C7 Fight!

In the arena.

"I can't believe I'm losing ground—how is this possible?"

Lin Yun's face was etched with disbelief.

It took him a moment to collect himself.

Feeling the force of that previous punch, his gaze toward Lin Xuan carried a hint of shock.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yun spoke with gravity:

"Lin Xuan, you've only reached the Seventh Level of Body Refining.

Perhaps you truly are the Lin Family's foremost prodigy!"

His words set off a flurry of conversation among the crowd.

Everyone was astounded.

Yet, they sensed the truth in his statement.

Lin Xuan, a mere Seventh Level Body Refiner, had managed to repel Lin Yun, who was at the pinnacle of the Ninth Level, with a single punch.

This suggested that Lin Xuan's talent might indeed eclipse that of Lin Yun.

He could very well be the preeminent genius of the Lin Family.

Lin Yun's voice rose once more:

"Still, you are merely at the Seventh Level of Body Refining. Your cultivation is insufficient.

I shall claim victory in this bout!"

With a smile playing on his lips, Lin Yun's confidence was clear.

Lin Xuan was not one to overestimate himself; his strength was genuine.

And as a disciple of the Lin Family, Lin Xuan's increasing power only brought more glory to his lineage.

Lin Yun had no reason to resent him.

"The gloves are off now!" Lin Yun declared, his smile unwavering.

"Same here," Lin Xuan replied, with a light chuckle.

Their exchange sent another ripple of surprise through the onlookers.

Lin Yun, already at the Ninth Level's peak, was believed to have held back until now.

And Lin Xuan, at Level Seven, had shown remarkable strength just to stand against Lin Yun.

Yet he claimed he hadn't even tapped into his full potential!

The crowd found it hard to believe.

Though no one ridiculed Lin Xuan any longer, they remained skeptical of his chances.

Back in the ring.

Lin Yun's eyes shone with excitement at Lin Xuan's words.

It had been too long since he'd encountered a worthy challenger.

Lin Xuan's confidence was indeed a rare sight.

If Lin Xuan could provide him with a thrilling battle, he wouldn't care about not being the top genius of the Lin Family.

Without delay, Lin Yun launched another attack.

"Collapsing Slash!"

Again, it was a fist technique.

The punch carried the momentum of shattering mountains and rivers.

As the fist shadow swept through, the air seemed to explode into fragments.

This punch was exponentially more powerful than the last, its strength several times greater.

The faces of the onlookers, the disciples, shifted with concern.

Even the deacons at the Enlightenment Stage looked on with grave expressions.

They marveled at Lin Yun's extraordinary talent.

The might of this punch had transcended the Body Refining Stage, rivaling that of the weaker practitioners in the Early Enlightenment Stage.

It was a punch that those at the Body Refining Stage could hardly hope to withstand.

All eyes were glued to the stage, eagerly anticipating what would come next.

On the stage, Lin Xuan's face was etched with intensity.

The force of Lin Yun's punch had indeed posed a significant threat.

Lin Yun truly deserved his reputation as the foremost genius of the Lin Family—his prowess was undeniable.

Lin Xuan inwardly exhaled a sigh of respect.

Then, with resolve, he too unleashed a punch.

"Collapsing Slash!"

His punch was equally formidable.

The crowd was astounded.

It wasn't surprising to them that Lin Xuan and Lin Yun performed the same martial arts technique.

Within the Lin Family, disciples were free to choose any Rank 2 martial art—there were no restrictions.

Yet, the complexity of mastering a Rank 2 martial art was substantially higher than that of a Rank 1.

Many disciples at the Body Refining Stage devoted immense time and effort but struggled to master Rank 2 martial arts.

This made the pursuit of Rank 1 martial arts seem far more appealing.

What truly astonished the crowd was that both Lin Xuan and Lin Yun had reached the Initial Perfect Level with their Rank 2 martial arts.

This revelation left everyone in awe.

They were witnessing the true essence of genius.

In comparison to Lin Xuan and Lin Yun, the other so-called prodigies of the Lin Family paled in significance.

But even more surprising than Lin Yun was Lin Xuan.

Previously seen as just a notch below the three great geniuses, including Tian, Lin Xuan had now revealed a depth of strength that no one had anticipated.

Regardless of the outcome of this match, Lin Xuan had proven he was far from ordinary.

He was certainly a top prodigy of the Lin Family.

With such talent, he was bound to draw the attention of the senior members and be groomed for greatness.

As the crowd marveled, their eyes remained fixed on the clash in the arena.

Under the watchful eyes of all, the combatants' fists collided once more.

A resounding boom echoed, sending subtle ripples through the air.

Both fighters were pushed back.

This time, each staggered seven or eight steps.

It was clear their abilities were evenly matched.

The onlookers were astounded by the display.

If the first exchange could be dismissed as luck, the second left no doubt about their comparable strength.

No one anticipated Lin Xuan possessing the power to stand toe-to-toe with Lin Yun!

The entire crowd was in disbelief.

Even Lin Hai was taken aback, struggling to accept what he saw.

On the arena.

"I knew it. Lin Xuan, your talent is truly exceptional," Lin Yun exclaimed, his shock giving way to elation.

"Let's keep going!"

"Fine by me!"

Lin Xuan bellowed in response.

They charged at each other once again.

"Collapsing Slash!"

"Collapsing Slash!"

They wielded the same technique, the most powerful martial art they had both mastered.

The sounds of their strikes reverberated, shattering the silence and dispersing in all directions.

Nearly everyone was riveted by the two figures on the stage, moving swiftly and striking fiercely.

The intensity of the battle left them utterly astonished.

They never expected such a heated contest in this month's strength assessment.

Nor did they foresee Lin Xuan's meteoric rise, challenging Lin Yun at the pinnacle of the Ninth Level of Body Refining with only the Seventh Level, yet holding his own!

The scene sent waves of excitement through the crowd.

As time ticked by, the Martial Arts Practice Field fell into a hush, punctuated only by the sounds of heavy breathing and the relentless pounding of fists on the arena.

Five minutes elapsed.

After another forceful exchange, the two stepped apart.

They stood at opposite ends of the arena, gasping for air.

"Lin Xuan, your strength is impressive!"

Lin Yun said, looking at Lin Xuan with respect.

"And you're no slouch yourself!"

Lin Xuan replied with a light chuckle.

Feeling the surge of power within, Lin Xuan's expression brightened with surprise. This power far exceeded his previous limits.

In this intense battle with Lin Yun, he had gained an unexpected boon.

This exceeded his expectations.

At this moment, strength was gradually building within his physique.

Lin Xuan had an epiphany.

This must be the result of his enhanced abilities.

Initially, his aptitude was decent among the Lin Family disciples, yet not exceptional.

But after he replicated and merged the talents of Lin Hai, Lee Hee, Lin Yun, and others...

He emerged as the most exceptional talent in the Lin Family.

He even surpassed the family's number one prodigy.

His advancement didn't just elevate his talent level; it also subtly transformed his body, both internally and externally.

And with that, he became a true top-tier genius.