Cosmic Trading System

Whoosh!

With the referee's permission, that cultivator hastened off the ring, as if terrified that if he lingered a moment too long, he might get caught up in a fight with Lin Yun.

Whether or not Lin Yun would be penalized for that, he wasn't sure. What he did know was that staying any longer would put his life at risk.

So, for the sake of self-preservation, he decided that the sooner he left the ring, the better.

"Hahaha!"

"How mighty Lin Yun is!"

Underneath the ring, some cultivators burst into laughter at the scene.

"That serves you right for beating me earlier!"

The participant who had just been defeated by the retreating cultivator felt a wave of satisfaction, grunting and declaring his sentiment.

Yet immediately after, he felt a hint of regret.

What a pity it was that his opponent had completed their three matches and had swiftly decided to rest. If that cultivator hadn't fought three matches, or if he had been slower to react, the moment he started a battle with Lin Yun, he would be doomed. That would have been a sight to behold.

Such a pity, a real pity.

Meanwhile, on the ring...

"Hm? Has Lin Yun stabilized his realm?"

"He's started choosing opponents?"

The expressions of the top-ranked cultivators slightly changed as they whispered among themselves.

If Lin Yun's current record was anything to go by, once he began to challenge others, their names would swiftly find their way onto his list.

And which among them could stand against him?

If they were chosen as his target, they would be truly unlucky.

"I challenge you!"

It was at that moment that Lin Yun chose another participant, closing the distance in an instant and declared his challenge.

"I forfeit! I forfeit!"

This participant had not yet completed his three fights, and his record was close to Lin Yun's. He had been keeping an eye on Lin Yun. The moment Lin Yun appeared on his ring, he reflexively stepped back over the line, shouting his forfeiture.

The reason for his swift surrender... was because he had previously been defeated by Aolai Mubai...

The defeat had been brutal!

Even Aolai Mubai, who had unleashed dozens of Heaven's Punishment Thunders, had lost to Lin Yun so miserably, nearly dying in the process... How could he not be alarmed when Lin Yun sought him out?

As he surrendered, a bitter smile played on his lips.

His hard-won score was doomed to stand still.

From encountering Aolai Mubai to being targeted by Lin Yun, fortune certainly hadn't favored him.

His current score was an impressive thousand and seven consecutive victories.

If he had to start again, there was no guarantee he could replicate such an achievement.

And so, he resolved to retire from the competition at the end of this match.

However, having come this far, if he had merely fought one more match, he might have won even more time to continue his ascent of the Heavenly Principle Tower.

His upcoming opponents couldn't be weak either.

If he could win just one more match, the extra time gained for his ascent wouldn't be negligible.

Could any opponent be stronger than Lin Yun?

Now, everything was over...

How could he not be frustrated?

Lin Yun felt a bit conflicted.

The opponent surrendered without a fight... he didn't want to win like this...

But it seemed that his strength was simply overwhelming, and his near-murder of Aolai Mubai had terrified these participants.

All of this, it was simply because he was too strong. Because this competition required him to continually challenge others, what other choice did he have?

"The... achieved two thousand eight hundred... victories!"

The referee quickly climbed onto the platform to announce.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun's gaze shifted to the next chosen opponent, and he sprang into motion once more.

"I forfeit too! I forfeit too!"

That opponent also hastily cried out.

Once again, Lin Yun claimed a victory without a fight, securing over three thousand two hundred consecutive wins.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Lin is achieving his victories without a fight!"

"Impressive! Truly impressive!"

"To command such respect that no one dares to challenge him, that even all the geniuses are wary... What an imposing sight..."

Not far away, Xiao Chong and his group watched this unfold, expressing their admiration.

Compared to their own battles, which were all hard-fought struggles, wasn't the difference vast?

Would anyone surrender just at the sight of them? That was impossible!

After most of the day, many among them had only managed a handful of matches. Those who had fought a dozen or so matches were considered quite accomplished!

Even Xia Qingqing and Lin Mengmeng, who were considered quite formidable among their peers, had not had easy fights and had not accumulated many matches. Compared to Lin Yun, they fell far short!

"Damn... Lin Yun's score is almost matching mine, I need to get some rest... hurry up and rest..."

"I haven't fought three matches yet, I need to find someone to fight quickly to avoid Lin Yun!"

When Lin Yun was selecting his opponent, the contestants who ranked high in this level of the competition became frantic.

Some of those who hadn't yet entered the ring were deliberately stalling, but those who were already in a match and couldn't withdraw were in a tight spot.

"This match... it'd be better not to end it just yet. I'll wait until Lin Yun has chosen his target, then I can finish my match. The timing has to be right, I can't finish just when Lin Yun is ending a match... Damn it, these guys are too cowardly! Just surrendering the moment Lin Yun targets them, can't they hold on a little longer?

It makes it difficult to time things well..."

A high-ranking participant muttered to himself.

He didn't stop to consider that when faced with Lin Yun himself, he was the biggest coward, yet he dared to curse others for being so.

"Great Lord Lin, there are so many powerful opponents out there... why did you have to choose me..."

A top-ranked participant who had failed to escape in time watched Lin Yun step onto the ring, a bitter smile crept onto his face.

Since he was already a top-tier contestant in the universe, he naturally had a certain level of pride and confidence. Plus, he had observed that Lin Yun was generally polite in his interactions with others, so he wasn't paralyzed with fear.

Instead of surrendering immediately, he engaged Lin Yun in conversation.

Hearing his words, Lin Yun couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a bit embarrassed.

By using his strength to compete against these people, he was undoubtedly taking advantage of them.

"How about I not use the Bloodthirsty Sword when we fight?" Lin Yun suggested after some deliberation.

He said this, not out of arrogance, but because he had just broken through to Half Step Super Realm, and he was looking for an opponent to practice with and adjust to his current strength.

He had noted this man's prowess in earlier matches and was confident it fell well within his own capabilities.

"Hmm?"

The man was taken aback, having never expected Lin Yun to suggest such a compromise.

Not use the Bloodthirsty Sword?

To his own surprise, the idea tempted him.

He knew full well the immense power the Bloodthirsty Sword could confer upon a fighter. If Lin Yun didn't use the sword... His own powers were not to be underestimated. Perhaps they could indeed engage in combat.

"Shall we... give it a try?"

Adopting a probing tone, he carefully suggested beseechingly.

These words were quite a gamble in themselves. Although he had guessed Lin Yun to be amicable, who could predict what would transpire once a battle ensued?

What if Lin Yun broke his word and, in the heat of battle, struck him down with one stroke of his sword? Who would he complain to then?