Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 326 - 95 Rushing Time

Chapter 326: Chapter 95 Rushing Time

Time gradually passed amid the noise of everyone.

Early the next morning.

Thick clouds veiled the entire sky, dark clouds covered it, accompanied by bursts of thunder, and the air was extremely oppressive.

Rumble.

Lin Yuan stepped out, looking up at the sky. This kind of weather affected his practice of the Great Sun True Meaning; the sunlight couldn’t completely envelop his body, reducing efficiency considerably.

"Cough, cough."

A soft cough sounded, and Xi Yuanrong had already quietly appeared by his side.

Lin Yuan nodded and walked alongside him.

As he left, many disciples in the courtyard also poked their heads out, looking at Lin Yuan with curiosity and awe.

Under the reverent gazes of the crowd, Lin Yuan remained calm and continued forward.

After leaving Xuri Martial Academy, he headed towards Xu Jinyu’s residence in the Lingzhen Martial Academy.

"Brother Ji, the rumors about Lin Yuan are rampant. It turns out that he really is challenging Xu Jinyu!" cried one person in surprise, seeing Lin Yuan’s composed steps from a distant pavilion.

Beside him, Ji Yuanbai seemed not to have heard this person’s words.

He stared intently at Lin Yuan’s back.

With Lu Rong gone from Xuri Martial Academy and Lu Angzhou dead under unexpected circumstances, he had become the number one disciple of the academy.

Yet, compared to other academies and even the city’s younger generation, this number one was slightly lacking. Even he had little confidence in matching Xu Jinyu, let alone defeating him.

But now Lin Yuan was actually going to challenge Xu Jinyu. How could this not shake him to his core?

Thinking back, when this kid was still searching for martial skills in the Transmission Hall, he had assumed Lin Yuan wouldn’t go far, having only learned a flawed martial skill. But now he dared to challenge Xu Jinyu.

Ji Yuanbai had a mix of emotions in his heart.

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As Lin Yuan approached Xu Jinyu’s residence, more and more disciples gathered around. A near continuous line of disciples watched on both sides of the road.

They gazed at Lin Yuan’s handsome face, their eyes full of curiosity, admiration, and scorn.

Lin Yuan looked at these faces, still very calm, and continued to step forward, step by step.

As he was about to enter Xu Jinyu’s residence, the crowds around him became sparse.

The Lingzhen Martial Academy had already cleared the site ahead of time.

Only in the main hall at the top, many academy elders and lineage leaders had taken their seats, full of anticipation for Lin Yuan’s arrival.

Soon, Lin Yuan finally stepped over the threshold.

He glanced over the elders in the hall, finally resting his eyes on a man in a white robe.

"Lin Yuan from Xuri Martial Academy, here for a visit. May I ask, Brother Xu Jinyu, do you dare to face me in a duel?"

The clear voice echoed throughout the scene, filled with boundless confidence.

"Not bad, not bad, observing this young man’s demeanor, he truly has the bearing of a genius. Brother Changmei, your fate in taking disciples is truly enviable," an old man on a chair praised, stroking his beard.

"Lin Yuan carries himself with great confidence. It seems Xu Jinyu will face quite a fierce battle today. I’m just not sure how many cores Lin Yuan has condensed in his apertures."

"I think this kid is just a show-off. He thinks that having attained the third realm means he can’t be beaten by anyone. I’ve seen his records and he’s only been in the martial academy for half a year; the time for accumulating apertures is just not adequate," a middle-aged martial artist confidently analyzed, his eyes sharp.

"Heng Yun’s words have some truth," agreed another elder woman in a purple robe. "I see this boy the same way; a mere half-year of condensing Yuan power—how can he compare to Xu Jinyu?"

While the elders were discussing, Xu Jinyu had already stepped onto the martial arena.

His white robe fluttered, constantly swaying in the wind, gripping the hilt of his sword with one hand, the other hand behind his back, displaying the demeanor of the leading figure in the academy.

"Lin Yuan, I do admire your courage, but you’re just a clown," Xu Jinyu sneered, his face mocking. "But you’ve miscalculated. In Xuri Martial Academy, only Lu Rong was worth looking at; the others are no different than wild chickens."

Upon hearing these words, Lin Yuan faintly smiled, "Why waste words?"

"I’m here just to use you as a stepping stone to challenge Ji Chuisong."

At this moment, nearly everyone in the martial arena twitched their eyelids.

Is this even humanly possible? Using Xu Jinyu as a stepping stone to challenge Li Chuison?

Who is Xu Jinyu? The number one in the Lingzhen Martial Academy, a contender in Baiyan City.

How many among the younger generation could possibly defeat him?

Lin Yuan’s confidence was indeed overwhelming, bordering on madness.

"Hahaha," Xu Jinyu laughed heartily, "I must say, your words have made me laugh."

His eyes flashed coldly; suddenly frost condensed on his body, "Use me as a stepping stone? In my thirty years, no one has dared talk to me like that."

Lin Yuan shrugged lightly, "Never before, but now that I’m here, there is."

"Alright, alright. Then let’s see what you’re made of."

Xu Jinyu shouted explosively.

Clang.

A blazing yellow light suddenly flashed, like a vast web of sword-light, woven from countless fibers, enveloping and blocking out the sky, shrouding towards Lin Yuan.

"Here it comes, here it comes. That Lin Yuan has such a foul mouth and arrogance. To say Xu Jinyu is just a stepping stone—ridiculous."

"This kind of person is arrogant and oblivious, unaware of what level he’s at, who he can and cannot provoke. Foolish."

"Hahaha, in all my long years, I’ve never seen such a fool," the crowd laughed derisively, their hearts filled with mirth.

As the net of sword-light quickly descended, like a fishing net cast into water, once caught, escape was impossible.

But Lin Yuan’s eyes were filled with calm.

Could this level of Sword Qi really trap anything? It was only marginally stronger than a spider’s web.

Lin Yuan raised his right hand, extending his index finger, and fixed his gaze on the center of the sword net, then pointed.

Boom!

A point of golden light erupted, colliding with the sword net in an instant.

"He actually saw through my sword technique!" Xu Jinyu’s pupils constricted, the sword blade already colliding with Lin Yuan’s index finger.

Xu Jinyu felt a heavy force suddenly strike the sword.

"Such strong force, such thick Yuan power; how many apertures has this boy condensed?"

Xu Jinyu’s expression changed dramatically, feeling immense power transmitted, he immediately circulated Yuan power, his body rotating abruptly, sidestepping to dissipate the force.

Stomp, stomp, stomp.

His feet swiftly tapped the ground, barely stopping his retreat.

His sword still hummed, as if mourning under Lin Yuan’s single point.

"You, what kind of Cultivation Technique did you practice, to have such tremendous power?" Xu Jinyu demanded, angry and surprised. His right hand trembled incessantly, clearly Lin Yuan’s point had far exceeded his expectations.

The surrounding people’s previous smiles froze instantly.

What had they just seen? Lin Yuan, with just one finger, had broken Xu Jinyu’s sword technique?

That was the Lingzhen Martial Academy’s True Spirit Skill, the Huang Ji Wind Web Bind.

And it was so easily broken by Lin Yuan?

While everyone was still in shock.

Lin Yuan looked at Xu Jinyu’s furious and astonished face, faintly smiled, "Hurry up, I’m pressed for time."