Lin Yan's First Battle! A Thousand Soldiers and Ten Thousand Horses, All in One or Two Sword Strokes

"It's all right! I'll be careful."

"Besides, you're right there, Dean. You can keep me safe."

"Just let me give it a try."

Hearing this, the dean of Notting thought Lin Yan had a point.

Since he was right there, as long as Lin Yan wasn't killed instantly, he would have a chance to intervene.

"Sigh..."

"All right, then. You're far too determined to win, kid."

On the ground in the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Little San, your teacher can't run anymore."

"Wait for me a moment..."

As he fled, Yu Xiaogang was gasping for breath, his steps lurching from side to side as though he might collapse at any moment.

Tang San, by contrast, had an exceptionally steady stride despite his small frame.

The reason was simple: Tang San had just finished absorbing a Soul Ring and was at full Soul Power, while Yu Xiaogang was in low-health mode after being poisoned by the Mandala Snake.

After the two encountered a pack of Hundred-Year Gale Wolves, Yu Xiaogang had summoned Luo Sanpao and made him fart several times, leading to their current predicament.

This good-for-nothing. At a moment of life and death, he can actually bring himself to say something like that.

Tang San silently cursed Yu Xiaogang's incompetence. If not for Yu Xiaogang, he would have used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to shake off the wolf pack long ago.

"Teacher, use your Luo Sanpao to hold them off!"

"N-no... I really don't have a single drop of Soul Power left."

Yu Xiaogang's figure moved in fits and starts, looking for all the world as though he was at his limit.

Seeing this, Tang San began silently weighing his options.

What should I do? Should I abandon this good-for-nothing and run?

If it's just me, I'm ninety percent sure I can escape them.

But if I bring him along, my chance of survival might only be twenty percent.

Honestly, Tang San really did want to leave the good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang here.

With his "pure as ice and clean as jade" persona as a good disciple who respected his teacher and honored his teachings, he couldn't kill this good-for-nothing himself. But surely he could leave him here to live or die on his own?

Besides, there was no one else here. If anyone asked later, he, a six-year-old child, would have a legitimate explanation.

No sooner had he decided than Tang San prepared to use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to shake off both the wolves and Yu Xiaogang.

But just then, Yu Xiaogang started whining again.

"Little San, your teacher can't go on! I really can't!"

"Quick, use your First Soul Skill to pull me along."

Hearing this, Tang San decided to lay his cards on the table.

"Teacher, forgive your disciple for failing in his duty to you!"

"What do you mean?" Horror filled Yu Xiaogang's eyes. "Tang San! I was injured hunting a Soul Ring for you, and now you're going to leave me to die? Are you even human?"

Faced with Yu Xiaogang's questioning, Tang San hesitated.

It wasn't because he was kind, but because the Tang Sect's feudal moral code from his previous life bound his thoughts and actions.

Honestly, Tang San really did want to leave the good-for-nothing before him here, or even kill him outright.

But the Tang Sect's teachings had been branded into his bones like a red-hot iron.

He had already betrayed the Tang Sect once. In this life, was he going to betray his teacher too?

"Teacher, I..."

Hesitation showed on Tang San's face as he struggled with his decision.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang felt as though all his "sincerity" had been fed to the dogs!

"You beast! You beast!"

"If you dare run away on your own today, I won't let you go even if I become a vengeful ghost."

Yu Xiaogang hurled curses at him!

But he had little strength left to begin with. Distracted for a moment, he tangled his feet and fell with a thud, eating dirt.

Dust flew. Yu Xiaogang struggled to get up, but after the adrenaline wore off, the muscles in his limbs no longer obeyed him.

All he could do was scramble forward on his hands and feet in helpless panic.

"No! Little San, save me! Quick, use your First Soul Skill to save me!"

"Teacher..."

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's pleading eyes, Tang San was still hesitating over whether to turn and flee, but the wolf pack behind them had already caught up.

Pfft!

Following his scent, a Gale Wolf sank its teeth into Yu Xiaogang's backside. A piercing scream instantly rang out through the entire forest.

"Aaagh!"

"Tang San, are you fucking human or not?"

Seeing this, Tang San finally made up his mind.

[First Soul Skill: Entanglement!]

In the end, he couldn't get past that barrier in his heart and tried to use his Soul Skill to save Yu Xiaogang from the wolf's jaws.

But just as the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Yu Xiaogang's wrist, a piercing eagle cry split the sky.

Scree!!!

The next second...

[First Soul Skill: Flame Phoenix Scorches the Clouds!]

The young man's shout echoed through the night sky as a streak of black-purple sword Qi descended from above. The instant it struck the ground, it sliced off the Gale Wolf's head.

Lin Yan had arrived!

Black flames clung to the blade of the Tribulation Flame Sword, seeming ready to devour everything, while cyan arcs of lightning danced across the Thunderclap Sword with the might to destroy the world.

As Yu Xiaogang and Tang San watched, Lin Yan's back faced them as he walked step by step toward the wolf pack. He spun both swords in a stylish flourish, and the next second...

He charged into the pack like a gale.

"Sharingan!"

The pattern in his blood-red pupils made a full revolution, and the wolves' movements suddenly became like slow motion with frames cut out.

"Do a pack of little wolves want to dance too?"

Lin Yan pushed off with his feet and slashed with the Tribulation Flame Sword in his left hand. The black-flame-clad attack severed a Gale Wolf's front leg.

The Gale Wolf wailed and fell, unable to rise. Lin Yan didn't stop, continuing to weave across the battlefield.

One stroke, two strokes...

