Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 122 - 110 Ranked Twelfth

Chapter 122: Chapter 110 Ranked Twelfth

Xie Wanxin stood up and circled around Lin Yuan three times.

His expression was like seeing a beggar who had just been begging in the streets suddenly don royal robes, utterly unbelievable.

"Junior Brother, don’t tease me." Xie Wanxin finally shook his head, convinced Lin Yuan was joking with him.

"Senior Brother, come with me." Lin Yuan got up and led Xie Wanxin to his meditation room.

He had become an Alchemist without a hint of news leaking out. Moreover, he hadn’t even certified as a Pharmacist at the academy, suddenly skipping a rank to become an Alchemist, breaking conventional understanding, extremely fantastical.

It was like while others were learning to walk, he was already able to compete in a hundred-meter dash and placed in the top three, how could people not be skeptical.

Xie Wanxin’s mind was shaken, but he saw Lin Yuan light the furnace fire, prepare the herbs, and truly begin refining pills, all in a very skilled manner.

His excitement grew increasingly intense.

As time passed, under Xie Wanxin’s shocked gaze, the scent of the medicinal pills became increasingly rich.

At this moment, Xie Wanxin finally believed that Lin Yuan was indeed a genuine Alchemist.

"Collect!"

Lin Yuan softly commanded. The viscous liquid swiftly coagulated and gradually dispersed, forming into ten pill embryos.

About half an incense stick later.

Inside the pill furnace, ten mid-grade Five Qi Pills circulating in unity, with excellent quality, could be seen.

"Junior Brother, I never expected, never expected." Xie Wanxin shook his head repeatedly, his eyes fixed on the ten pills, saying, "I..."

In the end, the words were stuck in his throat, not knowing how to express the shock in his heart.

"Senior Brother Xie, I wasn’t boasting." Lin Yuan looked at the dumbstruck Xie Wanxin, feeling amused inside.

With his current level of Five Qi Pill refinement, a mere mid-grade quality was naturally no problem. If it weren’t for Xie Wanxin’s presence, and needing to hide his true alchemy skills, he wouldn’t have been willing to waste this batch of herbs.

"These ten pills are a gift to you, Senior Brother." Lin Yuan placed the pills into a porcelain bottle and handed it to Xie Wanxin.

Xie Wanxin accepted the pills without hesitation. The Five Qi Pills were of great assistance to his current stage.

"Alright, thank you, Junior Brother!" Xie Wanxin snapped back to reality, excitement overcoming his gaze towards Lin Yuan: "Junior Brother, being an Alchemist, handling this matter is quite simple. Just wait for my news."

The status and position of an Alchemist was significantly higher than most ordinary Martial Artists. After all, Martial Artists could be made with pills, but Alchemists relied solely on their own comprehension.

"Looking forward to the good news." Lin Yuan nodded.

With Xie Wanxin as a go-between, he didn’t need to blindly clash around the Pill Hall, saving a lot of effort.

After sending Xie Wanxin off, Lin Yuan prepared to set out again.

"Sir, the person outside looks so pitiful, let’s let him come back." Xiaoyun whispered, sneaking a glance at Lin Yuan after speaking.

"You decide." Lin Yuan nodded, put on the cloak Xiaoyun handed over, and walked out.

Xiaoyun carried a pot of hot tea, following behind him.

When Lin Yuan stepped outside, the man was still kneeling there.

In the freezing weather, his lips were somewhat cracked. Seeing Lin Yuan and Xiaoyun approach, a hopeful look appeared in his eyes.

"Hmph, see if you still dare to be fierce with me in the future." Xiaoyun peeked out from behind Lin Yuan, baring her teeth in a mock ferocity.

Liu Hai forced a bitter smile: "I was wrong, requesting Xiaoyun’s forgiveness."

"Hmph." Xiaoyun saw his sincere attitude, dared to lean out and pass the kettle up, saying: "Have some hot water."

"Thank you, Miss Xiaoyun, thank you, Master Lin." Liu Hai immediately breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly said.

Seeing Lin Yuan standing motionless, Liu Hai understood he was being tacitly forgiven.

He reached out to take the kettle, drinking several mouthfuls. The hot tea went down into his stomach, dispelling much of the cold from his body.

He stood up, returned the kettle to Xiaoyun, but seeing Lin Yuan already striding towards Huaining Hall, hurriedly said: "Miss Xiaoyun, this hot tea I will remember with gratitude. I still have official duties to tend, will return another day to offer my apologies."

After speaking, he cupped his hands towards Xiaoyun, and turned to follow in Lin Yuan’s footsteps.

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Zheng Zhangren was sitting in the Huaining Hall’s first-floor tea room. Seeing Liu Hai absent, he immediately understood the latter had gone to kneel at Lin Yuan’s doorstep.

"Humph, Lin Yuan’s worth is not much." He hardened his heart.

Now with the conspicuous slap mark on his face, how could he go out on patrol? His face was something he valued greatly, going on patrol with a slap mark, he’d certainly be ridiculed, he simply couldn’t bear such humiliation.

Imitating Liu Hai by kneeling at Lin Yuan’s door was worse than death for him.

"Wang Wei is also not worth anything, don’t know where he’s hiding." Zheng Zhangren cursed inwardly, turning his thoughts: "Although Wang Wei is missing, Shen Chengtian is here. Senior Brother Shen ranks higher in the academy, a presence in the twelfth rank."

