It felt very strange to hear others admiring you all the way.
Lin Yun didn't know what to say, so he just listened with a smile.
They soon arrived at the preliminary round location.
Because it was the preliminary round, many of the competition rules were quite arbitrary.
There are a total of fifty arenas on site.
Once 300 people are gathered, they draw lots, and then the two people with adjacent lot numbers start their match.
For example, number one against number two, number three against number four, and so on.
As long as one has the energy, after a battle, one can continue to draw lots and fight up to ten more battles. Ultimately, the top 300 and top 100 rankings are determined by the number of wins and the time of each battle.
If someone is unlucky enough to encounter strong opponents repeatedly in the preliminary rounds, it's okay, there's a revival round later on where all the losers compete for a few spots. The number of spots varies depending on the year.
Those who pass the revival round can advance to a certain ranking.
If someone fails in the revival round, then either their luck is extremely bad, or their skill level is simply not up to par.
Those who are unlucky are generally not very strong either, so this method will not miss out on some truly strong individuals.
Soon, it was Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran's turn to draw lots.
It's worth mentioning that the young man named Jiang Wei was also among the 300 people drawn in this round between Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran.
Jiang Wei waved his fist at Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran, and gave a cold smile.
Clearly, he really wanted to be drawn with Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran.
However, even though they were in the same round of the draw, there were a total of 300 people, so the probability of three of them being drawn together was extremely small.
In the end, none of the three encountered it.
In the preliminary rounds, the probability of encountering strong opponents is very small.
Lin Yun was naturally no problem. With his current strength, even the top experts at the peak of the Dark Force realm might not be his match, and ordinary martial artists under the age of thirty would naturally not be his match either.
After Lin Yun stepped onto the stage, he exchanged a few blows with his opponent and easily knocked him off the stage.
Originally, Lin Yun wanted to spar with his opponent a few more times to see if he could gain some experience, but his opponent was simply too weak. Fighting him was like an adult bullying a three- or four-year-old child, which was really uninteresting.
Three hundred people, a total of one hundred and fifty battles.
Fifty arenas, only three rounds needed.
Between martial artists, the outcome of a battle can be decided very quickly.
The first round ended quickly, and in the second round, Zhang Haoran took the stage.
In the preliminary rounds, Zhang Haoran, who was at the mid-stage of Ming Jin, was not weak. In addition, he was not an ordinary mid-stage Ming Jin practitioner. He had reached this level three years ago. Furthermore, Lin Yun felt that the martial arts he had learned were also extraordinary, and his proficiency was also exceptional. Although he was at the mid-stage of Ming Jin, Lin Yun estimated that few people at the mid-stage of Ming Jin could be his match.
After twenty or thirty rounds, Zhang Haoran defeated his opponent.
The third round started quickly, and coincidentally, the young man named Jiang Wei was scheduled for the third round.
Seeing that Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran had both easily defeated their opponents, especially Lin Yun who had defeated his opponent in just two or three moves, Jiang Wei was very unhappy. Before going on stage, he made a contemptuous gesture towards Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran again.
"This guy, I want to see just how strong he really is..."
Seeing this, Zhang Haoran was furious.
As it turns out, there was a reason why Jiang Wei knew Zhang Haoran was at the mid-stage of Ming Jin, yet still dared to attack Zhang Haoran and Lin Yun, calling them mere mid-stage Ming Jin cultivators.
With just one move, Jiang Wei defeated his opponent.
The opponent was knocked out with a single punch, a clean and decisive KO that drew gasps from the audience.
"This guy is actually that powerful?"
Zhang Haoran was slightly surprised to see this.
Because the exchange was very brief, he couldn't get a clear picture of his opponent's skill level.
Lin Yun, on the other hand, had a very solid foundation in martial arts. He was proficient in many martial arts techniques, which contained countless moves. Almost as soon as his opponent made a move, he felt a sense of familiarity with these moves. He knew what kind of speed and power each level should possess, and he even knew the weaknesses of these moves.
Therefore, he could easily tell that his opponent had reached the late stage of Ming Jin.
“He has already reached the late stage of Ming Jin. If you encounter him, be careful…” Lin Yun thought for a moment, looked at Zhang Haoran, and said.
"He's at the late stage of Ming Jin?" Zhang Haoran was slightly surprised to see Lin Yun determine the other party's realm.
Zhang Haoran judged the opponent's skill level with just one move... He held this new friend in even higher regard.
He had watched Lin Yun's previous fight, and Lin Yun had defeated his opponent in just two or three moves. In his opinion, Lin Yun's strength was not weak, just as he had previously judged.
At this moment, Lin Yun's keen eyesight further confirmed this point.
It seems that the reason Lin Yun didn't react when Jiang Wei attacked him earlier was because Lin Yun knew the rule against fighting at the martial arts tournament, or he knew that his two bodyguard-like figures would intervene.
Zhang Haoran thought to himself.
Although Lin Yi and Lin Er beside Lin Yun did not simulate the aura of a Grandmaster, they possessed the strength of a Grandmaster. Furthermore, since Lin Yun did not instruct them to deliberately conceal their abilities, their every move would be discovered to be extraordinary if someone observed them carefully.
Jiang Wei knocked out his opponent with one punch, and after leaving the ring, he once again made a contemptuous gesture towards Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran.
This infuriated Zhang Haoran once again, and he said, "This guy is too arrogant. He's only a few years older than us. When I meet him, I'll definitely fight him and show him what I'm capable of..."
Lin Yun nodded slightly.
Although he had just reminded Zhang Haoran, even if Zhang Haoran fought the other party and the opponent was really strong, he was not worried about Zhang Haoran's safety.
Now, his mental strength has reached level three.
Although he hadn't learned level three hypnosis, he had learned level two hypnosis, and with his level three mental strength, he could easily hypnotize martial artists with internal energy. If the opponent was a martial artist with external energy, it would be even easier.
If Jiang Wei were to use excessive force against Zhang Haoran on the ring, he could interfere with him from below at any time.
Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran hadn't expended much energy, and the two quickly participated in the second round of the draw.
Jiang Wei knocked out his opponent in one move, so his stamina was naturally not depleted.
Soon, the three hundred people gathered again and began drawing lots.
These three hundred people included those who had won before, those who had lost before, and newcomers, so they were assembled very quickly.
Fortunately, Lin Yun and his two companions were quick to resolve the battle and immediately caught up with the next round of draws after their last draw; otherwise, they would have had to wait for the next round.
Soon, the draw results came out, and the three of them still did not meet.
Similarly, Lin Yun went first. This time, Lin Yun also exchanged blows with his opponent twice, and after discovering that his opponent was not very strong, he knocked him out of the arena.
Jiang Wei, who also ranked in the first round, also knocked out his opponent in one move.
Zhang Haoran was in the second round. This time, his opponent was weaker. Although he was in the early stage of Ming Jin, his strength was not high. He only needed a few moves to defeat his opponent.
"Brother Lin, we've both won two straight. According to the pattern of previous years, as long as we win four games, we have a chance to enter the top 300, and as long as we win six games, we have a chance to enter the top 100. We only need two more games to potentially enter the top 300..."
After the match, Zhang Haoran found Lin Yun and said happily.
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