Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction-Chapter 24 - 17: Shortlisted

Sensing the shift in energy, Lin Yuan observed the incoming move.

The girl's agile steps resembled an elegant, splendid celestial crane, but her focused gaze was like seriously observing a fish's weak spot.

Lin Yuan dared not be complacent.

"If I continue using the beginner's level Wild Bull Strength, I surely won't withstand the sharp energy of her hands. I need to strengthen my defense and counter-attack."

Lin Yuan held no thoughts of sparing the opponent, channeling the power of Qi-Blood into his Wild Bull Strength, unleashing his martial prowess.

"Wild Bull Shakes the Mountain."

The girl's attack was swift, but her retreat was even swifter. The two collided on stage, and the girl with her hair tied lost the strength to battle further, collapsing to the ground.

She attempted to combine her internal Qi-Blood power with exquisite footwork to deliver a high burst, making Lin Yuan's turtle strategy ineffective. If Lin Yuan revealed any flaw, he would face her relentless attacks.

Lin Yuan clearly recognized this, not giving her the slightest chance, using Serpent-Dragon Movement to block her path, seizing the initiative. He faced her with a straightforward, vigorous technique.

With a direct hit from Wild Bull Shakes the Mountain, the girl couldn't withstand it and fell like a swatted fly, defeated as she hit the ground.

"I concede."

Lying on the ground, the girl clutched her chest, trying to calm the internal injuries. On stage, Lin Yuan was unscathed, and she had to admit defeat.

"Thank you for letting me win," Lin Yuan said softly, with clenched fists.

Luckily, my high offense and strong defense strategy thoroughly countered her agile movements.

"Fortunate that I'm a bit more skillful." Reflecting on the experience, a trace of fear passed through Lin Yuan's heart: "Almost got myself hurt."

"The winner of the second match on the thirty-eighth stage, Lin Yuan from Bull Horn Village. Congratulations on entering the academy."

The referee's voice echoed at this moment: "Wait at your residence for our notification."

After stepping down and cooperating with registration, Lin Yuan, now a disciple of the academy, appeared more relaxed.

However, as he stepped down, the people around him looked at him differently. Initially, everyone thought the tall, strong boy would win, especially given his brave performance against three opponents at the start, which seemed destined for victory.

Who would have thought it was this seemingly frail boy before them who would laugh last?

"Did this guy just have extreme luck? He didn't seem special at all. How did he win?" People wondered internally, their eyes murmuring.

This guy looks pretty ordinary, aside from his somewhat pleasing face; what's his advantage?

"Is he really weak? Why don't you give it a try! Do you know who that girl lying on the stage just now is?" A dissenting voice came from the crowd.

"Who is it?" The crowd was attracted and asked.

"Heh, Zhu Lingshan, a lineal descendant trained by the Zhu family boxing gym. Her reputation was earned through her own hands. Just ask around Kongsang Street if you don't believe it. Ignorant country bumpkins!"

"His strength is far from ordinary. There's no weakling in today's stage match!" The person gazed at Lin Yuan with admiration.

Just stepping off the stage, Lin Yuan smiled at those who praised him.

Of course, Lin Yuan didn't say much. Even though his victory was decisive, there were too many matches ongoing, and soon the crowd's attention was drawn to other contests around the stage.

Lin Yuan had adapted well, with no longer having the attention of the crowd. His seemingly slender figure quickly blended into the crowd, with few remembering this young man was already a disciple of the academy.

"Let's check out other places, it's perfect to enrich my martial arts experience." After leaving the crowd, Lin Yuan roamed around, curiously observing various martial skills on different platforms to broaden his understanding.

"Dong."

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Unknowingly, dusk approached, and another bell rang.

"First day of selections, the matches are over."

A voice from the Array announced that today's matches had ended.

"Time to go back! Having succeeded in the selection, I need to find a way to inform the village chief, make them happy too!"

On his way back, Lin Yuan's mind flashed to the village chief's gaze. Considering the chief's earnest hopes earlier, he needed to inform him quickly for peace of mind.

Unknowingly, Lin Yuan returned to his residence. Upon re-entering the courtyard, he saw five people already seated in a circle around the stone table.

Seeing Lin Yuan enter, Bai Zhi hurriedly signaled to him.

"Lin Yuan, which day is your draw for the match? How does it feel?" As soon as Lin Yuan sat down, Bai Zhi asked with great enthusiasm.

Today's matches were exceptionally fierce, and they were impressed by some highly skilled martial practitioners, speaking with some excitement.

Hearing Bai Zhi's question, everyone's gaze swiftly focused on Lin Yuan.

"I participated in today's match."

Lin Yuan didn't intend to hide it, and a smile flickered across his calm face as he prepared to share the result.

"Oh, you lost, didn't you?"

Just as he was about to share the result, a voice interrupted.

Lin Yuan looked towards the person speaking.

The person was wearing a gray short-sleeve, with short black hair and a square face, looking somewhat capable. He had his arms crossed in front of his chest, and the brown leather wrist guards on his wrists were particularly noticeable.

"Today is the first day of the ten-person stage matches, without exceptional strength, there's no way to stand till the end on stage. Those who won today are all masters." The man looked at Lin Yuan with a somewhat confident expression.

"However, with your strength, there's no way you could win today." The man with the wrist guards said with a tone of regret looking at Lin Yuan, "So you lost today, right?"