"Hmph, I remember that your branch split off from the clan. At the last clan gathering, the good-for-nothing who was crippled in the very first match came from your branch! People from your branch only know how to brag!"
A gloomy-looking young man sneered maliciously.
As soon as the young man finished speaking, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He looked toward Lin Yi, only to see that the latter's expression had already turned ice-cold.
Before he could react, Lin Yi's figure had already transformed into a blurred shadow and shot toward him at astonishing speed.
"Slap!"
A crisp slap rang out, and the young man who had just spoken was sent flying by Lin Yi's palm.
"Pfft!"
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood in midair, several knocked-out teeth mixed within it. His body slammed heavily into the wall surrounding the training field before rolling to the ground like a dead dog.
"Brat, how dare you attack!" Seeing the young man beaten into a dead dog by a single slap from Lin Yi, the remaining three inner-clan members were instantly shocked and enraged.
"Hmph!" Lin Yi ignored them completely. With a cold snort, he abruptly released the powerful aura of the Great Perfection of Yuan Dan Stage, pressing it toward the remaining three inner-clan members.
Under that mighty pressure, the three suddenly felt as if their bodies weighed a thousand jun. They desperately circulated their Yuan Power to resist, but it was useless. In the end, with a "thump," they collapsed helplessly to their knees on the training field.
"Great Perfection of Yuan Dan Stage! How is that possible?!"
From the aura Lin Yi released, they were able to determine his cultivation level. Their faces immediately filled with disbelief.
"I don't care what