Chapter 60: The Southern Palace Family

  Lin adjusted his breath slightly. The heavy blow that had just been ambushed, although it did not hurt Lin, also made Lin's inner breath a bit disordered.

  He spent a good deal of effort to calm down the inner force in his meridians. The mysterious young man, however, did not take this opportunity to launch another attack. He stood there, coldly staring at Lin, without any intention of striking again.

  Lin had already cursed in her heart. What are you pretending now? If you're so proud, why did you sneak up on me just now?

  Lin thought angrily, but this emotion did not show up on his face at all.

  The time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Lin Yu's true energy had also recovered normally. The man's internal force was extremely overbearing, but compared to Lin Yu's Taiji strength, it was too strong and lacked afterpower, and for someone who had already cultivated to the stage of transforming power, it didn't pose any threat at all.

  If he really had the same level of strength as Lin Yu, then with just one sudden attack, Lin Yu would not have died but would have been seriously injured. Lin Yu examined his body, let out a long sigh, and only then coldly asked: "Which path are you from, why did you suddenly launch such a heavy attack?"

  "Hahahaha..." The young man suddenly laughed, but the laughter sounded like the intense friction of some metal, making people feel extremely uncomfortable and uneasy all over.

  Lin Ziyi knew that some people in the martial arts world would use sound waves to disturb their enemies before taking advantage of the situation, so he guarded his mind tightly and stared closely at the young man with a cold and handsome face, always on guard against him making a move.

  "Who am I? You don't have the right to know." The man said suddenly, his voice still sharp and strange, probably due to some congenital illness that made him speak in such a way.

  Lin smiled coldly. In his heart, he had already known that the boy's martial arts skills were far inferior to his own, so he naturally didn't have anything to fear. If this person relied solely on martial arts, even if he practiced for another thirty years, it was unlikely he would be a match for him. But what if he used a gun? Ridiculous! Playing with guns in front of the ace marksman Wang from A-team? That's like doing math tricks at Kongming Temple or wielding a big axe in front of Luban Gate.

  Lin Yu looked at him coldly, a hint of murderous intent already seeping into his expression. Although Lin Yu was not a good killer by nature, six years of military life and numerous battles on the edge of life and death had made him extremely indifferent to life. Now, this person in front of him disregarded the rules of Jianghu and actually launched a sneak attack on him. Lin Yu rarely walked in Jianghu, but he knew some basic rules. If such a sneak attack were to spread, it would cause public outrage, not just for this young man, but also for his sect and family, damaging their reputation.

  But now, he actually dares to speak so arrogantly about himself.

  Lin Yu's temper was already at its limit, even if he had a good temper.

  "I'll ask you again, why did you ambush me? Who are you?" Lin Yu's voice gradually cooled down, and a tangible killing intent suddenly expanded from his body.

  That stern and murderous aura caused the young man opposite to catch his breath, almost unable to muster up any internal energy. The person was shocked, only then realizing that he had indeed misjudged him.

  Such intense killing intent can only be truly felt on the battlefield, from formal combat. From this aura alone, that person could judge that Lin had killed people, and had killed many, many people.

  Those who have gone through countless life-and-death struggles are the most terrifying. Their sense of touch has become exceptionally sensitive in the training of blood and fire, their killing skills are extremely proficient, and their hearts will also become harder than iron. In the moment of killing with pain, there won't be any hesitation at all. It's either you die or I perish. How can such a fugitive be compared to those martial arts juniors who grew up in a greenhouse nowadays?

  "What? Still not speaking?" Lin Yu's voice was even colder, and the young man felt that the temperature around him had dropped. His teeth chattered, but his pride still supported him from falling down, he forced himself to take a step back, allowing himself to stand upright, before slowly saying.

  "Win the sword in my hand and you will know everything you want to know."

  "Your sword?"

  Lin smiled playfully. He had already seen that the young man's martial arts were far from his own level. However, out of respect for a fellow martial artist, he nodded slightly.

  The long sword is out of its scabbard.

  "Good sword."

  Lin You couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. It was a seven-foot-long sword. The snow-white blade was like a pool of autumn water, flashing with cold light. The cold color made Lin You feel a hint of chill.

  Since he was young, with one sword in hand, he directly entered the imperial palace and stabbed towards Lin Yu's chest. This sword had a calm and steady air, but did not lose its ferocity, indeed it was a style of a famous family.

  Lin Yu drank a toast in his heart, and with a slight movement of his body, he had already dodged this sword.

