[Name: Lin Yuan] [Lifespan: 25/60] [Strength: 17] [Speed: 17] [Agility: 21] [Endurance: 21] [Flexibility: 18] [Martial Arts: Yang Style Tai Chi(Blue; Grandmastery), Wu Style Tai Chi(Blue; Proficient), Chen Style Tai Chi(Blue; Proficient), Wu Style Tai Chi(Blue; Proficient), Sun Style Tai Chi(Blue; Proficient), Arhat Fist(Blue; Proficient) Hun Yuan Zhuang(Purple; Proficient)] [Attribute Points: 2.5]
Before coming here, Lin Yuan had gained a total of 12 Attribute Points over three days at home. He had spent eight of them to bring Yang Style Tai Chi to Grandmastery, then used the remaining two to raise Arhat Fist to Proficient.
Each time Tai Chi advanced by one level, Agility, Endurance, and Flexibility increased by 1 point each, while Strength and Speed increased by 0.5.
Arhat Fist, on the other hand, increased Strength and Speed by 1.5 each and Agility by 1, without increasing the other attributes.
Now, any one of his physical attributes, taken individually, could be said to utterly surpass that of an Olympic champion specializing in the corresponding event. He had reached a level that was practically impossible for humans to attain.
Lin Yuan had already put on a pair of gloves.
The bristles on a wild boar were extraordinarily hard. If he fought it bare-handed, his hands would most likely be stabbed into a tangled mess. After all, he was still made of flesh and blood.
Lin Yuan bent his legs slightly, sank his energy into his Dantian, and raised both arms a little. His entire body relaxed, resembling willow fluff swaying in the wind.
In terms of presence, Lin Yuan clearly did not feel as imposing as Han Housheng had earlier.
Yet at this moment, he seemed to have merged with everything around him.
This was precisely what was meant by, "A person does not know me, but I alone know others."
Even an expert who had immersed himself in martial arts for many years could not discern Lin Yuan's strengths and weaknesses, let alone a mere wild boar.
The wild boar charged straight at him without slowing down, its speed even increasing by another thirty percent.
When it was roughly three meters from Lin Yuan, it suddenly leaped. Its massive body lunged straight at him.
One had to know that a wild boar's sudden sprint could reach forty kilometers per hour. At that speed, its impact could theoretically reach three tons.
In the blink of an eye, the wild boar's head was less than half a meter from Lin Yuan.
The people in the trees did not dare watch what happened next.
At that moment, Lin Yuan struck. His right hand rose from below in a lifting motion, moving with lightning speed as it seized the wild boar by the jaw.
Then his right leg drew a semicircle backward across the ground. Supporting the wild boar's jaw with his right hand, he retreated with the motion.
That alone dissipated most of the force behind the wild boar's charge.
Guiding the wild boar, Lin Yuan retreated another two steps. By then, seven or eight tenths of its force had been dispersed.
Just as the wild boar was about to land,
Lin Yuan's left hand traced an arc through the air and, like a gentle breeze brushing willow branches, struck the right side of the wild boar's ribs.
When there was yang, he turned it into yin; when there was yin, he turned it into yang.
Although the palm appeared light and airy, it concealed a fierce force.
Now that Lin Yuan had brought Yang Style Tai Chi to Grandmastery, he had long since comprehended the principles of yin and yang in Tai Chi. With a mere raise of his hand, he could switch between yang force and yin force with complete ease.
The instant that palm made contact with the wild boar, the sound of breaking bones rang out.
The wild boar immediately let out a piercing scream.
But it was not over.
That palm had sent its force straight into the wild boar's internal organs. It was yin force—in other words, Hidden Strength.
Under this kind of force, the wild boar's body would not be pushed aside by an opposing force, as it would if struck with yang force.
Therefore, Lin Yuan did not stop attacking.
The instant the palm strike ended, his right foot rose suddenly and slammed into the wild boar's abdomen.
This attack had been adapted from a leg technique in Arhat Fist.
This kick was not yin force, but exceptionally fierce yang force.
Under that tremendous force, the wild boar was kicked several meters away.
The wild boar crashed heavily onto the ground and did not get back up. Instead, it continued convulsing on the ground while letting out agonized howls.
"Eek-eek—eek-eek—"
The scene left everyone in the trees completely stunned. They could hardly believe that such a thing could be done by a mere body of flesh and blood.
"This..."
"This is the Tai Chi he was talking about?" Xun Ruobing's eyes were filled with shock.
"Brother, do you think Tai Chi really has this kind of power?"
Xun Haotian was still immersed in the scene he had just witnessed and had not yet come back to his senses.
"I don't know either. I went with Dad to meet quite a few Tai Chi experts before, but I never heard of anyone who could fight a wild boar hand-to-hand."
On another tree, Han Fei was already wildly excited.
"A Yuan knocked the wild boar flying! He knocked it flying! Hahaha!"
After dealing with one of them, Lin Yuan did not stop. Instead, he casually tied up Liu Shan, who was on the ground, with a rope.
The sudden move made Liu Shan cry out.
"You... what are you trying to do?"
Lin Yuan had no time to waste words with him. He quickly bound him tightly, then lifted him as if he were a chick and tossed him upward.
"Ah—" Liu Shan screamed.
Unlike when he had tossed Zhao Youjia earlier, Liu Shan's body passed around a tree branch in midair. Lin Yuan then grabbed the other end of the rope and secured it to the tree's trunk.
Liu Shan was now suspended in midair, held up entirely by a single rope.
The reason Lin Yuan had not used the previous method was that he did not think this good-for-nothing could grab the tree trunk above him.
The operation left everyone utterly dumbfounded.
Xun Ruobing could not help bursting into laughter.
After dealing with this one, Lin Yuan did not dare pause for even a moment. He hurried over to Han Housheng, who was dodging left and right while contending with the two wild boars.
By now, he was covered in wounds.
Aside from numerous scrapes, there was an especially horrifying gash on his thigh.
When the two wild boars saw Lin Yuan approach, they could not help stopping their attacks.
Lin Yuan patted Han Housheng on the shoulder.
He said softly, "Uncle Han, thanks for the effort. Step aside for now."
Han Housheng looked at him and nodded. He had naturally seen Lin Yuan deal with the wild boar with a mere lift of his hand.
He knew that even if he stayed, he would only become a burden.
"A Yuan, be careful."
With that, he handed him the broad saber in his hand.
Lin Yuan accepted the saber with one hand and gestured for him not to worry.
Han Housheng struggled to his feet and slowly made his way toward his younger brother, dragging a leg that was still gushing blood.
"Brother!"
Han Shusheng climbed down from the tree with remarkable agility and rushed toward his brother.
"Brother—" When Han Shusheng saw his brother, he did not know what to say for a moment. He could only let the tears in his eyes flow freely.
A faint smile appeared on Han Housheng's pale face. "I'm not dead yet!"
Lin Yuan stood with the saber in one hand, surveying the two wild boars before him and the Boar King standing on the slope.
The Boar King was watching him as well.
The valley fell silent once more. No one dared even breathe loudly.
The birds in the mountain forest seemed to sense something too, and did not dare make another sound.
All around them, only the autumn wind flowing through the valley and the rustling of leaves stirred by the breeze could be heard.
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