Cosmic Trading System

Hearing Lin Yun's words, Xia Qingqing was taken aback.

She simply felt embarrassed to have those stronger opponents concede to her and had not considered this point.

Indeed, she had already felt that something was wrong, and upon hearing Lin Yun's words, she quickly came to a realization.

"So what should I do next..." Xia Qingqing said, feeling embarrassed.

"You can choose opponents who are strong but have mediocre scores, after all, if they fail, they have to start over just like..." Lin Yun said with a slight smile.

"Alright then!"

Xia Qingqing gave it some thought and nodded slightly.

At this moment, she understood that it was not the time for her to be embarrassed. To speak bluntly, any more embarrassment would seem affected. In order to allow Lin Yun to enter the Heavenly Principle Tower more at ease, they could not cause trouble for him.

"I concede..."

"I also concede..."

"Senior Lin is someone I admire greatly, I concede too..."

One after another, people conceded. Some, either out of pride or wishing to get acquainted with Lin Yun and those around him, even said some flattering words with a smile.

Before long, Xia Qingqing achieved incredibly high results.

Then came Lin Mengmeng... Lianshan... Huayang and the others...

Even when two or three, or three or four people competed together, every opponent they encountered did not dare to fight seriously.

At this point, the unfairness of the competition became apparent.

However, this was reality.

Those of humble origins, watching this scene, felt both bitterness and powerlessness.

They who were able to participate in this competition had been through much, and such incidents were all too familiar to them.

In the end, Xia Qingqing and the others all achieved results no less outstanding than Lin Yun's, whereas Lin Yun's score was the lowest.

"Wait here for a moment!" Lin Yun said.

As he spoke, he stomped his foot and his body flashed toward a stage.

However, there were no equal opponents left for him on the stage; those people had already stepped down, not daring to clash with Lin Yun or those around him, for if they didn't want to offend Lin Yun, they had no choice but to admit defeat.

It was better to wait for a while, after Lin Yun and his companions achieved satisfactory results and left the stage, then it would not be too late for them to go up.

Having a strong background is one thing, but it's another thing entirely if Lin Yun is watching from below.

Some people, despite their powerful backgrounds, may not be able to summon top-tier warriors to stand up for them, and even if they could, on one hand, their own strength is not negligible, and on the other, they too have their own backgrounds, so unless it's a special situation, they wouldn't fight to the death.

So, those with powerful backgrounds did not scare them, and they dared to fight.

However, Lin Yun was different. He had just slaughtered one of the fourth-tier Super Warriors and had injured another so severely that he had fled; had he not escaped quickly, he would have died right here.

Those two fourth-tier Super Warriors were both from one of the universe's three top-tier Super Warrior forces, the Firestone Family, which also had a Saint Warrior at its helm.

Against such a force, Lin Yun dared to offend them to death, and after offending them, he dared to compete here so leisurely.

Who among them dared to resist Lin Yun to the end?

"Aolai Mubai, come up here!"

Lin Yun's gaze swept around the crowd before settling on one person, and he spoke indifferently.

Previously, Aolai Mubai had schemed against him, causing him to take injury, and he had quickly started the next round of competition. Now that he had achieved quite good results, it was best to strip him of his score first; otherwise, if his score rose higher, he could no longer compete against those with much lower scores.

Although he was now somewhat disregarding the competition, it was still good to abide by some rules if possible.

Those with top-level scores generally have no low status. Just now, Lin Yun did not let Xia Qingqing and the others fight against these people, worrying that these people might rely on their status, and actually engage in a fight with Xia Qingqing and the others.

That might cause some trouble.

But now, taking action personally, he had no such concerns.

Hearing Lin Yun's words, Aolai Mubai below almost felt like vomiting blood.

He had tried his best to conceal himself in the crowd and had not gone up to the stage, yet Lin Yun still singled him out.

He had just recovered some of his score, and if he was defeated again, he would have to start all over.

Moreover… he was a monstrous genius from the Aolai Family, one of the universe's three great top-tier Super Warrior forces, with strength that could rival the most distinguished Super Warriors. Was he to just go up because Lin Yun said so? What did Lin Yun take him for?

"Lin Yun, don't go too far. I admit, I am not as strong as you, but I am still someone from the Aolai Family..." Aolai Mubai looked at Lin Yun, his face red with anger and yelled.

"Since you know you're not as strong as me, why aren't you up here already?" Lin Yun said coldly.

"Boom—"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yun flashed beneath his feet and appeared on a stage not far from Aolai Mubai. He struck out with his hand, and a powerful energy palm grabbed towards Aolai Mubai.

In a blink of an eye, Aolai Mubai was caught in his grip, and with a flick of his hand, Aolai Mubai was on the stage.

"What?"

"Damn!"

"Aolai Mubai was actually grabbed onto the stage by Lin Yun?"

Many Cultivators watching this scene were shocked and could not believe what they were seeing.

Especially those monstrous talents and Super Warrior judges who knew of Aolai Mubai's strength, his power may not have reached the second tier of the Super Realm, but compared to ordinary Super Warriors, he was certainly no average individual.