Chapter 10 of 10
Chapter 10
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"You don't need to worry about my affairs, Zhao Gang."
A cold glint flashed in Lin Yan's eyes as he directly looked at the crystal flower fruit on the tree and said, "I want this crystal flower fruit. If you don't want to die, then scram quickly."
"What did you say?" Zhao Gang was taken aback by Lin Yan's words and only recovered after a moment, unable to help but sneer, "Do you think I won't dare to deal with you just because you're the young master of the Lin family? Humph! You're just a piece of trash."
As he spoke, Zhao Gang glanced at a junior member of the Zhao family and said, "Zhao Qi, go over and show him what 'trash' really means. Don't disappoint me."
"Brother Gang, don't worry. He's just a third-rank warrior, a piece of trash. I can take care of him with one hand."
Zhao Qi stepped forward, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Trash! Don't be arrogant without any strength!"
Zhao Qi suddenly sped up, a fierce look on his face as he charged at Lin Yan. He clenched his hand into a fist and struck directly at Lin Yan's head.
Facing Zhao Qi's attack, Lin Yan's expression remained unchanged.
After this period of training, his combat experience was quite rich.
Moreover, due to the influence of the Life and Death Coffin on his soul, his perception was much stronger than that of people at the same level.
Although Zhao Qi's attack speed was quite fast, it was full of flaws in Lin Yan's eyes.
Slap!
Lin Yan reached out and accurately slapped Zhao Qi's arm.
"Ouch!"
Struck by Lin Yan's palm, Zhao Qi immediately drew in a sharp breath. Looking down, he saw a clear five-finger mark on the spot where he had been hit.
Bang!
Lin Yan didn't give Zhao Qi any time to recover. He clenched his hand into a fist and struck Zhao Qi's chest with a powerful punch.
Puff!
Lin Yan's punch was extremely powerful. When it hit Zhao Qi, it sent him flying. Before he even hit the ground, Zhao Qi couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. He finally landed in a sorry state after crashing into a tree behind him.
"How is this possible?"
This scene caused Zhao Gang and the other Zhao family disciple to change their expressions.
Especially Zhao Gang, whose brows furrowed tightly.
"Are you... a fifth-rank warrior?"
Zhao Qi lay on the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted in shock.
"Fifth-rank warrior?"
Zhao Gang's pupils constricted, not expecting Lin Yan to have already reached the fifth-rank warrior level.
Although Zhao Qi was only a fifth-rank warrior, his strength was quite formidable at that level. Even if Zhao Gang himself were to fight Zhao Qi, he might not be able to defeat him so easily.
"It must be because Zhao Qi was too careless!"
"But how could this kid, who awakened a trash soul like a coffin, advance from a third-rank warrior to a fifth-rank warrior in such a short time? Could he have some treasure on him?"
Zhao Gang's thoughts raced, and he quickly came to a conclusion.
He believed that Lin Yan must have some treasure that could rapidly enhance his strength; otherwise, it would be impossible for him to advance so quickly after awakening a trash soul.
Thinking of this, Zhao Gang's eyes were filled with greedy heat.
As long as he killed Lin Yan, the treasure on Lin Yan's body would naturally become his.
"A fifth-rank warrior, advancing very quickly. However, Lin Yan, if you think that being a fifth-rank warrior is enough to deal with me, then you are too naive," Zhao Gang said coldly.
A hint of a cold smile appeared on Lin Yan's face as he said calmly, "I already gave you a chance. Since you didn't take the opportunity to leave, you are destined to leave your life here."
Whoosh!
As he finished speaking, Lin Yan didn't waste any more time. He stepped forward and quickly charged at Zhao Gang.
"Humph! We'll see how arrogant you are when I beat you to the ground!"
Seeing Lin Yan charge at him, Zhao Gang also sneered, then his body trembled as his aura burst forth, and he charged at Lin Yan.
Bang!
Lin Yan's and Zhao Gang's fists collided like two stones.
Zhao Gang's mouth twitched, not expecting Lin Yan's strength to be so powerful. No wonder Zhao Qi was so easily defeated by Lin Yan earlier.
It wasn't because Zhao Qi was careless, but because Lin Yan truly had far superior strength.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two of them attacked each other fiercely, the low, heavy sounds of their collisions echoing continuously. Dust was kicked up from the ground, enveloping both of them.
Bang!
Another low, heavy sound echoed.
Then, both Lin Yan and Zhao Gang retreated from the dusty area.
What shocked Zhao Qi and the others was that Zhao Gang had retreated further than Lin Yan!
"How can this be?"
Zhao Qi and the others drew deep breaths, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Zhao Gang was a sixth-rank warrior, while Lin Yan was only a fifth-rank warrior. Even if they were just comparing physical strength, how could Zhao Gang be at a disadvantage against Lin Yan?
Of course, the shock wasn't limited to Zhao Qi and the others. Even Zhao Gang, as the one directly engaging Lin Yan, had an expression of disbelief.
After personally fighting Lin Yan, he realized that Lin Yan was not as easy to deal with as other fifth-rank warriors.
Especially Lin Yan's physical strength, which was significantly stronger than his, even though he had been a sixth-rank warrior for some time.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been injured in the last collision with Lin Yan.
"It seems I underestimated you."
Zhao Gang's eyes turned dark, and then he continued, "But you awakened a trash soul. Today, I will show you how important a powerful soul is for a cultivator. Your trash soul is destined to lead to your complete defeat."
Boom!
With a thought, Zhao Gang summoned his soul.
Squawk!
Zhao Gang's soul was a majestic eagle. As soon as it appeared above his head, it let out a piercing cry, its eagle eyes locking onto Lin Yan, ready to strike at any moment.
"Die!"
Zhao Gang's eyes narrowed, and he pointed at Lin Yan. The eagle on his head immediately spread its wings and flapped them, its entire body darting toward Lin Yan like an arrow released from a bow. Its sharp talons, gleaming with a cold light, aimed directly at Lin Yan's head.
Such sharp talons, if they really grabbed his head, would surely tear it open!