Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

Chapter 433: Chapter 429: Shocking the Entire Crowd

Lin Hao reached out to grab the spear. The men who had just attacked him all stared intently at his hand.

The man standing opposite Lin Hao sneered at the sight.

The power contained within that spear was enough to make even them, standing dozens of meters away, unsteady on their feet. One could only imagine its true strength. For Lin Hao to dare catch it with his bare hands was simply suicidal.

Some of the more devious disciples were even secretly gathering their power, waiting for the moment Lin Hao faltered to launch a devastating attack and seize the position of a Holy Stele expert for themselves.

Under everyone’s gaze, Lin Hao’s grasping hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and he punched it straight at the spear.

Everyone was stunned.

On the path above, Wenren Yuxin shuddered, shock filling her beautiful eyes.

"Has Brother Lin gone mad!" Wenren Feiming cried out in alarm.

The one who secretly threw this spear was definitely a Holy Stele expert, and since the eighth and ninth-ranked experts were currently away from the Saint Institute, the attacker’s identity was all but revealed.

That was an expert at the Fifth Layer of Soul Gathering Realm. The power of the spear he threw was unimaginable. Lin Hao trying to catch it with his hand already seemed insane to everyone. But now, he had actually switched from a grab to a fist, intending to clash head-on with the spear. That was something only a madman would do.

Before everyone’s wide eyes, Lin Hao’s fist and the spear’s tip collided.

BOOM!

The instant Lin Hao’s fist and the spear made contact, a burst of power erupted from the point of impact. A large tree dozens of meters away was instantly severed, a Martial Artist’s head went flying, and countless others were blasted away.

Lin Hao’s fist had become a deadly weapon; the force of their collision was simply immense!

And under Lin Hao’s fist, the spear shattered.

STOMP, STOMP, STOMP!

Lin Hao’s body was blasted backward.

At that very moment, several Martial Artists made their move.

’Kick him while he’s down!’

It had to be said, their timing was perfect.

Weapons were once again thrown at Lin Hao, and some Martial Artists even manifested weapons directly from their True Essence to slash at him.

None who dared to strike at this moment were weak; most were Martial Artists at the Second Layer of Soul Gathering Realm, and their attacks were incredibly fast.

Lin Hao had yet to disperse the force from his clash with the spear, his body still staggering backward.

Faced with these attacks, Lin Hao seemed completely unable to react in time.

The next moment, all the attacks slammed into Lin Hao’s body, forcefully halting his backward momentum. All the weapons that struck him remained embedded, not one of them falling out.

"Hahaha, we got him! Excellent! The tenth spot on the Holy Stele is mine!" someone cheered, dancing with excitement.

For the weapons not to fall could only mean they had pierced Lin Hao’s body.

After being pierced by so many weapons, there was no way Lin Hao could be unharmed.

"Bullshit! I obviously hit him first," another person immediately retorted, unconvinced.

"I may not have thrown a weapon, but my True Essence palm struck Lin Hao first. The credit should be mine," another person chimed in, joining the squabble for credit.

"Wait, that’s not right. Why isn’t he bleeding?" someone finally questioned.

Just then, the weapons embedded in Lin Hao’s body suddenly shot back out.

PFFT! PFFT!

An unknown number of people were pierced by their own weapons and sent flying backward. After landing, they slid for a long distance before stopping, leaving behind a long, gruesome trail of blood.

For the first time, Lin Hao had killed.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn’t know how to cherish it." Lin Hao stood proudly, his gaze sweeping around. His voice was ice-cold, his killing intent laid bare.

At last, some people finally knew fear.

Lin Hao’s cultivation level was beyond their imagination; he was not someone they could contend with.

Especially when they saw that the hand Lin Hao had used to block the spear was completely unharmed, a chill rose from the very depths of their hearts.

’To block such a terrifying spear with bare flesh and emerge completely unscathed—that’s beyond human capability!’

The next moment, without a second word, many people turned and fled at incredible speed.

With some leading the way, more people began to flee for their lives.

Lin Hao watched coldly, making no move to stop them.

Just then, someone descended from the sky, landing not far from Lin Hao.

After surveying the surroundings, he frowned and asked, "What happened here?"

"Elder Yin, it was Lin Hao! Lin Hao killed them all!" Seeing this person, one of the survivors cried out as if he had seen his savior.

The newcomer was one of the Saint Institute’s elders, Yin Duwen.

"Lin Hao, how audacious! To dare commit murder in the Saint Institute! Twenty-three bodies—that’s twenty-three lives! How could you be so utterly deranged!" Yin Duwen berated Lin Hao, his face a mask of sorrow and compassion.

Lin Hao just sneered.

’I already anticipated this scene when I decided to kill.’

"Nothing to say for yourself! Do you admit your guilt?!" Seeing Lin Hao remain silent, Yin Duwen took a step forward, his presence swelling with power.

"Elder Yin, I saw everything that just happened here clearly. Lin Hao is not guilty," a cool, clear voice sounded.

A beautiful figure appeared. It was none other than Wenren Yuxin.

"Ah, it’s student Wenren. You were just passing by, how could you have seen clearly? The Six Institutes Martial Competition is about to begin. You have great potential and should be in secluded cultivation for the next few days." Seeing Wenren Yuxin, Yin Duwen greeted her with a smile.

Although Wenren Yuxin had always kept a low profile at the Saint Institute, Yin Duwen knew she was a potential candidate to be the next Patriarch of the Wenren family. Moreover, the Wenren family’s medicinal pills were becoming increasingly precious and difficult to obtain, so he did not wish to offend her.

To get rid of her quickly, Yin Duwen brought up the Six Institutes Martial Competition.

This was a reminder to Wenren Yuxin that the competition was the only path to the Heaven-Breaking Pavilion, and that she should weigh the consequences of helping Lin Hao.

"The six great Saint Institutes are filled with experts as numerous as trees in a forest; this disciple wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous. On the other hand, junior brother Lin Hao’s potential is limitless. The Elder should keep a close eye on him, lest he be snatched away by another Saint Institute."

Wenren Yuxin naturally understood the hidden meaning in Yin Duwen’s words. She was also aware that he was targeting Lin Hao. This was her reminder to Yin Duwen that even if Lin Hao couldn’t enter their Yujin Saint Institute, he could still join another one.

Yin Duwen’s expression flickered, but it quickly returned to normal.

’Lin Hao will definitely challenge a Holy Stele expert. When that happens, he’ll be half-dead. Forget about other Saint Institutes, he won’t even be able to leave the Cangnan Empire.’

"Limitless potential? Right, the potential to kill! Look who he killed! That Lin Wanrong might have been a bit of a flirt, but he was always willing to help others, a good kid. And Hu Ba, poor boy, he couldn’t even speak properly. But they all died at Lin Hao’s hands. And..."

Yin Duwen pointed at the bodies littering the ground, his voice filled with righteous indignation. By the end, he almost shed a tear.

Standing to the side, Wenren Feiming’s jaw dropped. He was in utter awe of Yin Duwen’s acting.

If he didn’t know the old man’s true nature, even Wenren Feiming would have been fooled by him.

But what impressed Wenren Feiming even more was what Lin Hao did next.