Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 335 - 103: The Pursuit

Chapter 335: Chapter 103: The Pursuit

The people of the demon sect saw these disciples crazily fleeing and felt a bloodthirsty thrill.

"Collecting human cores so recklessly, it’s truly delightful. Hahaha." The demon martial artists of the Spirit Origin realm felt extreme joy in their hearts.

"Li Xiong, when you and I go back this time, breaking through to mid-stage Spirit Origin will be effortless." One of them laughed loudly.

He fiercely struck out with a long knife in hand, slicing the fleeing disciple into two.

Li Xiong, on the far right, shook his head: "These are all low-level disciples, there’s not one with decent strength. Those who can condense over eighty acupoints are worth twenty ordinary members at least. Plus, there’s a qualitative difference."

While speaking, Li Xiong’s eyes flashed coldly, and he snorted: "There are four more coming."

With a fierce swing of the long knife, he slashed rapidly to the right.

The gleaming blade flashed, instantly causing three disciples to fall.

"Hmm." Just as he was about to withdraw his knife, Li Xiong’s eyes showed surprise: "That one over there seems much faster than others."

Looking at the slender figure, it was moving like a monkey on the mountain, leaping continually, its speed far exceeding those ordinary disciples by fifty percent.

Just this sudden burst of speed allowed the person to evade his blade’s light.

"That one’s mine; none of you should try to snatch!" Li Xiong’s eyes heated up, he laughed and charged toward the person.

Lin Yuan had just burst into action, dodging that blade’s light, his speed increasing by fifty percent more.

Indeed, it’s as he anticipated, drawing the man’s attention.

As Lin Yuan leaped, he caught a glimpse behind him, noting,"Just as I expected, only he’s coming after me alone."

Feeling the speed of that person increase, rapidly closing in, Lin Yuan felt calm in his heart.

There’s only one Spirit Origin stage martial artist, and he’s at the early stage.

Thinking about this, Lin Yuan’s mind raced through possibilities, and his eyes showed a hint of killing intent: "Then use your blood to honor those innocent disciples who died."

Feeling the oppressive aura from behind growing closer, Lin Yuan determinedly decided: "This place is too close to Changle Village, I need to leave here, and then act slowly."

He resolved, turning back to see the grinning Li Xiong, his face turning pale with sudden terror.

Simultaneously, his speed doubled again, his figure like a galloping horse, shooting forward like a sharp sword.

"Hmm? So fast?" Behind him, Li Xiong felt Lin Yuan’s sudden speed surge and grew even more excited: "Good, good, running fast, strong. Such an excellent divine soul fuel is hard to find."

While speaking, a faint specter of a mourning soul appeared behind Li Xiong. At the same time, his speed suddenly burst forth, chasing Lin Yuan rapidly again.

The distance between them originally thirty zhang was visibly shrinking.

"Five zhang, I just need to get within five zhang to be able to slash him with one knife." Seeing the distance closing, Li Xiong’s eyes showed a smile.

The distance indeed became shorter as he anticipated.

Thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang.

The person in front seemingly sensed the threat growing closer behind him, gasping rapidly: "Senior, spare me. My father is the president of the Martial Academy, and my elder brother has a position in the sect. If you let me go this time, I will be eternally grateful."

"Hahaha, a rich kid?" Li Xiong laughed heartily, feeling a sudden rush of violent pleasure, "Hanging your head on the city wall so your dad sees your severed head, that expression would definitely be gratifying."

"Little brat, I’ll make sure you die swiftly!"

As he spoke, the distance between them closed again, almost down to seven zhang.

Clang.

He drew out a long knife, its icy blue sword light suddenly blazing.

Li Xiong gripped the knife handle with his right hand, dragging the knife along like a rapidly falling meteor, with blazing brilliance weaving through the forest.

Just as the distance was about to reach five zhang.

He faintly heard the startled figure ahead seemingly use a secret technique amidst the howling wind.

"Nine... Solar... Wind... Technique!"

The voice was intermittent, as if gasping for breath.

Just as the distance was about to reach five zhang, that person’s speed surged again, instantly darting out several dozen zhang.

"Heh." Li Xiong chuckled lightly, "A secret technique can’t last long; let’s see how long you can hold out."

Li Xiong maintained his speed, keeping tight on the person’s trail.

The two raced, getting farther and farther away, gradually leaving the chaotic Changle Village behind.

And the surrounding vegetation grew denser.

"About to exhaust, huh?" That person ahead seemed to finally reach the limit of the secret technique, slowing down once more, Li Xiong smiled slightly.

The distance closed again.

Li Xiong was like a patient hunter now, waiting for the wounded prey to finally be unable to escape his pursuit.

The distance closed slowly again.

But just as it narrowed to five zhang, faint panting came from ahead: "Nine. Nine. Solar... Wind... Technique!"

As the voice fell, Li Xiong’s eyes slightly darkened, watching as the figure ahead exploded in speed again, pulling away.

"Humph, how long can even the most robust energy last after two uses of a secret technique?" Li Xiong once again held his nature, continuing the chase.

Soon, the distance between the two shrunk again.

As it reached five zhang, the breath of the person ahead was flickering like a candle in the wind: "Nine. Nine. Nine. Solar... Wind... Technique!"

Like dry wood meeting spring, the speed miraculously surged again.

Li Xiong behind was thoroughly exasperated: "Nine, Nine, Nine your mother’s head!"

"You won’t get away with mocking your Master Li!"

The mourning soul behind Li Xiong solidified suddenly, his speed exploding. Dragging the icy blue long knife like a comet from heaven, the distance between them closed instantly.

Swish!

The long knife danced like a dragon swinging its long tail, the blade light fiercely stabbing toward Lin Yuan’s back.

Up ahead, Lin Yuan sensed the opponent’s patience hitting its limit, smiling faintly to himself.

The two of them had been pulling back and forth, even a thousand-li horse wouldn’t catch up. They had practically been doing this for almost two incense sticks’ time.

Which means, this place is about twenty to thirty kilometers away from Changle Village’s city wall.

"At such a distance, even if there’s noise, the other Spirit Origins in Changle Village absolutely wouldn’t be able to notice." Lin Yuan estimated the time, feeling confident.

Out in the wilderness, with no prying eyes around, he could finally unleash himself completely.

"Spirit Origin realm?" Feeling the blade light behind coming closer, Lin Yuan’s eyes flashed coldly, "What of the Spirit Origin realm? I’m Lin Yuan, and I’ll fight Spirit Origins!"

"Then let it be unleashed absolutely!"

"Light Leaving State, emerge!"

Boom!

From Lin Yuan’s body, a fiery red brilliance burst forth, causing the surrounding air to explode loudly.

Almost instantly, a figure about one zhang tall appeared, bathed entirely in golden light. His whole body was surrounded by fiery red flames, countless red lotuses leaped around him.

"Azure Lotus Pure Shu, Sky Splitting!"

Lin Yuan’s body suddenly spun, and his hands seemed to become blazing jade plates, a vivid golden lotus blossoming instantly in the middle.

The figure’s golden vertical pupils had become slits, filled with icy cold fury: "Spirit Origin, die for me!"