then lashed out, furious.
Done talking, Zhang Haoran quickly whispered in Lin Yun's ear, "Brother Lin Yi, you must not agree to him. I've heard about this Sun Moshang, he's a young master from the Seven Injuries Sect who has allegedly reached the Initial Stage of Dark Strength..."
"If you decline, it doesn't matter. However, I can't guarantee what we from the Seven Injuries Sect might do next." Sun Moshang glanced at Lin Yun and said.
"It turns out, Martial Uncle Yan Dashan is sowhat your ntor, no? If a son has a debt, the father must pay. If a disciple is in debt, the master too cannot escape responsibility. Perhaps I should also seek so justice from Martial Uncle Yan Dashan." After a pause, Sun Moshang continued.
"Are you sure you want to challenge ?"
Lin Yun's eyes narrowed.
This man had dared to use his master to threaten him. In his life, he despised most when others threatened him using his loved ones.
Although this man's words were veiled and he called his master by the respectful title of Martial Uncle, his intentions were clear.
His dislike for this man rose sharply as a result.
"Indeed. A man should bear the consequences of his actions. It all cos down to whether you have the courage to accept this battle." Sun Moshang nodded.
"A man should bear the consequences of his actions? Ha, let guess, after I hurt you, soone else will challenge too? Whatever!" Lin Yun scoffed, replying.
"We will fight after the competition." Lin Yun finished speaking and turned to leave.
At this mont, he had decided not to show any more rcy. Do they really think he, Lin Yun, is easy to bully?
He needed everyone to know that those around him were his reverse scales, a dragon's only vulnerable spot. Anyone who dared to threaten em was courting death.
Death was certain.
He didn't answer the challenge right away because he was worried that if he started a fight here, it might attract too much attention.
After all, the opponent was a Martial Artist at the Initial Stage of Dark Strength. If he defeated or even killed him, it would cause a sensation throughout the assembly.
Should anyone start questioning his identity, it would be difficult for him to obtain the item with advanced Spirituality.
"Brother Lin Yi, are you seriously accepting his challenge? Even though it's just ten strikes, he is at the Initial Stage of Dark Strength..." Zhang Haoran, anxious, murmured beside Lin Yun.
"No problem. An Initial Stage Dark Strength user is not a threat to ," Lin Yun lightly remarked.
"This guy is too reckless. He really thinks enduring ten strikes from soone at the Initial Stage of Dark Strength is an easy task? Although he's only at the Initial Stage, it is Dark Strength after all. The difference between Mingjin and Dark Strength is significant..."
"Too impulsive and thoughtless..."
"The Martial Arts of the Seven Injuries Sect are highly destructive, and Sun Moshang is not just any ordinary Martial Artist at the Initial Stage of Dark Strength..."
So people watched the scene from afar, including a handful of martial arts prodigies, and shook their heads in disapproval.
"Daring to accept the challenge, this ti, he is dood..."
"Senior brother, you must kill him. He dared to cripple Brother Xintang's arm, depriving our Seven Injuries Sect of the chance to shine at the talent competition..."
So of the disciples near Sun Moshang voiced out excitedly.
"He does share so connections with our Seven Injuries Sect, and I promised Martial Uncle Zhu Haoran to not kill him. However, he crippled Xintang's arm, robbing our Seven Injuries Sect of the chance to shine at this talent competition, that is unforgivable. I will make him lose both arms instead..."
Sun Moshang shook his head with an arrogant tone.
His words didn't portray Lin Yun as a threat at all. To him, crippling Lin Yun's arms seed like a simple task.
...
Far away, Zhu Haoran watched the scene with a slight frown.
He had tried to negotiate with so of the high-ups in the Sect on behalf of "Lin Yi".
So people in the Sect felt that their Sect couldn't overlook soone crippling an outstanding disciple's arm. If the Seven Injuries Sect didn't respond at all, what face would they have left?
