225: Chapter 8 Are You Worthy?
225: Chapter 8 Are You Worthy?
“Boom!”
At the south gate of the Great Chu Imperial City, a thunderous sound erupted.
Countless steeds neighed, rearing up.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lin Yu suddenly opened his eyes, thrust out his fist, and collided with a punch from the little fellow in front of him.
He grunted, taking a step back.
Elsewhere.
Duan Zhao fared much worse, being blown backwards a dozen yards by the formidable burst of energy.
His toes tapped the ground several times before he finally managed to retreat back into the compartment of the rapidly approaching carriage.
Xie Xuanyi had already stepped back from the position of driving the horse carriage, retreating into the cabin himself, allowing the steeds to run freely.
He merely used his Divine Thought to manipulate the talismans attached to the carriage to control the general direction.
Holding the little fellow by the collar with one hand, he wielded the energy of the Undying Spring to wander through Duan Zhao’s body meridians and acupoints.
A martial artist of the Golden Body Eightfold Heaven indeed had an overbearingly powerful strike.
Although hastily executed, this punch still contained an immense force, leaving Duan Zhao’s entire body’s qi in disarray!
But in just an instant.
Merely a moment.
Xie Xuanyi’s hand swept over, completely smoothing out the disrupted qi, and he silently bestowed a wisp of Undying Spring Water Vapor.
“Eh?”
The little fellow let out a light sound of surprise, tilting his head to look at the young mountain master.
For some reason, he felt a vigorous vitality within his body beginning to spread wildly.
The Wind and Thunder Bracelet seemed to have absorbed an incredible nourishment, trembling fiercely as it sent ecstatic thunderous cheers toward his Heart Lake.
“Announce your words, report your realm, ask to exchange blows, and then…
just go ahead and fight.”
Xie Xuanyi spoke calmly, “If he bullies you by relying on his Golden Body Eightfold Heaven, I will look down on martial sects my entire life.”
“Good!”
Duan Zhao had waited for this moment, for far too long.
Two whole months.
Every day training at Lotus Peak was just to take a beating!
After all, he had practiced martial arts for over a decade…
His heart’s knowledge of the fist techniques had not yet been converted into sword techniques, and using the Sword Dao to contend with Xu Nianning, he had not the slightest ability to fight back.
Having felt so stifled for so long, his greatest wish for this trip was to find an opponent to “vent” on properly!
Without a doubt, the Golden Body Eightfold Heaven guy in front of him was the best opponent!
The little fellow once again charged out of the carriage, but this time he wasn’t reckless.
Instead, he flipped onto the top of the carriage, stood in a horse stance, and then his voice spread loudly like a bell.
“Da Sui Sword Palace’s Lotus Peak, Golden Body Realm First Layer, challenges Martial Sect to exchange blows!”
Announce words!
Report realm!
Ask to exchange blows!
Duan Zhao dutifully followed the teachings, without a single mistake.
Following that, a “bang” sounded on top of the carriage.
The little fellow vanished into thin air again, appearing directly at the city gate entrance, aiming a punch at Lin Yu’s abdomen!
“Where did this freak come from?”
Lin Yu’s expression darkened, never expecting that while waiting for Xie Zhen at the south city gate, what he would end up facing was such an odd little guy.
What kind of monsters did Da Sui Sword Palace recruit this year?
Someone of this age at the Golden Body Realm was a bit too extraordinary, right?
With a bang.
The two exchanged blows once again, but this time, Lin Yu did not overwhelm Duan Zhao with a crushing force.
Both took several steps back, almost on equal footing.
The other party had announced his realm, Golden Body First Layer.
The entire Great Chu Imperial City knew that he, Lin Yu, was a disciple of the Golden Body Eightfold Heaven Martial Sect.
If he had to rely on his realm to crush a child of the First Layer in today’s battle…
where would the Martial Sect’s honor lie?
Martial Artists, though they cultivate their bodies,
must keep their Divine Souls clean to shape the “Divine Embryo.”
This is what is meant by a child’s pure heart.
Lin Yu did not want to use his cultivation level to oppress the Golden Body Realm youth in front of him.
“Kid, I’m waiting here today specially for a fight with Xie Zhen!” he said coldly.
“I advise you to know your place, move away.
With your cultivation, you are not yet qualified to contend with me.”
