Chapter 42

Lin Xi remained silent, relying solely on his agile movements to engage Meng Jun in a skirmish. He unleashed over ten punches in succession, but each one was deflected by Meng Jun's sword.

Unable to land a punch on Meng Jun, the power of his attacks was significantly diminished.

After about twenty punches, Lin Xi finally gauged the strength of Meng Jun's sword. His figure flickered, and he retreated like lightning.

"Meng Jun, do you really think I can't deal with you? Today, I'll make you die with no regrets!"

This time, Lin Xi did not dodge. His aura changed, and his expression became stern, as a surging, ocean-like energy burst forth from his body.

"Embrace the Hundred Rivers!"

Lin Xi roared and suddenly launched a punch. In that instant, his aura became unfathomable, like a vast, immeasurable ocean. The air around him seemed to flow like a raging river, emitting a fierce aura.

When Lin Xi changed his technique, everyone in the hall was startled, feeling the vast and boundless intent of his punch.

"What kind of martial art is this?!"

Elder Long Li of the Lieryang Sect was shocked. Even from a distance, Lin Xi's punch intent affected him. The air in the entire hall seemed to become as thick as seawater.

As a major sect with nearly ten thousand disciples, the elders of the Lieryang Sect were well-versed in many things. However, none of them had ever seen a boxing technique with such vast and encompassing intent.

The ocean-like punch intent alone already surpassed all the boxing techniques of any sect. Even the Lieryang Sect's signature boxing technique paled in comparison to this overwhelming punch intent.

"Meng Jun, just accept your fate!"

With a roar, Lin Xi suddenly launched his attack.

Boom!

The ground shook, and the entire hall trembled violently in the wake of Lin Xi's punch. The air around Lin Xi boiled, transforming into millions of raging horses and dragons, neighing and roaring as they charged towards Meng Jun.

"How, how is this possible!"

Meng Jun's eyes were filled with deep fear. He had never seen such a powerful punch. His sword could scatter individual streams of energy, but it was useless against thousands of violent air currents.

In Lin Xi's shocking punch, Meng Jun felt like a small boat in a stormy sea, tossed and turned, completely powerless to resist.

"How can there be such a technique in this world?"

This was Meng Jun's last thought. The violent air currents, like a thousand galloping horses, rapidly expanded in his eyes and, in the blink of an eye, completely engulfed him.

Boom!

Meng Jun's body exploded, turning into dust.

"Second Elder!"

Elder Han Shizhong of the Lieryang Sect cried out in shock. He retreated, leaving the battlefield, and stared in shock at the place where Meng Jun had disappeared. His gaze towards Lin Xi was now filled with fear.

Meng Jun, armed with a sword, could not withstand Lin Xi's single punch.

"This, this... What kind of martial art is this!"

The two Dragon Force stage elders of the Lieryang Sect were pale, their minds deeply shaken.

Although Meng Jun was not extremely powerful, he was certainly not weak. A Vajra stage powerhouse could not even withstand one of Lin Xi's punches, leaving no trace behind.

This kind of palm power was terrifying, even the two Dragon Force stage elders felt a deep fear.

Lin Xi looked at the place where Meng Jun had disappeared, his eyes fixed on the dust in the air. Only when the last speck of dust settled did the light in his eyes dim.

Meng Jun, who colluded with the Lieryang Sect, deserved to die. Even if he were killed ten times, it would not be enough to quench his anger. But it was his aunt, Lin Ruyun, who was now in grave danger.

"Aunt, wait for me. I will definitely come to save you!"

Lin Xi regained his composure. The battle was still ongoing. He suddenly grabbed the sword that Meng Jun had dropped, threw it, and shouted:

"First Elder, catch!"

The First Elder, a formidable figure just one step away from the tenth level of the Thunderclap stage, caught the sword with ease, not giving the two Lieryang Sect elders a chance.

In that instant, the situation turned drastically against the Lieryang Sect.

"Boy, you're asking for death!"

One of the Lieryang Sect's Dragon Force stage elders was enraged and suddenly abandoned the First Elder to attack Lin Xi.

All the plans and steps had been ruined by Lin Xi. If it weren't for Lin Xi, the First Elder would have been executed, and Meng Jun would not have died, nor would the sword have fallen into the First Elder's hands.

Moreover, just the fact that Lin Xi had killed the Lieryang Sect's Third Prince and another Dragon Force stage elder was enough to make them want to kill him immediately.

Boom!

A golden-robed elder of the Lieryang Sect shot out, rushing towards Lin Xi. The moment he moved, the entire hall buzzed, and a dragon's roar and a tiger's howl echoed through the air.

His aura was extremely powerful, filling the heavens and earth, like a fierce dragon emerging from the sky.

Bang!

A large palm, like a pot lid, came down forcefully. The intense punch intent turned the air in the hall into a sea of fire. This was the Lieryang Sect's signature technique, the Crimson Flame Palm.

"Come on!"

