C8 Lin Xuan's Fist Defeated Lin Yun's

Originally, this process would have required a considerable amount of time. However, the intense clash between Lin Xuan and Lin Yun dramatically sped things up. Lin Xuan could sense every part of his physique enhancing at a noticeable pace. He was confident that it wouldn't be long before his power surged once more, and when that happened, he would surely be able to overpower Lin Yun. This was Lin Xuan's silent vow.

With renewed determination, Lin Xuan's gaze met Lin Yun's, his battle spirit swelling. After taking a brief respite to regain his strength, Lin Xuan bellowed, "Let's go another round!"

"Alright!"

They charged at each other, their fists meeting with thunderous force. The reverberating sounds of their blows echoed as the onlookers stared, spellbound by the spectacle.

Minutes slipped by unnoticed until a sudden cry snapped everyone to attention. "Look!"

All eyes turned toward the source of the outcry, their astonishment deepening. In the arena, Lin Xuan and Lin Yun exchanged blows. This time, Lin Xuan only staggered back three steps, while Lin Yun was driven back a full ten. Lin Xuan, relentless, advanced once more, pushing Lin Yun back even further. The tide had turned on the platform; Lin Xuan, merely at the Seventh Level of Body Refining Stage, was now dominating the fight.

The crowd was incredulous. Yet, the unfolding drama demanded their belief. As the shock settled, the outcome became increasingly evident. Initially, Lin Xuan had simply held the advantage, but soon Lin Yun was retreating repeatedly, his ability to defend diminishing rapidly.

Lin Yun's expression was one of sheer astonishment. He stared at Lin Xuan, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. Lin Yun had anticipated a draw, or at least a decent chance of victory, given that he was at the pinnacle of the Ninth Level of Body Refining Stage, with martial skills surpassing Lin Xuan by two whole levels. Even with Lin Xuan's superior talent, a stalemate seemed likely.

Yet, as the battle raged on, Lin Xuan's strength visibly grew, his power escalating with fierce intensity.

Lin Yun had managed to hold his ground against Lin Xuan in the earlier clashes. But as the battle entered its final stages, Lin Xuan unleashed a punch that sent shockwaves through the air, accompanied by a thunderous explosion. His strength had multiplied several-fold.

The sheer force emanating from Lin Xuan caused Lin Yun to tremble uncontrollably.

It became clear to Lin Yun that he was no longer a match for Lin Xuan.

All Lin Yun could do was frantically dodge.

Yet, what Lin Yun hadn't anticipated was that Lin Xuan's strength wasn't his only advantage—his speed had also increased dramatically.

Dodging became an almost insurmountable task for Lin Yun.

Time passed, and Lin Yun's energy reserves were depleted. His body, fatigued and spent, could no longer fend off Lin Xuan's assaults.

A devastating punch from Lin Xuan connected with Lin Yun's chest.

Boom!

Struck as if by a massive boulder, Lin Yun coughed up blood and was sent flying out of the ring.

Silence engulfed the arena in an instant.

Spectators stared in stunned silence, frozen like statues, as they processed the scene before them.

Disbelief was etched on every face as they watched Lin Xuan, their eyes locked on him even as they struggled to come to terms with what had happened.

It took several moments for the crowd to snap out of their stupor, and when they did, a collective gasp filled the air.

The shockwave of disbelief wasn't confined to the square; it rippled through the onlookers from Green Jade City's other forces and even reached the Lin Family's high-ranking members perched on their elevated platform.

The atmosphere was electric, as if the plaza itself had exploded into life.

"Good heavens, am I seeing things? Did Lin Yun actually lose?"

"Lin Yun, the Lin Family's top prodigy, was defeated?"

"Defeated by Lin Xuan, who's only at the Seventh Level of Body Refining? This can't be real."

"It seems we were wrong about Lin Yun. Lin Xuan is the true number one genius of the Lin Family!"

The crowd buzzed with conversation, their eyes never leaving Lin Xuan.

Even as they came to grips with the outcome, the astonishment in their eyes didn't fade but grew even more intense.

They had sensed Lin Yun's impending defeat as he began to falter, yet none had foreseen the battle ending so abruptly.

By the time they regained their composure, Lin Yun had already been bested and ejected from the arena by Lin Xuan.

Lin Yun wasn't just any talent; he was the Lin Family's premier prodigy. Along with the top talents from the Wu and Chen families, as well as the City Lord's Mansion, they were collectively hailed as the four great geniuses of Green Jade City.

His prowess was on par with those in the weaker ranks of the Early Enlightenment Stage.

His position within the family was unshakably more secure than someone like Lin Hai.

Yet, against all odds, Lin Yun succumbed to Lin Xuan, who had only mastered the Seventh Level of Body Refining.

The shock was palpable.

Among the onlookers, Lin Shiyun was equally stunned; she hadn't anticipated Lin Xuan's victory.

Her shock quickly turned to joy.

"Lin Xuan, you did it! Maybe now we stand a chance!"

Lin Shiyun's voice trembled with excitement.

In stark contrast stood Lin Hai, whose reaction was one of utter disbelief.

He gazed at Lin Xuan, now the focal point of the arena, and struggled to accept the reality before him.

"How can this be? How could Lin Xuan be so formidable? To think he's defeated Brother Lin Yun!"

Lin Hai's whispers betrayed his incredulity.

It took him a moment to collect himself, fear flickering in his eyes.

With subtle and silent steps, he began to edge away, seizing the chance to slip out of the Martial Arts Practice Field.

His past attempts to undermine Lin Xuan were no secret.

Now, with Lin Xuan's talent and strength laid bare for all to see, and his newfound status as the Lin Family's top genius, Lin Hai was not only shocked but also fearful of potential retribution.

His mind raced with a single thought: to leave the field and retreat to the safety of his home for solitary cultivation.

He resolved to avoid provoking Lin Xuan until he was certain he could surpass him.

Should their paths cross again, he would make himself scarce.

The buzz surrounding Lin Xuan's triumph over Lin Yun had captivated the entire assembly, providing Lin Hai the perfect cover for his escape.

On the elevated platform, the Lin Family's elders fixed their eyes on Lin Xuan, visibly shaken.

Despite their worldly experience, they too were astounded by Lin Xuan's display of might, having vanquished Lin Yun, the peak Ninth Level Body Refiner, with his own Seventh Level prowess.

Even those who had lived the better part of their lives had never witnessed such a scene.

Lin Xuan's remarkable achievements were undoubtedly a testament to his exceptional talent.

The shock was palpable among them.

When Patriarch Lin Qixing saw Lin Xuan defeat his son Lin Yun, he was not angered but rather filled with appreciation and joy.

Any misconceptions he had about Lin Xuan began to fade.

Lin Xuan's ability to overcome Lin Yun, who was two levels above him, was clear evidence of his superior talent.

Lin Yun was recognized as the Lin Family's premier prodigy, his natural ability ranking him among the elite of Green Jade City.

Yet Lin Xuan's talent eclipsed even that of Lin Yun.

Given Lin Xuan's immense potential, his growth promised to bring significant advantages to the Lin Family.

Lin Qixing was not just Lin Yun's father; he was the head of the Lin Family.

Why would he resent a genius who could contribute to the family's prosperity?

On the contrary, he was intent on fostering Lin Yun's development.

Meanwhile, Lin Qiyu stood by, his expression darkening as he let out a cold snort, yet he remained silent.