“You want to fight with the young master of the mountain?” Duan Zhao withdrew his fists and stood up, shaking his head calmly, “I am sorry, but you’ll have to get through me first…
With your cultivation, you are also not qualified to fight him.”
Sitting in the carriage at a distance, Xie Xuanyi, upon hearing these words, nodded in satisfaction.
Very good, very promising.
Worthy son of the Island Master of Wangyou Island, indeed talented.
In this regard, much better than the bumbling tiger.
Xie Xuanyi lifted the curtain of the carriage, looking towards the top of the city gate, at Qin Wanyang, who was leaning on the parapet watching the show, he made no attempt to hide his amusement, returning the gaze with a smile.
“Young Master Qin, this doesn’t seem very appropriate, does it?” Xie Xuanyi said calmly through a voice transmission.
“As a newcomer to the Imperial City, is this the ‘hospitality’ of the Qin Family?”
“Brother Xie jokes, this has nothing to do with me,” Qin Wanyang replied with a smile, his voice transmitted.
“Lin Yu’s challenge at the city gate today represents the Martial Sect…
The conflict between Martial Sect and Sword Palace has nothing to do with my Qin Family.”
Nothing to do with it?
Xie Xuanyi chuckled and said no more, dropping the curtain.
This Qin youngster…
really thinks that he can fool someone who hasn’t seen much of the world with a few words.
Today’s challenge at the city gate.
Without vigilance on my part, a real fight would definitely put one at a disadvantage.
He was the number one of the younger generation of Da Sui Sword Palace, and even if Lin Yu, the second place winner of the “Martial Sect tournament”, lost, it would not be shameful.
But if Xie Xuanyi lost, the reputation of the Sword Palace would surely be shattered.
Though the likelihood of that happening was virtually nil.
But for “Xie Zhen,” defeating Lin Yu would bring no benefit at all.
Furthermore, if a fierce conflict with the Martial Sect were to happen on the first day of entering the city, the hope of Xie Xuanyi having a “stable” time in the Imperial City would be thoroughly dashed.
Fortunately.
He had brought along a sixteen-year-old of the Golden Body Realm on this trip.
…
…
The battle at the city gate was extremely fierce.
Sweat was already beading on Lin Yu’s forehead.
He had intended to suppress his cultivation level and take down this youngster quickly before challenging Xie Zhen…
but the more they fought, the more he realized something was wrong.
The fist techniques of this youngster, learned from who knows where, were truly formidable.
The style shifted extremely quickly!
The initial moves were indistinct and traceless, ghostly in nature!
The following moves, wide open and exceedingly fierce, could only be met with brute force!
The thought of a “quick battle and quick decision” had been completely shattered.
Lin Yu was still stubbornly holding onto the Martial Artist’s “prideful heart,” suppressing his realm to fight the youngster before him in the same realm…
but the more they fought, the more passive he became, the more he found himself at a disadvantage!
Unknowingly, they had already fought over a hundred rounds.
Lin Yu’s whole body was drenched in sweat; he was left with only the ability to parry!
How terrifying was this situation?
Putting aside realms, he possessed the rich actual combat experience of Martial Sect cultivation, as well as an unadulterated understanding of the martial path!
When fighting across a reduced realm, he should be completely dominating!
How could he… be unable to defeat this youngster?
“Brother Lin!”
At the city tower, Qin Wanyang, who had been watching the battle for a long time, realized something was amiss.
He laughed loudly and spoke, “Why continue to lower your realm to practice ‘fist techniques’ with this child, when the one you are looking for is Xie Zhen?”
The term ‘fist techniques’ lightly glossed over Lin Yu’s embarrassing predicament.
He had come here today to see a direct conflict erupt between the Martial Sect and Xie Zhen…
Regardless of the outcome of Lin Yu’s fight, as long as it took place, it would be considered achieving his goal.
If Lin Yu was just fighting with this child, then those two “Divine Origin Pills” would indeed be somewhat of a waste.
“Huff…”
Lin Yu clenched his teeth.
The veins on his forehead bulged.
When had he ever endured such a humiliation?
Being pressured in a fight by a wet-behind-the-ears youngster!
Even a mud Bodhisattva has a temper, let alone a hot-headed martial artist!
Lin Yu took a deep breath and made a decision.
He stopped suppressing his own blood and qi.