Lin Xi did not dodge. With his current cultivation, dealing with Meng Jun was like suppressing a weaker opponent. Only by facing a true Dragon Force stage powerhouse head-on could he test his own strength.

Bang!

Lin Xi's body trembled, and he flipped his palm, using a heaven-supporting stance to meet the Dragon Force stage elder. The moment he moved, a scorching punch intent burned through the air, creating a sea of fire.

In the sea of fire, a low dragon's roar could be heard. Although it was not as powerful as the Dragon Force stage elder's, it was a clear sign that Lin Xi's strength had crossed into the Dragon Force stage.

"Crimson Flame Palm!"

Seeing Lin Xi use the Lieryang Sect's Crimson Flame Palm, the golden-robed elder of the Lieryang Sect was shocked. This fierce and dominant technique was the sect's signature move, never taught to outsiders. Yet, Lin Xi, an outsider, had somehow learned it.

He did not know that Lin Xi had obtained the palm technique from the body of Chi Yan Gong after killing him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a flash, Lin Xi and the Lieryang Sect elder seemed to transform into a small and a large dragon, exchanging blows over a dozen times. Within a radius of twenty zhang, flames raged, and the air seemed to be burning.

Each of their moves was powerful and heavy, completely abandoning defense, like two ancient beasts colliding madly.

Lin Xi's strength was only about ten thousand pounds, which was just the initial level of the Dragon Force stage. Compared to the Lieryang Sect elder, there was a clear gap.

Each palm from the Lieryang Sect elder felt like a mountain colliding. Lin Xi was forced to step back, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth. His body was covered in dents, bones collapsing under the elder's terrifying force, a terrifying sight.

But Lin Xi gritted his teeth and persevered, ignoring the pain, continuously striking the Lieryang Sect elder with punches and palm strikes.

On the surface, it seemed that Lin Xi was at a significant disadvantage.

The Lieryang Sect elder's strength was clearly superior, completely overwhelming Lin Xi. The muscles and skin of a Dragon Force stage powerhouse were incredibly strong, and Lin Xi's heavy blows left no marks on him.

"Brother, end this quickly, I can't hold on much longer!"

In the hall, the Lieryang Sect elder, who was fighting the First Elder Zhao Xiong, shouted. Zhao Xiong's strength was already superior to both of them, and he had obtained a Qi Condensation stage sword. If not for his severe injuries earlier, he would have been unstoppable.

"Quick... escape!—"

Unexpectedly, the Dragon Force stage elder, who seemed to have the upper hand and was about to end the fight, suddenly let out a deafening roar.

Just those two words seemed to drain all his strength.

"What!?"

The Lieryang Sect elder, who was waiting for support, was shocked and frightened by the roar.

He suddenly turned his head and saw a face twisted in pain, drenched in cold sweat, with bloodshot eyes.

"!!!"

The Lieryang Sect elder was shaken to his core, his mind blank, almost unable to think:

"How can this be?!"

Clearly, his brother had the upper hand; clearly, the opponent was just a young man with less strength; clearly, the young man was being beaten to a pulp, while his brother was unharmed...

Why was his brother calling for him to escape?

A quick glance revealed that although Lin Xi was at a disadvantage and retreating step by step, each of his punches, though leaving no marks on his brother's body, caused his brother to shudder in pain.

Especially when Lin Xi's joints crackled, the shudders became more pronounced, as if he was enduring intense pain.

"Quick, escape!—"

The golden-robed Dragon Force stage elder roared again, his mind and spirit exhausted. He felt he could not hold on much longer.

"Can you escape?"

Lin Xi's voice was cold. Although he seemed to be retreating step by step, his figure blocked the exit of the hall.

Between Dragon Force stage powerhouses, life and death were never decided by a few punches. Their strong vitality meant this would be a prolonged battle.

Lin Xi's strength was inferior to the Lieryang Sect elder, but his injuries were external, affecting his muscles, bones, and tendons. The Lieryang Sect elder, although receiving less force, was injured internally, affecting his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

Each of Lin Xi's punches contained internal boxing power. Every bit of his strength penetrated the elder's skin and shook his internal organs.

So, while the Lieryang Sect elder's body appeared unharmed, as if Lin Xi's strength could not hurt him, in reality, his injuries were far more severe than Lin Xi's.

Especially when Lin Xi used the "Triple Strike" technique, which multiplied his strength several times, the internal injuries became even more severe.

The destructive power of internal boxing far exceeded the imagination of the martial artists in this world!

In this prolonged battle, Lin Xi was destined to win from the beginning.

The timing was right; the elder's internal organs were severely damaged, and his strength was much weaker than at the start. Lin Xi finally unleashed his strongest boxing technique, sealing the victory.

"The battle is decided. Out of respect for a strong opponent, I will use my strongest technique to send you on your way!"

Lin Xi's eyes flashed with a bright light. He suddenly retracted his fist and then unleashed the most powerful boxing technique from the Ten Thousand Emperors Chart, the "Qi Swallowing Eight Desolates" punch.