Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 152 - 13 Severe Injury

Chapter 152: Chapter 13 Severe Injury

"As expected, someone from the Pei family is ambushed here!" Hong Wenli dashed swiftly amidst the rubble. Through the smoke and dust, she vaguely saw two figures, like swift arrows, shooting down from the courtyard trees.

"This chaotic moment is the best opportunity to kill Lin Yuan!" Hong Wenli leaped over two roof beams, faintly glimpsing Nie Hongyuan and Xue Wan continuously moving closer to Lin Yuan.

"I hope the three can hold Lin Yuan for a moment."

Although Hong Wenli had little expectation for the three to kill Lin Yuan, she was somewhat confident that they could entangle him.

After all, crossing the mid-level Qi Force threshold is too challenging.

Lin Yuan’s rapid cultivation speed, even upon reaching the mid-level of Qi Force, hasn’t progressed far on that path, likely reaching at most the fourth level of Qi Force.

"Starting at the fourth level of Qi Force, truly a martial prodigy! If not eliminated now, he will be a major obstacle for my Hong family in the future!" Hong Wenli’s expression turned grave, and after a moment of contemplation, her heart grew even heavier.

Perhaps Lin Yuan was only slightly inferior to her, but his future potential was truly frightening.

Thinking of this, Hong Wenli’s speed surged suddenly beneath her feet. Simultaneously, her form seamlessly melded with the wind, snow, and dust, as if becoming one with them.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lin Yuan’s gaze landed on Xue Wan.

"Dissatisfaction?" Xue Wan’s heart sank.

At this moment, how could he dare harbor any dissatisfaction toward Lin Yuan? He wished he had two more legs to flee from this place.

Thinking of this, Xue Wan ignored all distractions in his heart, filled only with the thought of escape.

"Escape to where the two mid-level Qi Force battles are happening. Even with Lin Yuan’s strength, he wouldn’t dare get involved with a peak mid-level Qi Force fight." Xue Wan racked his brain, and in a flash, thought of a way out.

"If not now, then when!" A sudden thought struck Xue Wan, and like a cannonball fired, he rapidly changed direction, darting towards where Shen Wanpo and Guan Long were fighting.

Lin Yuan curled his lips, a wicked smile forming.

But then his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot, leaving only two shallow footprints in the white snow.

"Hehe."

The laughter near his ears startled Xue Wan unexpectedly.

He couldn’t help but turn his head toward the source of the sound, realizing Lin Yuan was now only two feet away, with his broadsword dripping with blood.

"Hmm?!"

Xue Wan felt his feet lighten, confusion flashing through his mind, followed by sudden contraction of his pupils.

He saw his two legs still running forward, while his body lagged behind.

"My legs!"

It was then that Xue Wan understood that, unbeknownst to him, Lin Yuan had sliced him in half with a single strike.

Thud.

Xue Wan’s upper body hit the ground.

His eyes remained wide open and he still breathed, but he couldn’t speak, his pupils reflecting Lin Yuan’s slowly approaching figure.

"Your attitude toward me is irrelevant. The crucial point is that I am very dissatisfied with you!" Lin Yuan approached, stepping on Xue Wan’s chest.

"Just give me a swift end!"

Xue Wan’s face was deathly pale, yet he had not entirely given up the ghost, his central nervous system still sensing the endless agony of his lower half.

"Anyone who comes to my Zhu family’s martial arts hall should expect this kind of outcome!"

Lin Yuan lowered his gaze, pointing the tip of the blade downward.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, Lin Yuan thrust the sword upward, reversing its original downward angle, attacking an unexpected direction behind.

"You!"

Xue Wan’s heart filled with hatred. Initially, he closed his eyes, resigned to death, but Lin Yuan refused to let him die easily.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing with iron rang out.

When Xue Wan opened his eyes again, he found Lin Yuan had, at some point, already been engaged in fierce combat with Hong Wenli.

The battle between them was exceptionally intense, both being at the mid-level Qi Force, fighting fiercely.

Their figures interlaced within the wind and snow, with blades and swords clashing, sparking flames. Lin Yuan’s knife techniques and Hong Wenli’s sword skills mutually complemented each other, each collision causing ripples to disperse, flinging the surrounding snow into disarray.

About two breaths later, Hong Wenli abruptly disengaged, landing two zhang away. Her chest heaved continuously, and her captivating eyes stared fixedly at Lin Yuan in front of her.

"You, actually sensed my presence!" Hong Wenli’s face showed shock as she constantly calmed the tumultuous seas in her heart.

To know, she had already arrived the moment Lin Yuan killed Xue Wan. She had silently moved behind Lin Yuan, ready to strike with her long-prepared sword when his mind was most relaxed.

