"Hmph, don't waste your breath on me. I don't want to waste my breath on you. Just hand over the Medicine King Seed, and I'll let you go. You can get lost!"
Lu Qingyuan stared at Lin Yu's palm with a cold glint in his eyes.
"If you want the Seed of the Medicine King, you'll have to defeat me first!"
Lin Yu smiled faintly, and a powerful aura rose from his body, soaring straight into the sky.
"Kid, you're courting death!"
Lu Qingyuan roared, flipped his wrist, and pulled out a jade pendant from his waist. The pendant was engraved with a ferocious tiger pattern. A vast pressure suddenly erupted, surging like a torrent, shaking the nearby grass and trees.
" Divine Rank spiritual treasure, the Tiger Roar Sword!"
Lu Qingyuan formed a hand seal, and the Tiger Roar Sword in his hand suddenly grew to a thousand feet in size, a huge blade lying horizontally in the air, the blade radiating a cold light, the chilling sharpness causing the wind elements in the air to violently distort and vibrate, as if blades were slicing through the void!
"This is the Lu Clan's most prized artifact, the Tiger Roar Sword! It's the Lu Clan's most precious spiritual treasure. Even our clan leader only possesses this one artifact. I never expected you, a mere brat, to possess it, and a spiritual treasure at the early stage at that! It seems your identity is quite extraordinary. However, I don't have time to concern myself with your identity right now, because I really hate it when someone blocks my path!"
Lu Qingyuan sneered, made a sword gesture, and slashed down at Lin Yu. The tiger roars on the sword grew louder, and one after another, fierce tigers roared and pounced on Lin Yu.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Yu's eyes. He clenched his fists, swung them violently, and slammed them down!
Bang!
Their fists collided with a loud bang, a howling wind arose, and two powerful shockwaves swept outwards in all directions.
Terrifying energy fluctuations erupted from both men's fists simultaneously. Lin Yu took a few steps back to steady himself, while the black-robed youth was blasted away, staggering back more than ten meters before barely managing to regain his footing.
"Good lad, your strength is terrifying!"
After regaining his footing, Lu Qingyuan's eyes were filled with shock. He had originally thought that Lin Yu was only at the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm, but he had not expected that the other party would actually possess strength comparable to the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm!
His strength was many times greater than before, yet he still suffered a loss at Lin Yu's hands, which showed that the young man's strength far exceeded his expectations.
"Well, you're something else! But you're destined to get away today!"
A cold light flashed in Lu Qingyuan's eyes, and he began to wield his sword once more.
Lin Yu was slightly startled upon seeing this. He hadn't expected the black-robed youth to be so powerful, nearly defeating him with a single sword strike. It seemed his opponent's strength was even greater than he had anticipated!
However, he was not worried at all. His current combat power was comparable to that of a master at the peak of the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm, and he had many tricks up his sleeve. He believed that Lu Qingyuan was definitely no match for him!
"Hmph!"
He snorted coldly, used the Thunder Step technique, and his figure vanished instantly. The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Lu Qingyuan, his right palm reaching out and striking Lu Qingyuan's chest.
Bang!
Lu Qingyuan was once again sent flying by Lin Yu's palm strike. This time, Lu Qingyuan was sent flying hundreds of meters away, crashing into several towering ancient trees before finally hitting a pine tree that was tens of thousands of years old. The pine branches and leaves fell down, and a figure flew out from inside—it was Lu Qingyuan!
Lu Qingyuan's clothes were tattered, and his skin had turned purplish-black, clearly indicating that he was injured, but not fatally.
He stood in the air, his gaze towards Lin Yu becoming extremely solemn, his heart filled with shock. He simply couldn't imagine how Lin Yu's strength had become so formidable!
He was a member of the Lu Clan, one of the top twenty powers in the Divine Continent, with a profound foundation and extremely domineering cultivation techniques. The clothes he wore were personally sewn by the Lu Clan Chief, incredibly sturdy, capable of withstanding attacks from a sixth-level Divine Power expert—a defensive treasure indeed. Yet, Lin Yu had easily shattered them with a single palm strike. Just how powerful was his physical body?
"Brother Lu, you should leave. I really don't want to fight you," Lin Yu said, shaking his head.
"You!"
Lu Qingyuan's face darkened.
"Since you're determined to die, then don't blame me!"
Lu Qingyuan gritted his teeth, flicked his finger, and the Tiger Roar Sword in his hand instantly transformed into a golden ray, shooting towards Lin Yu!
"Well done!"
Lin Yu snorted coldly, his figure flickered and suddenly disappeared, then reappeared in front of Lu Qingyuan. At the same time, he raised his fist and slammed it down on the Tiger Roar Sword.
Boom!
The Tiger Roar Sword collided with Lin Yu's fist, sending Lin Yu flying. He crashed through more than a dozen trees before finally coming to a stop.
Lin Yu coughed a few times, and his cheeks burned with pain. He secretly thought that things were going badly, because he hadn't expected his opponent to be stronger than he had imagined!
Lin Yu was about to turn and run away, but at that moment, Lu Qingyuan attacked again, his Tiger Roar Sword transforming into a Tiger Roar Blade, sweeping down at him!
"A mere trick!"
Lin Yu snorted coldly, raised the Dragon Scale Sword in his hand, and a dragon's roar resounded, transforming into a sky full of Sword Qi to meet the Tiger Roar Blade!
hiss hiss hiss hiss...
The Tiger Roar Blade collided with the Sword Qi, instantly bursting into dense sparks and scattering fire.
Puff puff puff puff...
The light on the Tiger Roar Sword gradually dimmed, and finally collapsed with a bang, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air.
Lu Qingyuan's strength was truly terrifying, exceeding Lin Yu's by two entire realms. Even with Lin Yu's formidable supernatural abilities, he was still no match for him.
"As expected of a prodigy from the Lu Clan, he is indeed very powerful."
Lin Yu praised.
"Brother Lin, I know you have many trump cards up your sleeve, so let's not hold back. I'll also use all my strength to fight you to the death."
As Lu Qingyuan spoke, the coldness in his eyes grew stronger, and his fingers once again played a series of notes.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Suddenly, four jet-black iron chains appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Yu.
"What is this?"
A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Yu's eyes; he had never seen anything like it before.
"Hehe, this is the Soul-Locking Rope of my Lu Clan, specially designed to capture the primordial Primordial Spirit of those with powerful divine senses. The material of this Soul-Locking Rope is very special; it can imprison powerful divine sense, causing it to fall into a brief state of unconsciousness. Upon awakening, it will face fatal danger."
"You think you're so tough? Try breaking free of the Soul-Locking Rope and see if you can!"
Seeing the look of doubt in Lin Yu's eyes, Lu Qingyuan revealed a sinister smile and said.
"Hehe, I see. The material of this Soul-Locking Rope is not bad, but it's really not a threat to me right now!"