"Stand down!" A cold, clear voice rang out, almost devoid of emotion.
But everyone familiar with that voice knew its owner was furious beyond measure.
It was Qi Tai, the Peak Master of Medicine King Peak.
The figures who had leaped into the air landed reluctantly, their faces filled with anger.
"The lad was a little heavy-handed."
Up on the dais, the Valley Master of Yellow Maple Valley spoke with a smile.
Zhang Jingyuan's expression had not changed at all. He even smiled. "It's fine. How could martial artists spar without anyone getting hurt?"
"Thank you for the bout!" Lin Jingyu cupped his hands, his expression unruffled.
Qi Xuancheng's face was livid, but he had no choice except to acknowledge Lin Jingyu's strength.
Without a word, he picked up his sword, then turned and jumped down from the platform.
"Would any other senior brothers care to instruct me?" Lin Jingyu smiled at the men who had tried to rush him earlier.
None of them spoke.
Most disciples of Medicine King Peak were alchemists with little talent for martial arts. Although they had reached major marrow cleansing, their cultivation had been piled up with pills. None of them could match Lin Jingyu alone.
"Damn it! If only Yan Guiyun were here!" Many Violet Sun Gate disciples clenched their fists.
Even Qi Xuancheng and Zhang Hanzhou, two geniuses who had begun their push toward Heavenly Origin, had been defeated. Few dared claim they could beat Lin Jingyu for certain.
For a time, Lin Jingyu seemed to have suppressed the entire Violet Sun Gate. No one stepped forward.
Lin Jingyu scoffed, then suddenly looked at Xu Yang. "Brother Xu, would you come up and exchange a few moves? Let me experience the wonders of golden astral qi."
He had never heard Xu Yang's