Chapter 322: No Face

'Lin Yi, look, that's my father...'

Just then, Zhang Haoran pulled Lin Yun's sleeve and pointed to a middle-aged man on the judging table, excitedly saying:

'Uncle, are you a judge in this rookie competition?' Lin Yun said in surprise.

'Yes, martial arts masters are generally not eligible to be judges. My father was invited because he is a martial arts master with potential. However, there are too many outstanding people among these judges, and my father is just an ordinary one...'

Zhang Haoran said proudly at first, but at the end, he began to feel a little embarrassed.

Martial arts masters are indeed very outstanding, but if you look at the whole country, the sum of so many outstanding people is nothing.

Even if his father is a young martial arts master.

Among those martial arts masters, which one of them did not reach the realm of a master at a young age?

Otherwise, many of them would not have reached their current realm.

'Lin Yi, I'll tell you something in secret, but don't tell anyone else... Well... In fact, this is no secret to most of the martial arts geniuses participating in the competition. The prize for the champion of this rookie competition is not ordinary and precious. You should have heard that the prize for the champion is a sword. A martial artist using that sword can easily kill enemies of a higher level...'

Just then, Zhang Haoran whispered to Lin Yun.

'Huh?' Lin Yun's heart stirred.

Zhang Haoran said this matter to him so solemnly, could it be that there was something else about this sword?

'I want to tell you, this matter is actually true, not only that, even if a martial arts master uses this sword, they can also defeat enemies of a higher level...' Just then, Zhang Haoran continued.

'A martial arts master can also defeat enemies of a higher level using this sword?' Lin Yun said in slight surprise.

He knew very well the difference in strength between each level of martial arts mastery.

If an early-stage martial artist fought a mid-stage martial artist, or a mid-stage martial artist fought a late-stage martial artist, and if the former did not have any special skills, did not escape in time, and did not have enough room to manoeuvre, then defeat, or even death, would be a matter of time.

But a sword that could cut through iron like it was mud shouldn't be that powerful, right?

Cutting through iron like it was mud should be possible with ordinary weapons.

Nowadays, it shouldn't be difficult for society to forge some special steel weapons. As long as they can withstand the attack of such a sword for a period of time, the power of such a sword will not be too great.

What's more, the internal strength of martial arts masters can already be input into weapons. Ordinary martial arts masters can injure people without mentioning being able to pluck flowers and leaves in the air, but they can still increase the strength of weapons.

The quality of internal strength is different, so the increased strength of weapons is also different.

In this case, the weapon used by a martial artist at the intermediate stage of martial arts cultivation would not be much worse than a better weapon used by a martial artist at the early stage of martial arts cultivation.

In this way, the gap in strength between the two sides would not be much smaller than the original gap.

There are not many weapons that can allow martial arts masters to defeat their enemies regardless of their level, but there are many such weapons on the Universal Trading System.

However, most of these weapons are not as simple as ordinary ones that can cut through iron like it was mud.

Moreover, the attractiveness of such weapons to martial arts masters is very great.

Unexpectedly, the organiser of the Martial Arts Tournament would offer such a prize for this rookie competition.

'I really don't know who can win the championship. It is said that some martial arts masters have offered up to 3 billion Daxia coins for this sword, but they still haven't got it. That's 3 billion Daxia coins...' At this time, Zhang Haoran said with envy.

3 billion Daxia coins...

Lin Yun also shook his head.

It seems that the organiser of the Martial Arts Tournament really knows what is good.

But when you think about it, it's normal.

Weapons of this level can be the trump card that turns the tide in a critical moment. Moreover, martial artists naturally love cold weapons. If a martial arts master or school uses a sword, it is not impossible that they would be willing to pay such a high price to obtain it.

'By the way, how did such a precious item end up being used as a prize for the Rookie Competition...' Just then, Lin Yun suddenly thought of something and asked curiously.

