6: Junior Master was killed instantly by a single sword strike!?

The Old Celestial Master looked at the man and the snake in the arena and immediately urged, "Alright, Lingyu, stop thinking about defensive counterattacks and looking for Lin Yuan's flaws. Don't hold back, go all out!"

Zhang Lingyu nodded upon hearing the Old Celestial Master's words.

With a thought, a giant golden palm immediately slammed towards Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan merely flicked his tail casually where he stood.

The sound of a sword's cry echoed in all directions, and a chill shot straight into the sky.

In an instant, the crystal-like longsword transformed into a white stream of light, smoothly piercing through the giant palm without the slightest pause.

Then the longsword immediately rushed towards Zhang Lingyu.

Its speed was so fast that everyone was caught off guard.

Zhang Lingyu inwardly cried out in alarm and activated the Golden Light Spell to protect himself.

But his Golden Light Spell was as thin as paper and was instantly torn apart.

By this point, it was too late for him to dodge; the longsword was already close to his face.

And just at this critical moment, the longsword stopped abruptly, hovering in the air.

Zhang Lingyu was drenched in cold sweat; he had never felt so close to death before.

Everyone present gasped.

Rong Shan stared at Lin Yuan in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly.

"Th-th-this… how is this possible?! The speed is actually this fast?!"

The Old Celestial Master stroked his beard and said with a solemn expression, "It's not just the speed; his control ability is also far beyond ordinary people."

The surrounding disciples were also in an uproar.

"Th-the Junior Martial Uncle actually lost?!"

"And, he was instantly defeated!"

All the disciples discussed animatedly, their mouths agape in shock at the sight before them.

In their understanding, the Golden Light Spell was a top-tier defensive ability.

Especially for those disciples who had cultivated it for a long time, it could completely resist attacks from blades, spears, staffs, and clubs.

Yet, the longsword Lin Yuan condensed was like chopsticks poking through tofu, easily piercing through Zhang Lingyu's Golden Light Spell.

This power was simply far beyond ordinary, even the Old Celestial Master was somewhat amazed.

Could it be that some Grandmaster reincarnated incorrectly?

Such abnormal power was simply not achievable by ordinary methods.

If this kid were a human, with such talent, as long as he cultivated diligently on Mount Longhu for five years, he could walk sideways throughout the entire Outsider World.

Lin Yuan was also very satisfied to see his current strength was so terrifying.

Is this what it feels like to have a cheat?

He truly lives up to his heaven-defying comprehension.

However, the attack he just unleashed consumed most of his Qi.

It seems he still needs to cultivate more and break through the first layer as soon as possible.

Zhang Lingyu stared at the slowly dissipating longsword and lowered his head.

"I… I lost…"

He was very unwilling to lose to a snake, but the gap in strength between them was simply too great.

The disciples on the plaza were all still reliving that attack.

"I didn't expect a snake to be so strong in combat."

"Yeah, even the Junior Martial Uncle was no match; it's incredible."

The Old Celestial Master looked at the constantly discussing crowd, realizing that this time he had seen that there were snakes beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains.

If you can't even defeat a snake, how dare you call yourself a genius?

"All the disciples present, if any of you think you can defeat Lin Yuan, feel free to step forward!"

The Old Celestial Master looked at the crowd in the arena.

"Rong Shan, why don't you give it a try?"

Hearing the Old Celestial Master's words, he immediately shook his head.

"Master, please don't joke. He just finished fighting and consumed a lot of energy. How about another day?"

Rong Shan casually made an excuse, wanting to brush it off.

He knew that he might be slightly stronger than Zhang Lingyu in the manifestation of the Golden Light Spell, but to expect him to achieve an instant kill was simply a fool's dream.

If he could use other methods, he was confident he could suppress Lin Yuan in a short time, but if he only used the Golden Light Spell, winning would depend entirely on luck.

Before starting a fight, you have to consider your reputation. The bigger the reputation, the more humiliating it is to lose.

If he really lost, for Rong Shan, it would be such a profound disgrace that a six-foot suspender couldn't even hold it up; it would definitely be a seven-foot humiliation.

As a disciple of the Old Celestial Master, one Zhang Lingyu had already been lost. If he were to lose again, where would his face go?

Zhang Zhiwei naturally heard that Rong Shan was declining.

Whether to challenge or not was irrelevant to him; he just needed the desired effect to be achieved.

It was good for these kids to recognize themselves.

"Look at you all, usually so proud, yet unknowingly you are the frogs at the bottom of the well."

"Master's teaching is correct."

Zhang Lingyu immediately stated that he would reflect on himself.

The other disciples also expressed their agreement.

"Disciple acknowledges his mistake! Henceforth, I will diligently cultivate!"

The Old Celestial Master nodded in satisfaction.

"Remember! Your greatest enemy in life is yourselves. Surpass yourselves, and you will be the victors!"

Seeing that all the disciples were sincerely repentant, the Old Celestial Master nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, since you can see your shortcomings, then cultivate well! From now on, I will not only be present for your morning lessons, but Lin Yuan will also be watching over you."

"Yes, Master!"

All the disciples bowed in unison and responded.

Among the crowd, a disciple curiously asked,

"Master, if we have questions we want to ask Lin Yuan, how will he answer our questions?"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled lightly, looking at Lin Yuan.

"You all underestimate him. Lin Yuan can write to answer your questions."

"Alright, morning lessons are over. Go eat. Lin Yuan, come with me; I'll take you to the Pavilion of Books."

... Lin Yuan had originally planned to go after breakfast, but seeing that the Old Celestial Master had already walked far away, he chased after him without a second thought.

Soon, the Old Celestial Master led Lin Yuan to a three-story tall, independent building.

The building was somewhat tower-shaped overall and looked very ancient.

Along the way, there were many patrolling disciples, guarding the Pavilion of Books very strictly.

The Old Celestial Master led Lin Yuan through layers of protection and into the Pavilion of Books.

"Lin Yuan, this Pavilion of Books is divided into three floors. The first floor stores the basic cultivation methods of Mount Longhu, and the second floor stores advanced cultivation methods."

"And the third floor is entirely rare cultivation methods. Without my command, no one can enter it. The cultivation methods stored there are very dangerous; if you cultivate them on your own, it's easy to suffer a Qi deviation! It can endanger your life!"

"You shouldn't go to the third floor in the early stages. The cultivation methods there are obscure and difficult to understand, and some parts require someone to explain them to you before you can comprehend them."

Lin Yuan immediately nodded, taking the Old Celestial Master's words to heart.

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a few scattered gray hairs walked up.

"Old Celestial Master, why are you here?"

"Lin Yuan, let me introduce you. This is Mo Qing, who is responsible for guarding the Pavilion of Books. In the future, if you want to come to the Pavilion of Books, just look for him."

Mo Qing pointed at Lin Yuan with some shock.

"Old Celestial Master, you're letting a snake into the Pavilion of Books? Did I hear that right?"

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