Black flames and arcs of lightning intertwined. Under the Sharingan, the wolves were like live targets, their joints and tendons severed by Lin Yan until they could no longer move.

"Too slow! Too slow!"

"Is this all the speed a Hundred-Year Soul Beast has?"

Lin Yan's voice was confident and arrogant, leaving the two behind him dumbstruck.

"He's... Lin Yan?!"

"Grandmaster, are you all right?"

The dean of Notting came to Yu Xiaogang's side and tried to help him up, only to find his backside covered in blood.

In the end, the dean didn't know where to put his hands. He held them in midair, unable either to help him up or leave him alone.

Yu Xiaogang was the first to speak.

"Dean? Why are you here? And what's the story with this Soul Beast?"

Yu Xiaogang was naturally referring to the Sky-Hunting Eagle.

Though the Sky-Hunting Eagle had folded its wings, it still stood about as tall as an ordinary human, an imposing sight.

The dean of Notting explained.

"This is the mount Lin Yan subdued! Lin Yan and I were on our way back from Soul Hunting when we happened to see the wolf pack chasing you, so we came down to help."

"What? You said that person is Lin Yan?"

It was Tang San who spoke.

Tang San stared at the wolf pack in disbelief and murmured,

"He... how did he become so strong? And why is the Soul Ring at his feet purple? What on earth is going on?"

"I didn't expect this kid to be so strong either, hahaha!"

Seeing the shocked expressions on the teacher and disciple's faces, the dean of Notting felt an indescribable joy.

He had helped hunt Lin Yan's Soul Ring himself. When Lin Yan grew up, he, as the one who had guided him, would share in the honor.

He looked toward the battlefield and happened to spot a Gale Wolf that had circled behind Lin Yan, intending to ambush him.

"Watch out! Lin Yan, be careful!"

The moment the dean of Notting's words fell, Lin Yan acted as though he had eyes in the back of his head. Though the Gale Wolf was clearly out of his sight, he spun around...

"Hmph!"

[First Soul Skill: Awakening of Insects Formation-Breaking Melody!]

Scree!

The arcs of lightning produced by Chidori Sharp Spear were especially piercing. As they split the night sky, they left a vivid, indelible impression in all three observers' hearts.

Too strong! He was really too strong!

They had been chased for nearly half a shichen, yet Lin Yan had descended from the sky and, in the time it took to exchange a few words, rendered the entire wolf pack unable to move.

Was he even human?

No! Was this really the fighting strength a six-year-old should have?

"He only obtained his First Soul Ring. How can he be so strong?"

Tang San was dumbfounded!

He had thought the goddess of fate favored him, allowing him to encounter a four-hundred-year-old Mandala Snake.

Not only was its age at the limit for a First Soul Ring, but it was also perfectly suited to the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, granting his Martial Soul the paralysis attribute.

And yet...

Lin Yan, standing before him, had absorbed a Thousand-Year Soul Ring as his first and used his skill to deal with enemies Tang San had shrunk back from.

Why? What gave him the right?

"A few hundred-year-old wolves, that's all. One or two sword strokes apiece!"

Lin Yan put away his swords, turned back, and asked the dean of Notting,

"Well, Dean?! How was my performance in battle?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Good! Excellent!"

"Lin Yan, you're the most badass genius I've seen since I founded this academy. No one on the entire continent can compare to you."

"You're an absolute monster!"

If the dean of Notting had previously been amazed by Lin Yan's character and talent, now, grinning from ear to ear, he practically regarded Lin Yan as a god reincarnated.

What disciple of any family on the continent could accomplish such a feat?

Six years old!

He had just obtained his First Soul Ring and could already take an enemy general's head from amid a thousand soldiers and ten thousand horses. What would he be capable of once he grew up?

The dean of Notting couldn't stop laughing, and Lin Yan took the opportunity to walk over to Yu Xiaogang.

"Oh?"

"Grandmaster, why aren't you farting anymore?!"

"Didn't you bring enough white radishes?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's old face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

His mind was filled with images of the other teachers describing the spectacle he had made of himself that night and keeping their distance from him.

With just one sentence, Yu Xiaogang's self-esteem had been smashed to pieces.

"You... you..."

Yu Xiaogang wanted to retort, but after straining for a long time until his face turned bright red, he still couldn't think of anything to say.

In the end, he could only turn his gaze to the dean of Notting.

"Aren't you going to do something about him?"

"He thinks he can insult a teacher just because he's talented. What does it matter how strong he is? In the end, he's nothing but an uncouth brute!"

Lin Yan tilted his head and asked in puzzlement,

"Who insulted you?"

"I was asking: why aren't you using your Soul Skill? Didn't you bring enough white radishes?"

Lin Yan's expression was utterly innocent. At the sight of his harmless appearance, Yu Xiaogang's lungs were fit to burst with rage.

At that moment, the dean of Notting added another stab.

"Xiaogang, you're just too sensitive."

"Don't take what happened that day too much to heart."

As the two played off each other, Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned scarlet and he panted like an ox!

He was so angry he wished he could drop dead on the spot.

He looked utterly terrifying.

Suddenly, Tang San came over from the side.

"Lin Yan, why is your First Soul Ring purple?"

Lin Yan nodded. "A Thousand-Year Soul Ring is obviously purple! What other color would it be?"

"A Thousand-Year Soul Ring? A thousand-year first ring?"

Tang San repeated the words over and over, only stopping when Lin Yan gave him a strange look.

Then he turned his gaze toward Yu Xiaogang.

"Teacher, didn't you say the limit for a First Soul Ring was 423 years?"

"Why was Lin Yan able to absorb a thousand-year First Soul Ring? How do you explain that?"

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