Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 712 - 707: Exhibit One

Chapter 712: Chapter 707: Exhibit One

"This..."

Xiao Shu’s entire body broke out in goosebumps as a cold draft surged up his spine.

The experts beside him were even more stunned, their mouths agape, completely unclear about what was happening.

Hiss...

Lin Xin dragged the tip of his longsword on the ground, taking steps toward the direction of Fengqing Hall.

Xiao Shu’s face alternated between pale and flushed, his hands tightly clutching a black flying dagger, yet he dared not throw it.

An invisible pressure loomed over him, rendering him unable to move at all.

He had only ever felt such pressure from Ding Hai, the strongest among the grandmasters.

But now, the pressure emitted by the person before him was far more terrifying than Ding Hai’s.

"I do not wish to force others, so you might as well come with me obediently. When fate arrives, nothing can stop it.

Rather than being knocked out and taken away by me, it’s better to comply on your own."

Lin Xin now faintly guessed that perhaps all these grandmasters were individuals of exceptional talent, just like the previous Hidden Weapons King Xiao Shu.

However, the old man Sun Xiaojun on the other side didn’t seem to be anything special.

As he stepped forward, the pressure on all the people of Fengqing Hall grew.

Yao Yuanhui and Yao Qing in the rear of the formation were also shocked.

They had recognized Lin Xin as the mysterious Taoist who had saved them initially.

Previously, when he mentioned starting a sect, they thought he was just like any other martial artist seeking a suitable mountain gate to establish fame and then recruit disciples.

But now, they didn’t expect that Lin Xin’s idea of recruiting disciples was to do so by force!

With each step Lin Xin took, Xiao Shu trembled slightly, his face growing paler.

The atmosphere became even more tense and rigid, and no one else from Fengqing Hall dared to come forward.

Hiss hiss hiss hiss!!!

In an instant, dozens of crossbow arrows shot forward, all aimed at Lin Xin.

Whoosh!!

Everyone saw a flash of silver as Lin Xin seemingly spread out a silver screen around him like a peacock’s tail, deflecting all the crossbow arrows.

Hiss...

Now everyone who hadn’t seen clearly, finally understood. This was how the Taoist had blasted away the group surrounding him before.

"We are so many! Are we really afraid of just him? Go!! Kill him!"

A Fengqing Hall expert with bulging veins on his face drew his sword and was the first to charge at Lin Xin.

A few people behind him also clenched their teeth and charged together.

Clang!

The blades of five or six swords were all caught on Lin Xin’s sword, which he powerfully flung to the side.

Whoosh.

Several people simultaneously rolled on the ground like tumbling gourds, their hundreds of kilos of weight thrown more than ten meters away, unable to move any longer.

A gentle breeze stirred, slightly rippling the grass on the ground.

The people of Fengqing Hall were completely stunned.

Xiao Shu watched as Lin Xin slowly approached, his body tensed to the extreme.

As an expert of the inner family, he could tell at a glance that the other party was using a special burst technique that also incorporated inner strength.

However, the effect with which it was used left him dumbstruck.

His mind was a tangled mess, and before he could even strategize, the Thousand-Hand Divine Monarch had already approached him.

"You might as well come with me."

Lin Xin smiled amiably and lightly tapped him on the body.

From beginning to end, Xiao Shu had not been able to throw a single flying dagger, and now, like an ordinary person, was lightly tapped by him, causing his entire body to tremble violently.

Some people from Fengqing Hall attempted to step forward to stop him, but he motioned with his hand to stop them instead.

"I’ll go with you."

In his urgency, he quickly sorted through his thoughts.

His expression returned to normal.

Lin Xin nodded satisfactorily.

Glancing around, he pointed out a few others with good potential.

"You, you, and you! And you! All of you have a destiny with me, come along."

These people, still holding their weapons, were stunned when they found themselves singled out, trembling all over.

"Esteemed Taoist Priest,"

Sun Xiaojun watched from a distance and could barely stand it anymore, but the martial skills of this Taoist were truly unfathomable. Even he wasn’t certain he could withstand dozens of crossbow bolts shot simultaneously without evading and deflecting.

And yet, this individual had faced them head-on without dodging.

"May I dare to ask if the Taoist is the Thousand-Hand Divine Monarch, the Red Flower Taoist of Qing Lake Mountain who is starting a sect?" Sun Xiaojun asked loudly.

"Indeed, it is I." Lin Xin glanced over, his figure suddenly dashing forward with incredible speed, grabbing and retrieving more than a dozen people among the Fengqing Hall’s subordinates in just a few moments.

Then he rushed again into the direction of Jiuhua Hall.

"Damn it!"

"What does this madman want to do now!?"

A group of retainers were shocked and hurled a barrage of hidden weapons, scrambling to retreat.

Sun Xiaojun’s eyelids twitched, and he shook his spear, ready to make a move.

But he immediately saw a series of soldiers and retainers being tossed out. They all landed right in front of a group from Zhou Wangfu, uncomfortably close to the members of Fengqing Hall lying in a row.

A continuous series of groans of pain followed.

For a moment, the entire Jiuhua Hall formation was thrown into chaos by a single person charging in. Not only was the formation broken, but all the soldiers with their spears and sabers who fell upon him were repelled by his sword and knocked to the ground.

Sun Xiaojun and Xiao Shu both had strange expressions on their faces.

