Hearing Lin Yun's answer, everyone's heart was in turmoil, unable to calm down for a long time.
Concussion Punch was written in ancient language that could not be deciphered. Even if it was complete, it would be thousands of times more difficult than Wei Anfu's Ba Gua Zhang.
What's more, this Concussion Punch was incomplete.
And the incomplete part was as much as 60%!
It was not an exaggeration to say that even if the Realm of the Gods descended to the mortal world, they might not be able to master this Concussion Punch.
However, the young man in front of him had only used a short month to master it.
Was he still human?
He was simply the reincarnation of a demon!
Although Wei Anfu fell to the ground, he had not completely lost consciousness.
When he heard Lin Yun personally admit that he had mastered Concussion Punch, he spat out another mouthful of black blood.
"I chose Ba Gua Zhang because I had enough confidence to master it. Unlike you, who only wanted to be in the limelight for a moment and chose the Concussion Punch that was impossible to master. "
This was what he once said to Lin Yun.
And now, these words were still there, but they were so powerless.
He once said that he wanted to use the difficulty of Ba Gua Zhang to prove his talent to everyone.
However, compared to the difficulty of Concussion Punch, Ba Gua Zhang was not even considered a fart!
"Lin Yun wins!"
After confirming that Wei Anfu could not continue fighting, the elder used a trembling voice to announce Lin Yun's victory.
Everyone in the audience once again sucked in a deep breath.
They had originally thought that this would be a splendid showdown.
But they did not think that it would end in such a hurry, so unexpected, and so shocking.
Up until now, they were still unable to accept this fact, and they felt as if they were dreaming.
And Kang Nam-gun, who was below the stage, was staring at Lin Yun with eyes as sharp as swords. His face was gloomy and scary.
From his initial disdain and disdain towards Lin Yun to his shock and respect, until now, Kang Nam-gun realized that he had greatly underestimated Lin Yun's talent.
Concussion Punch was defined as a martial art that could not be mastered. Even he, the strongest genius in Yuzhou, could not completely master it.
But Lin Yun could do it!
Kang Nam-gun couldn't accept the fact that others could do what he couldn't.
"The eighth match, Lin Yun versus Lai Yuejing!"
Before Lin Yun could get off the stage, the Elder announced the next duel.
After the previous duel, no one had any expectations or interest for this duel.
Lai Yuejing's attack was completely ineffective against Wei Anfu, and Wei Anfu's attack was completely ineffective against Lin Yun.
Wei Anfu could easily defeat Lai Yuejing, and Lin Yun could defeat Wei Anfu with a single punch.
The difference in strength between Lin Yun and Lai Yuejing could be easily compared through Wei Anfu.
In everyone's opinion, the battle between Lin Yun and Wei Anfu would be the climax of the inner court disciple selection competition.
The climax was over, and the rest of the competition became boring.
After the Elder announced the eighth match, Lin Yun still stood on the stage, while Lai Yuejing cowered.
Even the number one genius of the outer court, Wei Anfu, had been defeated by a single punch from Lin Yun. What was there left for him, the number two?
There was no way to fight!
Lai Yuejing knew full well that he was no match for Lin Yun.
Just as Lai Yuejing was hesitating about whether or not to give up.
Lin Yun suddenly turned around and said to Xingjiao and Liu Chan, who were waiting in the resting area below the stage, "Stop wasting time. Who else hasn't fought me yet? Come at me together!"
The crowd was deathly silent.
A fierce gust of wind howled through the crowd, throwing everyone into disarray.
Lin Yun's words echoed in everyone's minds.
Wasting time?
Did he think such a solemn promotion competition was a waste of time?
Did he want all the remaining participants to come at him together just for this reason?
How could this be described as arrogant and conceited?
This was insufferably arrogant!
It took a while for the crowd to recover from their shock.
"Did you all hear that? He just said that anyone who hasn't fought him should come at him together! He's planning to fight one against three! "
"Is he crazy? No matter how arrogant Wei Anfu is, he wouldn't dare act so recklessly! "
At this moment, the crowd was shocked to discover that Lin Yun was even more arrogant than Wei Anfu, even more insufferably arrogant.
Hearing Lin Yun's request, the proctor elder shook his head and said, "The rules of the Martial House cannot be changed at will. No matter how strong you are, you must abide by the rules and fight to the end."
Just as the proctor elder finished speaking, the white-browed old man said to the proctor elder, "Since he's so confident, let him try. In any case, I'm tired of watching one-on-one duels. It's good to have a change of taste. "
Hearing the white-browed old man's words, the other three Core Elders nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the four Core Elders had agreed, the proctor elder did not say anything else.
After all, the four Core Elders held the highest positions in the Martial House. In the absence of the Martial House Head, all matters of the Martial House were decided by the four Core Elders.
"You're called Lin Yun, right?" The white-browed old man sized up Lin Yun with an appreciative gaze.
Lin Yun did not speak. He only nodded expressionlessly.
The white-browed old man said to Lin Yun in a serious tone, "You chose to fight one against three. If you lose, the three matches that you should have won will be considered your loss.
"If you really lose the competition, you won't be able to get the top three rewards. Have you thought this through? "
Lin Yun naturally knew that the top three rewards were important, but he still nodded without hesitation. "I've thought it through."
"In that case, let's begin." The white-browed old man nodded in satisfaction. His gaze towards Lin Yun was filled with even more admiration.
Seeing that this duel had been decided, Lai Yuejing, Xingjiao, and Liu Chan's faces turned the color of pig liver.
They were all top-ranked experts in the outer sect, and they were usually the ones fighting one against three.
Today, however, they had been singled out by someone else to fight one against three.
This was blatant disdain!
Although the three of them felt humiliated and angry at being looked down upon in such a manner, they also felt somewhat fortunate.
If Lin Yun hadn't proposed a one against three, none of them would have been a match for Lin Yun.
Only the three of them together had any hope of defeating Lin Yun.
Although three against one wasn't an honorable victory, it was still better than losing.
"Lin Yun, how dare you look down on us! We'll definitely make you regret this!" Liu Chan roared in anger and humiliation. He leaped up from the ground and landed on the stage in a perfectly straight line.
Xingjiao also leaped onto the stage with a dark expression. She glared venomously at Lin Yun, as if she wanted nothing more than to tear Lin Yun limb from limb.
The crowd below the stage looked at Lin Yun as if he were an idiot.
They couldn't understand why Lin Yun was so stubborn when he could clearly take the championship.
Lin Yun was indeed strong, but in their eyes, there was a limit to how strong he could be.
No one believed that Lin Yun could win in a one against three situation.
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