This was a martial arts conference, with all of the nation's martial arts sects and families present. The embarrassnt simply was unacceptable.
As for Lin Yun being friends with Zhang Wentian's son, they believed that Zhang Wentian wouldn't draw hostility with the Seven Injuries Sect over his son's newly t friend.
Only until Zhu Haoran saw how Lin Yun effortlessly handled all four rounds of the competition did he realize the situation.
He estimated that even if Lin Yun hadn't reached the Mingjin peak, he definitely possessed the power of that level.
Therefore, facing ten moves from Sun Moshang shouldn't be a big issue.
He agreed to so actions within the gate.
However, he made a request, that the challenge must begin only after the end of the Newcors Championship.
The higher-ups of the Seven Injuries Sect thought about it and agreed.
Zhu Haoran was an elder of the Seven Injuries Sect and a master of the Dark Strength peak, they didn't want to push him too hard.
After all, as long as people saw the reaction of the Seven Injuries Sect and their reputation was restored, it was enough.
Whether the challenge was during the Newcors Championship or afterwards didn't make much of a difference.
Moreover, during the Newcors Championship, it was also the ti when the Martial Arts Conference was being held. They couldn't make a move on the other party if they refused the challenge, otherwise, they would be breaking the rules.
They decided to give Zhu Haoran so face.
If Lin Yi was smart, he would have the forces behind him make a stand before the end of the match.
If the forces behind Lin Yi were not small, presumably, they, the Seven Injuries Sect, would not dare to do anything to Lin Yi.
Zhu Haoran thought secretly.
...
The fourth revival match ended quickly.
The fifth round of battle started just as quickly.
At this point, there were only forty contestants left.
Among them, there were more than ten Dark Strength martial artists.
This ti, it was very easy to encounter a Dark Strength martial artist in the draw.
For the first ti, Lin Yun used his ntal strength to cheat.
Lin Yun's ntal strength had already reached Level 3, possessing many abilities, even the ability to slightly move objects of small weights and volus.
Seeing those draw numbers was a breeze for him.
However, Lin Yun hadn't done so before for fear that there might be so experts or devices in the competition that could sense ntal energy.
He was also quite lucky, not having encountered any Dark Strength martial artist so far.
He had thought that even if he did, losing one match wouldn't matter, he could participate in the revival match.
But now, if so Dark Strength martial artists were unlucky and eliminated a lot, even participating in the revival match wouldn't be safe, he might also encounter Dark Strength martial artists.
So, he decisively cheated.
Naturally, his opponent this ti was only a strong Mingjin peak practitioner.
"Boom —— boom —— boom —— "
The battle began quickly.
This ti, Lin Yun didn't defeat his opponent quickly, and used more than twenty moves to knock him down.
"He's so lucky, out of the dozen or so Dark Strength martial artists, Lin Yi hasn't t any of them..."
A Seven Injuries Sect disciple sneered from below the stage.
"Great, Lin Yi advanced to the top twenty by winning the fifth round..."
Zhang Haoran exclaid excitedly.
"Heh, lucky? I don't think so! Today, he didn't encounter a Dark Strength martial artist, but tomorrow, he's more likely to encounter a strong Dark Strength martial artist. If he does, he might be ruined even without our senior brother's intervention!"
A disciple of the Seven Injuries Sect sneered and said.
"If he knows what's good for him, he should forfeit early tomorrow. Becoming one of the top twenty isn't bad..."
A passerby comnted.
More people's gazes, however, were on the other stages.
On several stages, Dark Strength martial artists were battling each other, it was a real dragon and tiger fight, which was very eye-opening.
In fact, this level of competition was the most enjoyable for many martial artists.
Because fights between too powerful martial artists, such as the Martial Arts Grandmasters, were too sophisticated and high-level that so low-level martial artists might not understand them.
Fights of this level could be understood by low-level martial artists, and were also interesting for high-level martial artists to watch, making them the most popular.
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