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Chapter 295 - 296: Self-Mutilation of the Right Hand (Congratulations to the Alliance Hierarch, extra update for my "Eight Seconds of Memories" Brother!)_1

Chapter 295: Chapter 296: Self-Mutilation of the Right Hand (Congratulations to the Alliance Hierarch, extra update for my "Eight Seconds of Memories" Brother!)_1

Dark Energy!

As someone at the peak of Dark Energy with over fifty years of martial arts training, Duan Yuanzhou was confident that his internal strength far surpassed that of Li Changlin. Therefore, in this counterattack, he had used his full strength.

"This is bad, they’re clashing with Dark Energy!"

"Trouble!"

"The opponent’s internal strength is formidable. Changlin is probably no match!"

Zhou Xingxing and the others all showed signs of worry on their faces. After all, given Duan Yuanzhou’s age, his cultivation was definitely beyond what Li Changlin could compare with.

They all knew that Li Changlin wasn’t even twenty-four yet, and Zhou Xingxing didn’t believe that Li Changlin could have cultivated his martial skills to the Transcendent Realm at such a young age!

"Bring it on!" However, to everyone’s surprise, Li Changlin suddenly laughed heartily, and then his arm began to tremble.

However, Li Changlin’s trembling was different from Duan Yuanzhou’s.

Duan Yuanzhou’s trembling was because he was attempting to channel all his internal strength into his right arm. The biggest difference between Dark Energy and Mingjin was that Dark Energy could be directly injected into the opponent’s body, causing severe internal injury.

On the other hand, Mingjin could not. At most, it could only dissipate the opponent’s physical strength.

This was also the reason why Peng Lianpeng, despite dispersing all of Lin Ruonan’s strength, was unable to cause her any internal damage back then, as Lin Ruonan was also at the level of Mingjin.

As Li Changlin’s arm trembled, a huge force surged into it.

At that moment, the Dark Energy strike from Duan Yuanzhou was already sweeping over ferociously.

Li Changlin gave a cold laugh and immediately urged his internal Qi forward with a roar!

In an instant, the two forces collided, and Li Changlin effortlessly cleared away Duan Yuanzhou’s Dark Energy, without suffering any harm.

"What!" Duan Yuanzhou naturally sensed the disappearance of his Dark Energy.

However, before he could react, Li Changlin had already spurred his surging internal Qi, directly injecting it into Duan Yuanzhou’s fist.

Whoosh!

It was as if a gentle breeze had suddenly sprung from nowhere.

Yet this breeze was so terrifying that Duan Yuanzhou had no time to react before he felt his body violently shake.

Then, as Zhou Xingxing and the others watched in horror, Duan Yuanzhou’s body was thrown backward, heading towards the bandits behind him.

In mid-air, Duan Yuanzhou hastily tried to perform a Thousand Catty Drop, but as he exerted this force, he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood that he couldn’t hold back sprayed out violently.

"How could this be!"

"Changlin is too powerful!"

"My God, just what level of cultivation does Li Changlin have!"

Everyone was in shock. His strength was simply too formidable.

By the time Duan Yuanzhou’s body finally landed, he was still unable to counteract that enormous impact.

His figure kept retreating, leaving deep footprints with every step, actually imprinting several footprints on the concrete road.

Wow!

At last, Duan Yuanzhou’s blood boiled, and he actually spewed out another mouthful of fresh blood before he finally managed to stop himself.

"You, you are a Huajing Strong Practitioner!" Gazing at Li Changlin, Duan Yuanzhou’s face and eyes were filled with shock and wariness.

"Are you from the Duan Family?" Li Changlin did not pay attention to the other’s question, but instead said calmly, "Just now you wanted me to sever my own arm. I won’t force you to do the same, but you must cripple your own right hand. Otherwise, I will ruin all your cultivation!"

To ruin someone’s cultivation was almost as bad as killing them.

Killing them.

One must understand that Duan Yuanzhou started martial arts at the age of eight, and if he’s now in his sixty-third year, his cultivation was as important as his own life. How could he possibly part with it?

So, without a moment’s hesitation, Duan Yuanzhou immediately raised his left hand and pressed it onto his right arm.

Immediately, a look of pain appeared on Duan Yuanzhou’s face, but Li Changlin remained completely unmoved.

Just now, Duan Yuanzhou had been insisting on crippling Li Changlin. If Li Changlin had not gained the upper hand now, his fate would probably be more than just a crippled hand.

However, Li Changlin was not a domineering person. Since he had already punished the other party, the anger in his heart had diminished quite a bit.

"I’m sorry, senior." Though Duan Yuanzhou crippled his own right hand under Li Changlin’s coercion, he did not dare show any resentment. He bowed slightly, looking extremely aggrieved.

"Go back and tell the two members of the Duan Family that if they think of seeking revenge in the future, I will certainly make a personal visit to the Duan Family!" Li Changlin gave Duan Yuanzhou a deep look, then no longer paid attention to him, turned his head, and left.

When Li Changlin had inquired about his surname earlier, Duan Yuanzhou chose silence, so Li Changlin had his answer.

"Changlin, I never thought you would be a Huajing Strong Practitioner." Seeing Li Changlin walk over, Zhou Xingxing couldn’t help but sigh.

Although he was at the Transcendent Realm, he had only broken through a year ago. At twenty-eight, Zhou Xingxing was already considering himself to be late, whereas Li Changlin was only twenty-three.

Calculating this way, Zhou Xingxing suddenly felt a sense of defeat. He had always thought he was talented but comparing himself with Li Changlin now, he felt like nothing but trash!

It was just as well that Zhou Xingxing’s thoughts were not known to Duan Yuanzhou. If that old fellow knew what Zhou Xingxing was thinking, he would probably be angered to the point of spitting blood.

Truly tragic, damn it—being Transcendent at twenty-eight, yet here I am at sixty-three, still only at the Peak of Dark Energy. Should I just kill myself?

These concerns were of no interest to Li Changlin, who wouldn’t bother with Duan Yuanzhou’s thoughts. He smiled and nodded to Zhou Xingxing.

Actually, Li Changlin had long sensed Zhou Xingxing’s strength. Even though Zhou Xingxing was also at the Transcendent Realm, his level was no match for Li Changlin’s.

Because, on the Xuanyuan Continent, Dancers cultivate Internal Strength, but what Li Changlin cultivated was Internal Qi, and the two were simply not on the same level.

Of course, Li Changlin wouldn’t point this out.

The five of them left the supper city and hailed two taxis to head back.

After they reached the neighborhood, Zhou Xingxing and Zhao Pu went to a hotel, while Lin Ruonan also went off with Qian Ziwei.

Li Changlin scratched his head in frustration, with no choice but to head home alone.

Arriving home, it was eerily quiet, and Li Changlin felt quite gloomy.

It was already half past midnight, and Li Changlin was not sleepy at the moment. After some thought, he simply took out his mobile phone.

He still had a few lottery chances left unused from yesterday, and Li Changlin thought since he had nothing better to do, he might as well try his luck in the lottery.

Opening the System, Li Changlin first signed in, then entered his personal center. When he saw his Popularity Points, he was stunned!