The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1289 - Chapter 1289 Chapter 1388 A Match of Equals

Chapter 1289: Chapter 1388: A Match of Equals Chapter 1289: Chapter 1388: A Match of Equals “I didn’t expect to encounter you here,” Fang Lin said, having recovered from his initial surprise.

The purple-clad young woman was indeed Yin Wuyan, the Talent of the Seven Seas Confucian Sect and a disciple of Situ Yue. She had once appeared in Qing Nation’s Sea Guarding City, and single-handedly battled against several Talents, including Fang Lin and Jian Qingshan. Her performance was so astonishing that even Fang Lin at the time was greatly shocked.

But since then, Fang Lin had never seen Yin Wuyan again, nor had he heard of her appearance in the wars between the two lands.

However, today, here in The Forest of Mist, he met Yin Wuyan once again.

“What’s your name again?” Yin Wuyan couldn’t quite remember Fang Lin’s name and asked with some confusion.

Fang Lin responded with an odd expression, “In Qing Nation’s Sea Guarding City, I once fought with you, have you forgotten?”

Yin Wuyan’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, showing a moment of contemplation. After a long while, she finally remembered, “You’re Fang Lin, right?”

Fang Lin nodded helplessly.

Seeing that she had guessed correctly, Yin Wuyan’s face broke into a smile.

“Why are you here?” Fang Lin couldn’t smile, instead, his tone became somewhat sharp as he asked.

Yin Wuyan didn’t care about Fang Lin’s tone and answered frankly, “I’m here to look for something.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin was struck by the thought that Yin Wuyan was also here searching for an item. Could her purpose be the same as Hidden Kill Hall, looking for a bow?

“What are you looking for here?” Fang Lin asked again.

Yin Wuyan looked at Fang Lin, “Why should I tell you?”

Fang Lin laughed coldly, “This is the territory of the Nine Countries. Aren’t you afraid that I, a Martial Artist from the Nine Countries, will capture you, a lone person from the Seven Seas Confucian Sect?”

Yin Wuyan pouted, “You can’t beat me anyway.”

Hearing this, Fang Lin immediately got annoyed. He had long wanted to battle Yin Wuyan again to see if there was still a gap between them.

“Take my fist!” Without any further words, Fang Lin made his move, unleashing the Kylin Fist.

With Fang Lin’s current cultivation, the Kylin Fist he wielded now was incomparable in power to before. He thought that there were very few Martial Artists with a Spirit Bone who could withstand his punch.

Yin Wuyan, seeing Fang Lin’s attack, remained completely composed and casually raised her palm to meet the incoming fist.

Bang!

Their fist and palm collided. Fang Lin’s expression changed as he took three steps back, while Yin Wuyan, also showing a look of surprise, retreated two and a half steps.

“You’ve gotten much stronger since before,” Yin Wuyan commented with some surprise.

Fang Lin, however, furrowed his brows slightly. His strength had completely transformed since that time in Sea Guarding City. Now, in a confrontation with Yin Wuyan, he wasn’t defeated in just a few moves like before.

Even so, in this exchange, Fang Lin still didn’t gain any advantage, instead, it was Yin Wuyan who seemed to have the upper hand.

“Again!” Fang Lin said, as his figure leapt forward, instantly closing the distance to Yin Wuyan.

Yin Wuyan countered calmly, continuously throwing out punches and palms. She didn’t even use any profound Confucian Martial Arts, yet she was already on par with Fang Lin, in a deadlock that was difficult to break.

“Your fists are really hard! Even harder than a rock.”

“Wow, your movement technique is so fast, I couldn’t even see clearly.”

“How come you’re so much more formidable than before? I can barely hold my own against you now.”

“No, no, I have to give it my all now, or I’ll lose.”

…

As they exchanged blows, Yin Wuyan chattered nonstop, incessantly mumbling to the point that Fang Lin felt as if a fly was buzzing in his ear, which was incredibly annoying.

Fang Lin found it odd. This girl was named Yin Wuyan, yet she loved to talk so much. He had been ignoring her, yet she could keep up an endless chatter on her own.

However, as their duel grew more intense, Fang Lin began to show his formidable side.

Fang Lin had figured out that Yin Wuyan was at a cultivation level comparable to his own, perhaps even slightly higher, at the Ninth Layer Great Perfection of Spirit Bone, just half a step away from stepping into Spirit Source.

Whereas he had just entered the Ninth Layer of Spirit Bone, so he was slightly inferior in terms of cultivation.

But Fang Lin’s physical prowess was superior to Yin Wuyan’s. Not by much, but it was indeed stronger than hers.

After a long bout, Yin Wuyan was suppressed by Fang Lin’s physical strength, but every time Fang Lin was about to defeat her in one go, she would dissolve the attack.

The martial arts of the Confucian Sect were intricate beyond comparison.

Fang Lin had not fought with many from the three sects, but in recent times, he had seen many experts from them and each was more powerful than the last. Fang Lin, after much observation, had gained some understanding of the martial arts of the three sects.

The Buddhist Martial Arts had left the deepest impression on Fang Lin; it truly opened his eyes.

Although Fang Lin was a Pill Sovereign in his previous life, the Buddhist Sect was born after the ancient collapse, and the intricacies of Buddhist Martial Arts were something Fang Lin had never encountered before.

While the martial arts of the Taoist Sect and the Confucian Sect were not as mind-blowing as the Buddhist Martial Arts, they each had their unique strengths.

Back then, in Sea Guarding City, Yin Wuyan’s most formidable move was the Confucian Heaven Step, which could shatter all laws and subdue ten groups with one force.

At that time, Fang Lin and several other talents from the Nine Countries were all somewhat embarrassed by Yin Wuyan’s Heaven Step.

Now, as Fang Lin faced Yin Wuyan again, he found that her strength had increased significantly from before, and she was no longer so reliant on Heaven Step, instead displaying a variety of other Confucian martial arts.

Of course, the Heaven Step was still immensely powerful; as soon as it was executed, Fang Lin would immediately be kicked to a point of utter complaint, only able to counter it with the Supreme Seal.

After fighting for a while, both Fang Lin and Yin Wuyan realized that their strengths were not far apart; under the circumstance of neither truly fighting to the death nor using treasures, it was almost impossible to determine a winner.

“No more fighting, no more, I’m exhausted,” Yin Wuyan voluntarily ceased, repeatedly shaking her arms and looking at Fang Lin with a look of grievance.

“Is your body made of stone? Why is it so hard?” Yin Wuyan said.

Fang Lin snorted lightly, “Now you know how formidable I am, don’t you?”

Yin Wuyan’s face was full of disdain: “It’s just a little improvement from before. I was holding back. If I were serious, you would have been defeated long ago.”

Hearing this, Fang Lin couldn’t help but laugh. This young lady might look young, but she was quite capable of boasting.

“What exactly are you looking for here? And how many people from the three sects have come?” Fang Lin asked, as this was what he most wanted to know at the moment. After all, now that not only the Hidden Kill Hall but also the people from the three sects had come in, the situation in The Forest of Mist was escalating.

Yin Wuyan patted her skirt, and the bells at her waist chimed crisply. She said, “The Confucian Sect should have only me coming in. As for the Taoist and Buddhist Sects, I’m not sure, and as for what I’m looking for, I can’t tell you.”

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