19: Chapter 19 One punch knocks him unconscious, the power of the spatial dimension slash

"You!"

Hearing this, Hao Qiang was so angry he couldn't speak. This Lin Yuan actually spoke so crudely in front of the principal and teachers...

"You what 'you'! I didn't even bother with you, yet you're jumping around so much. Want to know how I got first place? Then come and try."

Lin Yuan beckoned to Hao Qiang. Since you're not convinced, I'll beat you until you are.

Seeing this, Hao Qiang looked at Chief Instructor. Chief Instructor glanced at Lin Yuan and then slowly spoke:

"Everyone, step back. Clear the center area and let them compete."

"Yes!"

The students began to retreat, forming a circle, with Lin Yuan and Hao Qiang standing inside.

"Lin Yuan, mind your strength!" Chief Instructor reminded Lin Yuan.

Hearing this, Lin Yuan nodded slightly.

But Hao Qiang became even more upset. What did the instructor mean? Looking down on me? I'll definitely make him show his true colors.

Hao Qiang let out a furious roar, stomped hard on the ground, and his figure turned into an Afterimage as a powerful punch lunged toward Lin Yuan.

"So strong! Hao Qiang's strength is truly formidable. Lin Yuan is probably going to suffer a bit."

"This punch is too powerful. If it were me, I definitely couldn't block it."

"As expected of the number one genius of No. 6 High School, this strength could really compete for the city's top scholar title."

Watching Hao Qiang's attack, the surrounding students all showed looks of envy and admiration.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuan stood still, not even seeming to look at Hao Qiang.

Just as Hao Qiang's punch was about to hit Lin Yuan's chest,

Lin Yuan moved.

He threw a similar punch toward Hao Qiang's chest, moving with extreme speed, striking first despite starting later.

Thud!

Hao Qiang's pupils constricted rapidly. He had no time to react before Lin Yuan's punch landed solidly on his chest.

Hao Qiang felt a piercing pain from his chest, and his body involuntarily flew backward.

He couldn't suppress the surging blood in his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Smack!

In everyone's eyes, it was as if Hao Qiang had been hit by a high-speed train. With just a blur, he flew out and crashed heavily onto the floor over ten meters away, already unconscious.

Silence. A deathly silence filled the scene—

Everyone was stunned. Lin Yuan's punch completely overturned their understanding and worldview.

So a high school senior of the same age could be powerful to this extent.

Jiang Sheng's eyes widened, and his pride seemed to shatter at this moment. He didn't even dare to look Lin Yuan in the eye and silently lowered his arrogant head...

"This—how is this possible? Is he even human?"

"Holy crap, he's too overpowered—is he really only eighteen? Compared to him, I'm just trash!"

"This is so demoralizing... Someone as strong as Hao Qiang turned out to be just a joke in front of him..."

Chief Instructor scanned the shocked crowd. Hearing their discussions, he smiled slightly. It seemed these kids could finally set aside their pride and train properly.

"Quiet! Fall in!"

After two medics carried Hao Qiang away, Chief Instructor shouted, and all the students quickly lined up, including Jiang Sheng.

At this moment, there was no pride in his eyes, only fighting spirit.

"Since our school has set up this Training Camp, there will be absolute fairness. Everything is decided by strength. I don't want to see a similar situation happen again. Is that clear?" Chief Instructor said.

"Clear!"

"Very good. I see fighting spirit in your eyes. Not bad. I hope you'll take Student Lin Yuan as your goal and work hard! Now, everyone go to the infirmary for treatment. Today's training ends here. Dismissed!"

Chief Instructor announced the dismissal. Lin Yuan walked toward his lounge, while the others looked at his back, gritted their teeth, and went to the infirmary...

On the table in the lounge, Lin Yuan saw a set of Recovery Potions, ten bottles in total. Some were for healing injuries, and others were for restoring spiritual energy. They should be enough for him to handle the Martial Arts Examination.

It seemed the school had really invested heavily. He thought having two or three bottles would be good enough; after all, Alchemists were rare, and these things weren't cheap.

There was no training in the afternoon. Lin Yuan applied to Chief Instructor to go back and see his family, and Chief Instructor readily agreed.

Lin Yuan went to the First Hospital. Both his parents were there. After the last incident, Lin Tianming and Yu Hui didn't dare go out to work and earn money; they stayed by Lin Anran, fearing another mishap.

