15: Unstoppable

The air in the Training Grounds seemed to solidify into iron. Lin Yang stood alone in the center, the edges of his Dark-colored Tight-fitting Suit lifted by the wind, and the Kindling Knife at his waist gleamed coldly under the sun. Opposite him, Lin Dongliu and the other two spread out in a Triangular Formation, their Qi mechanisms locking onto him. The pressure from the three Explosive Qi Realm experts wove into a net, forcing the surrounding Family Disciples to retreat, making even their breathing cautious.

"What courage!" The Seventh Elder on the Viewing Platform stroked his beard in admiration, a flash of brilliance crossing his cloudy eyes. "Facing three opponents without a change in expression, this ruthlessness has the shadow of Xingnan from back then."

Lin Hongfeng, who was beside him, had a grim expression and snorted coldly: "Mere reckless bravery. He'll have something to cry about soon enough." Although he said this, the knuckles gripping the armrest were white—he knew better than anyone that the combined power of Lin Dongliu's trio would force even an Houtian Ninth Layer Martial Artist to temporarily avoid their edge.

"Attack!"

Before Lin Dongliu's voice faded, Lin Bing lunged out like a fierce tiger. He pushed the Tiger Shadow Fist to its extreme, and five golden-yellow Fist Shadows, accompanied by a sharp whistle that tore the air, smashed toward Lin Yang's Face, heart, lower abdomen, and knees. The force of the fist swept across the ground, actually carving five shallow grooves into the Bluestone Slabs.

Almost simultaneously, Lin Shaoxiong's figure leaped off the ground. His right leg was wrapped in dark yellow True Essence, tracing a strange arc in the air. The third move of the Cloud-Shattering Leg, "Mountain Break," carried the momentum of a collapsing mountain and struck directly at the back of Lin Yang's neck. The Steel Studs on the sole of his boot flashed with cold light under the sun.

Meanwhile, Lin Dongliu stepped half a pace forward, twirling his longsword into a green lotus flower at his fingertips. The first move of the Nebula Sword Art, "Stars Hang Over the Plain," suddenly unfolded. Countless fragmented sword shadows fell like stars, seemingly chaotic, yet sealing off all angles of evasion for Lin Yang. The sword wind, carrying a faint Protective Aura, actually ground the surrounding dust into powder.

The three cooperated seamlessly, their fist, leg, and sword attacks forming a trinity. Their offense was like raging waves crashing against the shore, a mixture of fierce power and subtle flexibility. They used their ultimate skills right from the start.

"He's finished now!" The Lin Family Members below the stage clenched their fists, some even closing their eyes in distress.

Lin Yang, however, stood at the center of the storm, his eyes terrifyingly calm. The chaos star core spun rapidly in his Sea of Consciousness. Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth surged into his body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, transforming into five types of True Essence rushing through his Meridians. He tapped the ground with his left toe, his body suddenly sinking three inches, narrowly avoiding Lin Bing's five Fist Shadows. At the same time, his right fist swept out, Metal Element True Essence condensing into a sharp, inch-long beam.

"Thunder Blast Kill!"

Scarlet Fire Element and icy blue Water Element True Essence collided violently at the fist's edge, creating a muffled explosion. An invisible shockwave spread out from the center of the fist. Lin Shaoxiong's Cloud-Shattering Leg was knocked askew the moment it reached mid-air. The sole of his boot grazed Lin Yang's shoulder, drawing a string of Blood Droplets.

Using the force of the rebound, Lin Yang spun up like a top. His left hand formed a claw, and Wood Element True Essence transformed into pliable vines that wrapped around Lin Dongliu's longsword. With a crisp "Clang," a flaw appeared in the sword screen of the Nebula Sword Art. His right Fist Shadow surged—six solidified golden-yellow Fist Shadows broke through the sword net, carrying True Essence of five attributes, and smashed fiercely toward Lin Shaoxiong, the weakest defender among the three.

"Six Shadows!" The Fourth Elder on the Viewing Platform suddenly stood up, his white beard trembling violently. "This old man barely managed to cultivate Seven Shadows after fifty years of immersion in the Tiger Shadow Fist, but this kid..."

"Bang!"

The Fist Shadow collided with Lin Shaoxiong's Protective True Essence. The dark yellow light barrier shattered like glass. He grunted, flew backward, and slammed into a Stone Pillar, his right leg unnaturally twisted, clearly broken.

Seeing this, Lin Bing roared and struck back, his five Fist Shadows faster and fiercer than before. Lin Yang did not meet him head-on, instead darting through the Fist Shadows like a phantom. Every dodge was perfectly timed, while his fingertips continuously gathered the energy of the Thunder Blast Kill. The instant Lin Bing's old strength waned, Lin Yang suddenly charged forward, using his left fist to parry the opponent's wrist, and his right fist, carrying the sharpness of Platinum True Essence, slammed heavily into Lin Bing's jaw.

"Crack!"

The sound of bone cracking was clearly audible. Lin Bing's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of teeth mixed with blood, and he passed out in mid-air.

In an instant, two of the three were defeated. Lin Dongliu's hand gripping the longsword trembled slightly, the flashing blue light reflecting his Face, which was a mixture of shock and rage: "Impossible... How can you be this strong?"

