Despite Zhao Tianjie’s body being strengthened numerous times, breaking through human limits and achieving extraordinary status, he was still shockingly spitting blood from his mouth.
Lin Beichen stood beside him, and before he could get up, Lin Beichen kicked out again.
There was a loud bang.
Zhao Tianjie, like a baseball being kicked away, suddenly hit a stone pillar and then bounced back fiercely, struggling on the ground like a piece of battered meat.
"Do you want to die?"
Lin Beichen walked step by step through the ruins with his hands in his pockets.
Zhao Tianjie’s figure was very graceful, full of the air of a Grandmaster, while Lin Beichen looked merely like a student dressed for a trip.
Everyone present, whether from Wanniangfeng or the Medicine Immortal Pavilion, or any of the adventurers, dared not speak.
A few minutes ago, Zhao Tianjie was still arrogantly declaring that as long as he was there, no one would dare to bully Zhongcheng Hall.
Yet now?
His life was probably in peril.
Who would dare to be arrogant in front of Lin Beichen now?
"You can’t kill me."
Zhao Tianjie struggled to lift his head, spitting blood, and his face twisted in agony.
He hated Lin Beichen to the core but could only beg for mercy.
But even in begging for mercy, he wanted Lin Beichen to understand one thing clearly.
Lin Beichen could beat him, insult him, or curse him, but he absolutely couldn’t kill him.
"Once I recover from my injuries and break through again, I will surely tear you apart!"
Zhao Tianjie thought silently, his face showing submission.
He achieved his status not only due to his incredible talent and ability to control countless poisonous creatures but also because he understood the situation, knowing when to stand out and when to admit fault.
Lin Beichen was strong, but he was just an ordinary person.
According to Zhao Yixia, Lin Beichen had some official connections, but so what?
Zhongcheng Hall’s status in the Imperial Capital was significant. Killing an elder forcefully would certainly cause great turmoil.
Lin Beichen was smart; he should understand this.
Let’s see if you can stay so calm when there’s pursuit from above.
Zhao Tianjie thought, a malicious thought emerging in his mind.
He didn’t need to rely on Zhongcheng Hall, but he had established many connections in the Imperial Capital over the years.
Various families were interconnected, forming a massive network.
As long as he wanted, these people would come forward to help him.
By then, how he wanted to torture Lin Beichen would be up to him.
The official relationship was a very vague concept.
Some groups represented the official stance, and other groups could represent it too.
People could decide what to say; it was up to them.
"Lin Beichen, you’ve already vented. Stop now. We are willing to admit defeat."
Zhao Huanglong said.
"Stop? Alright, I’ll stop after I kill him!"
Lin Beichen glanced at Zhao Huanglong, smiling faintly, and then strongly stomped his foot.
Though his words were calm, his actions instantly exuded evil Qi.
Zhao Tianjie, immersed in thoughts of revenge against Lin Beichen, failed to react in time.
Not until Lin Beichen’s foot crushed his chest did he finally realize it, but it was already too late.
With a loud bang.
A huge hole appeared in Zhao Tianjie’s chest.
Lin Beichen’s stomp directly crushed Zhao Tianjie’s heart.
"Elder!"
The people of Zhongcheng Hall screamed in shock, ashen with fear.
Although they had admitted defeat, Lin Beichen directly killed Zhao Tianjie.
Zhao Huanglong’s eyes instantly bled as he stared at Lin Beichen with extreme killing intent.
"What? Do you want to die too?"
Lin Beichen said calmly. With a casual palm strike, a Wind Blade instantly sliced through the air, hitting Zhao Huanglong’s chest.
Zhao Huanglong spat blood and heavily crashed to the ground, dead before he could speak.
Two Elders.
One Elders in charge of teachings and the other an ordinary Elder.
Both had once commanded fear and respect throughout the martial world and beyond.
But now, both perished simultaneously.
All Lin Beichen did was swing out two Wind Blades.
His casual demeanor made killing seem as easy as eating or drinking.
Everyone looked at Lin Beichen in horror.
The people of Zhongcheng Hall suddenly bowed their heads, kneeling on the ground.
Furious as they were, they dared not resist.
The man before them exceeded all imagination, something they could never face.
This master could, with his own power, kill all of them outright.
He killed Zhao Tianjie; who else in the world could oppose him?
Among the crowd, only Qi Tiankuang managed to stay on his feet.
But even so, he dared not make a sound.
He had just been thinking of committing suicide to apologize, dreading Lin Beichen’s wrath on the Medicine Immortal Pavilion. Who expected Lin Beichen to kill Zhao Tianjie in the blink of an eye?
Without Zhao Tianjie, Zhongcheng Hall’s decline was inevitable.
This ancient family, which had existed for hundreds of years, collapsed instantly today.
No change of dynasty could topple Zhongcheng Hall, but offending a still-studying student caused their doom?
This was unimaginable.
"Don’t apologize in front of me. Only death is an apology."
Lin Beichen said calmly.
He didn’t care what Zhao Tianjie thought while admitting defeat, nor did he care if Zhongcheng Hall admitted defeat.
If Zhao Tianjie didn’t concede, he’d kill him. If Zhongcheng Hall didn’t submit, he could kill them all.
He was merely too lazy to take action, which didn’t mean he was easy to bully, less that he liked being deceived.
From within the Zhao family emerged a terrified person: