Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 250 - 23 Rules (4.7k long Chapter, released together)_2

Chapter 250: Chapter 23 Rules (4.7k long Chapter, released together)_2

"Audacious, audacious. That’s exactly what Lin Yuan is; it’s utterly ridiculous, utterly shocking. I’ve lived most of my life and never seen anyone so arrogant. You’re just a rookie who joined the Wu Academy for only a month. Who gave you the guts to repeatedly provoke someone ranked among the top hundred prodigies!"

Amidst the uproar from the crowd.

Boom!

The void suddenly exploded.

But He Run’s virtual spirit body suddenly unfolded, and a massive light shadow that blocked out the sky appeared.

"Hahaha, hahaha."

Below, He Run laughed uncontrollably: "Lin Yuan, you have a way to seek death. I will crush your bones and scatter your ashes, without facing any punishment at the Wu Academy."

As he spoke, He Run had already raised his entire aura to its peak.

Clang!

He Run’s long sword abruptly emerged, instantly drawing a glaring pale light in the void that finally fell into his hand.

Holding the long sword, countless red flames rose rapidly from the blade.

Whoosh!

He Run pointed with his long sword, the tip emitting a sharp glint, straight towards Lin Yuan.

"Bright Moon Waves, Triple Shadow."

In an instant, He Run shouted explosively. His whole being suddenly merged with the sword, becoming one. Like a flash across the sky, accompanied by an ear-piercing whistling, he instantly stabbed towards Lin Yuan.

Watching the long sword speed towards him, Lin Yuan also felt a trace of gravity sweep across his heart.

Now he had fifteen qi-blood apertures condensed, compared to He Run, how much difference was there?

Everything had to be fought out to know!

He Run’s speed was extremely fast, leaving him little time to think.

In just a blink, a dangerously sharp glint appeared abruptly in his sight.

"Let’s see what your ranking among the top hundred disciples is really made of!"

Lin Yuan laughed freely, his internal apertures dissolving, a blaze of fiery sunlight suddenly igniting in his palm.

His eyes abruptly fell upon the spine of the long sword, and then his bare palm struck out first.

As he shifted sideways, his right palm slammed hard against the spine of the sword.

Bang!

The sword trembled lightly.

But this resistance was already within He Run’s expectations, and He Run smoothly rotated, then lightly tapped the tip of the sword, thrusting the long sword out again at lightning speed, aiming directly at Lin Yuan’s throat.

"A petty trick."

Lin Yuan laughed heartily, his steps moved like shadows, dodging the sword edge aimed at his neck by a millimeter. He could almost feel the scorching heat of the blazing sun’s intent on the long sword.

But at that moment, he had completely evaded it.

The tide of attack and defense officially shifted.

Smack!

Lin Yuan’s hand had already stuck to He Run’s sword-holding right hand.

He Run was astounded at this sight. Lin Yuan’s speed and footwork far exceeded his expectations. It was simply too fast and too clever.

Just the move to dodge that fatal sword strike earlier, there was basically no second person who could accomplish it.

As He Run’s eyes widened in astonishment, Lin Yuan merely smiled coldly.

His advantage over He Run lay in his incredibly solid foundation and his understanding of countless basic martial skills.

One should know, the qi-blood Cultivation Technique he practiced, whether it be Eight-step Breaking Fist or the many martial arts techniques that followed, were engraved in the memory of his muscles.

One could say, solely in terms of martial skills, no one could compare to him.

This battle left everyone stunned.

"Lin Yuan is actually fighting head-to-head with He Run and isn’t falling behind! How is that possible?"

"Just how deeply is he hiding? Could he be an undercover sent by the demon sect! What kind of monster is this?"

"Just joined the Wu Academy, yet he can face off with senior brother He Run; is Lin Yuan going to be the second Lu Rong? Lu Rong wasn’t this arrogant back then!"

The disciples under He Run were all in disbelief; Lin Yuan’s strength far exceeded their expectations.

And at this moment, He Run’s heart and mind were in intense turmoil, wanting to disengage from the entanglement.

But then a shout exploded by his ear.

"Magic Hub, open!"

In an instant, He Run almost sensed a massive entity appear beside him.

A gigantic figure standing nearly ten feet tall like an iron tower. Countless violent solar elemental forces, like poisonous fire blown out by a charcoal furnace, constantly sent warning signals through his body unwillingly.

He Run lifted his gaze, but saw a nearly ten-foot-tall figure almost enveloping him entirely. The blazing sunlight cast shadows that covered him completely, leaving only a pair of crimson eyes that, like lanterns, gleamed on the shadowy face.

The crimson flickered, causing He Run’s mind to tremble. It seemed no matter how sharply he swung his sword, he couldn’t break even the slightest part of this figure.

"What kind of monster is this? What secret technique does Lin Yuan cultivate? It’s terrifying!"

He Run was greatly shocked, but in the next moment, he composed himself.

"This might be another form of virtual spirit body. Close to becoming tangible! Could it be that Lin Yuan is about to step into the second realm of intent!" He Run kept thinking, becoming more and more astonished.

But Lin Yuan would not give him more time to think.

With one hand gripping his sword-wielding hand, his right fist fiercely punched towards his chest, aiming for a decisive blow.

But He Run’s strength was far beyond Shen Shuyan’s ilk.

Watching the mighty fist descending from the sky, He Run already felt the strong oppressive airflow above it. It seemed the air around the fist was continually whistling and wailing with intense wind pressure.

"Bright Moon Waves, Water Soft Body!"

He Run also intoned sharply. He let go of the sword, his entire being suddenly turned into an intangible flow of water. What he held wasn’t a person, but rather a slippery eel.

Bang!

The flesh fist slammed hard onto the ground, instantly creating a three-foot square dent.

All the mighty force poured into the ground. Countless trees and walls shook incessantly, swaying left and right.

The crowd watching from the street was also swayed back and forth. Even someone observing from a tall tree fell from the high branches.