Chapter 513: You’re Welcome to Try!
Silence.
The entire Dongting Lake was as silent as death.
The clash of two Grandmasters was terrifying enough. It wouldn’t be surprising if they fought for three days and three nights, or at the very least, hundreds of rounds before a victor could be decided. But no one had expected that before Wen Lie and Lin Wudi could determine a winner, East Madness would arrive.
Everyone had assumed Lin Wudi was bound to lose.
But who could have predicted it?
Lin Wudi had actually won.
Furthermore, he left the two Grandmasters with one dead and one grievously wounded. Fighting alone against two Grandmasters, Lin Wudi had emerged victorious, and he had done so cleanly and decisively.
The entire exchange took less than five minutes.
Dongfeng Po Tian was sent plunging into the depths of the lake with a single kick.
Wen Lie was killed outright by another.
Everyone’s gaze fell once more upon the figure on the lake’s surface, and they could feel their very hearts trembling.
Lin Wudi! Just how strong are you? You killed Yun Xu single-handedly, slayed Western Poison Little Ouyang, annihilated Xing Zirong, and eradicated the Fire Cloud Sect. It’s even rumored that Southern Butcher died by your hand. And now, you’ve shattered the alliance of two Grandmasters, leaving one dead and one injured. Not to mention, you once fought Zhang Daoyun alone and survived. With such an astonishing record, who in the world today would dare attempt such feats? Who could possibly accomplish them? Only you, Lin Wudi!
Thus, news spread like wildfire across Huaxia, sending tremendous shockwaves through the Martial Arts World once again.
"You can all turn back! East Madness has been defeated, and Wen Lie is dead!"
"What? Are you kidding me?"
"I’d already gotten dressed and everything, and now you’re telling me this?"
"Wait, East Madness? You don’t mean Dongfeng Po Tian from the Heaven’s List, do you? How did he lose?"
"Wen Lie actually found a partner, Dongfeng Po Tian himself. They planned to join forces to kill Lin Wudi, but the end result was that Dongfeng Po Tian was defeated, and Wen Lie was kicked to death by Lin Wudi!"
"Damn..."
Atop Yueyang Tower, Ling Yun stared blankly at Lin Mu, her face flushed red. "Master Lin is actually this formidable!"
Sect Leader Qing Ni of the Emei Sect gave a bitter smile, her heart equally filled with shock. Formidable is an understatement; he’s practically heaven-defying. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it even if you beat me to death.
While the crowd erupted in astonished cries, Lin Mu simply stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing toward a certain spot in the lake. "Come out. Playing dead is useless in front of me."
As soon as he spoke, that area of the lake suddenly exploded. A figure shot away toward the horizon at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.
Although he was incredibly fast, the Sect Leaders on the city tower recognized him.
"It’s Dongfeng Po Tian!"
"Such incredible speed!"
"Why does he look so disheveled?"
As everyone stared in astonishment, Lin Mu sneered. "You ganged up to kill me, and now you think you can run? Can you really get away?"
"Lin Wudi, it’s always wise not to burn your bridges. Must you insist on a fight to the death?" From the distance, Dongfeng Po Tian’s voice echoed, filled with terror and regret. At this moment, his heart was overwhelmed with fear and remorse. Had he known, he never would have made a move against this Lin Wudi. To be seen fleeing in front of so many people had utterly cost him, East Madness, all of his prestige.
"There’s no need for you and I to ever meet again."
Lin Mu’s figure flickered, drifting out like a wisp of green smoke. In the blink of an eye, he had caught up to Dongfeng Po Tian.
Dongfeng Po Tian’s expression changed drastically. He continued to flee as he yelled, "Lin Wudi, spare me! I swear, I will never be your enemy again!"
Hearing this, the crowd was even more dumbfounded. The great East Madness was being hunted by Lin Wudi like a stray dog. This was something they had never imagined. Not only that, but Dongfeng Po Tian was actually begging for mercy.
