Free Web NovelChapter 647: Chapter 647: Are You the Reinforcements They Called For?
"Hahaha, is this the reinforcement your Sacred Institute of Heavenly Dao called for?"
Across from them, several young men from the Holy Land of Origin roared with laughter, laughing so hard they were crying. A mere four-star Grandmaster was as insignificant as an ant in their eyes, someone they could crush with one hand.
And this person was their reinforcement? Truly laughable. Is this kid here to get himself killed?
However, Lin Xuan stated confidently, "That’s right. I am their reinforcement."
His words stunned everyone. The five young men from the Holy Land of Origin were momentarily taken aback before their laughter grew even louder.
The three disciples from the Sacred Institute of Heavenly Dao were left speechless. The icy woman, Ning Xue, rolled her eyes. This guy really knows how to brag.
Lu Jiu also shook his head and sighed. "Young Master, you should leave quickly. It’s too dangerous here. If you stay, you’ll lose your life."
"Leave? There’s no need," Lin Xuan said, shaking his head. "I don’t take a mere five one-star Grandmasters seriously at all. Don’t worry, I can save you."
Lu Jiu was dumbfounded. This young man is an incredible braggart. How did I not notice this before?
Ning Xue was so enraged she stomped her foot. She shot Lin Xuan a fierce glare, then turned to Lu Jiu. "Ignore this brat! We need to focus on finding a way to break out of this encirclement!"
She couldn’t believe Lin Xuan could defeat five Grandmasters. Forget five, she doubted he could even beat one of them. She feared he couldn’t even withstand a single move from a Grandmaster.
The faces of the five young men from the Holy Land of Origin darkened. What did this kid just say? That he could take care of all five of us? What a joke!
One of the youths snorted coldly. "Truly a fool courting death. I’d like to see how you deal with me."
With that, he struck out at Lin Xuan with his palm. Spiritual Light flickered in his palm, transforming into a Flying Eagle that soared forward. The terrifying aura formed a storm, its momentum utterly astonishing.
"Not good, that’s the Flying Eagle Palm! That kid can’t stop it!" Ning Xue’s expression changed when she saw this. She had fought these people from the Holy Land of Origin before and knew their strength all too well.
"Quick, dodge!" she shouted.
However, Lin Xuan didn’t even think of dodging. On the contrary, he took the initiative and attacked. His figure blurred as he charged forward, launching a punch.
Is he insane? He actually dares to attack a Grandmaster? Does he have a death wish? Ning Xue’s face drained of color.
Lu Jiu drew a sharp breath, but he still clung to a sliver of hope. "Since this Young Master dares to make a move, I assume he must have some powerful trump card."
Ning Xue retorted irritably, "What kind of trump card do you think allows someone to fight across seven cultivation realms? Have you ever seen anyone do that?"
Lu Jiu was speechless. He truly had never seen anyone fight across seven realms. That’s just too difficult. This young man can’t possibly do it. It’s over... he’s a dead man. He sighed, realizing it was too late to save him now.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted ahead. The two attacks had collided.
The Flying Eagle was instantly shattered. Lin Xuan’s fist was unstoppable, rocketing toward the young man who had attacked him. With a loud bang, the youth was sent flying, leaving a trail of blood in his wake.
"What? He blocked it?" Lu Jiu exclaimed.
Ning Xue’s eyes widened, feeling as if she were in a dream.
The other youths from the Holy Land of Origin were even more astounded. Are we dreaming? This kid actually sent our companion flying! This is unbelievable! Is this guy really just a four-star Grandmaster?
Impossible, the leader of the group thought, shaking his head frantically. He can’t possibly fight across seven realms. Dammit, this kid must have hidden his cultivation level. He has to be a one-star Grandmaster, too. Yes, that must be it.
Thinking this, he snorted coldly. "Kid, do you really want to interfere in our affairs? Do you have any idea who we are? We are from the Holy Land of Origin. Offend our Holy Land, and you’ll meet a grim end. I advise you to leave obediently now, and I can overlook this. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being discourteous."
Lin Xuan laughed. "Is the Holy Land of Origin that strong? I’d like to see for myself." His tone suggested he held them in complete disregard.
This made the lead youth’s face turn ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Since you’re seeking death, I’ll grant you your wish! Everyone, attack together and eliminate him!"
So what if Lin Xuan hid his cultivation? In his eyes, Lin Xuan was just another one-star Grandmaster. Including the people from the Sacred Institute of Heavenly Dao, that only made four one-star Grandmasters. They still had five on their side! They held the advantage.
