Chapter 32: Shocking the Audience, Teaching Qingyuan Art and Chun Yuan Finger

The sudden turn of events caused Lei Bao and Xie Qian's expressions to darken.

Meanwhile, the Lin Clan and Raging Blade Dojo couldn't hide their grins.

No matter what, Lei Li was not weak.

Among the younger generation, he was undoubtedly one of the strongest.

That's why, even though Lin Zhentian and Luo Cheng had chosen to trust Lin Yan,

deep down, they still harbored some concern.

However, after witnessing Lin Yan's battle against Lei Li,

all of their worries completely vanished.

After all, if Lin Yan could defeat a Second-Tier Martial Art with just a First-Tier Martial Art,

how could he possibly lose?

"To have such a talent… our Lin Clan is truly blessed!"

Lin Zhentian couldn't help but sigh in admiration as he gazed at Lin Yan.

The Fire Python Tiger was important,

but in Lin Yan, Lin Zhentian saw an even greater potential!

If Lin Yan continued to grow at this pace,

his future would far surpass what a mere Fire Python Tiger could offer!

The thought excited Lin Zhentian even more,

strengthening his resolve to spare no resources in nurturing Lin Yan's cultivation.

"Congratulations, Clan Leader Lin."

Luo Cheng also expressed his congratulations, albeit with a hint of envy.

Even he couldn't help but admire Lin Yan's dazzling performance.

"If only a genius like this had been born in Raging Blade Dojo..."

Meanwhile, Xie Qian was growing anxious.

"Brother Lei Bao, what now?"

"Are we really going to hand over the Fire Python Tiger and our two manors just like that?"

Lei Bao's gaze was dark,

but he quickly reassured Xie Qian,

"Don't worry, Brother Xie—I've already taught Lei Li our Lei Clan's Four-Tier Martial Art, Dashing Lightning."

"No matter how skilled that brat is, he won't be able to counter our Lei Clan's Four-Tier Martial Art!"

Hearing this, Xie Qian's eyes lit up, and he finally sighed in relief.

"Good, good! That's excellent!"

The crowd turned their focus back to the stone platform.

At this moment—

Lei Li was already struggling to endure Lin Yan's relentless attacks.

Under Lin Yan's fierce offensive, he was steadily losing ground.

Another clash—

Lin Yan seized an opening and delivered a powerful kick!

Lei Li's body shot through the air like a ragdoll,

rolling across the ground in an embarrassing heap.

Before he could even stabilize himself,

Lin Yan followed up with another swift kick—

sending him flying to the other end of the stone platform.

Lei Li's face was now battered and bruised.

Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to stand,

finally finding an opportunity to unleash his ultimate move.

Stomping his foot against the ground, he barely managed to regain his balance.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth,

he gathered every ounce of Yuan Power within his body into his palm.

As Lei Li's Yuan Power surged wildly—

the light radiating from his palm grew increasingly intense,

until it finally condensed into a pulsating, unstable sphere of energy.

"Lei Clan's Dashing Lightning!?"

"Since when did Lei Li master this Four-Tier Martial Art!?"

Watching from the sidelines, Lin Zhentian, Luo Cheng, and the others paled.

Having battled the Lei Clan for years,

they knew all too well the terrifying power of this Four-Tier Martial Art.

Their expressions turned grim as they worried for Lin Yan.

"Can Lin Yan handle this technique?"

"He hasn't learned any Four-Tier Martial Arts, has he?"

Lin Xia furrowed her brows, visibly concerned.

"If I had known earlier, I would've found a chance to give Brother Lin Yan the modified Qimen Seal..."

"Damn it!"

Lin Dong also felt a pang of regret.

He had wanted to pass the technique to Lin Yan before,

but he feared exposing the secret of his Stone Talisman...

Lin Dong had been struggling with this dilemma for quite some time.

"Tch, such unnecessary theatrics."

On the other side, facing Lei Li's Dashing Lightning, Lin Yan scoffed in disdain.

Then, he extended his palm, summoning a cluster of purple flames from within his body.

This was, of course, Lin Yan's Amethyst Winged Lion Purple Flame!

Although this fire wasn't a martial technique, its destructive power was undeniable.

Compared to a mere Fourth-Tier Martial Art, it was more than enough to crush it.

Without hesitation, Lin Yan flung the Purple Fire straight toward Lei Li.

Lei Li was startled—

He had expected his Dashing Lightning to overwhelm Lin Yan.

Yet, Lin Yan had just conjured a fireball out of nowhere?!

Seeing this, Lei Li had no choice but to launch his energy sphere forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two forces clashed violently.

But the final outcome left Lei Li in complete despair.

The moment the Purple Fire touched his energy sphere,

it instantly devoured it—without encountering the slightest resistance.

Lei Li was struck head-on by the fireball, his entire body engulfed in flames!

He could barely muster enough Yuan Power to protect himself, desperately trying to extinguish the fire.

After an arduous struggle, Lei Li finally managed to put out the flames—

but by then, his body was severely injured, and he collapsed into unconsciousness.

"He won!"

"Dashing Lightning… was completely useless!?"

"No, it's not that—Brother Lin Yan's Purple Fire is just too strong!"

"But what exactly is that Purple Fire? How can it be this powerful?"

The entire audience was left in shock.

Even Lin Dong couldn't help but marvel at the sight before him.

"Hahahaha!"

"Good! Excellent!"

"That was a beautiful victory!"

Lin Zhentian burst into hearty laughter,

turning to glare at Lei Bao and Xie Qian.

"Well then, I must thank you both for your generous gifts!"

Lei Bao and Xie Qian's expressions were as grim as if they had swallowed mud.

But under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they couldn't lash out—

doing so would only make them seem like sore losers.

"Lin Zhentian, this was merely a stroke of luck for you. Don't get too comfortable—there's still a long road ahead!"

Flicking his sleeve in frustration, Lei Bao and Xie Qian spat out their parting words and left.

"Let's go!"

With the matter settled,

both the Lei and Xie Clans made their exit,

while the Lin Clan and Raging Blade Dojo also began their departure.

After all, they had already reaped tremendous rewards from this Hunting Competition.

At this point, the only thing on their minds was returning home to enjoy their victory.

As soon as Lin Zhentian arrived home,

he immediately ordered preparations for a grand banquet—

celebrating both the acquisition of the Fire Python Tiger and their unexpected gain of the Lei Clan's Ironwood Manor.

Such a fortunate turn of events was certainly worth celebrating.

Of course, the star of the banquet was none other than Lin Yan.

Everyone knew that without him,

not only would they have failed to win Ironwood Manor,

but even the Fire Python Tiger might have been at risk.

Thus, during the feast,

Lin Zhentian showered Lin Yan with praise without hesitation.

"Lin Yan, today marks the proudest moment for our Lin Clan in years!"

"And it's all thanks to you!"

"I will say it once more—"

"If you ever need anything, just ask!

As long as the clan can provide it, we will spare no effort!"

"And now, I will pass on Qingyuan Art and Chun Yuan Finger to you."

"From what I saw in your fight with Lei Li, it seems you have yet to learn any profound cultivation techniques."

"Qingyuan Art will allow you to elevate your strength even further!"

"As for Pure Yang Finger, it is the only Fourth-Tier Martial Art of our Lin Clan, and I shall grant it to you as well!"