Cosmic Trading System

Lin Yun was the kind of person who responded kindly to kindness. If someone was courteous to him, he would reciprocate.

So, Lin Yun didn't immediately knock Wang Zhu out of the ring but engaged him in a simple exchange of moves.

Mainly, Lin Yun wanted to personally experience the power of various martial arts on Earth. After all, he was planning to learn some Earth martial arts.

The opponent had already reached the Initial Stage of Dark Strength, and most of the martial arts he practiced could display considerable power.

The classic moves of a martial art set weren't numerous.

After about twenty moves, Lin Yun had a good grasp of the martial art that Wang Zhu was using and knocked Wang Zhu out of the ring with one move.

Because Lin Yun had used nimble strength, Wang Zhu was not injured. After falling from the ring, he rolled over and got up.

"Thank you for showing mercy, Brother Lin Yi..." Wang Zhu bowed again to Lin Yun, expressing his gratitude.

In fact, he knew that Lin Yun was powerful and wanted to exchange blows with him. On one hand, he wanted to save face, and on the other, he wanted to broaden his knowledge, didn't he?

He found that Lin Yun was quite strong in martial arts. He vaguely felt that after fighting with Lin Yun, his strength and knowledge would greatly improve.

This was indeed the case after the exchange, he gained quite a lot of insight into the martial arts he was practicing, that's why he was deeply grateful to Lin Yun.

In the real martial world, the truly powerful martial artists were respected.

There weren't many martial artists who were so strong yet so kind to weaker opponents.

"You're welcome," Lin Yun nodded slightly, then turned around and walked down from the ring.

The words "you're welcome" seemed an odd thing for the victor to say, but Lin Yun had the right to say it. No one felt it was inappropriate or that Lin Yun was too arrogant.

"Lin Yi wins, advancing to the top three of the newcomer tournament!" the referee promptly took to the stage and announced loudly.

There were no revival matches in these two rounds. Those who lost could only strive for the lower rankings.

The competition for the top three was even simpler.

You chose your own ranking...

If the other two disagreed, they could challenge it.

Three chairs with extraordinary momentum were set up under the panel of judges, right in the center of the arena, attracting everyone's attention.

Soon, the matches on the other two rings also ended. Lin Yun, along with the two other winners, walked towards the three chairs.

"Lin Yi! Lin Yi! Lin Yi!"

Seeing this scene, the audience erupted. The newcomer tournament reached its climax, especially with the many young martial artists excitedly shouting.

Lin Yun, a young martial artist of about their age who could directly confront Martial Art Grandmasters and whose strength surpassed martial artists of the same age, became an idol in the hearts of all young martial artists.

Seeing this, the other two winners wryly smiled in their hearts.

They were talented martial artists who surpassed the average prodigies of the martial world, true disciples of their respective sects, and even the respective sects' trump cards. Under normal circumstances, either one of them could garner all the attention in the newcomer tournament.

Now, all their limelight had been stolen by Lin Yun.

They barely had any limelight left, which left them quite helpless.

But they had to acknowledge it, because Lin Yun's strength was too overpowering for them.

The two of them weren't in the same league at all.

For someone of his caliber to participate in the newcomer tournament was simply bullying them.

They had already decided that they wouldn't compete for the first position. They would only vie for the second and third positions.

"I'll take the first seat, any objections?" Lin Yun quickly arrived in front of the three chairs, taking the first one, and looked at the other two winners inquiringly.

His tone was calm, but it exuded an unbeatable aura.

"Lin Yi first! Lin Yi first!"

With Lin Yi's declaration, the crowd under the ring and the entire venue boiled up even more. Almost everyone was shouting the same name, a spectacle that had never happened in any previous newcomer tournaments of the martial arts conference.

"This Lin Yi has a high talent for martial arts, and his own training speed is also fast. Given time, he will undoubtedly become an extraordinary figure..."

"Even at the Initial Stage of Dark Strength, he can compete with Martial Art Grandmasters. I wonder how terrifying his strength would be if he reaches the realm of Martial Art Grandmaster..."

