Chapter 11

Seeing Wang Yuehe's attack so fierce, Lin Xi did not engage him head-on. He just kept dodging.

"Advance and Retreat in a Chain!"

"Swallow Skimming Water!"

...

Lin Xi circled around Wang Yuehe, his movements not particularly fast but exquisitely precise. Each timing he chose was perfect, hitting the gaps and vulnerabilities in Wang Yuehe's boxing techniques.

In the grand hall, the elders like Meng Jun and Wei Buping initially nodded in approval at Wang Yuehe's powerful and awe-inspiring strikes. But gradually, they began to feel something was off.

Wang Yuehe, despite his great strength, failed to land a single blow on Lin Xi, no matter how much effort he put in. Such expansive and open moves were the most energy-consuming. Over time, his stamina would inevitably decline. In contrast, Lin Xi's eyes were bright, his expression calm. Even when at a disadvantage, he remained composed, always ready to seize an opportunity to strike.

His grasp of combat opportunities was impeccable. Wang Yuehe's attacks were like a storm, but not a single one hit Lin Xi. This effortless and composed evasion demonstrated a level of combat skills, experience, and awareness that was truly terrifying.

To be fair, Wang Yuehe's martial arts were not the highest among the Five Thunder Sect disciples, but they were certainly not low. His understanding of martial arts and techniques far exceeded that of ordinary people. However, compared to Lin Xi, he appeared clumsy and inadequate.

The elders even suspected that they were witnessing a battle-hardened grandmaster of martial arts!

"Raging Sea and Surging Waves!"

Wang Yuehe, now enraged, roared and swung both fists, launching a storm of attacks that immediately swept towards Lin Xi.

"Right now!"

Lin Xi's eyes lit up. The moment Wang Yuehe's momentum was strongest was also when his defenses were weakest. Without hesitation, Lin Xi launched a counterattack, putting everything he had into it.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Lin Xi's steps were like lightning, quickly closing the distance with Wang Yuehe. Then, with his right hand, he executed the move "Black Dragon Strikes the Pillar," aiming for Wang Yuehe's ribs. The wind whistled sharply as Lin Xi's right fist shot out like a venomous dragon.

"Hahaha, Lin Xi, you finally stopped running!"

Seeing Lin Xi punch, Wang Yuehe, undaunted, stepped forward and countered with an iron fist that shot out like lightning.

Boom!

Wang Yuehe's punch struck the air, creating a shockwave. Just as it was about to hit, Lin Xi's shoulders sank, and he executed the move "White Ape Offering a Peach."

His body curled, and his right hand extended, like a white ape offering a peach.

Wang Yuehe's punch, which was aimed at Lin Xi's head, missed by a foot due to Lin Xi's sudden movement, passing over his head and hitting nothing. The timing was so perfect that it seemed as if Wang Yuehe had intended to hit nothing.

Boom!

At the same moment, Lin Xi's fist landed heavily on Wang Yuehe.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing Lin Xi's punch hit Wang Yuehe, Elder Wei Buping's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Phew!"

Elder Meng Jun let out a long breath, his heart, which had been on edge, finally relaxing.

"Lin Xi lost!"

In the grand hall, the same thought flashed through the minds of the watching elders and disciples. To be fair, Lin Xi's displayed strength was indeed surprising. But that was all.

The gap was the gap!

Fifth-stage Tough Skin martial artists were known for their copper-like skin and iron-like bones, impervious to blades and bullets. Even if they stood still, a Fourth-stage Iron Bone expert's attack would not harm them. This was not just a saying!

The strong skin membrane of a Tough Skin martial artist gave them an astonishing resistance to attacks, allowing them to ignore any attack from a lower-stage martial artist!

This was the ironclad rule recognized in the sect world!

Boom!

Sure enough, the moment Lin Xi's right fist hit Wang Yuehe, his body's surface, like a highly elastic leather, sank in. Ripples spread out from the point of impact.

At the same time, a continuous suction force was generated at the point of impact, and layers of skin membranes enveloped Lin Xi's fist, like a vortex, firmly pulling it in.

With the attack failing to break through the defense, Lin Xi's situation was almost certainly a loss.

However, Lin Xi's eyes remained bright, and his expression remained calm. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lin Xi finally revealed his fangs.

"Short Punch!!"

Lin Xi roared inwardly. At the point of contact with Wang Yuehe, his right fist suddenly made three crisp sounds. Then, an incredible force erupted from Lin Xi's fist, piercing through Wang Yuehe's tough skin membrane and blasting into his body.

"Ah! ——"

Wang Yuehe's eyes widened in shock, as if struck by lightning. In the moment Lin Xi exerted his force, Wang Yuehe felt an excruciating pain. He let out a loud cry, spewing blood, and flew out like a broken kite, crashing into a pillar and falling to the ground.

