Chapter 56

Unbelievable, incredible!

This was the greatest feeling of Zhang Yun, the outer disciple of the Divine Martial Gate!

Originally, he thought that after Lin Fei killed the bald bandit, his mystic energy would be almost depleted. Even if Lin Fei discovered their presence, they could still deal with him and eliminate any future threats.

However, fate did not favor them. Lin Fei had a hidden move, resulting in their heavy losses.

In just a few breaths, two of his junior brothers were either dead or injured, completely losing their fighting ability. Everything happened to Lin Fei.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Yun would never have believed that this scene could be created by Lin Fei, who had been a waste just three months ago. Even a genius might not have been able to do better.

Now that things had come to this, Zhang Yun's regret was of no use.

Their goal was Lin Fei. At this point, either Lin Fei would die, or they would. The logic was simple, and neither side would let the other go.

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"Good boy, no wonder you dared to challenge the senior brother. You must have had some extraordinary encounter, improving so rapidly. Considering our senior-brother relationship, if you hand over your secret, I might spare you a whole body," Zhang Yun sneered, his eyes greedy.

Zhang Yun also used a saber, a slender willow-leaf saber, skilled in the Willow-Leaf Saber Technique.

Swish, swish, swish.

Saber light flew everywhere, breaking the encirclement and rescuing his junior brother.

Lin Fei, who dared to kill a fellow disciple, had no intention of letting the other side go. Once his strength was exposed, he couldn't let them live.

Three months of training were not in vain. Lin Fei understood many truths.

In the Xuantian Continent, the world was ruled by strength. Just like the path of the strong, countless bones piled up, forming a road of bones that stretched endlessly, with unknown dangers.

If Lin Fei had shown mercy today, he might be the one lying on the ground. Being merciful was absolutely unacceptable.

"Who will kill who is still uncertain!"

Lin Fei's voice was cold. How could he not see that the other side was trying to save someone? He raised his palm saber again, the saber technique suddenly changing to the Thunderbolt Saber Technique. Five saber lights whistled out, turning into five blinding rays, slashing towards Zhang Yun.

On the mountain, Zhang Yun had already known that Lin Fei's saber technique was fierce. Now, seeing it with his own eyes, a surge of anger rose in his heart. Why wasn't such a fierce saber technique his, but that of a former waste? This was unforgivable.

Lin Fei's saber technique was fierce, and Zhang Yun dared not block it head-on. He slashed his willow-leaf saber, releasing three saber lights, but he overlooked one point: Lin Fei's attack was a feint.

"Damn!"

When Zhang Yun saw Lin Fei's smile, he realized he had neglected his junior brother behind him.

"No!"

Lin Fei wasn't targeting Zhang Yun but the outer disciple who had lost his fighting ability. Using a feint to draw Zhang Yun's attention, he then used the Wind Following Technique to get close and deliver a fatal blow.

"Bang!"

Lin Fei's saber slashed down. The disciple, who was at the Sixth Heaven of Martial Dao, hadn't even caught his breath when the saber light struck, ending his life. He couldn't understand how Lin Fei could break through his senior brother's attack.

"Ah, I'll kill you!"

Seeing his junior brother killed, Zhang Yun felt as if he had been slapped in the face. His face was twisted with rage, and he roared like a mountain flood.

If the first time could be excused, the second time should not have happened. Zhang Yun didn't expect Lin Fei to be so cunning, abandoning the attack on him and instead targeting his injured junior brother.

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Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

On the official road, two figures exchanged blows, saber light swirling, making it impossible to distinguish who was who. The situation was extremely dangerous.

In his anger, Zhang Yun's Willow-Leaf Saber Technique's power increased significantly. The saber light, like willow leaves, turned into white rays, blocking all possible escape routes.

But under such attacks, Zhang Yun became more and more alarmed.

The Willow-Leaf Saber Technique emphasized grace and lightness, like willow leaves. Normally, Lin Fei would have been dead long ago, but the current situation was different.

Lin Fei was like a gentle breeze. No matter how powerful the saber technique, it seemed to hit the target, but the next moment, Lin Fei narrowly avoided it. This happened repeatedly, undoubtedly eroding Zhang Yun's confidence.

