The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 586: Vajra Arhat_1

Chapter 586: Chapter 586: Vajra Arhat_1

Shuang’er showed no fear and tangled with her adversary, turning the entire hall into a melee.

"Lin Ping, you despicable coward, don’t you dare face me one-on-one?" Lin Haifeng, anxious and unable to restrain himself, bellowed.

He knew Shuang’er’s strength all too well, and she couldn’t possibly withstand so many opponents.

Lin Ping spread his arms, smiling proudly, "You just called me a despicable coward, why would I bother with a one-on-one fight?"

"Attack! Kill her and don’t worry about it!"

At his words, the Lion Hall’s attack grew even fiercer.

As Shuang’er was almost overwhelmed by the crowd, a piercing scream rang out.

"Big guy! Come help me!"

Boom!

In the next moment, all everyone saw was a burst of golden light suddenly exploding, hitting them like a roaring train.

In an instant, the dense crowd was blasted open, creating a massive gap.

Huo Erba’s body shone with golden light, like a giant sculpted from gold, and with a casual punch, he sent a Martial Artist flying.

Being a Body Tempering Grandmaster, his physical strength so formidable that ordinary Martial Artists couldn’t withstand it.

Furthermore, after cultivating in the Celestial Forbidden Grounds, Huo Erba had become like the legendary Vajra Arhat.

Axes and swords couldn’t touch him, whole armies parted before him!

"Damn it, what kind of monster is this guy?"

"Stop him! Stop him!"

"Ahhh! My hand!"

The Martial Artists attempting to block Huo Erba were either beaten bloody and sent flying or smashed to the point where half their body was mangled.

Huo Erba’s ferocious offense successfully rescued Shuang’er from the encirclement.

"Despicable! To think you’d resort to ganging up on me!"

Shuang’er flexed her wrists, glaring angrily at Lin Ping, "I will definitely beat you to death!"

Lin Ping’s eyes were dark with gloom; he had never imagined that the muscular man’s body could be so mighty.

All these people, and yet they had been scattered by this one man’s power!

"Hall Master, there’s really nothing we can do..."

"Yeah, the guy’s body is like a monster."

"I put all I had into a punch, and he didn’t even get a scratch..."

Most members of Lion Hall were covered in injuries and didn’t dare to go up against Huo Erba again.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

Lin Ping snorted coldly and strode forward, placing himself before the two of them.

Shuang’er crossed her arms and said haughtily, "Surrender nicely, or you’ll surely die today!"

"Heh, the only ones who will die today are the two of you!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Ping suddenly raised his hand, thrusting a handful of white powder fiercely into the air.

Caught off guard, Shuang’er and Huo Erba both inhaled a large mouthful of it.

"This is bad!"

Lin Haifeng was shocked; he had been ambushed by this exact move before.

"You bastard, what have you done?!"

Shuang’er’s first thought was poison; she hurriedly tried to activate her Spiritual Power to expel the powder.

Yet unexpectedly, rather than being poisonous, the powder rapidly neutralized the Spiritual Power in her body.

In just a few breaths, her Spiritual Power was depleted by a full fifty percent!

Huo Erba wasn’t spared either, his golden radiance flickered unstably, then began to dim.

"Hahaha, you two fools, this is the Soft Bone Powder refined by a Great Grandmaster; even if you were a Great Grandmaster, you wouldn’t be able to resist it!"

Lin Ping laughed wildly as he charged out, swinging his fists towards them.

"Hahaha, just die obediently!"

Lin Ping roared with laughter, his fists bringing fierce winds, each one generating howling air currents!

In his pursuit of becoming the Lion Hall Master, he dared to make agreements with Elder Kong and the people of the Black and White Witch Sect, obtaining this Soft Bone Powder from them.

Common Grandmasters who encountered the Soft Bone Powder would have their strength dissolved in an instant.

Even a Great Grandmaster like Lin Haifeng could do nothing but take hits once affected by the Soft Bone Powder.

Neither Shuang’er nor Huo Erba could withstand the effects of Soft Bone Powder; they felt weak and feeble throughout their bodies, unable to stop Lin Ping’s onslaught.

If their conditions weren’t special, they would probably have already been defeated!

Seeing Lin Ping take the upper hand again, the crowd became raucous once more.

"You fools, daring to challenge us at Lion Hall?"

"Hall Master Lin is unrivaled under the heavens! You can’t possibly be his match!"

"Just wait for your death!"

Huo Erba struggled to rise, his body still flickering with golden light, trying to block everyone.

But the Soft Bone Powder had dissolved more than half of his strength, and now he couldn’t even maintain his Cultivation Technique.

Shuang’er stared stubbornly at Lin Ping, grinding her teeth, "You contemptible and shameless villain, if you can’t win, you resort to such despicable tricks. Do you really deserve to lead Lion Hall with such means?"

Lin Ping burst into laughter, "It doesn’t matter how I do it, as long as I’m the last man standing, it’s a good method!"

"Victors write history, and only those who survive have the right to write it!"

In the crowd, Lin Haifeng closed his eyes in pain.

"It’s all my fault... all my fault..."

He was well aware of Soft Bone Powder’s effects, for up to now, even his own cultivation hadn’t recovered.

Not to mention Shuang’er and the burly man, who were now as helpless as fish on a chopping board.

He turned his head to look at Lin Shanyue beside him, speaking with agony, "Father... I’m sorry, I never imagined that Lion Hall would be ruined under my watch..."

Lin Shanyue, the previous Hall Master of Lion Hall, had retired and gone into seclusion after giving his position to Lin Haifeng.

To threaten Lin Yuechan, Lin Ping had also captured him.