Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 6

"Crack!"

The door of the Sutra Pavilion was pried open, the door was slowly pushed open, and Hu Zong cautiously leaned in half of his body.

Lin Xuan had been waiting for a long time, he stepped in front of Hu Zong, clenched his fists, and went straight to the Qihai acupoint on Hu Zong's abdomen.

The last time they fought, Lin Xuan already knew Hu Zong's fate well, and now that he made a move, it would be a fatal blow.

"Lin Xuan!"

Hu Zong exclaimed, his vitality was too late to circulate, and he was hit by the gate of life.

Yesterday Lin Xuan was not a martial artist, he was able to beat Hu Zong to cry, but today he has reached the third level of body training, this punch almost killed Hu Zong.

Hu Zong opened his mouth wide, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and flew backward three meters.

Lin Xuan stood at the gate, the moonlight fell on him outside the gate, it was indescribably mighty.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the young man standing in front of him.

This person is about two years older than Hu Zong, dressed in the costume of an outer disciple, with a machete hanging on his waist.

An outer disciple of Qianlongzong, Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng reprimanded Hu Zong who was lying on the ground and groaning in pain: "You don't even know the enemy's cultivation level, what an idiot!"

He looked at Lin Xuan: "The servant of the third level of body training? When did the Sutra Pavilion become so hidden?"

"Do you know that anyone who has half a point of cultivation can't stay in the Sutra Pavilion for a long time?"

Lin Xuan felt chills in his heart, the guy in front of him actually sued the villain first.

According to the rules of Qianlongzong, in the Sutra Pavilion, only servants without any cultivation level are allowed to stay overnight and clean it. Naturally, without cultivation base, they cannot steal the exercises and martial arts in the Sutra Pavilion.

Zhang Feng wanted to overwhelm Lin Xuan in terms of momentum, but Lin Xuan would not let him do so.

"Zhang Feng, if I conceal my cultivation, even if the elders find out, at most my cultivation will be revoked and I will be expelled from the sect."

"But you and Hu Zong sneaked into the Sutra Pavilion to steal books in the middle of the night without permission. Do you know what crime it is?"

As soon as these words came out, Hu Zong's face changed instantly, those who steal books, die!
He couldn't argue with this matter, if the elders found out, the fate of him and Hu Zong would definitely be a hundred times worse than that of Lin Xuan!
He hated Hu Zong to death now, he took one hundred silver coins from Hu Zong to take Lin Xuan's life, he thought it was an easy task, but he never thought that Lin Xuan was not an ordinary person without cultivation in Hu Zong's mouth!

"Since we all have evidence against each other, let's talk about it..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Feng suddenly became violent. He took a big step forward, holding the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, and a silver light slashed towards Lin Xuan's throat.

A surging momentum erupted from Zhang Feng's body.

Body refining realm, fourth level!

His idea is very simple, only the dead will keep it secret!

Lin Xuan had been watching Zhang Feng's every move for a long time, and when his tone changed, he guessed what Zhang Feng was thinking.

Lin Xuan used his bare hands, even with golden skin and iron bones, he still couldn't catch a sword with his bare hands.

The distance between the two is less than three steps, such a close distance, Lin Xuan is unavoidable!
"Since you can't avoid it, don't avoid it!"

"Let me see how strong the vitality tempered by the Shinto technique is!"

Lin Xuan circulated the vitality in his body, and punched Zhang Feng's wrist holding the knife.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Feng secretly smiled: "The realm of body training, every level higher can increase the strength by one hundred catties."

"I have the fourth level of body training, and I have a full strength of four hundred catties. Lin Xuan's fist is only three hundred catties. Even if he hits me, he can't stop the knife!"

In an instant, Lin Xuan's fist hit Zhang Feng's wrist.

Zhang Feng only felt a huge force coming into his wrist, and the knife in his hand couldn't cut it down!

He was shocked: "This is impossible!"