"Damn, what kind of movement technique is this? Why can it keep dodging my attacks?"

Zhang Yun's face showed anxiety. His willow-leaf saber flickered, slashing from an angle that was perfectly calculated to injure Lin Fei.

"Clang!"

Just as he was about to hit, Lin Fei suddenly had a black long saber in his hand. A flash of cold light blocked Zhang Yun's confident attack.

Zhang Yun was shocked, his eyes twitching, looking at Lin Fei in disbelief, almost speechless.

"You... you actually have a Hundred Treasures Bag!"

A mere outer disciple having a Hundred Treasures Bag was shocking. Among the outer disciples of the Divine Martial Gate, almost no one had such a high-end item, and Lin Fei had one, which was another blow. This was a treasure that money couldn't buy.

Zhang Yun was tempted, his eyes greedier.

Lin Fei didn't waste words. The battle on the official road lasted only a moment. Better safe than sorry. If someone came, it wouldn't be good, and it might cause trouble. Lin Fei planned to end the fight quickly. Besides, the other side's momentum had already passed, just as the saying goes, "One drumbeat to raise morale, the second to weaken it, and the third to exhaust it."

"Thunderbolt Saber Technique!"

Lin Fei didn't dare to be careless against a Seventh Heaven of Martial Dao expert. The previous Seventh Heaven expert had underestimated him, which is why Lin Fei had easily killed him. This time, the other side was prepared.

The palm saber was already powerful. Seeing Lin Fei use a saber, Zhang Yun didn't dare to be careless. He took a step, his willow-leaf saber moving, deciding to take the initiative and prevent Lin Fei from using his saber technique.

"Willow Leaves Fluttering!"

If he had underestimated Lin Fei before, now he treated him as an equal, no longer underestimating him.

Zhang Yun used his trump card, a new and terrifying saber technique he had learned. Originally, he planned to use it in the half-year competition as a secret killing move, but now he had to use it early.

Before Lin Fei's saber technique could be unleashed, the dangerous aura made Zhang Yun feel uneasy.

Zhang Yun's trump card was very dominant.

When he used Willow Leaves Fluttering, Zhang Yun transformed into a willow leaf. The entire area was filled with willow-leaf saber lights, as if he had hidden himself within the saber lights, extremely dangerous.

"Such a powerful saber technique, almost reaching the level of a初级战技, but unfortunately, this saber technique doesn't reach the speed of the wind. Otherwise, it would truly be a killing move!"

Through constant killing and hunting beasts, Lin Fei's insight had improved significantly. Despite Zhang Yun's powerful saber technique, it still had many flaws, not a perfect move, with certain defects.

Speed was the biggest defect.

Coincidentally, speed was Lin Fei's greatest advantage.

"Break!"

Lin Fei's saber moved.

"Great Thousand Leaves Saber Technique!"

This saber technique, like the Willow-Leaf Saber Technique, also emphasized speed, but its power surpassed the Willow-Leaf Saber Technique. It was a low-grade yellow-class saber technique, and its power was evident.

"Slash!"

"Slash!!"

"Slash!!!"

With a swift movement, Lin Fei slashed three times into the air. These three slashes were not random but formed an encirclement, each one blocking a different area. In other words, Lin Fei's three slashes actually changed his position three times.

"Thud!"

A muffled sound echoed, and a shadow fell, ragged and disheveled. Three neat wounds appeared on his originally neat clothes.

Zhang Yun spat out blood, looking at the wounds on his chest in disbelief, "How did you find my hiding place?"

"Speed, your saber technique couldn't reach the necessary speed, and in my eyes, it was full of flaws. Showing off in front of an expert, let me show you what true speed is!"

Lin Fei's saber moved swiftly, the saber light flashing like white light.

Ten saber lights.

Zhang Yun's pupils dilated. He barely blocked three saber lights, but the incredibly fast saber lights were impossible to predict. The speed was too fast, and he couldn't react, his limbs unable to coordinate.

This was the manifestation of speed reaching its limit!

The clouds moved, the wind drifted.

"Such a fast saber!"

Zhang Yun seemed to lose his soul. The blinding sunlight made him feel cold, not just a little cold. As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell, dead.