The Clan Competition is one of the Lin Clan's grand events.
Today, the entire Lin Clan was bustling with activity.
People came and went through the gates in an endless stream.
In Qingyang Town, the Lin Clan was considered a prominent and respectable family. For a lively event like the Clan Competition, it was natural to invite guests to attend.
As a newly rising power in Qingyang Town, the Lin Clan received considerable attention. Many people wanted to take this opportunity to see what kind of geniuses the younger generation of the Lin Clan possessed.
Young geniuses often represented the rise and fall of a family for the next few decades.
"Brother Lin Yun, hurry up, the Clan Competition is about to start!" Lin Xia arrived at Lin Yun's courtyard early to take him to the Trial Hall, the venue for the Clan Competition.
"Coming, Sister Lin Xia."
Lin Yun changed into a neat new outfit. For someone with social anxiety like him, he had to dress up carefully before going out.
"Your spirit is good. Perform well in this Clan Competition. Sister is rooting for you."
Lin Xia looked at the clean and sharp Lin Yun and nodded with satisfaction.
Two months ago, she and Lin Yun had fought to a draw. Now, two months later, Lin Yun was probably even stronger. She was looking forward to Lin Yun making a splash in the Clan Competition! After all, he was someone she had invested in, and with the two sparring sessions during this time, Lin Xia felt that her participation contributed to Lin Yun's growth. The better Lin Yun performed, the happier she would naturally be.
The two headed towards the Trial Hall. At this time, many people from the clan were walking in the direction of the Trial Hall. Seeing Lin Xia walking with Lin Yun, they all showed curious expressions.
Lin Xia was the favored daughter of the Lin Clan's current generation, the leader of the younger generation, while Lin Yun was an orphan who rarely went out and had offended Lin Hong. It was unexpected that he was so familiar with Lin Xia.
Soon, they arrived at the Trial Hall.
"You go inside and sit first. I'll go see Father and Grandfather." Lin Xia escorted Lin Yun to the entrance and then left.
As the eldest daughter of the family, she also had to greet the external guests with Lin Ken and Lin Zhentian.
"Okay!"
Lin Yun nodded and entered the Trial Hall by himself. At this moment, the hall was packed with people and very lively. Many people had already taken their seats.
Lin Yun found a random seat and sat down, then quietly observed the people in the arena.
Before long, his gaze was attracted by three people who entered: a middle-aged man with a young boy and a young girl.
The middle-aged man was Lin Xiao, from the third branch of the Lin Clan.
His appearance attracted the attention of many people. Lin Xiao, as the most outstanding genius of the Lin Clan in the past, had been depressed for a long time since being severely injured by Lin Langtian at the clan assembly. He had hardly attended any family activities.
His sudden appearance this time surprised many people in the clan.
The young boy following behind Lin Xiao was wearing a black tight-fitting suit. He had an ordinary appearance, slightly arrogant eyes, and a determined face. He was none other than Lin Dong, the chosen one.
The young girl beside Lin Dong was naturally the little loli Qing Tan. Today, Qing Tan was wearing a small green dress. She was delicate and cute, with a petite figure, two pigtails, and big, round, curious eyes that looked around.
Little Qing Tan was also very attractive, like a carved jade doll, beautiful enough to eat. Everyone couldn't help but look at her twice.
"Brother Lin Yun."
Soon, Qing Tan's gaze swept over to Lin Yun. She put her small hand on her chest and happily waved at Lin Yun, calling out in a voice only she could hear.
Lin Yun nodded slightly at her, not responding enthusiastically.
Qing Tan was still young now, and he couldn't have any perverted thoughts. He should maintain a certain distance for now.
Lin Xiao and the other two entered the seating area. When they passed by Lin Mang from the second branch, the two sides clashed unpleasantly. Lin Xiao was ridiculed by Lin Mang in front of outsiders.
Seeing his father being wronged, Lin Dong's eyes were gloomy, his small fists clenched tightly, hidden in his sleeves. Little Qing Tan's eyes were resentful, biting her lip, looking very unconvinced.
Looking at the two's small actions, Lin Yun couldn't help but smile. At this time, Lin Dong was still very stubborn. Due to Lin Xiao's decline, he had been bullied and mocked since childhood, and his personality had some inferiority and unwillingness. At this moment, he was holding back a surge of anger in his heart, just waiting to release it in the Clan Competition, make a splash, and slap the faces of those who mocked his father and him.