Although this martial arts conference can make the organizers a lot of money, 3 billion Daxia coins is no small sum. The attractiveness and income from the Rookie Competition alone is far from worth this price.

'This is exactly what I want to say to Brother Lin Yi next. According to my father, this sword was obtained by some martial arts families from some ruins together. Because everyone wanted it and it was hard to divide, it was used as a prize. Therefore, many of the participants in this competition are the best disciples of martial arts families. Brother Lin Yi, if you encounter them, you must be careful...' Zhang Haoran said.

'Best disciples?' Lin Yun asked curiously.

'They are disciples who don't usually show their faces. Many martial arts schools like to let some of their most powerful disciples go out in public to gain fame. On the surface, some of these disciples are even the top disciples of these martial arts schools, but in fact, some schools have one or two more powerful secret disciples. In case something happens to the top disciples on the surface, there won't be too much loss...' Zhang Haoran nodded.

'I see...' Lin Yi nodded thoughtfully.

No wonder, he saw some of the contestants' breaths were a little strange, and he wasn't sure of their exact martial realm, but he just felt that it wasn't low.

Some spectators were very familiar with and sought after those martial artists of lower realms, but they didn't react much to those stronger martial artists.

Now that he thinks about it, they should be the hidden disciples of those martial art families.

Seeing Lin Yun's expression, Zhang Haoran hesitated, wanting to say something else, but he was afraid of saying something that would make Lin Yun lose face.

I think if I put it this way, Brother Lin Yi should understand, and he should know what to do, right?

Zhang Haoran thought to himself.

This Rookie Competition is full of strong people, and he is afraid that something will happen to Lin Yun's safety.

After all, not every competitor is good-natured.

Especially after getting this far, almost every competitor is the treasure of a martial arts sect or a famous martial artist. Such people are more likely to be arrogant, and if they strike too hard, they will not be punished too severely, which makes them even more reckless.

'Miss Lin, after the competition, I sincerely invite you to attend my victory celebration banquet. Are you really going to insult me like this?'

While Lin Yun and Zhang Haoran were talking, on the other side, a handsome young man walked up to Lin Mengmeng and smiled.

'Zhong Nan...'

'Disciple of Baji Men Wei Donglai...'

'At the age of 23, he has already reached the realm of dark energy, and he is also a super genius. I never thought that he would also come to court Fairy Lin...'

'To be honest, they are a good match...'

'What match? Lin Xianzi is not someone he can touch...'

'By the way, isn't Zhong Nan's junior sister Yan Xianzi? She is also very talented and good-looking. Zhong Nan has such good conditions, why doesn't he pursue Yan Xianzi properly, but bother Lin Xianzi...'

'You don't understand, do you? Having both on the left and right, all of them are such stunning beauties, this is the supreme pursuit of life...'

'You don't understand. Yan Xianzi is not lowly in status and doesn't look down on Zhong Nan. Zhong Nan dares not pester her, so naturally he can only pursue Lin Xianzi...'

Some of the people around them murmured as they watched the scene.

'Young Master Zhong, I'm really sorry...' Lin Mengmeng said apologetically.

Some of the disciples of the Golden Sword Gate beside Lin Mengmeng looked at the scene and were very angry. What the other party said was not kind, but their young mistress could only speak so politely.

In the crowd, Lin Yuanshan smiled bitterly.

He had brought Lin Mengmeng here this time mainly to see if he could find a suitable husband for her.

As it turned out, after two days of contact, Lin Mengmeng had not fallen for any of them, but instead they had offended quite a few people.

He had already made up his mind: as soon as the finals of this rookie competition began, he would take Lin Mengmeng and leave the martial arts conference, and then he would find a way to send Lin Mengmeng abroad.

With the authorities and martial arts world after them, they could no longer stay in the country.

So many people were after the Lin family, especially the authorities. They reckoned it was unlikely that so many people could leave the country, but if they could just get Mengmeng out, there was hope.