By merely loosening the suppression and throwing a single punch, he sent Duan Zhao flying away.
Alas, only one realm was lifted.
While it could regain him the upper hand, it failed to conclude the fight decisively.
Bang!
The youngster kicked against the wall, shot back like a cannonball, and charged at Lin Yu again.
After being repeatedly sent flying three or four times, he returned each time with the same ferocity and fearlessness.
It had to be said, Duan Zhao’s fighting style was extremely tenacious, much like a piece of cowhide candy, sticky, and not easily shaken off—
“Enough already?”
Lin Yu roared furiously, finally losing his rationality.
With this punch, he did not suppress any realm; instead, he struck with all his might from the Eighth Layer of the Golden Body Realm.
Boom!
This time, the youngster managed a cross-armed block, but was still sent flying like a kite with its string cut, crashing back into the carriage.
Xuanyi still caught Duan Zhao timely, his Divine Thought calming the boiling blood and qi that raged chaotically within the boy’s body.
But this fierce battle of hundreds of rounds in front of the city gates, for Duan Zhao, was immensely consuming.
The strand of “Undying Spring Water Vapor” that was gifted was completely exhausted.
Beyond that.
The youngster’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with dense networks of veins that all surfaced.
He was fighting mad.
“Hiss…”
Duan Zhao bit his teeth, still wanting to stand up and rush out to continue the fierce battle, but his legs uncontrollably trembled.
Clearly, he had reached his limit.
“You should rest well.”
Xuanyi patted the youngster’s head with a touch of concern, softly speaking.
This battle was, for Duan Zhao… a considerable stroke of fortuity.
Martial artists need to regularly test their skills in combat.
For Duan Zhao, Lin Yu’s constrained fight was a good thing; at least within the Sword Palace, he would not find such an opponent.
Despite appearing “tragic,” with the Undying Spring Water Vapor present, Duan Zhao’s acupoints and meridians, all his foundations, were as strong as gold, completely undamaged.
This fight was all gain and no loss.
Divine Thought swept past.
The exhausted young man swayed and fell asleep the moment he lay down.
This time, it was Xuanyi’s turn to step forward.
He pulled back the curtain of the carriage.
Xuanyi looked at Lin Yu, who stood panting heavily at the city gate, and calmly asked, “Was that recent test of skills not a bit too much of a bullying for the Martial Sect?”
“…”
Lin Yu gradually regained his clarity.
He looked at his fists, somewhat regretful that he hadn’t controlled his strength and had released all his realm’s suppression at the end.
The youngster was really too clingy.
“That was not my intention.”
Lin Yu took a deep breath and stared at Xie Zhen, his tone becoming cold, “The one I sought to test skills with was not him… If the true person concerned had not delayed in stepping forward, how could it have come to such an outcome?”
“So, it’s all my fault?”
Xuanyi chuckled.
He glanced at Lin Yu and then at Qin Wanyang on the city wall.
“I am now the young master of Lotus Peak…everything I do represents the Sword Palace.”
Xuanyi shook his head, his tone growing colder, “If everyone comes to me to test their skills, to ask about the Sword Dao, am I to accept them all?
Lin Yu, have you considered your own status, questioning me, are you even worthy?”
When he said this, Lin Yu’s face changed drastically.
He was second in the Martial Sect competition!
Below one, above tens of thousands!
“What did you say?!”
The Golden Body Eighth Layer martial artist’s aura suddenly surged.
Facing Xie Zhen, he had no need for any more restraints.
The golden blood and qi surged like a raging sea!
“I said, you are not worthy to ask me to test skills.”
Xuanyi spoke indifferently, “… and the same goes for your eldest senior brother.”
“Presumptuous!”
Lin Yu could no longer hold back; his figure instantly disappeared from the city gate.
Xuanyi also vanished before the carriage.
The next moment.
“???”
Qin Wanyang, who had been enjoying the scene from the city wall, suddenly had a drastic change in expression.
He looked up as if he’d seen a ghost, only to hear an extremely crisp explosion in the sky, as two ghostly figures collided, without the expected evenly matched power clash that was imagined.
Lin Yu, as if struck by lightning, vomited a mouthful of blood and, like a kite with its string cut, was flung sideways through the air.
Defeated in an instant, he was tossed aside.
And the place he was heading… happened to be where Qin Wanyang stood.