"With Lin Yuan present, even Senior Brother Shen can do nothing against me."

Having finished pondering, Zheng Zhangren felt reassured. He would just finish his tea, sign out at the start of his shift.

"Zheng Zhangren, Liu Hai went to kneel at Lin Yuan’s, you’re not going?" Another member sitting beside him looked at the slap mark on Zheng Zhangren’s face, laughed.

Everyone nearby heard and gathered around, laughing together.

"Humph!" Zheng Zhangren turned red to the nape of his neck, hastily cursed: "That Lin Yuan, merely chases temporary power. Under a man’s knees is gold, I, Zheng Zhangren, as a dignified man, how can I kneel lightly?"

"Spirited." A few people gave thumbs up, chuckling softly.

"Really?"

A calm voice reached everyone’s ears.

They saw Lin Yuan walking calmly, entering the tea room directly.

"I told you, if you don’t comply, bear the consequences." Lin Yuan stood at the tea room entrance, his eyes sweeping indifferently past Zheng Zhangren.

All laughter ceased abruptly.

Lin Yuan casually stood in the doorway, as if bringing all the outdoor cold into the room.

Seeing Lin Yuan’s thin frame, everyone felt a chill run through them, remaining silent as crows and sparrows.

For a moment, only the sound of boiling hot water gurgled in the room.

"Lin, Lin Yuan, what do you intend to do!" Zheng Zhangren’s pupils shrank as he stood up. But he felt lacking in confidence, his back not straight.

"Bear the consequences." Lin Yuan stepped into the tea room, his voice calm: "How do you interpret these words?"

"I." Zheng Zhangren felt fear, seeing Lin Yuan’s demeanor made him very apprehensive.

At this moment, another person appeared at the tea room door.

That man was sturdy, round-faced with a square nose, eyes like cold stars, tiger eyes surveying like an old wolf, truly imposing a menacing presence.

"Kneel at your residence, I lose face, how can I stand in Huaining Hall without being ridiculed." The man’s figure imprinted before his eyes, Zheng Zhangren was immediately filled with vigor, speaking fiercely: "Today I’ll remain here, let’s see what you can do with me!"

"Oh." Lin Yuan smiled faintly, already sensing the malicious glare from behind.

"Lin Yuan. Hall Master Ao lets you live, but I won’t." Shen Chengtian was tall, his voice deep and resonant.

His words fell, and immediately fear surged in the surrounding people’s hearts.

"This newcomer wants to kill Lin Yuan at once? Such overpowering, ranked twelfth, truly prestigious, overwhelmingly domineering." The glances of everyone fell upon the tiger-like figure, the fear that had already sprouted in their hearts deepening threefold.

Shen Chengtian saw the fear in everyone and inwardly laughed arrogantly.

That was precisely the effect he wanted.

He wanted them to understand, what Ao Daguang didn’t dare to do, Ling Kang dared. What Ao Daguang didn’t dare to kill, Ling Kang dared to kill.

And he, was the vanguard of Ling Kang.

To seize Lin Yuan’s head as a token, aiming to create a reputation, to exhibit impressive might.

"Lin Yuan."

With this thought, Shen Chengtian suddenly shouted.

"I didn’t expect you not only disregard the law, but also oppress the weak, acting willfully."

"Today, I’ll make you understand what rules are!!" Shen Chengtian bellowed, his gaze filled with killing intent.

Lin Yuan observed, not addressing the madman-like Shen Chengtian.

What could you do with a barking dog?

Turning his head, Lin Yuan calmly fixed his eyes on Zheng Zhangren: "Do you really value your pride, treating my words as mere wind in your ears?"

"Heh heh." Zheng Zhangren sneered coldly: "And if I do?"

"I’m going to return your slap, with ten more slaps!" Zheng Zhangren glared, eyes gleaming with vengeful delight.

Having heard Shen Chengtian’s words, he realized Lin Yuan had no chance to survive today, giving him the opportunity to exact revenge.

"Good!" Lin Yuan growled, closing his eyes.

Then, Lin Yuan’s eyes suddenly opened, a moment of savagery flashing through his gaze.

"Die!"

Lin Yuan’s hand moved like a venomous snake, lightning fast, grabbing towards the other’s chest.

"What?"

The moment before, Zheng Zhangren was envisioning how to humiliate Lin Yuan, and the next moment he was grabbed by the collar, a mighty force pulling him towards Lin Yuan.

Bam!

Lin Yuan’s knee shot forward, reminiscent of a crashing dragon, slamming into the other’s abdomen in an instant.

Oof!

Zheng Zhangren felt as if his internal organs were being torn apart, blood spurting from his mouth, pain so intense his eyeballs nearly popped out.

Thud.

Lin Yuan withdrew his knee, and Zheng Zhangren slid to the ground, curling up on his back.

Lin Yuan’s movements were swift, everyone caught a glimpse before Zheng Zhangren was down, crying in pain.

Slap!

Lin Yuan placed his right foot on his chest.

"Ahhhh!"

Zheng Zhangren screamed, his chest felt suppressed, extremely painful.

"I said, bear the consequences."

Lin Yuan’s eyes were indifferent as he glanced at the other people in the tea room, seeing them like startled quails.

In the eyes of the shocked onlookers, Lin Yuan lifted the boiling kettle from the carbon stove.

Pouring it directly on Zheng Zhangren’s face.

The scalding hot water poured down instantly.

Lin Yuan said calmly, "You wanted face."

"I, shall take it!"