Lin Xuan was one level behind him, how could he have the strength to rival him?
Zhang Feng suddenly remembered that he had heard the elders of the outer sect say that the strength of a warrior is not only related to the realm, but also related to whether the vitality in the body is pure or not.

The purer the vitality, the more powerful it can be for the warrior!
If the vitality in the body is pure and free of impurities, it is not impossible for the third level of body refining to have the strength of five hundred catties.

"Could it be that the vitality in his body is more pure than mine?"

"It's impossible. What I practiced is the second-rank Huang-rank technique!"

Zhang Feng guessed right, the Shendao Kung Fu practiced by Lin Xuan, although the quality is only the third grade of the Huang rank, it was formed by thousands of emperors discussing the Dao together.

There is no trace of impurity in the vitality tempered by practicing Shinto Kung Fu!
Lin Xuan was also very surprised to block Zhang Feng's knife.

"Even if I saved three points of my strength, I blocked Zhang Feng's full-strength strike. The Shinto technique is really overbearing!"

"I originally wanted to use the summit of the gods to analyze Zhang Feng's martial arts and martial arts, but now it seems that you can't kill a chicken with a butcher's knife."

Lin Xuan pushed Zhang Feng's hand away with one fist, and hit Zhang Feng's chest with another fist.

His fist was moving forward, rubbing against the air, making a sonic boom.

"Snapped!"

Lin Xuan hadn't practiced martial arts yet, this punch was out of order, but the speed was so fast that Zhang Feng was dumbfounded.

"So fast!"

Zhang Feng didn't have time to block it, so he could only concentrate his whole body's energy on his chest, resisting Lin Xuan's punch.

"Even if his vitality is pure, he will be one level lower than me after all, don't even think about hurting me at all!"

Zhang Feng was full of confidence, he even thought about resisting this punch, and when Lin Xuan's old strength was gone and his new strength was not born, he cut off Lin Xuan's head with one blow.

However, the next moment, he opened his eyes wide, bloodshot pupils overflowing.

"boom!"

Lin Xuan's fist landed heavily on Zhang Feng's chest, and Zhang Feng's chest sank in an instant!
"Crack!"

There was a clear sound of bone cracking, and Zhang Feng sprayed blood and flew backwards to Hu Zong's side. He grabbed his neck in pain, but couldn't make a sound.

Lin Xuan stood proudly on the spot, looking at his fist, recalling the punch he just threw.

"Six hundred catties of strength!"

The vitality tempered by the Shinto technique gave Lin Xuan double the power of a warrior of the same realm!

If Lin Xuan had just made another punch, Zhang Feng would already be dead.

Fighting against a martial artist who is one stage higher than oneself is easier than beating a dog.

Lin Xuan came in front of Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng crawled back in horror.

"Don't...kill me...don't!"

Zhang Feng roared sternly: "I am an outer disciple, if you kill me, the sect will never forgive you!"

"Noisy!"

Lin Xuan stepped on Zhang Feng's sunken wound, and Zhang Feng spat out another mouthful of blood.

Lin Xuan's killing intent emerged undisguisedly. If he hadn't made successive breakthroughs today, he might be the one who died at this moment.

To kill or not to kill?Lin Xuan was caught in a dilemma.

If he didn't kill him, Zhang Feng would probably find stronger warriors to take revenge on him like Hu Zong.

Killing, suddenly there are two people missing in the outer sect, the sect will definitely investigate strictly, how to pass the test?
In Lin Xuan's mind, the emperor's words resounded through the sky when he discussed the Tao.

"Warrior, follow your heart, go against the sky, if you are afraid of your hands and feet, how can you be in harmony with the sky?"

"Warrior, kill decisively, and never be intimidated in doing things!"

Lin Xuan figured it out, if he was afraid of the sect's investigation today and didn't kill Zhang Feng and Hu Zong, his mood would be unstable and it would be difficult to improve his cultivation in the future.

"die!"

(End of this chapter)