"Hmph, disgraceful!" Ling Yun said resentfully. "When you two ganged up on Master Lin, why didn’t you talk about leaving a way out then? Utterly shameless."
Lin Mu let out a great laugh, a sound brimming with killing intent.
"I, for one, never trust another’s oath."
As his words fell, Lin Mu’s hand reached out toward Dongfeng Po Tian. "I prefer to pull out the weeds and its roots!"
"The Twelve Forms of Godslaying, Demonslaying, and Immortal Execution—Demonslaying Claw!"
BOOM!
A wild force surged from Lin Mu’s body, instantly connecting heaven and earth to form a colossal claw that obscured the sky. In that moment, the heavens dimmed, and every spectator’s face changed color.
"Such terrifying power!"
"Just how many more techniques does this Lin Wudi have?"
"Terrifying! Truly terrifying!"
Feeling the fearsome power looming over his head, Dongfeng Po Tian’s face turned deathly pale. He gritted his teeth and snarled, "Lin Wudi, you forced my hand!"
"Whatever tricks you have left, feel free to use them," Lin Mu sneered disdainfully.
Dongfeng Po Tian’s expression turned fierce as he suddenly slammed a fist into his own chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Just when everyone thought he was about to fight Lin Wudi to the death, Dongfeng Po Tian fled once again. This time, his speed was even greater than before.
Everyone was stunned. This East Madness was truly shameless. He was a disgrace to all Grandmasters.
Hm? An escape art? Lin Mu’s eyebrow twitched, and the corner of his mouth curled up. A little interesting, but do you really think you can get away?
As he spoke, Lin Mu’s palm pressed down fiercely.
RUMBLE!
High in the sky, the Demonslaying Claw suddenly descended, its immense pressure causing the waters of the entire Dongting Lake to sink by several meters. One could only imagine the magnitude of its power. It was utterly beyond what any mortal could withstand.
"No..."
Caught within its range, Dongfeng Po Tian felt it most keenly. A hopeless Aura of Death pressed down on him, threatening to crush him completely.
"Mr. Yao, save me!"
This time, Dongfeng Po Tian was truly and utterly terrified. He screamed for help.
"Lin Wudi, that’s enough."
Just then, an ancient voice reached everyone’s ears. Above Dongting Lake, dark clouds gathered as if someone was about to appear.
"And what if I say no?" Lin Mu smirked coldly, paying the voice no mind.
"Hmph! Lin Wudi, do not court disaster!" the ancient voice returned, now laced with anger. "If East Madness dies, you will be buried with him! So what if you’re a Martial Arts Grandmaster? For me, killing you is as easy as turning over my hand!"
The voice held not only anger but also undisguised killing intent.
"Threats are useless on me," Lin Mu snorted, completely unafraid.
"Then die!"
As the ancient voice fell, everyone felt a scalp-numbing energy howl past them. Between heaven and earth, a bright thread shot toward Lin Mu.
It was a fishhook.
The silver fishing line and golden hook unleashed a cold, sharp killing intent that filled the air.
"Scram!"
However, Lin Mu simply pointed a finger dismissively. A streak of Sword Qi shot out and struck the fishhook.
CRACK!
The fishhook fractured and was sent flying back.
"Oh?" A surprised sound echoed from the void, filled with disbelief.
At that same moment, Lin Mu’s hand clenched violently, and the Demonslaying Claw fell without pause.
BANG!
Above the surface of the lake, Dongfeng Po Tian’s body abruptly exploded, dissolving into a fine mist of blood.
East Madness was dead.
At this moment, the world fell silent.
Here, above Dongting Lake, Lin Wudi had slain two Grandmasters in a row. And the one who had just tried to intervene—a being of undeniable power—had also seemed to be no match for him.
"Lin Wudi, you are courting death!" As East Madness was killed, the ancient voice rang out once more. "Do you truly believe I don’t dare to kill you?"
"You’re welcome to try." Lin Mu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with pure arrogance.