She had already anticipated that Lin Yuan would land another blow on Xue Wan, and for that, it was her great opportunity. However, she failed as Lin Yuan detected her movement.

Hong Wenli’s dark pupils deeply reflected the figure of Lin Yuan, and the internal energy within her surged again.

Even though she repeatedly overestimated Lin Yuan’s strength, she still did not place him at a high enough level.

During their earlier encounter, she already understood that Lin Yuan’s strength was on the same tier as hers, but just slightly inferior.

In the wind and snow, Lin Yuan held the simple saber with both hands, positioned horizontally in front of his chest, and his eyes fixed fiercely on the woman in front of him.

"Seeing your beautiful appearance, graceful and charming!" Lin Yuan’s face was somber, as if relieved after a catastrophe, he said, "I didn’t expect you to be so despicable, without martial virtue, to sneak attack Lin here!"

"Such a malicious mind, venomous heart, wasted on such a fair appearance!"

Lin Yuan’s tone seemed furious and infuriated, his heart fuming with rage from Hong Wenli’s sneak attack.

"Villain, shut your filthy mouth!" Hong Wenli had never heard such words, stimulated by Lin Yuan’s tone, she charged again.

Her face was angry, yet her heart was exceptionally calm.

As an elite disciple of the Hong family, she could not be angered by mere words. She still aimed to paralyze Lin Yuan, taking advantage of his isolation to forcibly kill Lin Yuan.

Even if she couldn’t kill him, she wanted to severely wound Lin Yuan.

"Hmph! As if I’m afraid of you!" Lin Yuan flared up, his face flushed red with anger.

In an instant, the two figures clashed in the wind and snow once more.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

In the wind and snow, Lin Yuan’s simple saber swung with expansive force, each strike carrying the power to split mountains and rocks. His saber technique was immensely fierce, like a gale sweeping through fallen leaves, or crashing waves against the shore. Wherever the blade pointed, the wind and snow seemed to give way, forming distinct trails.

Hong Wenli’s swordsmanship was exceedingly agile, like a dancing crane. Her sword tip trembled lightly and could dispel Lin Yuan’s overwhelming offensive like a tidal wave.

They fought over a dozen rounds.

Lin Yuan’s saber traced fierce routes in the wind and snow, each strike carrying a thunderous force, trying to breach Hong Wenli’s defenses. However, Hong Wenli’s swordsmanship was so nimble that her long sword moved like a swimming dragon.

Bam!

Lin Yuan, seemingly exhausted, could not withstand Hong Wenli’s long sword under one slash.

"The opportunity! It’s now!" Hong Wenli’s expression shifted dramatically, a sharpness flashing in her eyes.

"Heaven Mountain Wind and Rain Sword, Star Pivot Nine Luminaries!"

Her long sword danced densely, the sword light driving the wind and snow, as if nine mountain peaks took form. Each mountain had a waterfall cascading from its summit, forming nine magnificent silken streams, resembling nine giant dragons soaring into the sky, with imposing momentum.

Just see the nine towering mountains viciously pressing towards Lin Yuan. The waterfalls atop the mountains were like eerie silken threads, coiling towards Lin Yuan simultaneously.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Lin Yuan’s long saber whirled like dense clouds, continuously colliding and entangling with the mountains.

Yet these nine mountains were too fierce, too domineering. The overwhelming Qi Force, seemingly genuine mountains pressing down, made it difficult for him to resist.

The waterfalls further continuously scoured the Qi Force wind around him.

Finally, after enduring three breaths, his saber momentum slightly slowed, no longer able to uphold.

An opening appeared, flaws everywhere. Lin Yuan thrust left and right defensively, finally leaving himself wide open.

Spurt!

Lin Yuan suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The robes were torn inch by inch, and his skin unexpectedly bore streaks of blood marks.

Suddenly, the mountain-like sword light withdrew, and a flash of cold light emerged at the corner of Lin Yuan’s eye, directly stabbing towards his heart.

Lin Yuan’s face flushed red, seemingly desperate, he forcibly lifted his right-hand saber, deflecting the long sword.

Slash.

The trajectory of the long sword suddenly changed, piercing his left shoulder, with the tip embedded an inch deep.

Lin Yuan seized the moment to fall backward, avoiding the long sword slashing down his shoulder.

"Hong Wenli, you’re courting death!"

Pei Shixin’s angry voice sounded from three feet behind her.

Hong Wenli saw Lin Yuan’s left arm droop, heavily injured by her.

But she had not killed Lin Yuan, a moment of regret flickered in her eyes as she extracted the long sword and turned to clash with Pei Shixin’s approaching long saber.

But she didn’t see the calm deep in Lin Yuan’s pupils as he fell backward.

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