Peerless Dandi

Chapter 14

Early the next morning, Lin Yun walked out of the room, locked the door behind him, and walked leisurely along the path towards the War Skill Pavilion in the outer courtyard.

Green willows were planted on both sides of the gravel path, and the lush green made Lin Yun, who had just woken up from cultivation, refreshed.

Turning a road, there was a chatter, but it came from another small road.

The quiet atmosphere was disturbed, Lin Yun frowned slightly, his eyes followed the voice, and looked at the group of teenagers who were walking towards them.

At the same time, the group of teenagers also noticed Lin Yun who was coming towards him, and several eyes gathered together, sparking a spark.

The people who appeared in front of Lin Yun at this moment, without exception, were the people who went to Lin Yun's courtyard to play wild that day. Obviously, they also quickly recognized Lin Yun, and their eyes couldn't help showing a disdainful smile.

Several people came straight to Lin Yun, stopped, and surrounded Lin Yun in the center.

Seeing this, Lin Yun frowned, and said lightly: "Good dogs don't block the way, get out of the way."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yun wanted to push away the young man in front of him and continue walking forward.

But just when he stretched out his hand to push away the young man in front of him, he felt a strong hostility coming from behind him.

I saw a slightly burly boy punching him hard, and said with a sneer, "Want to leave? How can it be so easy?"

The fist wind was approaching, Lin Yun sideways dodged the boy's fist, and then held the boy's wrist with one hand, only to see a faint dragon pattern light up on his palm, a simple but violent throw over the shoulder instantly cast out.

As for the young man held by Lin Yun, his face was blank for a while, he could not help clarifying the situation, and he rushed forward, and fell like a dog eating shit.

Seeing this scene, the teenagers around were stunned, and they couldn't help taking a few steps back, looking at Lin Yun cautiously, with a look of defense.

With the lessons learned from the past, they did not act rashly again. Although the people here are all their own people, no one wants to make such a fool again.

"As I said before, if you want to trouble Lin Yun with me, let him, Liu Qingyang, come in person. Just relying on you is not enough."

Lin Yun glanced coldly at the surrounding people, and walked towards the War Skill Pavilion not far away, leaving behind a fearful young man.

After a small episode just now, turning a corner, a hall appeared in front of Lin Yun, looking up at the spacious hall in front of him, a faint smile appeared on his face.

On the plaque in the main hall, there are three big characters of War Skill Pavilion.

Since his realm stopped at the ninth level of the Xiantian realm, he has not been here again. Now, after a year and a half, Lin Yun reappeared in front of the War Skill Pavilion, both in mind and personality, much calmer than before.

Shrugging his shoulders, Lin Yun just changed his mind slightly, then put it behind him, and walked into the War Skill Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the War Skill Pavilion, a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power swept over him, but in just one breath, this fluctuation of spiritual power passed through Lin Yun's body and dissipated.

The War Skill Pavilion of the Outer Court is divided into two floors. The first floor stores the yellow-level battle skills, and any disciple can enter.

The second floor stores a small number of mysterious-level combat skills, but unlike the first floor, the second floor needs to be at the fourth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm to enter, otherwise it will be punished by the management elders.

After Lin Yun entered the Battle Skill Pavilion, he went directly to the east side of the lobby, casually took a black scroll on the shelf next to it, and then slowly spread it out. On the surface of the spread scroll, seven large characters appeared.

Yellow-level middle-level: Folding Wave Palm.

Attracted by the name of the combat technique, Lin Yun leaned on the shelf behind him, carefully understanding the mystery of the Wave Palm.

Although it is only a middle-level yellow class, the mystery in it is beyond its rank. The wave-folding palm is true to its name, and the wind in the palm is like waves.

If you underestimate the first palm just because it is weak, you will fall into unlimited passivity.

Just imagine, this kind of combat technique that can be superimposed without limit, even if the power of the first strike is not great, but what about the second palm, the third palm, or even the tenth palm?
The Wave Palm, which has been superimposed ten times, is probably not too much for a mysterious level combat skill. 
"If you don't have a strong body, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on before knocking down others, right?" Lin Yun smiled wryly, and saw the disadvantages of the Wave Palm at a glance.

Although the power of the Folding Wave Palm is comparable to that of a mysterious-level combat skill, the requirements for the cultivator are higher than that of an ordinary mysterious-level combat skill.

However, this is normal. If it wasn't for such high requirements, I am afraid that the Wave Palm would not appear on the first floor, but should be stored on the second floor.

Lin Yun smiled slightly. Since Zhuan held this combat skill in his hands, the Wave Palm might be tasteless to others, but to Lin Yun, it was a rare and powerful combat skill. As the top of thousands of physiques, how could he be troubled by this little folding wave palm?

Putting away the scroll, Lin Yun walked towards the depths of the first floor, but at this moment, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy came over, blocked his way carelessly, and said, "Lin Yun? What a coincidence, Coincidentally, I am looking for an attacking combat technique, lend me the combat technique in your hands."

After all, the young man stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward, the palm of his hand was surrounded by spiritual light, there was no chance for Lin Yun to refuse.

Lin Yun frowned, and his eyes flashed coldly. Could it be that he has been silent for a long time, and any cat or dog would dare to shit on his head?
He also knew the person in front of him, named Duan Ziyang, when he was still a genius praised by everyone in the outer court, this guy followed him every day with a humble look.

But now, he is looking arrogant, it is really the so-called time to see people's hearts.

The purple gold dragon pattern on the palm of his hand flashed, and he pushed his hand away. Lin Yun stood there and gave him a faint look, and said, "Sorry, I don't intend to give it to you."

As soon as there was some movement on Lin Yun's side, the eyes of the surroundings gathered together, looking at Lin Yun and Lin Yun with interest.

After Duan Ziyang was pushed away by Lin Yun, his face darkened on the spot, and he said: "Lin Yun, don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine. Anyway, it's useless for you to use this combat skill. Give me this combat skill. You can pretend that what happened just now didn’t happen, otherwise don’t blame me for not remembering the past!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer appeared on Duan Ziyang's face. As Lin Yun's former follower, he knew Lin Yun's situation couldn't be more clear. Lin Yun, who had stayed in the Ninth Layer of the Xiantian Realm for a year and a half, what to do at this moment Maybe he can beat him?

"You take yourself too seriously. You couldn't do it a year ago, and you still can't do it now."

Lin Yun blew the dust off his hands, glanced at Duan Ziyang with his dark eyes, and raised a mysterious arc at the corner of his mouth, and said: "As for whether this combat skill is useful to me, you are not me, so what are you doing?" Will you know?"

(End of this chapter)