Initially, Xiao Shu had been worried that this man was sent by the Imperial Court to cause trouble, but he hadn’t expected that when this fellow made his move, he treated Jiuhua Hall no differently.

"Divine Monarch, you must think this through! You are now offending the current Imperial Court!"

Sun Xiaojun’s face turned red with exertion, even Xiao Shu couldn’t resist him, and he was restrained in an instant. Coupled with the previous incident involving Wei Yu, it was clear that this Red Flower Taoist was a martial artist of extraordinary ability from Jianghu.

All that remained was to use the objects at hand to check the opponent now.

"The Divine Monarch might not fear anything, but he should also think of those around him. All under heaven is the Emperor’s land, and having offended the Imperial Court, there is likely no place for them under this heaven either."

"The Imperial Court?"

Lin Xin paused his actions, leaping out from the disordered ranks of soldiers and landed steadily on the ground.

"Your capabilities aren’t that great, yet your tone is quite bold," he said, squinting slightly as he stared at Sun Xiaojun. "You say, if I were to go to the capital myself and take action, among all the courtiers and warriors, would anyone be able to stop me?"

With these words, Sun Xiaojun knew things were bad; he hadn’t expected the other party to disregard the power of the Imperial Court completely, instead showing an attitude of utter indifference.

"With your strength alone, can you really contend against thousands of troops?"

He was already feeling nervous inside but still tried to speak with a stern voice.

"This man rebels and disturbs the peace! Such crimes must be punished! Commander Sun, if you cannot capture him today, I’m afraid your position as commander will come to an end!"

An eerie comment came from a Surveillance Commissioner eunuch standing aside.

"Thousands of troops?" Lin Xin laughed, "To this day, the people I’ve personally killed number not less than a hundred thousand. You speak to me of thousands of troops?"

His laugh suddenly carried a chilling coldness.

A thick scent of bloody murderous intent emanated from him.

Until now, he had not sensed any trace of a cultivator, indicating that this world was thoroughly a native world, never having been visited by others from different realms.

With that, he decided not to waste any more time.

Having said this, regardless of whether others believed him or not, he continued,

"This Divine Monarch founded a school called the Lakeside Mountain Sect at Qing Lake Mountain. Anyone under heaven, whether commoners, princes, nobles, the young, the old, women, children, or those with disabilities or congenital defects, anyone at all.

"As long as they meet the conditions, they can be admitted under my tutelage."

These words of Lin Xin, coupled with his formidable aura, immediately caused a stir among the crowd.

The stand-off between two great powers was completely scrambled by his meddling.

Yao Yuanhui and her brother, hiding behind a group from Fengqing Hall, were also quite shocked.

From start to finish, the Red Flower Taoist moved through the ranks like a breeze, utterly invincible.

This had perhaps reached the pinnacle of mortal martial arts.

"Arrogance!"

It was time for Sun Xiaojun to step up.

To openly utter such rebellious words in his presence. If he wanted to keep his skin intact, to ensure his family’s safety and their noble status,

he had to speak out. After all, he represented the highest martial force of the Imperial entity.

"Let me personally test your prowess!"

As soon as he spoke, the spear in his hand shot out like a spirit snake, aiming directly at Lin Xin’s chest.

The eighty-plus pound fine steel spear trembled as it struck, carrying a massive force.

The wind it brought up seemed to drain the surrounding air.

Bang!

In an instant, Lin Xin reached out with his right hand and precisely grabbed the tip of the spear, steadying it in mid-air.

Humming...

The body of the spear shook violently, caught between two opposing forces, before gradually coming to a stop.

"Hmm!!!"

Sun Xiaojun circulated his energy, fiercely pumping his body’s strength.

Yet the spear did not budge, firmly grasped in Lin Xin’s hand.

"Lad, your spearmanship is decent, but your physique is too weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xin twisted the spear sharply, the great rebounding force viciously striking Sun Xiaojun on the side.

He was but a Martial Artist of the Mortal World, how could he withstand such force?

In a moment, he was struck by the great force and flung away.

"General!!"

His personal soldiers quickly rushed forward to catch him.

Bang!

Another muffled sound, as Sun Xiaojun crashed into over a dozen men, finally rolling to a halt on the ground, his mouth full of blood and barely breathing.

He had been beaten nearly to his last breath in an instant.

"This... this!!!"

The eunuch Surveillance Commissioner’s teeth chattered, incredulously watching this unfold.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable..." Lin Xin withdrew his hand, jabbing the spear into the ground beside him, which now bore five distinct fingerprints, visible for all to see.

"Honored laymen, would it have been so difficult to simply let me select people peacefully? You had to ignore the easy path and choose the hard one,"

he said, his expression darkening slightly.

"Retreat!" the eunuch suddenly shrieked.

"Dare to retreat and you die!"

Lin Xin’s voice boomed even louder, echoing like thunder across the entire space.

Suddenly, everyone from Fengqing Hall to Jiuhua Hall, hundreds in number, felt their eardrums painfully vibrate, their heads spinning a bit.

"Should’ve listened when I was speaking nicely." Lin Xin’s expression turned completely cold. He looked around. "Seems I must take matters into my own hands!"

He raised his hand and suddenly struck, a gray shadow shot out, and the eunuch immediately groaned, collapsing to the ground with a splash of blood.