Chapter 265: I Am Lin Wudi!
Is there anyone else who dares to challenge me?
If Lin Mu had said these words before, he would have been ridiculed for his arrogance and conceit. But now, no one dared to say such a thing. In fact, no one even dared to breathe too loudly. Lin Mu had already proven his strength with his actions.
"You... who exactly are you?" Patriarch Long stared at Patriarch Zhao’s corpse, his entire body trembling.
Lin Mu’s previous strike was simply like a divine miracle.
"Blade, come!"
Then, with a single slash, Patriarch Zhao was cleaved into pieces. This wasn’t some scene from a movie or a novel. Where in the world could such a person exist?
"I am the master of the Chief of Bai Miao Village," Lin Mu declared, looking down on the crowd with an expression of utter indifference. "Of course, you can also call me Lin Wudi!"
The master of the Chief of Bai Miao Village? Lin Wudi?!
The crowd was shocked by Lin Mu’s first statement, but his second left them somewhat confused. The people of the Li Clan lived secluded in the mountains and rarely had contact with the outside world, so naturally, they had no idea what that name represented. Even Patriarch Long, who often interacted with the outside world, was no different.
"Hmph, Lin Wudi!" Patriarch Long took a deep breath. "I don’t care if you’re invincible or not. You killed people from my Heimiao Village, so today, you must die!"
He pointed confidently at the countless Heimiao Village warriors behind him and proclaimed, "My Heimiao Village has more than two thousand warriors! Killing you will be as easy as turning over my hand!"
"Family Head, you mustn’t!"
Just then, an old servant stepped forward from behind Patriarch Long. He looked at Lin Mu with a nervous expression. "You... are you really River City’s Lin Wudi?"
Lin Mu remained silent.
The old servant stared intently at him before exclaiming in horror, "It’s you! It really is you!"
The old servant suddenly took a large step back, his face turning deathly pale.
"Dragon Servant, what on earth are you talking about?" Patriarch Long bellowed furiously.
"Family Head, we must retreat! This is not a fight we can win! Otherwise, our Long Family will face utter annihilation!" The Dragon Servant was dripping with cold sweat, his gaze toward Lin Mu filled with fear and... reverence!
"Dragon Servant, is he that famous in the outside world?" Patriarch Long asked. The Dragon Servant was the Long Family’s liaison with the outside world and was the most informed about external affairs.
"Family Head, he’s not just famous, he’s a legend!" the Dragon Servant swallowed hard and said with a trembling voice. "That man is the legend of River City, and even a legend in the entire Martial Arts World! It is rumored that Yun Xu, the True Immortal of Thunder Law from the Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master Mansion, died at his hands!"
HISS!
The True Immortal of Thunder Law, Yun Xu, had died at this man’s hands?
The people of the Li Clan might not have known about the Celestial Master Mansion, but Yun Xu’s name was extremely well-known among the Thunder Mountain Li People. Yun Xu was revered as the True Immortal of Thunder Law precisely because he excelled in the Thunder Law. Many years ago, he had come to Thunder Mountain to comprehend the ways of the Thunder Law and had become acquainted with most of the Family Heads of the Nine Villages Eighteen Caves. They both feared and respected the old Taoist who could command lightning.
But Yun Xu had actually died at the hands of the man standing before them.
The extent of his strength needed no further explanation!
A Martial Arts Grandmaster!
In the vast Southern Sky, besides the mysteriously vanished Ye Nankuang, there wasn’t a single Grandmaster in the entire Li Clan! For them, a Martial Arts Grandmaster was a being of legend, with power akin to the High Priest in Heimiao Village, whose magic was said to reach the heavens!
If this man truly was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, as the Dragon Servant claimed, then his two thousand Heimiao Village warriors would be no match for him.
"Mr. Lin... Mr. Lin is a Martial Arts Grandmaster?" Li Xuan felt as if her tongue were tied in knots.
Li Lai’s eyes widened as she stared at Lin Mu, little stars twinkling in her gaze.
"Hmph, what nonsense about Lin Wudi!"
