I'm Not Targeting You
"No wonder, no wonder."
One of the teenagers, his face filled with shock, gently shook his head:
"Those who lost, they truly deserved their defeat."
At this age, regardless of whether it's due to the use of certain techniques or methods, it's quite incredible that such a terrifying aura could be displayed.
"Looks like he's really angry."
Some people looked at Lin Xie with pity in their eyes.
This kind of thing is understandable.
Meanwhile, many more people immediately turned towards Lu Changzhi.
Lin Xie made such a commotion; it's obvious who he was targeting.
"Master?"
Qin Li spoke up immediately.
"No need."
Lu Changzhi responded.
"Hand it over!"
Lin Xie looked over, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent and anger.
Lu Changzhi smiled faintly:
"Come."
Upon hearing the response, everyone felt a slight jolt.
"So calm about it?"
"Die!"
Lin Xie let out a low shout, channeling his spiritual power into it, which suddenly exploded like thunder from the heavens.
Countless people nearby shuddered the moment the sound rang out, their faces contorted in pain, and many more staggered and collapsed.
Before the sound had even faded, Lin Xie's figure had already covered most of the distance.
This scene immediately invigorated countless powerful figures outside the Emperor Dao.
What's the point of this situation if a fight doesn't break out?
Before anyone could think further, the distance between the two had already shrunk to only one-eighth.
Although not personally involved in the Emperor Dao, making it difficult to perceive precisely, anyone with a slightly higher cultivation level could see that Lin Xie's attack was almost entirely unreserved.
Even that long dragon wielding the whip just now would not dare to confront it head-on.
What intrigued them was that the Liu Clan's imperial son merely raised his arm, showing no intention of dodging.
"So, his methods..."
The curiosity had barely begun when many people witnessed the answer firsthand.
Lu Changzhi raised his hand and clenched it in mid-air towards Lin Xie.
Brush!
Without any warning, a giant hand suddenly appeared in the space where Lin Xie was located.
The moment the giant hand appeared, Lin Xie's figure abruptly stopped.
Centered on it, the space in the palm seemed to deviate from the norm, curling and folding as the palm clenched.
At the edges, it became even more blurred, continuously spreading towards Lin Xie in the center.
Damn it!
Feeling the pressure from this palm strike, Lin Xie's expression changed drastically.
The anger and resentment brought on by the sight of the scene vanished in an instant.
This palm strike involved the Dao of Space, which he had heard of and attempted to understand in his previous life.
The incredible thing is that the skill level of this palm strike is even higher than that of the powerful figure who ruled a region in my previous life?!
Unless he possesses the strength of his previous life, even at the peak of his Emperor Dao, he would find it difficult to break through this predicament!
Right now, his hand is gradually clenching.
The contest of strength had just reached its climax when it began to falter.
In an instant, Lin Xie was covered in cold sweat.
A terrifying thought flashed through my mind:
"Could it be that he was reborn with cultivation?"
Without time to think, Lin Xie hurriedly spoke in a deep voice:
I'm not targeting you personally.
"Oh?"
The power that had caused Lin Xie's hair to return to its original state paused slightly.
"That is?"
Lu Changzhi looked at Lin Xie with great interest.
A true man can bend and stretch, and Lin Xie's ability to bend and stretch is extremely fast.
Lin Xie breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there's room for negotiation.
Lin Xie immediately spoke up:
"It was my mindset that was flawed, but I've accepted it now. You are far more exceptional, which is why he chose you."
"But people must pay the price for their mistakes. I know information about an imperial tomb, and as payment for this offense, I'm informing you of it."
After saying that, Lin Xie waited for Lu Changzhi's response.
Lu Changzhi did not speak, but the pressure from the force did indeed ease.
Sensing this, a wisp of thought drifted out from between Lin Xie's brows.
As it says, the information recorded inside is indeed about an imperial tomb, including its approximate location and time of appearance, its internal structure, where one should go, and the possible dangers and their sources.
The comprehensiveness of it was something that left Lu Changzhi slightly speechless.
How did you know all this?
Although he knew the most likely reason, Lu Changzhi still asked Lin Xie.
I learned about it by chance.
Lin Xie spoke up:
"Now that I've given it to you, whether you go or not, I will no longer participate."
"Good."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Changzhi released his grip.
Brush.
The hand vanished instantly, and the pressure surrounding Lin Xie disappeared in a flash, returning him to this world.
Lin Xie looked at Lu Changzhi again, but the latter remained as calm and composed as ever.
Just like that life-or-death moment just now, the cause was not caused by it.
Lin Xie took a deep breath, then raised his hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lu Changzhi:
Thank you.
If he had a choice, he would never want to be so subservient.
It wouldn't have mattered if I couldn't have this Emperor Artifact myself, but it just so happens to have fallen into someone else's hands.
What's worse, the opponent's martial arts skills and strength were extremely extraordinary, far beyond what he could possibly defeat.
Sweet words are hard to sway, while groveling and bowing may be humiliating, but it can offer a glimmer of hope for survival.
Fate gave me another chance, but before I could even make further progress, I was about to suffer a crushing defeat. This was far more unacceptable than self-humiliation.
"You're welcome."
Lu Changzhi looked at Lin Xie and smiled slightly:
"Keep in touch. I'll contact you if I need anything in the future."
Just like Qin Li knows the Shen Clan so well.
Lin Xie can even produce information about the Emperor's Tomb; is it possible that he only knows about this opportunity created by a time difference?
Obviously not!
Although Lin Xie's life or death is currently in his own hands.
But if Lin Xie were to die, the Liu Clan would probably be the most pleased.
Moreover, he had also noticed Luo Zhen's actions.
This leek is clearly heading down a narrow path; having Lin Xie to divert its attention might be a good idea.
On one hand, it's about weighing all aspects.
On the other side, Lin Xie, who was listening to what Lu Changzhi said, suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes.
Keep in touch? Contact me only if you need anything.
They were so good at disguising themselves; such wicked waters lay hidden beneath their honest exterior.
However, Lin Xie didn't say anything more about it.
He took out a communication jade and handed it to Lu Changzhi, which meant he had agreed.
And until this moment.
Those inside and outside the Emperor Dao were only now recovering from their shock.
"This is... a handshake and reconciliation? No, isn't this happening a bit too fast?" Someone asked, their face full of disbelief.
Some people exclaimed in astonishment, "Good Celestial Person! What kind of skill is this? Not only did he stop him, but he even shaved his head until it was shiny! He was so angry just now, how terrifying must he be to have such a sincere expression!"
Some people gave Lin Xie a deep look, then glanced at the stone chair behind Lu Changzhi, and secretly shook their heads:
"It's true what they say, like attracts like. That stone chair was such a contrasting object, and now it seems he's just as fond of contrasts as this chair!"
Those who didn't understand martial arts watched the spectacle, but everyone who knew anything about martial arts was looking at the Liu Clan, or more precisely, at Liu Xun.
Amidst the shock, there was also a hint of astonishment:
"How come this father seems less convinced than everyone else that his own son can use this martial art to such a degree?"