Chapter 592: Killing You is Like Slaughtering a Dog!
"A Martial Arts Grandmaster! A real Martial Arts Grandmaster!"
Kong Ying’s face turned pale, her mind reeling in shock.
I originally thought Lin Mu had just injected some kind of gene potion, something that would let him unleash the power of a Grandmaster for a short time. But that was only when he was facing me. Now he’s fighting a true Martial Arts Grandmaster! And Qiu Yi himself confirmed it! Lin Mu is a Martial Arts Grandmaster!
There was only one Martial Arts Grandmaster under the age of thirty in the entire world.
Lin Wudi.
Lin Mu?
Lin Wudi?
For a moment, Kong Ying’s eyes widened, and a shocked smile spread across her face. With some difficulty, she turned to glance at Qin Luoli.
This woman, who seemed to have captured all the essence of heaven and earth, smiled faintly. She possessed a peerless grace and a beauty that could topple kingdoms.
In that instant, Kong Ying understood.
No wonder her grandfather always had such inexplicable confidence in Lin Mu.
...
"What a pity! Such a pity!" Qiu Yi shook his head. "Had you not encountered me, and been given a few more years, even I wouldn’t be certain of killing you."
"But you, young Grandmaster, are doomed to die by my hand today!"
Qiu Yi was ecstatic. Killing you will make my name, Qiu Yi, legendary!
"You talk far too much," Lin Mu said, his patience worn thin.
"Alright!"
A glint flashed in Qiu Yi’s eyes as he roared, "In that case, allow me to grant you a dignified death! I’ll also give you the honor of witnessing my strongest move!"
Below the stage, Hong Lie’s face lit up with elation.
Master Qiu’s strongest move? Am I finally going to see it?
On the stage, Qiu Yi began to regulate his breathing, his expression turning solemn.
The next moment, Qiu Yi moved.
He pressed his palms together, and the veins on his body pulsed like waking dragons, creating a sound like a roaring river. It was his vital energy, surging and thrumming with excitement!
Immediately afterward, an incredibly terrifying wave of energy erupted from his palms. Visible halos of light gathered from all around, instantly condensing between his hands.
"Blood Demon Bagua Palm!"
Qiu Yi roared as he suddenly slashed his palms downward.
Before the disbelieving eyes of the crowd, the iron rings on his hands shattered and reformed, fusing into a blood-stained Iron Eight Trigrams. The moment it appeared, the Iron Eight Trigrams shot toward Lin Mu at an impossible speed.
Lin Mu stood his ground, not moving an inch.
BOOM!
Soil and rock flew into the air as if an earth dragon were churning below. Many in the crowd were injured by the flying debris. Countless people stumbled and fell, scrambling frantically to get away from the battle platform.
The area for hundreds of yards around them shook like an earthquake. The air filled with a thick cloud of dust, obscuring all vision.
When the dust finally settled, every single person wore an expression of sheer horror.
The vast fighting ground had been split in two. A massive trench cut through the kilometer-wide venue, stretching out of sight into the distance.
The Blood Demon Bagua Palm was Qiu Yi’s proudest creation. He had fused all the martial arts of the Bagua Sect into this one technique, which he had now mastered to its peak. A single palm could sunder rivers and shatter the earth. When he first created this ultimate art, he had dared to fight crocodiles in the sea and capture tigers in the mountains. Now that his divine skill was perfected, its power had increased dozens of times over.
Countless onlookers turned pale, their legs weak.
So this was the terror of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
And Qiu Yi was a supreme expert among Grandmasters!
The members of the Shen, Feng, and Huang families, along with many other prominent clans, looked on with ecstatic joy amid their shock.
This was Master Qiu!
This was their backer!
If Master Qiu was this powerful, then what about the Spirit Seer?
On the battle platform, Qiu Yi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression supremely arrogant.
At this moment, no one was paying attention to Lin Mu anymore.
The earth itself had been torn asunder. How could Lin Mu possibly have survived?
