Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 125 - 113: The Fall of the Eagle (Part 3)

Chapter 125: Chapter 113: The Fall of the Eagle (Part 3)

Lin Yuan ascended the steps, one by one, heading towards the fourth floor.

As he entered the second floor, Yi Shu was instructed to invite Lin Yuan to meet Ao Daguang in person.

"Senior Brother Lin, the Hall Master insists you must come to the fourth floor." Yi Shu looked down at Lin Yuan slowly walking up the stairs, saying with a smile.

Lin Yuan ignored him and continued forward.

In merely a few breaths, he passed by this person and stepped onto the third floor.

"Lin Yuan’s martial strength is certainly impressive, but he’s too upright and straightforward in character, and far too proud."

Yi Shu followed upstairs, looking at Lin Yuan’s figure, with three parts admiration, two parts pity, and five parts mockery.

"Under the eaves, one must bow their head. No matter how talented you might be, you’re merely at the Qi-Blood stage, and without any family background for support, where’s the arrogance coming from to challenge a congealing Yuan elder?" Yi Shu couldn’t help but shake his head.

He too had outstanding martial talents, and started just like Lin Yuan, but after hitting a wall, he’d understood.

To stand out, one must curry favor, must shed empathy, must be ruthless to oneself, and even more ruthless to others.

Only then can one climb up, and after climbing high enough, continue aiming for even higher places.

After a moment’s thought, Lin Yuan’s figure had already disappeared on the third floor. Yi Shu hurriedly followed.

"Hall Master, Lin Yuan is here."

Yi Shu knocked and entered, greeting Jia Zhangle at the side before softly reporting to Ao Daguang.

Ao Daguang faced the Huai River, his gaze reaching far.

"Enter," he said coldly, turning around at this moment.

His gaze landed on the tall figure entering the doorway, and a murderous intent flickered in Ao Daguang’s heart.

Lin Yuan stepped into the pavilion, his gaze sweeping over Jia Zhangle’s malicious face, maintaining a calm expression.

Lin Yuan’s stance was like a green pine, tall and resilient, standing quietly at the doorway.

"Lin Yuan, I initially intended to let you live a few more days, but in the academy, you’ve acted lawlessly, treating the rules as nonexistent, and now, even more so." Ao Daguang’s inner energy surged stronger and stronger, gradually approaching Lin Yuan, imposing a powerful aura on him.

Lin Yuan, seeing this, smiled lightly.

At this moment, Ao Daguang’s murderous intent was no longer hidden. No matter how well he disguised his strength, he couldn’t pass this hurdle.

Given this point, let his strength be exposed as it may.

A bloodthirsty gleam appeared in Lin Yuan’s eyes.

Facing Ao Daguang’s oppressive force, he did not show the slightest sign of weakness. He stepped forward and approached Ao Daguang.

When they were just a step apart, both stood firm.

Ao Daguang’s inner energy encompassed his entire body, whipping up countless fierce gusts, pressing hard on Lin Yuan.

But the latter, like a rock in turbulent waters, stood firm, unyielding as a mountain.

For Lin Yuan, this level of pressure was like moonlight on the river, completely ineffective.

"Lin Yuan truly has some strength. To endure Ao Daguang’s pressure until now," Jia Zhangle and Yi Shu were both secretly astonished in their hearts.

"But ultimately, they’re not on the same path; no matter how talented, he must be killed." Jia Zhangle shook his head with a tinge of sympathy.

After all, they’d already made several attempts on this person’s life.

Lin Yuan, still at the Qi-Blood stage, could withstand Ao Daguang’s pressure. What would happen if he reached the congealing Yuan stage?

He must be killed, must be killed today.

Jia Zhangle put away his pity, quietly channeling his inner energy.

Ambushing is not disgraceful, but letting Lin Yuan escape is.

"Hall Master Ao," Lin Yuan spoke calmly, "since I came to Huaining Hall, I’ve suffered multiple assassination attempts. Was the Qingzhu Gang involved?"

"Why does Lin Yuan ask this?" Ao Daguang wondered to himself, "Could it be he wants to die with clarity?"

Ao Daguang sneered inwardly, unwilling to answer.

"Ling Kang has already come up, deal with Lin Yuan before he enters, so as not to be mocked." Ao Daguang’s thoughts flashed quickly.

"I have three more breaths, enough time."

"A dying person, what’s the point of asking more!" Ao Daguang said coldly.

As soon as his voice fell, Ao Daguang moved suddenly, his left hand like an illusion, flashing with thousands of phantom shadows, like thousands of blooming lotus flowers, reaching straight for Lin Yuan’s throat.

"Hall Master Ao’s Lotus Shadow Transformation Hand is indeed remarkable, having not acted for years, now advancing further!" In Jia Zhangle’s eyes, witnessing those countless phantom shadows, he was barely able to discern some trace realities.

"Ao Daguang is indeed worthy of Ao Zhenjiang, his move is a sure kill." Thus, he wouldn’t have to bother with an ambush.

"Hall Master Ao, this move is like thousands of lotus flowers blooming, dreamy and illusory. It’s terrifying, it’s shocking." Yi Shu, standing by the side, knew that under such an attack, he would be instantly shattered into countless pieces.

Imagining Lin Yuan under such a lethal move, how could he possibly survive?