  The young man, seeing that this sword was so easy to wield, gritted his teeth and launched a flurry of attacks, each one more desperate than the last. As he began to get into the rhythm, his sword sliced through the air like a whirlwind, its sound like thunderclaps. In an instant, the entire alleyway was filled with flashing sword lights, chilling the air, and the astonishing sword aura had almost formed a greenish-blue sword mist. However, this young man's swordsmanship was still somewhat immature, and many of his hidden killing moves were unable to be unleashed.

  Lin dodged and weaved, meanwhile sighing in his heart. If he hadn't had that strange encounter in the tunnel and suddenly broken through to the Transformation Realm, today he might have been injured by this young man's sword. This youth only needed to practice for another ten years, and his martial arts would definitely be able to catch up with Lin Yu's.

  This swordsmanship is obviously taught by a famous master. Lin Yu's own master, Ding Feng, was also a contemporary master, and the Ding-style Tai Chi he passed down was also an unparalleled skill. Unfortunately, Lin Yu's personal talent did not match this path of fist, so in understanding the way of the fist, he was still a beat slower.

  But this young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old, yet he had such martial arts skills, obviously a talent beyond ordinary people. Lin felt a love for his talent in her heart and intentionally teased him to finish a set of sword moves, so she just dodged but didn't counterattack.

  That young man barely finished his fifty-sixth sword strike, but saw Lin's body method fluttering, lightly and easily dodging all of his swift swords, for a moment he was bewildered, and actually froze.

  "Little brother, I can see that you have great potential, and your swordsmanship is also from a famous school. But I don't know why you insist on fighting me to the death?" Lin said with a smile after witnessing his martial arts skills, and he couldn't help but feel some admiration for this young man in his heart.

  That young man heard Lin Yu's sincere praise, and suddenly jumped up. It is worth noting that this young man has a great background behind him. Since childhood, he has been considered the number one genius in the clan, studying martial arts for ten years, and has made some small achievements with his own efforts. However, today's battle, despite using all his strength, he couldn't even touch Lin Yu's sleeve.

  Lin Yu's words, however, sounded like a reversal to his ears, as if they were the most venomous sarcasm in the world. His eyes turned red in an instant, and he raised one hand holding his sword while forming a sword seal with the other. He glared at Lin Yu fiercely and cursed loudly: "You lecher! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Today, I'll fight you to the death!!!"

  Scoundrel? Lin was puzzled in his heart, did he have any connection with a scoundrel? Before he could even finish the thought, the young man's sword came stabbing down.

  Lin Yu's face changed in an instant.

  This is a magnificent sword, with one sword out, the air machine has already locked Lin and firmly locked it in all directions. The entire direction was sealed by the sword energy!!!! This is also a life-and-death sword, as soon as this sword comes out, the young man doesn't leave any way for himself to retreat. He completely merged his whole body's strength into this perfect sword.

  It's either life or death!!!!!

  Lin didn't have time to think carefully, there was no hesitation at all, his body leaned slightly with the wind, barely avoiding the sword's blade. Then he suddenly raised his right hand, and his middle finger drew a half-circle in mid-air, making a "ding" sound as it struck the sword.

  The sword immediately emitted a mournful humming sound.

  A sword light shot up into the sky.

  This seemingly ordinary finger actually shattered the astonishing sword in two.

  The young man's strength almost dissipated with this punch, he swayed and stumbled, unable to stand firmly, and a hint of admiration finally appeared in his stubborn eyes.

  "Alright, alright, with your martial arts skills, you're worthy of being my brother-in-law."

  After he finished speaking, he slumped against the wall like a puddle of mud.

  Brother-in-law? Lin Yu had no idea what he was talking about, and he didn't care what he said either. Now in Lin Yu's mind, there was only that one sword.

  That shocking sword strike.

  Yes, Lin had indeed learned this sword technique, and its name was precisely "Heaven-Startling One Sword"!!

  Lin was fourteen years old when Ding Feng practiced the world's martial arts for him, and had specifically mentioned this sword technique. Ding Feng's evaluation of this sword is --- "The number one tyrannical way in the world!"

  It's no wonder that Ding Feng was praised so highly by Taiji Youxia; this sword technique is indeed exceptional.

  Ke Lin's concern was not the power of this sword, but what was behind it - the Nan Gong family that had disappeared from the Jianghu for 70 years!

  How can I beg you to collect it? Collect it, give it flowers, vote for it...