"Attack!"
The cultivators from the Holy Land of Origin drew their swords and blades, charging forward with soaring murderous intent. The young man who had been sent flying earlier was gritting his teeth, furious that he had been so careless. This time, he would have his revenge.
Seeing the group from the Holy Land of Origin charge over, Ning Xue’s face changed. She declared, "Let’s all attack together!" They prepared to join forces with Lin Xuan and break through the encirclement.
However, Lin Xuan simply waved his hand. "There’s no need for us to team up to deal with them. You all just watch from the side."
With that, Lin Xuan swiftly charged forward.
Ning Xue was completely dazed. What did he just say? He’s going to take on five one-star Grandmasters by himself? Is he serious? Who does he think he is? A two-star Grandmaster? Only a two-star Grandmaster could sweep away five one-star Grandmasters. This kid looks like he’s not even twenty. How could he possibly be a two-star Grandmaster?
She didn’t believe it. Lu Jiu didn’t believe it either. He started to rush forward to help Lin Xuan. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
But at that moment, Lin Xuan let out a furious roar as the Dragon Power in his body erupted. A formidable aura, like a volcanic eruption, swept out in all directions. The ground shook violently as cracks spread everywhere. Lu Jiu was thrown back by the force, staggering backward again and again.
How is this possible? How can his power be this strong? Lu Jiu was dumbfounded.
Behind him, Ning Xue also gasped. No wonder this young man dared to face five Grandmasters alone. His strength is this formidable! Judging by this aura, even if he’s not a two-star Grandmaster, he must be close. He should be able to hold them off. This is great! She felt a surge of delight. She saw hope.
Beside her, Lan Yu also took a sharp breath. Who in the world is this guy? To have such strength at under twenty years old... I’ve never heard of such a genius. Could it be he’s not from our region either? Could he be like the people from the Holy Land of Origin, from somewhere else?
"Who knows?" Ning Xue shrugged. "No matter where he’s from, this is a good thing for us. Let’s hurry and restore our energy."
They each took out an Elixir and quickly consumed it, their eyes fixed on the battle ahead.
Five figures had completely surrounded Lin Xuan. They attacked swiftly, but Lin Xuan’s speed was incredible. His figure flickered, and he dodged all five attacks. The next moment, he appeared behind one of the youths and threw a punch.
The World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist struck the man squarely in the back. CRACK!
This young man flew away like a broken kite, staining the sky with blood.
After sending one youth from the Holy Land of Origin flying, Lin Xuan continued his relentless assault. He wielded the Serpent Fist with uncanny skill. On his fists, phantom images of serpents appeared, carrying destructive power as they swept across the battlefield.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The other youths from the Holy Land of Origin were also sent flying, one after another. In an instant, they were all like kites with their strings cut, drifting into the distance and leaving trails of blood behind them.
Watching this scene unfold, Ning Xue and her companions were utterly stupefied.
He’s too strong. Don’t tell me this kid is actually a two-star Grandmaster? He’s not even twenty, yet his strength surpasses ours. This kid must have an extraordinary background.
Ahead, only the lead youth remained. His face was deathly pale as he stared at Lin Xuan in utter horror.
"Who on earth are you?" he asked, his voice trembling with fear.
"My name is Lin Xuan. I am also a disciple of the Sacred Institute of Heavenly Dao," Lin Xuan stated calmly.
Upon hearing this, the lead youth’s face became extremely ugly. So he’s also a disciple of the Sacred Institute. No wonder he attacked us.
Behind Lin Xuan, Ning Xue and the others also gasped. "What? He’s a disciple of the Sacred Institute, too? That’s incredible. How have we never heard the name Lin Xuan before?"
Lin Xuan smiled and started to turn back to explain.
Seizing the opportunity, the lead youth made his move. A Flying Sword shot out from his sleeve. Like a meteor, it slashed mercilessly toward Lin Xuan.
"Go die, kid!" the young man sneered.
"Oh no, get out of the way!" Ning Xue cried out in alarm. That Flying Sword was terrifyingly powerful; not even a typical two-star Grandmaster could block it.
BOOM! The Flying Sword struck Lin Xuan’s body.
Ning Xue shrieked in terror and squeezed her eyes shut. It’s over. He’s a dead man.
The lead youth from the Holy Land of Origin roared with laughter. "So what if you’re strong, kid? You’re still about to be reduced to ash! You’d need a legendary Physique to block this. And you don’t have one, do you?"