Young people are naive but not lacking in passion.
Just as Lin Xiao and the other two had sat down, a large group of people suddenly poured in through the entrance. These people surrounded an old man with white hair. He was wearing a brocade robe and gave off a very robust feeling. As his eyes swept around, his domineering aura leaked out.
The old man was the current head of the Lin Clan, Lin Zhentian!
Behind Lin Zhentian were Lin Ken and Lin Xia.
Lin Xia was older than Qing Tan and had already grown into a graceful and slender figure. She stood out beautifully in the crowd, attracting the attention of many guests.
There were quite a few people who coveted this pampered daughter of the Lin Clan.
Lin Zhentian entered the arena and greeted the guests on both sides warmly.
When he saw Lin Xiao, Lin Zhentian was slightly surprised, with complex emotions in his eyes.
This was his son whom he had once valued the most. Unfortunately, after being injured, he had become reclusive for a time, which also made him feel bad.
The father and son exchanged a few words.
Behind them, Lin Xia's gaze shifted around, looking for Lin Yun. After a while, she finally saw Lin Yun sitting in the corner. She quietly gave Lin Yun a wink.
As everyone took their seats.
Lin Zhentian gave a brief opening speech and then announced the start of the competition.
Lin Ken was in charge of hosting the Clan Competition.
"Old rules, draw lots to determine opponents. All the young ones who want to participate in the Clan Competition, come out and draw lots."
Lin Ken took out a bamboo tube box for drawing lots and placed it on the stage.
In the seating area, over a dozen young men and women who were already eager to compete immediately walked out.
Lin Yun also got up to draw lots.
The method of the Clan Competition was very simple: random drawing of lots for matches to determine the top five, then drawing lots again for battles to initially determine the rankings. Finally, there was the challenge round, where anyone dissatisfied with their ranking could challenge someone ranked higher than them to compete for a better position.
The purpose of the competition was not only to determine the champion but also to allow the younger generation to showcase themselves as much as possible.
Lin Yun casually grabbed a lot and drew number seven.
He needed to compete against the person who also drew number seven.
The competition began with only five platforms. Those who drew the first five numbers competed first.
Lin Dong's number was four, and he directly went up to the number four stone platform. His opponent was Lin Changqiang, who was at Body Tempering Fourth Layer and also Qing Tan's number one simp.
Currently, Lin Dong's displayed strength was Body Tempering Fifth Layer, which was enough to crush Lin Changqiang. Without any surprise, with a few swift moves of the Tongbei Fist, Lin Dong easily defeated Lin Changqiang, earning a round of cheers from Qing Tan.
"Numbers six to ten, please come up," Lin Ken announced as the first round concluded.
Lin Yun ascended the number two stone platform.
A young man in black also came up.
Lin Yun took a look and immediately found it amusing; it was Lin Shan.
What a small world. This little tyrant met Lin Yun in the very first round.
At this moment, Lin Shan's face turned dark, and he cursed his bad luck inwardly.
He was no match for Lin Yun half a year ago.
Although he had now broken through to Body Tempering Fifth Layer, it was still impossible for him to challenge Lin Yun. Getting beaten was inevitable.
As for admitting defeat, no one had admitted defeat as soon as they came up so far. Moreover, in front of so many clan members, Lin Shan couldn't bring himself to admit defeat directly. He was the little tyrant; admitting defeat meant admitting cowardice, which was impossible.
Lin Shan gritted his teeth, "Let's do it."
This beating, Lin Shan will take it! Seeing Lin Shan's ashen face as he faced Lin Yun on the platform, Qing Tan in the seating area couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, her happy expression overflowing from her face.
This even infected Lin Dong next to her, causing the corners of his mouth to curve upwards uncontrollably.
Similarly, many people who were unhappy with Lin Shan were gloating, some even laughing out loud.
In the seating area, only Lin Mang and Lin Hong, the father and son, had gloomy faces, looking extremely displeased.
On platform number two, after a slight surprise, Lin Yun began to study the task in his mind.
It didn't matter much who he fought; what he cared about was the reward.
[Task: Defeat Lin Shan. Reward: One Grade Three Qi Blood Pill.]
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