151: A series of actions as fierce as a tiger

On the other side, Zhang Chulan hadn't yet informed the others of the situation.

Feng Baobao, on the other hand, had found a small iron pot from somewhere and clapped it directly on her head.

"This Tang Clan is so eerie, I have to protect myself well."

Lu Linglong laughed:

"Sister Bao'er, with your abilities, you're safe as long as the Tang Clan Head doesn't make a move. Don't be too nervous."

Wang Zhenqiu stood by the dormitory window, watching hundreds of Tang Clan Disciples below, all dressed in black training uniforms, heading towards their dormitory building.

"Hey! Are these people going for morning exercises?"

Zhang Lingyu immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Something's not right! Those people seem to be coming for us!"

At this moment, dozens of steel balls were suddenly thrown into the dormitory building, and a light green poisonous mist began to spread inside.

Ma Xianhong immediately shouted:

"It's poison!! Quickly jump out the window and escape!!"

He yelled and immediately took the lead, breaking through the window. Lu Lin, Lu Linglong, Feng Baobao, and the others followed closely behind.

As soon as they got downstairs, Zhang Chulan, not far away, waved at them.

"Brothers! It fell apart! Hurry and run!! These people are going for the kill!!"

"Zhang Chulan! You really left my Junior Brother there alone!"

Zhang Lingyu angrily retorted:

"Martial Uncle Lingyu! This Tang Clan is a cesspit! All of us have been tricked! Martial Uncle Lin Yuan and that old geezer started fighting. I couldn't help at all there, so Martial Uncle Lin Yuan told me to leave first!"

"What!? Lin Yuan and the Tang Clan Head are fighting!?"

The group ran while asking:

"Zhang Chulan, what exactly happened? Immortal Master Lin Yuan and the Tang Clan have no enmity, right? Why did they suddenly start fighting, and why is everyone in the entire Tang Clan chasing us!?"

Zhang Chulan sighed, his face ashen.

"I'd like to know too! I went in wanting to ask about my grandfather, but the Tang Clan Head didn't even give me a chance to ask. He just blabbed on about the Tang Clan's difficulties, wanting to reform, and even wanted Martial Uncle Lin Yuan to solo the Tang Clan. Isn't that ridiculous?"

After hearing the full story, Zhang Lingyu immediately turned to go back.

"Sister Bao'er! Grab him! Don't let him go!"

"Got it!"

Feng Baobao, with the small iron pot on her head, grabbed Zhang Lingyu with one hand and continued running.

"Zhang Chulan! What exactly do you want to do! Let me go!"

"My Junior Martial Uncle! What kind of strength does Martial Uncle Lin Yuan have? He's a Glorious King, and we're a bunch of Gold ranks; going up there is just feeding them.

Can we defeat what Martial Uncle Lin Yuan cannot?"

Lu Linglong nodded.

"Even though Bilian is a bit shady, his judgment of the situation is spot on."

Lu Linglong, carrying her backpack, constantly dodged the hidden weapons flying from behind.

"Immortal Master Lin Yuan and the Tang Clan don't have a mortal feud; nothing serious will happen."

"Let's first figure out how to escape these pursuers."

Zhang Chulan nodded.

"Exactly! The Tang Clan's plan is probably to capture us! Finally, forcing Martial Uncle Lin Yuan to use his strongest power, or to anger him."

"Ahead is the small forest! Everyone rush in and find an opportunity to shake off those people!"

Tang Tingting, with her pig-like face, watched as everyone rushed into the forest.

"Everyone! Enter in batches! Don't let a single one escape!"

"Yes!"

A group of Tang Clan Disciples immediately split into several small teams and rushed into the forest.

"Zhang Chulan! This time! I'd like to see where you can hide!"

Tang Tingting looked triumphantly at the retreating figures of Zhang Chulan and the others... "Lin Yuan!! Are you really trying to beat us old guys to death!?"

Zhang Wang looked at Lin Yuan, who held the qianyang sword, his tone carrying a hint of fear.

From the Qi emanating from Lin Yuan's body, Zhang Wang knew that this kid's strength was terrifying! And it was unfathomably terrifying!

"Didn't you guys tell me to solo the Tang Clan? Now that I've made my move, you're not happy anymore?"

Lin Yuan's lips curved into a mocking smile.

At this moment, Zhang Wang really wanted to step forward and shout.

"We told you to fight the Tang Clan Disciples, not us old bones."

If they were truly beaten half to death by Lin Yuan today, it's estimated that everyone in the Outsider World would laugh at them afterwards.

Would the good name they had built up over half a lifetime of struggle be ruined like this?

"Alright, if I don't teach you old geezers a lesson today, Daoist me won't be at peace!!"

Lin Yuan, holding the qianyang sword, quickly charged towards the few people.

"This building was quite expensive to build; let's fight outside!"

After Tang Miaoxing finished speaking, the three exchanged glances, crashed directly through the window, and jumped downstairs.

"Heh heh... your escaping speed isn't bad."

As an assassin organization, the Tang Clan indeed had some skill in terms of speed.

Lin Yuan followed closely, the long sword in his hand erupting with brilliant crimson lightning.

With just a casual flick, terrifying lightning flames swept up large chunks of broken stone and rushed towards the three.

The three immediately retreated further.

Boom!

The lightning flames exploded, and scorching lightning shot out in all directions.

The three retreated without pause, each bearing some degree of charring on their bodies.

"Fortunately, our speed isn't slow. If we had been hit head-on, we'd probably all be severely injured."

Tang Qiushan said, still a bit shaken:

Zhang Wang gasped for air.

"Lin Yuan is truly terrifyingly strong! A casual strike from him is enough to make us go all out."

Tang Miaoxing opened his mouth and laughed:

"Hahaha... The stronger Lin Yuan is, the louder this slap will be!"

"It's just a pity that our good names as old guys are gone, and we'll have to suffer a bit."

Zhang Wang said with a bitter smile, "Alas... everything is to preserve the last Legacy of the Tang Clan!"

"Enough talk! Lin Yuan is charging over again!"

No sooner had Zhang Wang's words fallen than Lin Yuan, wreathed in lightning, transformed into a streak of light and charged over.

Illusion Barrier!

The figures of the three immediately vanished from their original positions.

Lin Yuan looked at the vanished trio and sneered:

"Childish tricks! You cannot hide from my Divine Sense!"

Lin Yuan remained in place, a protective white light rising around him, and a continuous clanging sound rang out.

In terms of speed, angle, and power, these three were more than capable of easily defeating all the Tang Clan Disciples from yesterday.

"Thousand Strikes!"

Tang Qiushan, Tang Miaoxing, and Zhang Wang formed a triangle and began to attack Lin Yuan's white light.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A barrage of hidden weapons and high-speed hand chops was unleashed like a machine gun, continuous and frantic.

A flurry of actions, fierce as a tiger.

But the battle record shows zero kills for five deaths.

What good is it to scratch quickly if you can't break through the defense?

Lin Yuan didn't even bother to swing his sword, simply watching the trio's encirclement.

"Haven't you eaten? Or are you just getting old and can't exert yourselves?"

The three retreated sharply.

Zhang Wang looked at Lin Yuan with some difficulty.

"Why is this turtle shell so tough! It can't be broken!"

Tang Miaoxing revealed a playful smile.

"No need to rush, Lin Yuan will make his move eventually. Just wait a little longer."

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