Chapter Eleven: Abolished

  Not far from the cliff edge of a secluded courtyard near Mount Hua, Ling Jing grabbed Lin Pingzhi's collar, with one foot already on the edge of the cliff, while Lin Pingzhi was lifted by his hand and suspended in mid-air, with a deep abyss below.

  Lin Ping's face was drained of all color, and at this moment he didn't even dare to struggle. He feared that Ling Jing would suddenly let go and send him plummeting down the cliff. Urgently, he said: "Ling Shixiong, listen to my explanation, it's a misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding."

  Ling Jing gave him a look full of sarcasm and said, "Lin, I originally thought you were just a waste of space, but I didn't expect you to have the guts to actually make a move on someone by my side."

  When faced with being called a waste, Lin Ping's eyes flashed with a dense and intense hatred, but at this moment, his life was in someone else's hands, so he could only temporarily hide the hatred deep within his heart. He forced a smile and said: "Ling Shixiong, please calm down, just put me down first, I'll explain."

  But at the same time, he thought to himself: "You little thief, today I, Lin Pingzhi, have been humiliated by you. If I don't avenge this, then I'm not worthy of being human."

  Ling Jing saw the changes in Lin Ping's expression and sneered, "How is it? Are you still thinking about how to take revenge on me?" He suddenly laughed and said, "Lin Ping, are you stupid or just too naive. Do you think I will let you off today?"

  A flash of murderous intent flickered in his eyes, making Lin Ping's hair stand on end.

  Lin Ping's heart sank, knowing that Ling Jing had really turned against him. Before, his fear and weakness were mostly fake, just to numb Ling Jing.

  Before that, he knew that his current martial arts skills were far inferior to this person. If he insisted on resisting, he was afraid that he would be killed in two or three moves.

  But as the saying goes, "A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late", so he would pretend to be timid and fearful of death on the surface, while thinking about how to escape.

  At this moment, Ling Jing suddenly moved with a murderous intent. He knew that if he continued to pretend, it would be useless. His face suddenly sank, and he said in a low voice: "You can't kill me, otherwise, my master and mistress will not let you off."

  Ling Jing's face showed a hint of surprise, but in his heart, he felt even more apprehensive. He thought to himself, this Lin Ping is indeed very different from the character in the original story. Looking at him now, calm and composed, where was the awkwardness of before?

  He smiled coldly in his heart, thinking to himself that it seemed he had indeed underestimated this waste a bit.

  But trash is still trash, without absolute strength, even if one's mind is cunning, it is useless.

  He sneered in his heart, but there was one thing that Lin Pingzhi had seen through. At present, he really didn't dare to kill him directly, because Yue Feng still hoped to find the "Evil-Repelling Sword Spectrum" of the Lin family with this person's help. If he really killed him, he feared that Yue Feng would not let him off either.

  He coldly stared at Lin Pingzhi, and Lin Pingzhi also calmly met his gaze.

  Suddenly, Ling Jing burst out laughing and said: "Good, not bad, I underestimated you." As he spoke, he slowly pulled Lin Ping back from the cliff.

  Lin Ping's heart was set at ease, and he smiled: "Thanks to Brother Ling for sparing my life..."

  But before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a tearing pain in both sides of his waist, and below his waist, it was as if all sensation had been lost, his legs hanging down weakly.

  Lin Pingzi could no longer bear the severe pain and suddenly let out a mournful cry, but Ling Jing smiled slightly at this moment and threw him to the ground.

  Lin Ping covered his waist and rolled around on the ground in agony, wailing incessantly. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't exert any strength below his waist, and only his upper body was still struggling futilely.

  His eyes were full of venom, staring fiercely at Ling Jing, his face twisted, his hair disheveled like a malevolent spirit that chooses people to bite, and he bellowed: "You, what did you do to me?"

  Ling Jing looked at him with a seemingly smiling yet not quite smiling expression, saying: "Nothing, just helped you out with a small favor, later on you'll discover the benefits yourself."

  He shrugged, sighed and said: "Well, I'm just the kind of person who likes to do good deeds. Just don't be too grateful to me in the future, okay? I'm a very shy person."

  He had just crippled Lin Ping's waist and the area around his two kidneys, if Lin Ping were an ordinary person, he would probably spend the rest of his life bedridden.

  However, even if Lin Pingzhi had practiced the Three-Legged Cat's kung fu at this time and was stronger than an ordinary person, he would still be unable to become a real man again. From then on, most of his meridians below the waist would be blocked, and although his legs would not be crippled, their flexibility would be greatly reduced.

  If your foundation is unstable, then forget about becoming a world-class master in this lifetime.

  After a while, Lin Ping's mournful cries gradually subsided. Except for his waist which still hurt terribly, both legs finally began to slowly regain sensation. He struggled to get up from the ground, his body covered in cold sweat.

  But since his legs could still stand, he let out a sigh of relief. Just now, when he was lying on the ground like a useless person, he was almost scared out of his wits, and thought anxiously that if Ling Jing had really crippled his own legs, how would he be able to practice martial arts well again, and how would he be able to avenge his blood feud.

  But at this moment, he was still uneasy in his heart, knowing that Ling Jing must have done something to his body, only that his own strength was too weak and couldn't see it for the time being.

  His eyes stared at Ling Jing like a poisonous snake, asking: "Tell me, what did you do to me?"

  Ling Jing shook his head with a smile and said, "Asking too many questions isn't a good habit. Just remember that I helped you out big time today."

  Lin Ping was furious in his heart, knowing that he was still fooling around with himself at this time. The shame and resentment made him angry, and he could no longer care about anything else. He pounced forward and shouted loudly: "Bastard, I'll kill you!"

  Ling Jing gazed at him calmly, a faint smile on her face. As Lin Ping approached within a yard of her, she suddenly raised her arm, and in the flash of an electric spark, a silver light flashed by, followed by a crisp "crack" sound, after which Lin Ping was sent flying backward.

  Lin Ping rolled out four or five zhangs away, and only then did he struggle to get up, clutching at the deep red mark on his face. He was truly shocked to the extreme.

  He had just made his move, but unexpectedly, the opponent merely raised the hilt of his sword with his left hand and he was mysteriously knocked flying. From start to finish, he hadn't seen how the opponent had made his move, not even whether the opponent's sword had been drawn from its scabbard.

  He was greatly shocked in his heart, not thinking that this person's martial arts had already reached such a high level. The last time he saw him and Shifu trying out moves, although he already knew that his martial arts were high, far surpassing the many disciples of Huashan, but now that he truly faced him, he discovered that this person's martial arts had actually reached an unimaginable level, to the point where with his own strength, he couldn't even withstand a single move.

  Lin Ping stood there in a daze, filled with jealousy, resentment, and despair... for a moment, his emotions were a jumbled mess.

  After Ling Jing made his move, he didn't bother with Lin Ping again. Today, his goal had been basically achieved. This Lin Ping was already half a useless person and couldn't even be considered a man anymore. The path to becoming an unparalleled master was also blocked for him. With nothing left to worry about, he simply headed towards another courtyard on his own.

  As he passed by Lin Ping's side, he still looked shocked. At this time, he suddenly sighed: "It's hard to be a good person."

  After finishing speaking, he laughed and slowly disappeared from this place.