At this moment, everyone present was stunned, looking at Yang Feilong, many with dazed expressions.
The battle they had just witnessed had been too shocking.
Lin Mao, a peak Xuanwu realm expert, had been utterly defeated by Yang Feilong, who was bare-handed.
It was as if they had been blinded by the sight.
Han Yun’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she witnessed this. To be honest, she had never imagined that Yang Feilong would defeat Lin Mao so quickly.
She understood that with Yang Feilong having defeated Lin Mao, her father and other family members would now consider Yang Feilong a more suitable match for her than Lin Wushuang.
Therefore, she looked expectantly at her father, but to her slight disappointment, he did not seem overly excited. She realized he was still hesitant.
Lin Mao felt utterly humiliated. He had been so boastful, yet he had been so defenseless against Yang Feilong.
Yang Feilong looked calmly at Han Zheng Tang, the patriarch of the Han family. "Uncle, may I have a fair chance to compete?"
Previously, Han Zheng Tang had said that if Yang Feilong defeated Lin Mao, he would be given a fair chance to compete with Lin Wushuang.
Now, he had achieved it.
Han Zheng Tang’s face broke into a smile. "My word is my bond!"
In truth, his feelings were already leaning in a certain direction. Before, he had intended to arrange a marriage with the Lin family, aiming for a strong alliance. But now, Yang Feilong had revealed his ancient martial arts talent.
For ancient martial arts families like theirs, this was what truly mattered!
Yang Feilong's talent was clearly far superior to Lin Wushuang's. And his combat power? Yang Feilong had easily crushed Lin Mao, suggesting he was truly in the early stages of the Lingwu realm, or the difference would not be so vast. Even if his combat power wasn't equal to Lin Wushuang's, it was close.
However, there was a problem. When he had sent Han Yun to Yang Feilong earlier, he had intended to discuss marriage arrangements, though he hadn't made it definitive, leaving room for maneuver.
Now, it was difficult for him to directly go back on his word and agree to Yang Feilong being with Han Yun.
Doing so would be akin to contradicting himself, and it would also offend the Lin family. While he wasn't afraid, offending an equal power was never a good thing.
Therefore, he was currently very hesitant!
The main issue was that Lin Wushuang benefited from the backing of the Lin family, while Yang Feilong's family, as his daughter Han Yun had mentioned, consisted of ordinary people. This clearly indicated Yang Feilong was a genius who had encountered a fortunate opportunity, perhaps with a master, or perhaps not – it was uncertain.
Just then, Lin Wushuang stood up, looked directly at Yang Feilong, and said solemnly, "Yang Feilong, do you dare to fight me?"
Yang Feilong looked at Lin Wushuang. He had to admit, Lin Wushuang had good looks, though still significantly inferior to himself.
"If we fight and you lose, you withdraw. Do you dare?" Lin Wushuang's eyes flashed with fighting spirit as he looked at Yang Feilong, pushing him step by step.
Lin Wushuang was not only gifted in cultivation but also adept at social maneuvering. He could see that Han Zheng Tang was leaning towards marrying his daughter to Yang Feilong, so he had to block any retreat for Han Zheng Tang.
If he won, he would marry Han Yun. If he lost, he would withdraw!
Of course, he didn't believe he would lose. Yang Feilong's talent made him jealous, but he was confident in his current strength – he was invincible in the early Lingwu realm. Yang Feilong? He couldn't possibly be his opponent!
Upon hearing this, Han Zheng Tang sighed inwardly. He had been overthinking. He should have made a decision earlier, but he had been stunned by Yang Feilong's performance. Now, if he directly chose Yang Feilong, it would be disrespectful to the Lin family.
His thoughts raced as he looked at Yang Feilong and asked, "Are you willing to fight Lin Wushuang?"
Yang Feilong looked at the battle-eager Lin Wushuang, then at Han Zheng Tang, and a bright smile spread across his face. "Why would I not dare?"
Han Yun saw this and hesitated to speak, letting out a silent sigh.
The reason for her sigh was simple: she didn't believe Yang Feilong could defeat Lin Wushuang. Although Yang Feilong was at the same cultivation level, Lin Wushuang had dared to fight a cultivator in the early Lingwu realm when he was at the peak of the Xuanwu realm. Now that he had broken through to the early Lingwu realm, his combat power was likely comparable to the mid-Lingwu realm.
Could Yang Feilong win?
If Yang Feilong lost, would she not become a victim of a family alliance?
The thought made Han Yun feel incredibly distressed.
No one would be happy if their life wasn't their own to decide.
But what could she say at this moment? She could only silently pray that Yang Feilong could defeat Lin Wushuang. If Yang Feilong defeated Lin Wushuang honorably, she believed her father would make his decision.
On the plaza outside the main hall.
"You have courage, so I will give you a dignified defeat. I will defeat you in three moves!" As he spoke, Lin Wushuang extended his hand, and a beam of light flashed as a long spear appeared in his hand.
This was… manifesting a weapon from inner energy!
Generally speaking, Xuanwu realm cultivators could manifest weapons from inner energy, but the quality and power of Xuanwu realm inner energy were not strong enough, and the consumption was high, making it impossible to sustain for long. Truly manifesting weapons was done by cultivators in the Lingwu realm and above, as they possessed abundant inner energy!
Lin Wushuang's spear was extremely solid, indicating the abundance of his inner energy!
It did not seem like he had just entered the early Lingwu realm.
Weapons manifested from inner energy had advantages and disadvantages compared to real weapons.
The advantage was that the weapon was formed from inner energy and could be controlled like an extension of one's own arm, capable of forming a spear, a sword, or other forms. The disadvantage was that the power was not strong enough; when clashing with genuine divine weapons, it would be at a disadvantage!
Yang Feilong extended his hand, and a long sword appeared in his grasp, manifesting from true energy.
"Defeat me in three moves? Then I shall see if your actual combat skill is as impressive as your boasts!" Yang Feilong's voice was calm, yet laced with disdain.
"Yang Feilong is indeed a Lingwu realm expert. His inner energy is truly abundant!" Someone exclaimed upon seeing Yang Feilong also manifest a long sword without hesitation.
Inner energy and true energy were difficult to distinguish without internal analysis.
Of course, cultivators of the same energy refinement path could easily tell the difference, but such cultivators were extremely rare. Yang Feilong and his master had traveled the world for many years and had never encountered any other Qi Refiners besides themselves.
"Then you had better watch closely." Lin Wushuang looked at Yang Feilong arrogantly and instantly moved. At the same time, he shouted, "Feng Lin Sha!"
Buzz buzz buzz!
Instantly, a fierce wind erupted, and streaks of wind blades surged towards Yang Feilong.
Lin Wushuang had boasted of defeating Yang Feilong in three moves, so he unleashed a killing move right from the start.