Even Jia Zhangle ceased his energy brewing, ready to clean up.

Just then, before their eyes, a silver light flashed.

They couldn’t quite see what happened, only thinking it was a natural manifestation of Ao Daguang’s technique.

But all those countless phantoms disappeared in an instant.

"Get ready to clean up, it’s finished, Hall Master doesn’t want Ling Kang laughing." Jia Zhangle thought to himself, already stepping towards Lin Yuan.

But the next moment, his steps abruptly halted, his pupils contracting sharply.

Ao Daguang’s eyes, originally brimming with murderous intent, gradually became vacant, the spirit within dissipating.

"What happened?"

A line of blood appeared around Ao Daguang’s neck, slowly oozing fresh blood.

Ao Daguang’s eyes widened in disbelief. He even wanted to lower his head to see what had happened.

Thud!

Ao Daguang’s head fell straight to the ground. On his neck, the knife mark was like a mirror.

Ao Daguang’s body stood for a moment before blood gushed out forcefully from his neck.

At Huai River Pier, a generation of heroes perished.

"Lin Yuan, you!!" Jia Zhangle’s throat was dry, his face ashen.

"What about me?" Lin Yuan turned, speaking indifferently.

At this moment, the pavilion was extremely silent.

Thump, thump, thump!

As if one could still hear Ao Daguang’s headless body’s heart beating rapidly, trying to offer life to the brain.

But after a few rapid beats, the heart gradually weakened, eventually stopping.

During this time, Jia Zhangle was as if he were a puppet on strings, utterly shocked by the scene, his body numb.

Yi Shu, at this moment, had lost all composure from the shock of the scene.

"How, how, how did he do it?" Yi Shu stammered in his mind.

"Did Hall Master Ao die?" Yi Shu couldn’t help swallowing.

Thump.

Ao Daguang’s body fell.

Both Jia Zhangle and Yi Shu’s bodies shivered involuntarily.

"Run, run, run!" Jia Zhangle finally snapped out of it at that moment.

Lin Yuan’s exact level was unknown. But Ao Daguang fell with just one slash, what about him?

Could he compare to Ao Daguang?

Run, at all costs, run!

Lin Yuan was three zhang away, with such a distance, he had a slim chance of survival.

"The window, jump straight out." Jia Zhangle suddenly thought.

He was merely a few feet away from the window.

It was his slim chance of survival.

He only needed a moment, enough to escape.

Jia Zhangle’s figure suddenly moved, intending to break the window and flee.

Lin Yuan’s gaze was indifferent, sweeping over Jia Zhangle, his eyes once again flashed with a bloodthirsty glint.

Swish!

The silver knife light, like a sweeping ribbon of light, carried a dazzling silver glow, heading straight for Jia Zhangle’s back.

Jia Zhangle’s eyes were filled with madness, seeing the window getting closer and closer.

"From behind, knife intent." Suddenly sensing the murderous intent from behind, Jia Zhangle steeled himself, "Avoid the critical wound, leverage the force of the long knife to speed up, and escape faster."

Jia Zhangle completely ignored everything else, just slightly turning to avoid the fatal stab to the heart.

Two feet.

One foot.

The distance to the window shortened, and Jia Zhangle’s desire for survival grew stronger.

Whoosh.

The long knife had already sliced past Jia Zhangle’s neck, embedding into the wooden post.

Thud!

The head fell.

The gate of escape was within reach, but failed at the last moment.

The headless body sprayed blood high.

The white window, exquisitely embroidered, with decorative flowers. Scalding blood spattered on it, staining bright red, making the originally beautiful flowers more vivid with blood-chilling hues.

Jia Zhangle, even in death, couldn’t understand how a slash aimed at his back managed to curve and behead him.

Meanwhile, Yi Shu beside him stood frozen like a stupefied chicken, pale as death.

"Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan, he."

In terror, Yi Shu looked at Lin Yuan as if he had seen a ghost.

Swish!

Lin Yuan cast a light glance.

"Assisting evil, should be slain!"

The long knife that had just embedded in the window suddenly flew, slicing across Yi Shu’s neck from behind.

Lin Yuan re-sheathed the flying knife with nonchalance, as if it were nothing.

Within three breaths, the once murderous and powerful trio from Huaining Hall met untimely deaths.

Yet not a single drop of blood touched Lin Yuan’s cloak.

Lin Yuan was about to step out but sensed a sudden presence outside the room.

Ling Kang, filled with rage, was heading straight for the fourth floor.

"Hmph!" Ling Kang thought to himself, "If Ao Daguang doesn’t give me an explanation, today I must spar with him. Make him understand that the Ling Kang of today is not the same."

Bam.

Ling Kang forcefully pushed open the door.

He saw a slender figure standing in the center of the room, eyes calmly looking at him.

Ling Kang scanned the room, seeing Ao Daguang and Jia Zhangle already headless!

"What?"

Ling Kang’s pupils contracted sharply.

His face turned ashen, mind utterly shocked.

Ao Daguang, Jia Zhangle, and another headless corpse were present.

Ling Kang extended his trembling hands, wanting to close the door again.

"I was wrong, I was careless, I was rash. Can I close the door again? I saw nothing!"

Ling Kang screamed in his mind incessantly.