Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 108: Counterkill

Upon hearing that the other party wanted to inspect his Storage Ring, Lin Xuan’s expression darkened.

He said coldly, "Senior Brother, you’ve gone too far."

"What if I have?" Wan Jianfei sneered. "The first and second-year disciples might fear you, but I don’t. My cultivation is far superior to yours. Furthermore, I am a disciple of the Star Pavilion. You dared to challenge Chu Zhongtian, our Star Pavilion’s Eldest Senior Brother, which means you’ve offended our entire pavilion. I have every reason to teach you a lesson. Now, hand over your Storage Ring obediently and let me inspect it. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being discourteous."

Wan Jianfei’s icy voice echoed, a sneer plastered on his face. He clearly didn’t take Lin Xuan seriously.

Lin Xuan’s expression also grew incredibly cold. "I originally wanted to keep a low profile and had no plans to move against you," he said. "But you’ve pushed me too far, so don’t blame me for what happens next."

"Move against me?" Wan Jianfei laughed heartily. "Are you even worthy? Don’t think you can act so arrogant just because you defeated Shen Xiaoyao. I’m telling you, my strength far surpasses his. I’ll teach you a lesson right now, you ignorant fool who doesn’t know his place."

With that, Wan Jianfei stepped forward and waved his palm. A stream of Sword Qi shot out, slashing toward the space in front of him. The sharp aura seemed powerful enough to slice the very void in half.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, clenched his hand into a fist, and punched forward.

The Voice of the Dragon roared as his fist collided with the Sword Qi.

BOOM!

The Sword Qi was instantly shattered.

"Senior Brother, it’s not too late to stop. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being discourteous," Lin Xuan stated coldly.

Wan Jianfei’s strength was indeed greater than Shen Xiaoyao’s; he had reached the late stage of the Three-Star Martial General realm.

But so what? Lin Xuan’s current strength was equivalent to a Four-Star Martial General’s. Defeating the other man would be effortless.

Wan Jianfei’s face turned grim. He hadn’t expected his opponent to be able to block his attack. He has some skill. But so what?

He huffed coldly, drew the longsword from his waist, and slashed forward once more. His blade was a Treasure Sword, and when combined with his Swordsmanship, its power became even more terrifying. He unleashed nine consecutive slashes. The streams of Sword Qi merged, surging toward Lin Xuan like a vast ocean.

Lin Xuan’s figure flickered. Using the Wandering Dragon Step, he swiftly retreated, dodging all nine streams of Sword Qi.

His expression turned grim as he said, "You dare try to kill me?" If any of those attacks had landed, even a Three-Star Martial General would have been killed without a doubt.

Wan Jianfei’s killing intent flared. "So what if I kill you? There’s no one else here. Who would know? At worst, after I leave, I’ll just claim you were killed by a demon beast in the Dragon Concealment Spiritual Vein. No one will suspect me."

With that, Wan Jianfei sneered and attacked again, his Sword Qi flowing without end.

"Good! Very good!" Lin Xuan laughed in fury. "Since that’s the case, I won’t hold back either."

He unleashed the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist, charging forward. His fists danced, carrying a destructive power that swept through everything before it.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Their attacks clashed relentlessly. Wan Jianfei’s Sword Qi was shattered again and again. One by one, the glints of sword light vanished into the void. Finally, Lin Xuan’s fist, moving like a great serpent, shot toward Wan Jianfei.

How is this possible? How could he withstand my Swordsmanship? How could this kid be so strong! After all, I’m a late-stage Three-Star Martial General! I held nothing back just now, unleashing my full power with a profound Xuan-tier Swordsmanship. And yet, Lin Xuan shattered it with nothing but his bare fists. This is simply unbelievable.

Wan Jianfei’s pupils contracted sharply, his face a mask of horror.

Damn it! I don’t believe it! He swung his longsword again, slashing down with all his might.

CLANG!

A deafening noise rang out as the longsword was sent flying. The impact cracked the bones in Wan Jianfei’s hand, and his entire body was thrown backward. He slammed against the mountain wall before tumbling to the ground, vomiting mouthfuls of blood. That single punch had severely wounded him. He felt as if his body was about to shatter.

How is this possible? I was actually defeated. Defeated with a single punch. How did it come to this?

Wan Jianfei’s mind collapsed in despair. But Lin Xuan simply strode over until he stood beside him. "You brought this upon yourself," he said coldly.

With that, he raised his fist and punched down at Wan Jianfei again.

"You can’t kill me! I’m a genius of the Star Pavilion! If you kill me, the Star Pavilion won’t let you go! The Heavenly Dao Academy won’t let you go either!"

Lin Xuan sneered. "There’s no one else here. Who would know? I’ll just say you were killed by a demon beast."

Despair flooded Wan Jianfei. Those were the exact words he had spoken to Lin Xuan earlier, now returned to him verbatim.

BANG!

The punch landed, and he was instantly obliterated.

Lin Xuan tossed the man’s Storage Ring into a deep, distant pit, then turned and walked away.

「Outside.」

The senior disciples were still lingering nearby, unwilling to leave. They were in a heated discussion.

"Did you all feel that just now? The whole Spirit Vein trembled," one disciple said.

"I felt it. It must have been the demon beast deep within the Spirit Vein making a move again."

"Whoever went in is probably done for."

"Didn’t that Lin Xuan go in earlier? He’s probably been killed, right?"

"Hmph. He deserves it," the senior disciples sneered.

Ye Qingwu’s face, however, was deathly pale. It’s over. Lin Xuan is probably doomed. How could it come to this? That damned brat, it serves him right! Why didn’t he listen to my advice? She stomped her foot in anger.

In truth, she held a high opinion of Lin Xuan. Although he had been arrogant and made a bet with her before, her opinion changed to one of great admiration after she learned he had taken first place on the Minor Celestial Ranking. Their Wangyue Pavilion used to be ranked at the bottom. But now that Lin Xuan was number one on the Minor Celestial Ranking, their rank had risen to third. This had improved the treatment for everyone in the Wangyue Pavilion, and it was all thanks to Lin Xuan. That was why she also saw great potential in him. When he had wanted to enter the vein, she had desperately tried to stop him. She just hadn’t expected the boy to be so arrogant as to completely ignore her warnings.

Ah, what a pity for such a peerless genius. Ye Qingwu shook her head helplessly.

But just then, a figure emerged from the mountain range.

"Someone’s coming out!" an unknown person exclaimed, and everyone turned to look.

Instantly, a senior disciple cried out, "It’s Lin Xuan! He came out! He’s not dead!"

Ye Qingwu’s head snapped up. Seeing that it was indeed Lin Xuan who had emerged, she was overjoyed and rushed over to him.

"You’re not hurt, are you?" She carefully examined his condition, and only after confirming he was unscathed did she breathe a sigh of relief.

The surrounding disciples stared in astonishment. Impossible! The entire Spirit Vein trembled just now. It was clear that the demon beast deep within the earth had unleashed a peerless attack. There was no way he could have emerged unscathed! Unless... he never went deep into the Spirit Vein in the first place. That must be it. It seems this kid isn’t so foolish after all. He must have just gone in to put on a show. He didn’t dare venture into the depths of the Spirit Vein at all.