Cosmic Trading System

Lin Yun aimed to be number one, so naturally, he wouldn't be satisfied just by making it into the top three hundred.

And the possibility of him reaching the top three hundred remained uncertain.

Notheless, he laughed along with Zhang Haoran and said, "Then let's hope Brother Haoran makes it into the top three hundred first, and then the top one hundred."

"All I want is to get into the top three hundred. I won't even think about the top one hundred. I've heard that in previous years, at least the top one hundred martial artists were all in the Late Mingjin Stage, with only a few in the Mid Mingjin Stage..." Zhang Haoran contemplated for a moment, then shook his head and said.

He was quite aware of his capabilities. Although he was confident in his strength in the Mid Term Realm, he knew this was a national martial arts tournament. It gathered the most talented martial artists from across the country, including the children of famous martial arts families and large martial arts sects.

If the opponent was also in the Mid Mingjin Stage, who could guarantee that they would be weaker than him?

"Huh, at least someone knows they are hopeless for the top hundred. Unlike some delusional people..." Just then, a sneering voice sounded from the side, and a young man walked over.

It was Jiang Wei.

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Yun with contempt.

Truth be told, he had watched both of Lin Yun's ring fights. However, he hadn't been able to gauge Lin Yun's strength. Since Lin Yun had been using skill rather than brute force, it seemed to Jiang Wei that Lin Yun, despite being of lower level, was able to knock his opponent off with just a few moves.

As a result, it seemed to him that Lin Yun was of about the same level as him.

This feeling left him dissatisfied, and it increased his desire to undermine Lin Yun in various ways.

"Brother Linyi, let's go. The mad dog is here again." This time, without waiting for Lin Yun to speak, Zhang Haoran glanced at the other party and said.

"Alright." Lin Yun agreed with a light smile.

Following which, both men turned and left.

Only Jiang Wei remained, standing furiously on the spot, his eyes bloodshot.

"Damn it, don't let me meet you in the ring, or I swear I'll break your legs," Jiang Wei clenched his fist, grinding his teeth, and roaring out in anger.

"Jiang Wei, it's fine to have a competitive spirit, but don't waste your energy on petty matters or insignificant people." At this moment, a man around the age of thirty who had been accompanying Jiang Wei walked over, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he spoke.

Jiang Wei's martial arts talent was commendable in his eyes, but his narrow-mindedness and tendency to dwell on insignificant matters hindered his growth.

If Jiang Wei could break away from this habit, his strength should be able to improve significantly.

For the next round of draws, Zhang Haoran did not participate. He had fought two consecutive matches, and although the second match did not consume much of his energy, he chose to rest and prepare himself for the following battle in the best condition possible.

This moment required utmost caution.

If he suffered a lapse, he would set himself up for subsequent losses. If there were any unexpected events in the next fight, his subsequent matches would not be as smooth.

Lin Yun chose to draw.

This time, he encountered an opponent who was in the Mid Mingjin Stage but had considerable strength within that stage.

However, encountering Lin Yun was simply his misfortune.

After just five or six moves, Lin Yun sent him off the ring.

The opponent was very frustrated.

Fighting with Lin Yun gave him a strange feeling.

Although he didn't feel Lin Yun exerting much strength or speed, every time Lin Yun attacked, he felt as if he was being forced to expose his weaknesses, leaving him unable to resist effectively.

Such a defeat was the most frustrating.

That was the strength of Lin Yun.

All the martial arts he had learned were not in vain. Every punch, every kick, every movement could transform into sophisticated techniques from various martial arts. He could spot the weaknesses in his opponent's every move.

Through these sophisticated techniques, he could triumph with less force and slower speed. This was similar to the Tai Chi principle of 'four ounces can deflect a thousand pounds.'

His physical condition at the Initial Stage of Dark Strength was only slightly stronger than other martial artists at the same stage. How could his strength compare to those top-notch warriors at the Peak of the Dark Force?

Exactly so.

After winning three consecutive matches, Lin Yun caught some attention. Soon, several powers approached him, inviting him to work for them and offering a high salary.

Lin Yun declined all these offers.

Zhang Haoran was somewhat frustrated, "I've already won two rounds, why hasn't anyone invited me yet?"

"Hehe, these people lack insight. After you win two more rounds, they will know how powerful you are." Lin Yun smiled slightly as he spoke.

The forces now recruiting talents were indeed ordinary, most of them being shortsighted. Those powerful forces, those with good eyes, they usually recruited talent in the later matches.

At that time, it would be easier to see a person's strength. Even if they couldn't see clearly, the strength of the contestants at that time wouldn't be too far off.

Winning once could be luck, winning twice could be luck, but winning eight or ten times, that was unlikely to be luck.

