Heavy Fists Strike

Although there had been some distance between them when everyone had spoken ill of Lin Lin just now,

to martial artists with keen ears and sharp eyes, that distance was no different from loudly shouting right in front of him. Clearly, Lin Lin, the person concerned, had heard their badmouthing.

"..."

At that moment, not only the youth walking at the front, but also the three behind him felt completely numb.

Was there anything more awkward and guilt-inducing than being caught by the very person you were badmouthing?

There was.

The person being badmouthed had also risen in status.

If it had been the Lin Lin of the past, then so what if they spoke ill of him? Even if he heard them, no one would have taken it seriously. But now, Lin Lin had become an Elite Disciple.

This did not merely signify a rise in status. It also represented an enormous gap in personal combat strength.

Thus, no matter how much these youths looked down on Lin Lin in their hearts, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and address him as Senior Brother. They did not dare add fuel to the fire and anger him further.

"Senior Brother Lin."

The group greeted him awkwardly, then wanted to hurry past him and pretend nothing had happened.

But clearly, Lin Lin had no intention of letting them leave.

A smile appeared on his face as he said mildly, "Chai Guanglin, Luo Kang, Zhou Yuhu, Zhao ChuXue, it has been some time since we last met. This senior brother has missed you all greatly. As it happens, my martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds recently, and I have been promoted to Elite Disciple."

"We are all acquaintances. Since we happened to run into one another, it is only right for me, as your senior brother, to offer some guidance in your martial arts."

"I hope you gain something from it. When you narrowly escape death in the martial world someday, perhaps you will remember the benefit of this senior brother's wholehearted guidance today."

As he spoke, Lin Lin took a step forward.

Then, like a Phantom Shift, he appeared before Chai Guanglin, who had been walking at the front.

Before Chai Guanglin could react, he felt consecutive heavy blows landing on his chest, abdomen, face, and limbs. In an extremely brief span of time, he took over twenty palm strikes, each carrying an overwhelming force he could not resist.

In an instant, Chai Guanglin felt as though his entire body had fallen apart. Not a single part of him did not hurt.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Naturally, the other three could not simply sit and wait for death. While Lin Lin attacked Chai Guanglin, they tacitly joined forces and launched an attack on him.

One clenched both fists and struck at Lin Lin's shoulders, intending to interrupt his attack. Another formed a Sword Finger and jabbed at Lin Lin's Dantian Qi Sea, hoping to disrupt his Inner Breath circulation and temporarily rob him of his combat strength. The last charged forward in a bear hug, wanting to seize Lin Lin and make him unable to move.

But all of it was futile.

Though these four had all reached the Aperture Opening Realm, the strongest had only opened a dozen or so acupoints. The weakest had only just achieved Acupoint Opening and had not even fully established their Martial Arts System. Even calling them Second-Rate was somewhat generous. The gap between their strength and Lin Lin's was immense.

And when martial arts differed by even a small margin, the difference in actual combat was like heaven and earth.

Faced with the three-pronged assault, Lin Lin remained calm.

Their movements might have seemed fast to ordinary people, but in Lin Lin's eyes, they were scarcely different from slow motion.

He raised his left hand and blocked Luo Kang's Twin Peaks Strike the Ears. Terrifying force burst from between Lin Lin's fingers and palm, sending Luo Kang staggering backward uncontrollably. He slammed straight into the rock wall beside the road, his back aching terribly as his internal organs were jolted.

His stomach churned, and he immediately vomited up the breakfast he had eaten not long ago.

Zhao ChuXue's Sword Finger, which had been pointed at Lin Lin, was caught in his right hand and bent.

Although fierce Sword Qi erupted from her Sword Finger, it still could not overcome Lin Lin's brute strength. With a crack, her finger was dislocated.

As for Zhou Yuhu, who had tried to grab Lin Lin and restrict his movements, Lin Lin sent him flying into the wall with a kick, following in Luo Kang's footsteps.

Immediately after, Lin Lin's left hand, having just knocked Luo Kang back, swung out in passing. In an instant, it slapped Zhao ChuXue's lovely, youthful, fair face more than ten times.

Then, with a pull of the right hand still gripping Zhao ChuXue, he dragged the dazed girl toward him and drove his clenched left fist heavily into her lower abdomen.

At that moment, Zhao ChuXue's cheeks burned, her brain felt as though it were shaking, and the intense pain from her abdomen made the unpleasant sensation even worse. When Lin Lin released his right hand, she went limp and crumpled to the ground like Chai Guanglin.

In just a few breaths, all four had suffered fairly serious injuries amid the swift exchange.

Their lives and future martial arts prospects were not in danger, but they would certainly suffer for the next ten days or half a month.

After giving the four a thorough beating, Lin Lin's expression remained genial. Smiling, he said, "Ah, it seems this senior brother struck a little too heavily. But that is also because you have neglected your training. Otherwise, you would not have been unable to withstand even my half-hearted punches and kicks."

"After you return, I hope you remember this senior brother's guidance and train diligently."

"Otherwise, this senior brother may show mercy, but those scum of the martial world out there will not go easy when they kill people."

With that, Lin Lin paid no attention to the venomous expressions on their faces. He stepped over the people lying on the ground and left.

It took the four lying on the ground quite some time to recover.

Fortunately, they were martial artists with constitutions far stronger than ordinary people. That was the only reason Lin Lin could beat them to his heart's content without killing them.

"It hurts so much. That bastard really hits hard. We only said a few bad things about him."

"Fuck, I refuse to accept this. He has gone too far. I want revenge."

"Ahhh! Until this grudge is avenged, I will know neither peace nor rest."

Cursing as they got to their feet, they helped Zhao ChuXue up. She lay on the ground with vacant eyes, looking utterly dead inside. They asked her with concern, "ChuXue, did Lin Lin hit you harder? If you feel unwell anywhere, let us go find a physician."

Only after everyone comforted Zhao ChuXue for a while did she come back to herself.

She did not utter any threats. The corner of her mouth twitched on her red, swollen face, revealing an ugly smile. She merely said, "Let's go. We still have class. Next year, we will also take the Elite Disciple promotion assessment. We cannot delay our studies."

Beside her, Zhou Yuhu rubbed his chest, his expression twisted in pain. "A-Xue, are we really still going to class at a time like this? Shouldn't we see a physician? We can endure the pain, but if the other fellow disciples see us in this sorry state, they will surely laugh at us."

Zhao ChuXue said coldly, "If we do not let the other fellow disciples see us, how will we take revenge?"

"Lin Lin's martial arts have surpassed ours later on. It will likely be difficult for us to catch up to him in a short time. Only by gathering many fellow disciples and combining our strength will we have a chance to repay today's humiliation."

The other three thought about it and found that it made sense.

They hurried after Zhao ChuXue toward the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Meanwhile, Lin Lin, who was walking toward his home, heard their conversation clearly with his powerful hearing.

But he did not care. He maintained the cheerful mood that had come from venting all his pent-up resentment.

They were merely defeated opponents whom he had surpassed. They were no match for him even now, let alone in the future. The gap between them would only grow wider and wider.

They could only look up at his ever-advancing back until it disappeared from sight forever.

Just as he had said while beating them, he was teaching them that disaster came from careless words.

Within the sect, the sect rules and elders restrained him, so Lin Lin had merely given them a harsh beating. If they were outside the sect, it would not be so easy.

If they fell into the hands of a true enemy, perhaps even death would become a luxury.

After returning home, Lin Lin quickly forgot the insignificant little incident. He composed himself and turned his attention to the Superior Martial Arts he had just obtained.

A new round of cultivation began.