Lin Yang shook the blood off his fist. The five types of True Essence circulated within his body. The speed at which the chaos star core devoured Spiritual Qi grew faster and faster, giving him a sense of exhilaration from fighting better the longer the battle went on: "Now, it's your turn."

"Arrogant!" Lin Dongliu roared and swung his sword. This time, he used the Lin Family's ultimate technique, the Seven String Sword Art. Seven sword shadows of different sonic waves vibrated like harp strings, making them hard to distinguish between real and illusory, combining firmness and flexibility. Where the sword wind passed, the air hummed with resonance.

Three gashes instantly opened on Lin Yang's shoulder, and blood stained his Dark-colored Tight-fitting Suit, but this only ignited fiercer Battle Intent in his eyes. The chaos star core suddenly erupted. Origin energy surged into his limbs and bones like a breaking dam, and the five types of True Essence formed a Five-colored Vortex in his Dantian.

"Tiger Breaks Seven Stars!"

Seven Fist Shadows suddenly appeared, more solidified than the Six Shadows just before. A faint stream of Chaos Qi lingered around the fist edges, forcefully tearing apart the sonic waves of the Seven String Sword Art. Lin Dongliu felt a violent tremor in his wrist, his longsword nearly slipping from his grasp, and a vulnerability instantly appeared in his defense.

"Seven Shadows! He actually reached Seven Shadows!" The Viewing Platform erupted in an uproar, and even the most composed Second Elder gasped.

Lin Yang pressed his advantage relentlessly. Seven Fist Shadows descended like a torrential storm. The force of the fists carried five distinctly different powers—scorching heat, chilling cold, profound weight, pliable toughness, and razor sharpness—forcing Lin Dongliu to retreat repeatedly. His Brocade Robes were torn by the fist wind, and he gradually lost the upper hand.

"Pfft!"

The final Fist Shadow broke through the sword screen and solidly struck Lin Dongliu's chest. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, stumbled back more than ten steps, and barely managed to stabilize himself by crashing into a broken Mahogany Chair. His eyes, fixed on Lin Yang, were filled with resentment and fear.

Just then, an aged figure shot out from the Viewing Platform like an arrow released from a bow. Lin Hongfeng's hair and beard bristled. The Qi Energy of the Tenth Level of the Innate Realm Perfection formed a Light Blue Protective Shield around him, and with the momentum of overturning mountains and seas, he slammed a palm toward the back of Lin Yang's heart.

"Watch out!" Bai Wanqing, standing at the edge of the crowd, couldn't help but cry out softly. The crescent moon token at her waist flashed with silver light.

Lin Yang felt a massive, surging force strike him from behind. He had no time to turn, so he could only condense Earth Element True Essence into a shield. With a loud "Bang," he flew backward like a bird struck by a boulder, spitting blood, and crashed heavily into the center of the Training Grounds, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Grand Elder!" The Seventh Elder roared angrily, "How can you strike such a vicious blow against a junior?"

Lin Hongfeng ignored him completely, walking step by step toward Lin Yang, who was struggling to get up. His gaze was sinister, like poisoned ice: "This child must have cultivated an Evil Technique to make such progress in just two months. Keeping him alive will surely bring disaster! Today, this old man will clean up the Family on behalf of the Lins!" He stared intently at Lin Yang, greed flashing in his eyes—this kid must have encountered some kind of Fortuitous Opportunity. As long as he captured him and tortured him for information... Lin Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly laughed, his voice unusually loud despite the bloody cough: "Bullying the small with your seniority—and you're still the Lin Family's Grand Elder. Aren't you afraid my grandfather will emerge from his seclusion and skin you alive?"

"Lin Xingnan?" Lin Hongfeng's expression shifted slightly, then he snorted coldly, "He has been in seclusion for three years without news, he's probably already passed away! Even if he is alive, I will cripple you first today!" He determined that Lin Yang was the Breakthrough point; as long as he controlled this boy, the Lin Xingnan Lineage would never be able to rise again.

Saying this, he raised his palm again. Light blue Protective Aura condensed in his palm, carrying enough power to cut metal and shatter stone.

"How dare you!"

A cold, clear female voice suddenly rang out. Shen Shuanghua had appeared at the edge of the field sometime earlier, her Pale Moonlight Cloak fluttering in the wind. She merely looked calmly at Lin Hongfeng, yet she caused this Tenth Level of the Innate Realm Martial Artist to feel an inexplicable palpitation: "Grand Elder, if you wish to act, you must first ask the Misty Immortal Palace."

Lin Hongfeng's palm froze in mid-air, his Face alternating between green and pale. He could refuse to give Lin Xingnan Face, but he absolutely dared not offend a behemoth like the Misty Immortal Palace.

Lin Yang slowly stood up, supporting himself on the ground. The five types of True Essence circulated laboriously within him. His gaze toward Lin Hongfeng was cold as a knife: "I have recorded today's humiliation."

The wind in the Training Grounds whipped up his blood-stained robes. Sunlight shone on his stubborn Face. Although covered in injuries, he exuded an unstoppable Aura. Everyone understood that this former trash had truly risen, and the fate of the Lin Family was about to change.