Jiang Wei also participated in this draw. His strength was at the Late Mingjin Stage, which made it difficult for him to meet a formidable opponent. Naturally, this opponent, after dodging twice, was once again defeated by him with a single move.

It seemed that he had a fire in his belly, or perhaps a certain energy that made him strive to defeat his enemies with one move every time.

Naturally, his strength also attracted some forces' attention, and those forces began to recruit him. However, he only accepted name cards from two forces and rejected all the others.

Then came the fourth drawing of lots, the fifth drawing of lots, the sixth drawing of lots.

Lin Yun did not hold back. He won a battle here and immediately began the next drawing lot, then won one battle after another.

Starting at ten o'clock in the morning until around one o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Yun had already participated in nine battles, and he was victorious in all of them.

Zhang Haoran was both very surprised and excited. He sincerely felt happy for Lin Yun. He kept excitedly talking about various things, as if he was the one who had won.

At this time, Zhang Haoran had also participated in five battles.

In one of them, he faced a powerful opponent in the Late Mingjin Stage. After a dozen moves, he decisively admitted defeat.

Soon, Lin Yun participated in the tenth round, and Zhang Haoran also started the sixth round.

Without surprise, Lin Yun emerged victorious once again.

Zhang Haoran lost again. This time he faced a martial artist at the Mid Mingjin Stage. The opponent was not weak. After he stepped down, Zhang Haoran told Lin Yun with a bitter smile that his luck was really bad this time and his opponent was a disciple of a major martial arts faction, very proficient in various exquisite moves.

"Brother Haoran, I feel that some of your techniques have problems. When you use this move, your fist can slant this way a bit. Also, you need to hold back some strength. When your enemy reacts this way, you can strike back this way..." After contemplating for a bit, Lin Yun led Zhang Haoran to a secluded place, demonstrating some moves while explaining.

"You're too rigid with this move. Your opponents vary in height and weight. You can't use all your moves at one position. If your opponent is tall, do this. If they're shorter, do that..." After Lin Yun explained one move, he started on the next.

Having watched Zhang Haoran's performance from below the stage, Lin Yun was easily able to remember and analyze the issues with Zhang Haoran's moves, based on his experience studying more than 200 types of martial skills and his immense mental strength.

On the other side, Zhang Haoran looked at Lin Yun as if he had seen a ghost. But soon, he was engrossed in Lin Yun's explanations and began to listen carefully.

About ten minutes later, Zhang Haoran gasped, "Brother Lin Yi, have you learned my family's martial skills before? You understand our martial techniques so well... it's even more profound than what my father taught me!"

"I'm just sensitive to some moves. I couldn't help but comment after seeing you perform them. If anything I said is wrong, please don't mind," Lin Yun said with a slight smile.

"I don't mind at all. Brother Lin Yi, you're a genius in martial arts. I feel everything you said is right. I really thank you. No, I have to get familiar with everything you taught me just now. I believe this will greatly improve my strength.

I'm sure I can win at least two more rounds..." Zhang Haoran hastily said, very excited.

Lin Yun then began to help Zhang Haoran correct some issues with his moves.

As Lin Yun had not learned Zhang Haoran's family martial arts, not everything he said was necessarily right. Some moves Zhang Haoran had not performed, some moves corresponded to each other in certain ways.

Zhang Haoran's father reached the realm of Martial Arts Grandmaster, Zhang's family martial arts were not bad. Once Zhang Haoran realized Lin Yun's powerful comprehension and how serious he was about helping him, he generously demonstrated all of his family's martial arts for Lin Yun to observe.

With Zhang Haoran's explanation, Lin Yun also gained more insights into martial arts from them.

Through this process, Lin Yun realized something.

While he learned many martial arts techniques from the Cosmic Trading System, not all of them were necessarily suitable for Earthlings...

No matter how similar the humans of those civilizations looked to Earthlings, they were ultimately different, even if the difference was subtle.

If not, why did Earth people convert various types of energy into Spiritual Energy so quickly, while it took the humans of other civilizations so long to do the same?

This alone proved that Earthlings weren't absolutely the same as humans from other civilizations.

So, perhaps Earth's martial arts or even some of its cultivation methods might be more suitable for Earthlings...

If he wanted a solid grounding in martial arts, then he shouldn't ignore Martial Arts techniques and cultivation methods of Earth!

Although he had studied so many martial arts techniques and felt that he couldn't comprehend any new martial arts rules, he could try Earth's martial arts techniques, or even, some of Earth's cultivation methods!

This thought suddenly broadened Lin Yun's horizons and thoughts considerably.

Once he thought of it, he did it. While Zhang Haoran started familiarizing himself with the skills that Lin Yun had taught him, Lin Yun also began learning a martial arts technique of Earth!