"What!!"

Elders Meng Jun, Wei Buping, Han Shizhong, and Duan Yimei jumped up from their seats, their faces showing disbelief.

"Impossible!!"

Meng Jun's eyes widened in anger, and he shouted in shock.

Rustle!

The Five Thunder Sect disciples in the grand hall, after a moment of silence, suddenly erupted in chaos.

"What did I just see?! Lin Xi actually defeated Wang Yuehe! A Third-stage martial artist defeated a Fifth-stage martial artist?!"

"Miracle! Defeating someone two stages higher... How did he do it?!"

"Tough Skin martial artists have copper-like skin and iron-like bones, with a tough and resilient skin membrane. Lin Xi's punch clearly broke through Wang Yuehe's defense, so why did Wang Yuehe lose?..."

...

All the Five Thunder Sect disciples who witnessed this were as if slapped in the face. Lin Xi's performance completely颠覆了他们的认知。

Under the pillar in the grand hall, Wang Yuehe lay on the ground, leaning against the pillar. He was not unconscious, nor did he stand up. Blood kept flowing from his mouth, and he stared at Lin Xi in the distance with eyes full of fear, his body trembling.

He was seriously injured, but not to the point of losing his fighting ability. However, Lin Xi's last punch, which defied all logic, completely shattered his confidence and courage. No one knew better than he did how terrifying that punch was!

Everyone in the grand hall was deeply shocked, momentarily forgetting the injured Wang Yuehe. It was Elder Duan Yimei who quickly walked over, examined him, and waved his hand.

"He is seriously injured and can no longer fight. —— Carry him away for treatment."

Several Five Thunder Sect disciples came over and immediately carried him out.

"Now, is there anyone who still thinks I am not qualified to be the Young Master?"

Lin Xi stood proudly in the center, ignoring the carried-away Wang Yuehe. His face was slightly pale, but his body remained straight. The light in his eyes was intimidating.

The grand hall was silent. If the previous Lin Xi was considered a waste in the eyes of the Five Thunder Sect disciples, then now, no one dared to underestimate this "waste" anymore.

In the sect world, the strong prey on the weak, and only the strong deserve respect. Without a doubt, Lin Xi had won respect through his actions.

"Xixi..."

Lin Ruyun also stood up from her seat. She had many surprises in her heart, but more importantly, she felt excitement and joy. The dream of "hoping the nephew becomes a dragon" had been a recurring one for her. But only now did it feel so close.

"Since everyone is here, I will announce another secret."

Lin Xi looked around and did not step down. The moment he spoke, he immediately captured everyone's attention.

"Everyone must be wondering. I wasted six years in martial arts, and my strength clearly regressed. Why did I suddenly become so powerful?"

Everyone held their breath, their eyes shining. In fact, this was everyone's question.

"Because... for the past six years, I have been secretly poisoned, making my body weak and unable to practice martial arts! However, I have now cured the poison. The strong me, free from the poison, is the real me!"

Lin Xi's voice thundered in the silent grand hall, echoing and deafening.

Boom!

The moment these words were spoken, the shock was even greater than when Lin Xi defeated Wang Yuehe. The Great Elder, who had been sitting at the top of the grand hall, with his eyes closed and seemingly about to fall asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the air to Lin Xi. The light in his eyes was brighter than the stars.

The grand hall was in chaos. The shock caused by what Lin Xi said was even greater than when he defeated Wang Yuehe.

"What! Such a thing actually happened!"

"No wonder he wasted six years in martial arts and suddenly couldn't practice anymore, it was because he was poisoned!!"

"Who has the nerve to poison the successor of the Five Thunder Sect!"

"Too audacious! If this is true, it is an outrageous act that will trigger a manhunt by our entire sect!"

...

The crowd was enraged. The Lin Xi of the past was not like this. Although everyone now called him a waste, everyone knew that the Lin Xi before the incident was a genius. Otherwise, he wouldn't have reached the Body Tempering stage at such a young age.

What truly enraged the crowd was that if someone could subtly incapacitate Lin Xi, they could do the same to anyone else. This was the reason for everyone's fear.

"Lin Xi, are you sure of what you are saying!"

At this moment, the Great Elder, who had been sitting at the top of the grand hall, slowly stood up and looked at Lin Xi. Initially, he looked like an old man on the verge of death. But the moment he stood up, a massive aura surged from him, like a tidal wave.

At that moment, everyone felt as if the one standing up was not an old man but a terrifying dragon. The immense spiritual pressure was almost suffocating.

The auras of the other elders of the Five Thunder Sect were powerful, but in front of the Great Elder, they were like weak flames.

Everyone could feel the anger hidden in the Great Elder's heart.