There were many nutritional supplements, fruits, and gifts in the ward. Lin Yuan asked and found out they were all sent by the Alliance Master of the Martial Arts Alliance, his Old Brother Qi.

Some were also sent personally by Manager Tian, and Lin Yuan took note of them all.

After spending time with his parents and sister, Lin Yuan prepared to return to the Training Camp in the evening.

Outside the hospital gates, a taxi was parked. Lin Yuan opened the door and got in.

Then the vehicle drove toward the Training Camp—

While passing through a deserted street, Lin Yuan frowned. This wasn't the necessary route. Was the driver taking a detour?

"Master, you're going the wrong way, aren't you?" Lin Yuan asked the driver from the back seat.

Hearing this, the driver seemed a bit panicked. He slammed on the brakes, stopping the car by the roadside, then opened the door and bolted.

"Huh? What's the meaning of this?"

Lin Yuan instinctively felt something was wrong. Could it be?

He had blood on his hands; just a few days ago, he had killed the Liu Family's eldest son, Liu Ning. Had the Liu Family already traced it back to him?

Impossible. He shouldn't have left any traces back then.

But he knew it was only a matter of time before they found him. After all, there were records of entering the Gloomy Valley, and they could find him by checking everyone one by one.

But this was too fast. How could an eighteen-year-old "kid" like him kill three people in the Body Tempering Realm?

Just then, a figure appeared in front of the taxi. It was a Middle-aged man holding a combat saber, staring at him coldly.

Lin Yuan pushed open the car door, stepped out, and looked at the other party calmly.

"Who are you? Are you here to kill me?" Lin Yuan asked.

"Kid, I am Yang Wei's father, Yang Yantao. You know why I've come for you, right? Because of you, my son's legs were crippled. I'm going to make you pay with your life!"

Yang Yantao had a fierce look on his face. It seemed he had been lying in wait at the hospital entrance for a long time and had bribed the taxi driver early on to bring him here...

"Heh—you think you can kill me?"

Lin Yuan slightly circulated the power within his body. He felt a tough battle was coming.

"Kid, I am a First-Order Martial Artist. Although only at the early stage, dealing with you is as simple as crushing an ant!"

Yang Yantao drew his combat saber and held it with both hands, ready to attack.

"Then you can try."

Lin Yuan slowly raised his fist. He wouldn't be careless.

"Die!"

Holding the combat saber, Yang Yantao's figure suddenly moved, charging toward Lin Yuan like a gust of wind. He actually possessed a Wind Attribute Ability.

Yang Yantao instantly reached Lin Yuan and slashed down. A cruel smile appeared on his face as if Lin Yuan had already been split in two.

But the next second, he was stunned. The figure in front of him suddenly vanished just as his saber fell—

"Not good! It's an Afterimage!" Yang Yantao was shocked. How could this kid be so fast?

"You're too slow."

Lin Yuan's cold voice came from behind. Yang Yantao's hair stood on end, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He hadn't even had time to react.

Bang!

Lin Yuan's solid punch slammed directly into his back. Yang Yantao stumbled forward a few steps, his blood surging. He never imagined that an eighteen-year-old boy would be stronger than him.

"How can he be so strong? How old is he?"

Blood leaked from the corner of Yang Yantao's mouth. He didn't dare stay. Using the force of the attack, he lunged forward, trying to put distance between himself and Lin Yuan.

He had already realized Lin Yuan's strength and decisively chose to flee.

But how could Lin Yuan let him have his way? He pressed two fingers together, and a brilliant silver light suddenly flickered at his fingertips.

"Do you think you can run? Try my A-rank martial art, Space Dimensional Slash! Go!"

Lin Yuan's fingertips slashed toward the space ahead. A silver blade of light swept across, and the night sky was illuminated by this brilliant silver light as if it were broad daylight.

The light blade appeared behind Yang Yantao instantly, as if ignoring distance and traveling directly through space.

Rip!

With a soft sound, space tore open. A smooth cut appeared at Yang Yantao's waist, and his upper body slid right off.

When his upper body hit the ground, he discovered with horror that his legs were still running forward. After a few steps, they collapsed.

Blood sprayed out, staining the ground red, and a thick smell of blood immediately filled the air.

The scene was extremely unsettling, even Lin Yuan frowned.

Yang Yantao's eyes were wide with shock. He died with his eyes open, unable to believe until the very end that he would be killed with a single finger by an eighteen-year-old youth...