Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 90: Memories and Fierce Battles

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Memories and Fierce Battles

"Me, hand over Lin Xing?" Jing Shiyu chuckled.

Both Commander Zhang and Zhao Yuan standing before her clearly harbored deep grudges against her.

Her senior sister by her side also harbored ill intentions towards her.

In such a situation, if she were to give up Lin Xing, it would mean allowing the other four to deal with Lin Xing first, leaving her, Jing Shiyu, to face these four experts alone.

To entrust her fate to the enemies who wished for her own team members to be taken down first and then honor their agreement to spare her life... Jing Shiyu would never choose that.

Instead, she thought it better to join forces with Lin Xing and fight to the death; two against four was certainly better than one against four.

Thinking this, Jing Shiyu looked at the veiled woman and asked with a smile, "Senior sister, Lin Xing is my newly accepted disciple and thus a member of the Holy Sect. You should know very well how the Holy Sect deals with those who betray their own. It seems the Xingxiao Sect has offered you quite the benefits this time."

The veiled woman chuckled lightly, "Sister, you speak truly. Within the Holy Sect, those who betray their own are subjected to the torture of a thousand worms devouring their hearts."

"Lin Xing killed our sect’s Dragon Tiger Divine General that day; why can’t I seek revenge today? Instead, sister, you’ve taken in a sworn enemy of the Holy Sect as a disciple. I wonder what our master would think of that?"

While the two Holy Daughters of the Heavenly Will Sect spoke, Commander Zhang was staring intently at Lin Xing.

He looked gaunt now, as though he had lost a lot of weight.

His eyes were full of gloominess, and the spirited demeanor he once had seemed to have completely vanished, leaving him in despair.

Listening to the conversation between the two Holy Daughters, he impatiently barked out, "Enough of the babbling. Are you done?"

Ignoring the angry glares from the two Holy Daughters, the Commander looked at Lin Xing and directly asked, "Lin Xing, Zhao Yuan said that night you started the fight by burning Zhu Fen to death and setting the camp ablaze; is that true?"

Zhao Yuan glared hatefully at Lin Xing, "Commander, why bother talking to this traitor? Just take him away."

Now that Zhang Tiande had been defeated, Zhao Yuan had also joined the Xingxiao Sect.

Realizing how much the Xingxiao Sect Leader valued Lin Xing, he decided to capture Lin Xing this time to make a name for himself in front of this new leader and secure his position in the sect.

Zhang Tiande looked somberly at Lin Xing, "Lin Xing, I was incapacitated by my old injuries that night and was unconscious in bed. Tell me what happened."

Lin Xing rubbed his head, searching through his long memory for what had happened that night.

To him, it seemed like many years had passed.

"I remember..."

Memories of a distant battlefield surged in Lin Xing’s mind.

"That day, I was practicing my skills in the tent when someone burst in, claiming they wanted to capture me."

He shook his head, "Capturing me alive would be worse than killing me."

"Those who wanted to capture me alive should all be beaten to death."

"They wanted to capture me, so I killed them."

"There was one fat man who was the weakest, so I burned him first."

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth, "That was Zhu Fen; you burned Zhu Fen!"

"Pig manure?" Lin Xing shook his head, "I don’t remember the names clearly. Anyway, the remaining two still wanted to capture me, so I kept fighting while I fled."

He rubbed his temples and continued, "Then one ran away, and the old man left still wanted to chase me, so I burned him too."

At the moment, the Xingxiao Sect Envoy, who was bound in bandages, clenched his teeth and said menacingly, "You brat! That was me; it’s a pity you didn’t manage to kill me then, but today I’ll capture you alive and bring you back to the sect for the Sect Leader to deal with."

Lin Xing looked at the man whose face was wrapped in bandages but revealed only his eyes, nose, and mouth and shook his head, "That person didn’t look like you."

The Xingxiao Sect Envoy felt that Lin Xing was mocking him and laughed angrily in response, "The Sect Leader said as long as you are alive, it doesn’t matter even if your arms and legs are broken."