"I wonder which powerful organization managed to nurture such a disciple..."

On the judges' platform, several Martial Art Grandmasters were sighing with admiration.

"Perhaps, that sword should fall into the hands of the such a prodigious talent. Only in the hands of such a phenomenal talent would it not be a waste..."

"An unparalleled sword matched to an unparalleled talent, that's a perfect match..."

The higher-ups from some famous sects slightly shook their heads and sighed one after another.

The prizes for the first few places, although not announced yet, were already brought out in a box and placed under public scrutiny, making it impossible to back out now.

"This Lin Yi, his current strength is already enough to contend with a martial arts grandmaster in the initial stage of Dark Strength. If he gets that sword, he could probably fight against one in the Mid Term Realm of Dark Strength...",

a senior member of a famous sect nodded.

If it were anyone else, nine out of ten of them would not wish it, possibly resorting to certain measures, at the very least, ensuring that the person did not get the first place.

After all, the prize for the first place was too precious.

But Lin Yun's strength... not only conquered countless martial artists beneath the stage, it conquered them as well.

They were very convinced of such a precious prize falling into the hands of such an exceptional genius.

Some high-ranking officials of the famous sects even thought that this might be divine will.

Of course, this could also be related to Lin Yun's strength, which was already able to contend with a martial arts grandmaster in the initial stage of Dark Strength. They couldn't resort to certain measures.

When a person's strength reached a certain level, ordinary measures were of no use.

This was a full-on crushing victory.

"No objections."

"I have no objections either."

Upon hearing Lin Yun's words, the two winners quickly responded.

"Hey, Qi bro, why don't we have a match to see who takes the second chair?" said one of the winners, twisting his head to look at the other winner as he quickly steered the conversation away.

They were all characters who outclassed the average martial arts prodigy. Now, they didn't even dare to think about having a match with Lin Yi. It was just too embarrassing.

"Alright." The other winner was also looking to steer the conversation away, and he immediately nodded when he heard this.

"Hold on..."

At that moment, an old voice sounded.

Like a reverberation, it covered the entire venue, projecting an extremely powerful aura.

Some weaker martial artists felt their blood boiling upon hearing this voice. This was genuine boiling, it was somewhat oppressive, making them feel uncomfortable.

"Is this the Buddhist Lion's Roar?"

The martial arts grandmasters on the judging platform spoke with a drastic change of expression.

For the Buddhist Lion's Roar to be used to such an extent, their strength was not weak, at the very least, they were top-tier fighters among martial arts grandmasters.

"Which friend has come to the Martial Arts Conference?"

Zhang Qiankun, the Vice League Leader of Martial Arts, was at the peak of the Huajin Realm, he lifted his head, looking in a certain direction as he spoke in a deep voice.

The speaker was not a martial arts grandmaster in the field, but came from outside the crowd.

"Supreme Elder of the Sky Group, Taiyi."

That old voice spoke again in a calm tone.

As the voice rang out, some people finally noticed where the sound was coming from. Of course, most people discovered it by looking where those martial arts grandmasters on the judging panel were looking.

After all, these martial arts grandmasters were extremely powerful, and some of them were even stronger among martial arts grandmasters, their hearing and perception abilities were even more terrifying.

"Hiss-"

"Are they flying immortals from above?"

"Fuck, is this guy flying?"

"Is this still a human?"

Cries of shock sounded as they saw a scene in the distance.

In the not so far distance, among the mountain peaks, a white figure was quickly flashing towards them. The person was already half-suspended in air, with the ten-thousand-feet cliff below them, yet there was no sign of them falling.

Just at that moment, the white figure had already flashed a long distance. When he was about to fall to a point, there was a light footstep, and his entire body, as if a feather, rapidly rose up and headed toward them. It looked as if he was truly flying.

Flying, that was a dream of many people.

Although modern technology allowed planes to fly and people to sit in them, it was an indirect achievement of such desire.

But that was not true human flight.

At this moment, countless martial artists watching this scene felt a great shock in their hearts.