Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 343 - 111 Lure Away

Chapter 343: Chapter 111 Lure Away

Pang Shiyin’s gaze fell upon the azure lotus, and an inexplicable unease surfaced in his heart.

"What kind of technique is this?"

Pang Shiyin’s pupils suddenly contracted.

The violent aura emanating from the azure lotus made him feel a deep chill, a sense of irresistibility looming.

In contrast, Lin Yuan’s eyes were completely indifferent.

If Lingyuan doesn’t take action, what awaits Pang Shiyin is inevitably death.

Lin Yuan’s right palm struck out forcefully.

Boom.

The azure lotus suddenly erupted with terrifying power.

Pang Shiyin’s proud technique, the Luo Smoke Movement Technique, was like snow meeting the glaring sun before the power of the azure lotus, instantly vanishing.

As the five-colored light curtain disappeared, Pang Shiyin’s true form appeared abruptly.

His face was now filled with dread, his internal energy disrupted by the powerful attack of the azure lotus, turning into countless chaotic streams wreaking havoc inside him.

But more lethal was the shockwave from the explosion of the azure lotus.

Boom, boom, boom!

A blinding white light burst forth, with overwhelming power, like a speeding rhino slamming into a fawn.

In an instant, Pang Shiyin’s chest caved in.

His entire body flew back like a stone shot from a slingshot.

Everyone only felt a flash in front of their eyes, painfully pierced by the blinding light.

Rumble.

Three giant trees, each requiring two people to hold, were broken and fell backward, stirring up a cloud of dust.

At this moment, everyone was deeply shocked.

Staring dumbfounded at the scene in front of them.

Whether they were from the Demon Sect or disciples of the Xuri Martial Academy, everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

When the dust settled, they only saw a figure in black robes slowly emerge from the mist.

Lin Yuan clutched Pang Shiyin’s neck as if holding a bewildered goose. Pang Shiyin’s chest and limbs showed bizarre deformations, and he coughed up blood, barely breathing.

"How, how is he this strong? Breaking Pang Shiyin’s defense from the front and crushing him directly."

"Pang Shiyin was a future seed of the Crying Soul Sect, already set to enter the sect, but why couldn’t he last a single move against him?"

"So, so powerful. Pang Shiyin just died like that. What is his true strength? This speed, this power, combined, they’re probably not far off from Li Chuison and others."

The Demon Sect members stood with their mouths agape, unable to close them for a long time.

Meanwhile, above, the steward who had been overlooking everything was equally astonished by Lin Yuan’s strength.

"Pang Shiyin was defeated just like that?"

He still hadn’t come to his senses.

Earlier, he had sensed something amiss, but confident in his speed, he believed he could save Pang Shiyin even in the most dangerous situation.

He clearly overestimated his speed and underestimated Lin Yuan’s strength.

Thinking of this, the Demon Sect steward pressed down his inner shock and softly spoke while looking at Lin Yuan below: "Spare Pang Shiyin, and I can let them leave."

As he spoke, he pointed to Xu Ling and the others below.

Lin Yuan remained calm, looking at the Demon Sect steward above, pondering silently as if considering his options.

He paused, quietly gauging the positions of the people.

"Spare them?"

Lin Yuan extended his right hand, lifting Pang Shiyin’s body to the front.

At this moment, Pang Shiyin seemed like a giant rag doll in Lin Yuan’s hands. His body was taller than Lin Yuan’s, and now his legs, like dead meat, dragged on the ground.

Lin Yuan offered a faint smile: "Who spared me?"

Above, the Lingyuan steward was taken aback, Lin Yuan’s response beyond his expectations.

Crack.

A crisp sound of bone snapping suddenly echoed, and Pang Shiyin’s neck bent at a strange angle.

"I, Lin Yuan, have no need to beg you!"

Lin Yuan’s right palm suddenly hurled Pang Shiyin’s body, aiming it at the disciple second only to Pang Shiyin in strength. At the same time, he charged forward with explosive speed.

Boom, boom, boom.

Almost in the instant Pang Shiyin’s corpse slammed into that disciple, the bodies of three Demon Sect disciples instantly turned into a bloody mist, only bone fragments remaining, embedded like shrapnel in the trunks of the trees behind.

Above, the Lingyuan steward watched Lin Yuan, in almost a blink, kill three more people.

The air of controlling everything completely vanished, and he, enraged, shouted, "How dare you, brat!"

Below, Lin Yuan, not caring, once again struck out fiercely with four punches.

Before four Demon Sect disciples could react, he turned them all into four clouds of blood mist.

"Ah ah ah."

At this moment, the Lingyuan steward’s face turned furious, his fist slammed towards Lin Yuan.

Boom!

Lin Yuan fiercely countered the incoming punch with his own.

At the point of collision between the two, a white shockwave erupted. Like a ten-grade gale, it fiercely swept around. The towering trees around swayed wildly, unable to stop shaking.

Lin Yuan seemed to falter in strength, his body suddenly flung away.

At this moment, Xu Ling reacted, suddenly alarmed, "Lin Junior Brother!"

Lin Yuan seemed to have his arrogant spirit suppressed by that punch, his eyes flashed with fear looking at the Lingyuan steward.

By this time, the Lingyuan steward had been incensed by Lin Yuan’s actions, his figure flickered, and he charged at Lin Yuan again.

But Lin Yuan gritted his teeth, immediately retreating outside.

That Lingyuan steward, unwilling to let him go, directly chased after Lin Yuan.

At this moment, the remaining two groups of people suddenly came to their senses.

"Lin Junior Brother, if I ever reach Lingyuan level, I’ll make sure this person can’t live or die." Xu Ling stared at the receding figures of the two, filled with grief and indignation, feeling an unnamed anger rushing to his head.

"Die, die, die, all of you die. Ah ah!" Xu Ling shouted furiously, his body suddenly swelling, charging at the surrounding Demon Sect disciples.

Before leaving, Lin Yuan had already slain seven strong disciples. Now, Xu Ling erupted, killing wildly among many Demon Sect disciples, like a tiger into a flock of sheep.

After the death of three disciples in succession, the Demon Sect disciples fell into disorderly retreat.

"Trying to run, all die for me. Accompany my junior brother in death."

Xu Lin’s eyes turned blood red, wildly unleashing countless punches of wind.

But ultimately, he only managed to kill a few nearby Demon Sect disciples. The others had already scattered in fleeing in all directions.

"Ah! All of you die." Xu Ling suddenly erupted, wanting to pursue these people.

But at that moment, a similarly grievous voice stopped him: "Senior brother, be sober."

The disciple urgently said: "Senior Brother Lin is buying us crucial time to escape. Don’t forget that the Lingyuan expert is still nearby. Once he returns, Senior Brother Lin’s life will be for nothing!"

Xu Ling’s madness immediately turned to clarity.

His raised right fist angrily struck a giant tree beside him.

A tree, thick enough for one to embrace, broke in response.

Xu Ling, ignoring everything, blankly stared in the direction Lin Yuan disappeared.

"Junior Brother Lin, I, Xu Ling, swear that one day I’ll take the head of this person as comfort to your soul in heaven."

With hot tears dripping, Xu Lin immediately turned around: "Let’s go!"