Just then, a cold snort echoed. An elder from the Zhao Family stepped forward, his eyes locked on the Heavenly Punishment Blade in Lin Mu’s hand.
"The only reason he could kill the Head of the Xiao Family and our Patriarch Zhao is because he’s relying on that blade!" the elder declared to the crowd. "Perhaps you don’t know, but this blade is an ancestral treasure of an external branch of our Zhao Family. It is rumored to be crafted from the Tiger Soul Fragment, a weapon of the ancient Great God Chiyou. However, ordinary people cannot wield it, including our own Zhao Family. Now that it’s fallen into this man’s hands, he manages to harness a fraction of its power and dares to call himself invincible!"
"I, Zhao Qian, am the first to disbelieve it!"
As his voice faded, Zhao Qian pointed at Lin Mu. "Boy, hand over what belongs to the Zhao Family. If I’m in a good mood, I might leave your corpse intact. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Lin Mu said indifferently. "You think you can kill me?"
"Insolence!" Zhao Qian was furious. "You stole the Zhao Family’s treasured blade and murdered our Patriarch! This is a blood feud! I will see you torn limb from limb!"
"Kid, are you Lin Wudi or not? I’m giving you one last chance!" Patriarch Long said, pointing at Lin Mu.
"No need." Lin Mu cut him off before he could finish. "Against a disorderly mob like you, what do I, Lin Mu, have to fear? Come on, all of you!"
He wants us to attack all at once?
This Lin Mu’s arrogance was enough to devour the heavens. Was he really planning to take on everyone from Heimiao Village by himself? Even if he truly was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he couldn’t possibly kill them all! If they stood still and let him, his arm would go numb long before he finished!
"Mr. Lin, please don’t be impulsive!" Li Xuan’s expression changed. "The people from Heimiao Village are experts at using despicable and shameless tactics. If they..."
"If Mr. Lin truly wishes to fight, the men of Bai Miao Village also have the strength to battle!"
"There’s no need," Lin Mu said lightly. "They’re just a few pieces of trash. Killing them is as easy as crushing ants."
"Arrogant!"
"Today, I, Zhao Qian, will let you experience my might!"
Filled with rage, Zhao Qian’s figure blurred. He stomped on the ground and shot toward Lin Mu.
"Come and meet your death!"
Zhao Qian threw a punch, the force so fierce it seemed capable of shattering boulders.
Li Lai took several steps back in fear. Li Xuan mobilized her True Yuan, preparing to intervene.
But Lin Mu simply waved one hand casually, as if shooing away a fly.
The next moment, Zhao Qian’s body was sent flying backward as if struck by an invisible force. Before he even hit the ground, his body was torn asunder, and he died without so much as a scream.
A deathly silence descended upon the scene.
Just a casual wave of his hand, and Zhao Qian was dead?
This was the strongest expert in the Zhao Family aside from their Patriarch, yet he had been killed instantly by Lin Mu.
Patriarch Long’s face changed dramatically, and he stumbled back two steps. The people of Heimiao Village were utterly shocked and retreated in unison.
"Excellent!" Li Xuan was so deeply shocked she couldn’t help but cry out. "In the past, Guan Yu beheaded Hua Xiong while his wine was still warm. Today, Mr. Lin annihilates Zhao Qian with a wave of his hand! A truly great man indeed!"
Li Lai’s beautiful eyes sparkled.
Lin Mu slowly walked toward Patriarch Long and the others, his expression calm.
The Dragon Servant swallowed hard. "Family Head, we should retreat."
"Retreat?" A miserable look crossed Patriarch Long’s face. "Have you forgotten the High Priest’s order? If we can’t eradicate Bai Miao Village today, we will all be thrown into the Dragon Lair!"
The hearts of the other leaders trembled. It seemed the thought of being thrown into the Dragon Lair was even more terrifying than facing Lin Mu.
"If that’s the case, then we fight!"
The various leaders and chiefs of the villages steeled their expressions with grim resolve.
"Prepare the formation! Begin the Gu ritual!"