"Everyone, let’s attack together."

After saying that, with a flourish of his long sleeve, two rainbow-colored smoke streams surged out, encircling the outskirts of the entire battlefield, seemingly aiming to trap Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu within and prevent their escape.

Simultaneously, on the hillside, people kicked down sealed barrels, and as the barrels shattered, more and more poisonous smoke spread.

Zhang Tiande looked at Lin Xing and sighed, "Lin Xing, it’s true that Zhu Fen and the others betrayed you first, but you also burned him alive, and destroyed the entire camp."

"I’m too lazy to dwell on the past grievances."

"But since today we both serve different masters, let’s each give it our all for our future."

Saying this, a blazing fighting spirit seemed to reignite in Zhang Tiande’s eyes, his skin glistening with hints of gold, making him appear like a golden-cast Divine Statue in an instant.

And from his mouth, white mists were gushing out, swirling around him.

This was Zhang Tiande’s Arhat Battle Body and Heavenly Gang Fighting Spirit.

Seeing this scene, Jing Shiyu’s gaze sharpened: "Zhang Tiande’s injuries should have been severe; he shouldn’t have been able to use these two sophisticated techniques so easily."

She immediately realized, Xingxiao Sect, this enormous entity must have used some method to heal him, or at least temporarily suppressed his injuries.

Feeling astonished by Xingxiao Sect’s profound strength, Jing Shiyu also pulled out the Sword Jade Hairpin from her head.

Meanwhile, two figures were already rushing forward one after the other, charging toward Lin Xing like lightning.

The ones closing the distance were naturally Zhang Tiande and Zhao Yuan, the scene’s best experts in Martial Arts.

The fight today wasn’t on a battlefield, and neither had to worry about bullets and arrows, so neither of the two great martial artists wore their heavy armor.

Thus, without the protection of heavy armor, they gained speed and agility.

Fighting in heavy armor on a battlefield and gearing lightly for a duel in the jianghu was a strategy adopted by most martial artists.

After all, in close-ranged combat, martial artists often gain a significant advantage with their speed.

Watching the two great martial artists approaching rapidly, Lin Xing certainly wasn’t going to just wait for death. As his mind surged, four beams of light soared up, already shooting toward the two charging figures.

Bang—four crisp sounds in succession, and almost instantaneously, the four rulers were swept away by the long halberd in Zhang Tiande’s hands, flying hundreds of meters away.

With this instant clash and the surge of power within his body, Zhang Tiande felt an exhilarating rush, exclaiming in his heart: "Xingxiao Sect truly deserves to be the overlord of the north, the healing effects of this sacred medicine are too strong."

However, no sooner had the four rulers been swept away, Lin Xing had already summoned four fire dragons using oil and Spirit Fire Talismans.

With a roaring sound, the four fire dragons immediately intercepted the two men.

Zhang Tiande roared as he actively faced the fire dragons.

His three-meter-long halberd swung around as if bringing up successive storms that forcefully scattered the fire dragons in mid-air into a myriad of sparks.

But the fire dragons weren’t real creatures, they were burning oil manipulated by Lin Xing’s Object Manipulation Skill.

Thus, after being dispersed, they quickly reassembled and reformed under the control of Lin Xing’s spiritual mind.

But in this process of Zhang Tiande dispersing and Lin Xing reshaping, Zhao Yuan had already spotted Lin Xing’s vulnerability and broke through the firewall, charging straight to Lin Xing’s frontal position.

"Lin Xing!" With clouds of mist emanating from his mouth, Zhao Yuan unleashed his full Heavenly Gang Fighting Spirit, his body filled with murderous intent, and his large axe whooshed down toward Lin Xing with the roar of wind and thunder.

Faced with the charging Zhao Yuan, Lin Xing’s eyes brightened: "Good timing!"

Without even looking at the incoming axe, he kicked directly at Zhao Yuan’s groin.

Faced with this suicidal move, Zhao Yuan was instantly stunned.

From the distance came the shriek of a Xingxiao Sect Envoy: "Stop!"