Li Lin concentrated, his Qi surging within him as he swiftly dodged, choosing not to directly confront the attack head-on. His strength was not sufficient for such a confrontation, especially since his only martial skill was the Splitting Mountain Palm, which would definitely put him at a disadvantage.

"Bang!" Zhou Haiming's palm strike exploded behind Li Lin, the powerful force splitting open a deep pit in the stone platform and sending dust flying everywhere.

Both moved extremely fast, with most onlookers only catching glimpses of their figures darting across the platform, their powerful forces tearing through the air and creating sharp, whistling sounds.

Luo Lan, watching from the sidelines, was incredibly tense, her eyes fixed on the platform, afraid that Li Lin might suffer an accident.

"Stand still if you dare," Zhou Haiming shouted angrily.

"Come on, I'm waiting for you. Hurry up," Li Lin taunted with a cold laugh, standing in front. Li Lin now understood Uncle Jiang's painstaking efforts; his reaction speed was much faster than Zhou Haiming's, giving him an advantage.

"Hmph, I'll make you regret this," Zhou Haiming bellowed, launching another fierce palm strike.

"You're still too slow," Li Lin mocked, intentionally provoking Zhou Haiming and quickly dodging again, leaving his original spot.

The sound of tearing air was sharp, striking where Li Lin had just stood. The palm strike didn't touch the ground before its fierce Qi cracked the stone tiles, a sight that even surprised Li Lin from afar, not underestimating the power.

"Such a clever kid, calm yet quick-witted, well done," Li Dong praised softly.

"Running away, how is that good? It's a disgrace to the Li family," Li Nan complained indignantly.

"Second sister, that's not something you can say. Although Haiming is strong, he's been somewhat rash, showing no mercy to a fellow clan member. If father knew, he wouldn't be pleased," Li Xi commented, noting that Zhou Haiming was indeed showing no courtesy towards Li Lin.

"If you don't give it your all in a competition, then there's no point in competing," Li Nan retorted, her face twitching before she fell silent.

In the arena, figures flickered, Qi clashed fiercely, with occasional bursts of earthy yellow Qi from Zhou Haiming's palms, ultimately smashing into the ground and creating numerous deep pits and cracks on the square.

Li Wushuang's brow was furrowed, clearly seeing that Li Lin was at a disadvantage, with a four-level difference in strength not being a small gap.

"Stop running," Zhou Haiming grew increasingly impatient over time, unable to catch up to Li Lin, and could only shout in frustration.

"If you can, then chase me. You're as slow as a turtle," Li Lin called back with a laugh.

The surrounding crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter at Li Lin's taunt.

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"I won't let you off," Zhou Haiming roared, unable to tolerate the mockery, his hand signs changing mysteriously as his Qi surged tumultuously.

"Finally going all out?" Li Lin's expression subtly darkened, having been provoking Zhou Haiming all along, knowing he needed to seize the opportunity for a decisive strike.

"Mountain Penetrating Palm," Zhou Haiming uttered, as multiple palm strikes with earthy yellow Qi appeared in front of him, his complexion paling slightly. Dozens of palm strikes sealed off the space, and with a sudden tremor of his arm, they surged forward, their powerful aura slicing through the air and stirring up dust and a sonic boom.

"Star-level martial skill," Li Lin thought internally, recognizing that Zhou Haiming's Mountain Penetrating Palm had reached the level of a star-level martial skill.

As the dozens of palm strikes sealed off the space, accompanied by the sound of tearing air, Zhou Haiming's face revealed a cold smile, believing his strikes would hit Li Lin directly.

"Bring it on," Li Lin, however, showed a hint of a smile at this moment, his body not retreating but advancing instead. The Qi he had been suppressing inside burst out like a flood, encasing his body in a pale yellow scale armor. Moving at an explosively increased speed, he charged forward like lightning.

Zhou Haiming was taken aback by the sudden change in Li Lin, clearly surprised.

As Li Lin's figure crossed Zhou Haiming's, in that fleeting moment, Li Lin's hand signs formed instantly, and a pale yellow palm strike materialized, smashing into Zhou Haiming's abdomen.

Visibly, the pale yellow palm strike broke through Zhou Haiming's defensive light circle and hit him squarely in the abdomen.

At the same time, Li Lin himself was hit by two of Zhou Haiming's palm strikes on his left shoulder and chest, causing him to stagger backward about a dozen steps. His left shoulder and chest began to numb, and a surge of intense pain and discomfort came from within.

Li Lin couldn't hold back and spat out a bit of blood, feeling somewhat relieved after the taste of blood in his mouth.

"A triple attribute warrior, with a four-level difference in strength, is bound to lose," some began to sigh regretfully, feeling sorry for Li Lin.

"Bang!"

At that moment, Zhou Haiming's body was suddenly sent flying, crashing dozens of meters away onto the stone tiles, blood spattering the ground.

With a scream, Zhou Haiming spat out another mouthful of blood, unable to get up.

"Li Lin won, Li Lin actually won," the crowd came to their senses, realizing that although Li Lin was injured, Zhou Haiming's condition was much worse. Clearly, Li Lin had won the match.

"Haiming," Li Nan and Zhou Li could no longer hold back, quickly descending from the stands to Zhou Haiming's side.

"You really went hard," Li Nan said, helping Zhou Haiming up, her voice filled with resentment, forgetting that Zhou Haiming had shown no mercy to Li Lin.

"I learned from you," Li Lin responded to his aunt, knowing he didn't need to hold back.

"Second aunt, it's always been Zhou Haiming who's been ruthless. Can't you see that?" Li Wushuang quickly joined Li Lin's side on the platform.

"Li Lin wins," the elder in the grey robe announced, surprised by the outcome but quickly regaining composure. The internal strife within the Li family wasn't his concern, but the emergence of a triple attribute warrior in the family, coupled with his sympathy for Li Lin, naturally made him especially pleased.

"So, Young Master Lin is actually the strongest. I never realized it before."

"Actually, Young Master Lin is the most handsome. Look at those eyes, truly captivating."

The maids and a few younger girls from the Li family's side branches burst into cheers, followed by shouts from many servants.

Li Yun, who had just lost to Li Shaohu, also turned her gaze towards Lin.

"Brother Lin, you're really amazing. What martial skill was that? So strong," Li Mei took the opportunity to approach Li Lin.

"Second brother, take Haiming down for treatment," Li Dong joined them on the platform, his gaze fixed on Li Lin, filled with surprise. Defeating a seventh-level warrior as a third-level warrior was no easy feat. Moreover, the defensive martial skill and attack technique Li Lin used were not from the Li family, especially the defensive technique, which even he couldn't determine its level.

"Hmph," Li Nan and Zhou Li indignantly supported Zhou Haiming off the platform.