C7

Lin Yue immersed himself in cultivation, and five days passed by in a blink of an eye.

In an open area by the pool, Lin Yue roared at the sky as he punched out. Immediately, a burst of violent sonic booms rang out.

With a hong sound, the tree in front of him that held a person in his arms was broken into pieces. Broken branches and leaves flew in all directions; it was a complete mess.

In the air, along with Lin Yue's punch, sounds could be heard five times. Each sound was extremely clear and loud, like the rumbling of thunder.

"Five thunderbolts!"

Lin Yue looked at the base of the large tree where the violent strike had left a mark, and his face revealed excitement.

In the entire Lin Family, other than a group of elders, only Lin Hsing, who held the title of genius, was able to cultivate up to the fifth thunder sound.

After beating up the Thunder Fist, Lin Yue's entire body was covered in sweat. He jumped into the pool of water, carefully wiped it clean, and then swept away all the filth on his body.

The water flowed through his body, making Lin Yue extremely happy. Right now, he had already broken through to the fifth stage of the Martial Disciple realm, and his body was much stronger.

After washing himself, Lin Yue climbed ashore and tidied up his clothes. There were still drops of water on his hair, making him look handsome and tall, giving him a handsome appearance.

His eyes swept away his usual dejection and disappointment, and a slightly sharp light surged within them. His entire aura had also gained a strong sense of confidence.

Looking at the pool in front of him, he did not expect that in just a few days, the filth refined out of his body by Genuine Essence s would have dyed the water area gray, giving off a fishy smell.

"Fuck, how dirty is my body!?" So much dirt! "No wonder it was so slow in the past!"

Lin Yue shook his head. Fortunately he had awakened the Martial Soul, otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to break through to Martial Disciple Stage in this life.

As he looked at the sky, the sun rose in the east as rays of golden light illuminated the land in the early morning.

In the distance, a towering mountain stood tall and straight. Clouds rose, and the atmosphere was vast and grand.

"It's time to compete. This time, I must let everyone open their eyes wide to see whether I, Lin Yue, am strong or weak!"

Lin Yue was in high spirits as he sprinted forward at full speed, so fast that he could only see a shadow.

Very quickly, they had reached the Eastwood City.

When they arrived at the ring, it was already packed full of people arguing with each other.

"Hey, guess who the champion will be?"

"I bet the king is lucky. He is already at the peak of the 7th level of the Martial Disciple realm. If he was just one more step, he would be at the 8th level of the Martial Disciple realm."

"Zhao Feng of the Zhao Family is not weak either. His movement is of the first rank. Even if Wang Yunkong cannot catch up to Zhao Feng, it would be useless."

His older brother, Lin Hsing, swept through the entire audience three years ago. There was no one who could match him in a fight, so even though Lin Qiang could not compare to his older brother, he must have received a lot of pointers and his strength should not be underestimated. "

Upon hearing the last person's words, many people nodded their heads and said, "If Lin Qiang has 60% of the strength of his brother, there is a high chance of winning this time."

Suddenly, a commotion broke out among the crowd, followed by a group of people walking in from the outside. The one leading was Lin Feitu, he was followed by Lin Qiang, and hearing the words of the people around him, Lin Qiang could not help but reveal a proud smile.

Suddenly, Lin Qiang's pupils contracted, and he saw Lin Yue standing in the middle of the crowd. His face darkened, and directly walked over.

Seeing that, the surrounding people all turned their gaze to Lin Qiang, and when they saw Lin Yue, they revealed a look of despise.

"You overestimating yourself, you really want to fight for the plate?" Humph, as long as you dare to go on stage, I will beat you to a pulp! "

Lin Qiang stared at Lin Yue sinisterly before walking towards the stage.

Looking at his back, Lin Yue's lips curled up, revealing a playful smile, Lin Qiang, in the past, you were arrogant and I couldn't do anything to you, now, I have a Martial Soul, who knows who is the trash!

"Alright, all participants have arrived. Next, let the competition officially begin." A Martial Master took a look at the audience and announced the start of the competition.

The first person Lin Yue faced was Wang Liang of the Wang Family. This guy was as strong as a bear, had a huge body, looked like a giant toad, and belonged to the strength type of warrior.

Seeing Lin Yue come up on stage, the corner of Wang Liang's mouth twitched, and laughed coldly: "Yo, isn't this the little trash from Lin Family, Lin Yue? Stand still while I break only one of your arms, or you will lie down! "

"Haha, great toad, since you call me trash, why not make a bet? I can defeat you with a single punch! If not, I admit defeat. What do you say?"

Hearing Lin Yue's words, the people below the stage all revealed mocking expressions, and ridiculed: "Lin Family is such a joke, without six thousand of strength, he cannot hit Wang Liang, he is truly courting death."

Lin Feitu was overjoyed. Seeing Lin Yue standing in front of the tall Wang Liang, he thought to himself: "A monkey wanting to be pushed into an elephant, truly ridiculous!"

"Really!?"

Wang Liang had already figured out that Lin Yue was at the fifth stage of the Martial Disciple realm. Although he was a level higher than Lin Yue, he would lose a lot of strength when fighting him.

His body was extremely tough, even if it was at the sixth stage of the Martial Disciple Stage, he would not be able to defeat with a single punch. Lin Yue actually wanted to bet with him, that was exactly what he wanted!

"You better not go back on your word!" Wang Liang immediately shouted out, afraid that Lin Yue would go back on his words.

"Everyone here can testify, I will never go back on my word!"

Wang Liang's eyes lit up. He tightened his belt and took a horse stance on the stage, shouting, "Come, I want to see how you will knock me down!"

Seeing that, Lin Yue's mouth revealed a sneer.

Big chests without brains were not something only women could use.

When he arrived in front of Wang Liang, he suddenly stopped for a moment. In the next moment, Lin Yue felt the Martial Soul s in the Divine Mansion violently jumping about.

"Clap clap clap clap."

A series of random sounds, followed by four consecutive thunderous explosions, exploded from the force of the punch!

"Four thunderous booms!"

"How is this possible!"

The people below the stage as well as the various clan elders and disciples were all shocked. The people from the Wang Clan stood up abruptly and looked at Lin Yue's punch in disbelief.

Four peals of thunder! This strike had the strength of seven thousand Jin!

"Impossible!"

Wang Liang's face fell as he let out a desperate scream. In the next moment, his enormous body was sent flying out of the arena. He was already flying through the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he slammed into the Wang Clan.

"Lin Yue wins!" Shock flashed past the eyes of the expert in charge of adjudication, but he still walked forward and announced the result of the match.

"Idiot, now you know who is the trash!?"

Lin Yue stood on stage with a face full of arrogance, his gaze swept across the Wang Family and finally landed on Lin Qiang.