The dead do not deserve to have their names remembered. The weak can only become stepping stones for the strong.
"Grandfather, Instructor Lin... he..." Kong Ying’s face was tense, her eyes welling up.
Kong Lin was utterly stunned. That guy can’t be dead already, can he? He’s... A knot tightened in his chest.
Qin Luoli’s eyes narrowed slightly, her hands clenched into fists as she pressed her lips together.
"Hahaha! Master Qiu, your techniques are practically divine! I, Hong Lie, am thoroughly convinced!" Hong Lie laughed boisterously and cupped his fists toward the stage. "Master Qiu, now that your divine skill is complete and your fame resounds through the Southeast Five Provinces, you naturally shouldn’t lack attendants. I think this girl is decent enough. She is barely worthy of your status."
The girl he referred to was Qin Luoli.
"Master Hong is right," the Shen Family Head chimed in eagerly. "This girl’s beauty is unparalleled, comparable to Xi Shi and Diao Chan. Only a man like Master Qiu is worthy of possessing her."
"Indeed, indeed! With someone to serve him tea and warm his bed, Master Qiu will have more time to cultivate the Martial Way!"
These words were like steel needles stabbing the ears of Xie Dingtian and his men, making their eyes turn bloodshot with killing intent.
"As for this trash from Handong, just kill them!" the Feng Family Head added murderously. "Let them know that the price for running wild in our Southeast Five Provinces is their heads!"
"Wench, get over here and help Master Qiu dress! As a maid, you should always be aware of your place!" Huang Ning suddenly found his opportunity, pointing a finger at Qin Luoli and cursing.
Hong Lie started walking toward Qin Luoli, preparing to drag her away.
"Wench, come with me and pay your respects to Master Qiu!"
Qin Luoli’s lips formed a pout, her expression becoming one of profound grievance.
"Husband, if you don’t do something soon, they’re going to take me away to be a serving girl. Can you really bear to see that happen?"
Despite her goddess-like appearance, she spoke with such a soft, coquettish grievance in her voice that it shattered the hearts of many men in the crowd.
"Whoever dares to insult you, I will slaughter."
"Whoever dares to touch you, I will annihilate their entire family!"
A voice, brimming with endless killing intent, suddenly thundered across the entire venue.
At the same time, the very temperature of the air plunged, as if they had been cast into the arctic.
The next moment, everyone snapped their heads up.
Expressions of utter shock and disbelief appeared on their faces, including Qiu Yi’s.
There, in the center of their vision, a figure was slowly walking out of the chasm. The young man’s skin was fair and his clothes were clean, as if he were completely unharmed.
A boundless killing intent, enough to make all living things tremble, swept out from him, blanketing everything.
"You dare touch my woman!"
That furious voice roared like thunder, crashing into Hong Lie’s ears.
Hong Lie’s eyes widened in utter shock and terror.
He saw Lin Mu walking towards him step by step.
Like a war god returning from Hell.
"No... impossible!" Hong Lie shook his head frantically, stumbling backward.
Lin Mu wasn’t dead.
He had actually blocked Qiu Yi’s ultimate move!
Hong Lie’s face was a mask of astonishment.
"Nothing is impossible."
Lin Mu slowly raised his hand, reaching out toward Hong Lie.
As if guessing his intent, Hong Lie cried out in terror, "What are you doing?"
"Killing you."
Two simple words, carrying a universe of murderous intent.
"And not just you. Your entire family, and your martial brothers from the Form-Intention Fist... I will slaughter every last one of them."
Hong Lie’s earlier words had thoroughly enraged Lin Mu.
Those who dared to insult Qin Luoli would die.
Those who dared to disgrace the woman of Lin Wudi would have their entire family annihilated.
Livid with rage, Hong Lie bellowed, "You want to kill me? Do you think that’s possible? I am a Grandmaster!"
"Killing you is as easy as slaughtering a dog."
With a casual clench of his hand in the air, Hong Lie’s body instantly exploded into a fine mist of blood.