Lu Lin's steps halted. He turned back and stared coldly at the man, then strode over to him. The burly man assumed Lu Lin wouldn't dare stick around for long, and met his gaze without a trace of fear.
Smack!
Lu Lin slapped the burly man across the face.
The man froze.
He hadn't expected Lu Lin to actually make a move right then. They'd only come out for dinner, and happened to spot Lu Lin walking along with his head tilted up, gazing at the sky. Recognizing him as someone from Liu's Martial Arts School, they'd come over to pick a fight.
They hadn't expected Lu Lin to be so strong. Not only had he beaten them up, he'd even dared to stay instead of leaving. Could this kid really be a Martial Artist despite his young age?
The burly man looked Lu Lin over. He seemed only seventeen or eighteen, and still had the look of a student. The man immediately relaxed.
"Fuck, you little bastard, you've got guts. Don't run. When Master Zhang gets here, I'll make you kneel and beg for mercy."
Smack!
His answer was another resounding slap.
The burly man froze again. He couldn't believe Lu Lin was so damn bold as to slap him a second time.
"You fucking—"
Smack!
"Holy shit—"
Smack!
Lu Lin didn't say a word. He simply grabbed the burly man by the collar and slapped him whenever he tried to speak.
After several rounds of this, the man's face had swollen up like a pig's head. He didn't dare run his mouth anymore.
Just then, Lu Lin heard footsteps behind him. He released the burly man, straightened, and turned around.
A Martial Trainee in Jishan Martial Arts School's uniform was leading the way, followed by a short Martial Artist with a fierce look in his eyes.
A Martial Artist.
Lu Lin was certain this one was definitely a Martial Artist.
"Well, kid, we meet again!"
The Martial Artist across from him spoke mockingly.
But Lu Lin didn't recognize him.
He knew only a few Martial Artists, and this was the first time he'd seen this man's face.
Still, while Lu Lin didn't know Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu certainly hadn't forgotten him.
Zhang Yu was the Martial Artist who'd been with Li Chou at the Free Martial Artist Association that afternoon. He also had another identity: a coach at Jishan Martial Arts School.
Seeing Lu Lin's bewildered expression, Zhang Yu found it amusing.
That afternoon, their captain, Li Chou, had found several Advanced Martial Disciples and told them to keep an eye on the Dragon Saber Squad's movements.
Wang Yan of the Dragon Saber Squad had been injured the day before, and plenty of people wanted to join the squad. Yet in less than a day, Ren Tian had already found Lu Lin to fill the vacancy.
From this, Li Chou had deduced that the Dragon Saber Squad had a mission and would soon be leaving Dongshan City.
Ren Tian was plotting to ambush the Great Wind Squad, but Li Chou wasn't going to just sit back and take it.
Zhang Yu hadn't expected to run into Lu Lin just after his captain told him to keep an eye on the Dragon Saber Squad.
"I don't know you. But if you're here to stick up for them, I won't just stand there and take a beating."
Lu Lin spoke calmly.
After killing a Martial Artist, Lu Lin's mindset had changed.
There was no way to use weapons in Dongshan City. The Wu'an Bureau would rush over to deal with it immediately.
But as long as they didn't use weapons and kept it to an ordinary "spar," the Wu'an Bureau would at most give them a lecture. It wouldn't do anything to the Martial Artists.
Lu Lin and Zhang Yu both knew how the Wu'an Bureau operated, so neither of them carried a blade or sword.
At that moment, they'd both arrived at the same conclusion.
There were hardly any pedestrians on the road at this hour. It was the perfect opportunity.
"Kid, you're asking for it!"
Zhang Yu suddenly sprang into action.
He threw a punch.
A fierce wind gathered around his fist.
With a single step, he was less than half a meter from Lu Lin.
"Heh."
Lu Lin sneered and met him with a punch of his own.
His Punch Force was close to that of a High-level Martial Artist. His qi and blood were a little lacking, but he was still no weaker than this man.
Their fists collided with a dull thud.
Since Lu Lin had been standing still, he was at a slight disadvantage. He stumbled back two steps before regaining his footing.
"Master Zhang is unbeatable!"
"Master Zhang's the fucking best!"
The Jishan Martial Trainees watching the fight shouted excitedly.
As far as they were concerned, Lu Lin hadn't even been able to withstand one of Master Zhang's punches. He'd soon be beaten to a pulp.
But Zhang Yu's heart sank.
This new kid in the Dragon Saber Squad was no pushover.
"Not bad, kid. Take another punch!"
Zhang Yu shouted and closed in on Lu Lin again.
Lu Lin deliberately pretended he couldn't block in time, letting Zhang Yu punch him in the chest.
[Dragon Roar Golden Bell Shield: 958/1000]
That one punch had raised Lu Lin's proficiency by a full 10 points.
Lu Lin was secretly delighted, but he put on an unwilling expression and punched Zhang Yu in the abdomen.
Zhang Yu tensed his waist and stomach as much as he could, but Lu Lin's punch was no easy thing to take.
He felt his internal organs buzzing away inside him.
But seeing Lu Lin's expression, Zhang Yu could only grit his teeth and endure it for now.
He didn't want to lose face in front of a young kid like Lu Lin.
Fine. They'd fight.
They'd see whose injuries were worse.
The Dragon Saber Squad would be leaving the city on a mission in a few days. They'd already lost Wang Yan. If Zhang Yu crippled the new kid they'd just recruited, the squad definitely wouldn't have time to find a replacement.
Then, once the Great Wind Squad had chosen a mission, it would be easier and more convenient to deal with the Dragon Saber Squad while they were out.
Thud.
With that thought, Zhang Yu threw another punch.
His strength had already reached the High-level Martial Artist stage. Every punch gave Lu Lin a decent boost in proficiency, but Lu Lin was still the one getting hit.
Lu Lin cried out in pain and punched Zhang Yu in return.
Neither of them used any real technique. They just traded punches, one after another.
The Jishan Martial Trainees watching from the sidelines were thrilled by the sight.
They'd seen Martial Artists spar at the school before, but those fights had only been for fun. Nothing like this.
They cheered loudly and urged Zhang Yu on.
After taking a few more punches from Zhang Yu, Lu Lin's Dragon Roar Golden Bell Shield finally leveled up.
[Dragon Roar Golden Bell Shield: 1/10000]
The Dragon Roar Golden Bell Shield's defense was even stronger after leveling up. When Zhang Yu's fists struck Lu Lin, he barely felt any pain.
And to Lu Lin, the force felt like a soothing massage, loosening his muscles and getting his blood flowing.
Bliss.
Thud. Thud-thud.
Zhang Yu still didn't know Lu Lin's Golden Bell Shield had leveled up. He only felt his punches growing weaker and weaker.
Not only was Lu Lin's Golden Bell Shield powerful, it also had a Counter Shock effect.
Now both Zhang Yu's arms were numb from the impact.
If not for the pent-up anger choking his chest, Zhang Yu felt he wouldn't be able to throw another punch.
Looking at Lu Lin, the kid still seemed utterly weak, as if he might fall at any moment.
Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and kept going.
As time passed, Zhang Yu felt he really couldn't keep this up.
He wasn't particularly skilled at boxing to begin with.
Now, on top of taking the Counter Shock from Lu Lin's Golden Bell Shield, he also had to endure Lu Lin's punches, which packed the force of a High-level Martial Artist.
He'd been hitting Lu Lin nonstop, but by now, he'd taken countless punches from him as well.
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