Chapter 7: Showing Great Skill

Lin Yang's mouth twitched.

This is possible?

Just now, Xiao Potian interrupted the disciple-recruiting process, and the system reward hadn't arrived.

Now, this little girl knows he's going to be punished, and she bravely steps forward to take responsibility for him.

The system's reward, however, has arrived.

Just as he was surprised,

Boom!

He only felt a strong, overbearing power surge through his entire body.

In an instant, he felt his body filled with power; then he clenched his fist, and immediately felt the strength to hold the sun, moon, and stars in his grip.

"This is stepping into the Lesser Saint, is this the cultivation of the Lesser Saint realm?"

He looked at the system panel.

【Host: Lin Yang】

【Cultivation: Lesser Saint Realm】

【Disciple: Li Yilan】

【Physique: Perfect Saint Body (unfused with any Saint Body)】

【Obtained Special Skill: Old Six Halo】

【Obtained Treasure: Slay Immortal】

Lin Yang's smile was hard to suppress.

Never did he expect that the system's reward would be this reliable; in an instant it truly gave him strength comparable to the Six Great Peak Masters.

Moreover, this Old Six Halo is also a thief's talent; no one can see his strength level. Isn't this a perfect skill for pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, slapping faces while showing off?

And there's that Immortal Slay Immortal Sword, Perfect Saint Body Dao Foundation, and so on…

Hahaha.

All these things are heaven-defying.

Awesome!

No wonder I always felt soft-spoken and bullied before; it's all because my strength wasn't enough.

Now that I have these things,

Can I raise my voice a bit?

Thinking this, Lin Yang raised his head to look at Han Ya.

【Ding!】

The system's notification sounded again.

【Detected that the eldest disciple Li Yilan is an all-round cultivator, rewarding Sword Dao Saint Body!】

【Distributing teaching materials…】

【Myriad Dao Sword Heart True Explanation, distribution successful.】

【Item placed in the backpack.】

Lin Yang instantly felt refreshed and delighted.

Once obtaining the system, he soared to great heights; not only did he gain a disciple with golden traits, but he also obtained teaching materials for his followers.

To be honest, with these teaching materials, who still needs the Vermilion Bird for guidance?

Awesome.

Lin Yang couldn't suppress his smile; with these things, what worry does he have about not becoming the Seventh Peak Master, or failing to guard the Azure Cloud Sect for Luo Wuqing?

And there's Han Ya.

He wants to use public authority to settle personal grudges and take me down; let him try.

Li Yilan beside him was just about to approach Han Ya with her case.

Lin Yang, however, pressed down on her shoulder.

"I'll handle this!"

"But, Master..."

Lin Yang interrupted her and turned to look at Han Ya.

"You just said you'd take me down and hand me over to the Elder Council for judgment?"

"Exactly!"

Han Ya said coldly, "Lin Yang, your crimes are heinous."

"Of course, if you're willing to return Peak Master Li's hundred thousand spirit crystals, Spirit Void Pills, and Supreme Dragon Armor, and sign to cancel the establishment of the Seventh Peak, I can let you off easy."

Upon hearing that, Lin Yang merely gave a cold laugh.

These people, after all, don't know how terrifying the Xiao Family is; even when disaster looms, they still scheme for their own petty gains.

They really deserve to die.

Seeing Lin Yang so arrogant, Han Ya sank his face and asked, "You little trash, what are you laughing at?"

Lin Yang shook his head: "Stop barking; just do whatever you want, go ahead and attack."

As soon as he said that, Han Ya's face turned black instantly.

"Reckless, you're courting death."

Han Ya's face was icy cold, his eyes filled with visible killing intent.

This person has repeatedly insulted him, and he can't take it anymore.

Only in an instant.

His aura as a Lesser Saint Realm cultivator had already reached its peak; he raised a large hand high and slapped it down toward Lin Yang's crown.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience was stunned.

No one expected that Lin Yang, without the Sect Master's protection, would dare to speak to Peak Master Han in such a tone.

Moreover, no one expected Peak Master Han to have such an explosive temper, attacking Lin Yang with lethal intent over a mere disagreement, completely disregarding his status and morality.

Furthermore, Peak Master Han's technique was flawless, leaving no opening.

Quite obvious.

He had actually been waiting for an opportunity to kill Lin Yang.

And that opportunity was naturally now.

It seems Lin Yang won't be able to escape today, even if he grew wings.

Before the words could be spoken, it was already too fast.

Han Ya's palm was about to strike Lin Yang's crown any moment.

Li Yilan hurriedly begged the woman inside the ring for help: "Senior, senior, please save my master, senior."

"It's too late; a full-force strike from a Lesser Saint Realm expert, coming with the determination to kill your master, cannot be stopped by me in my current state."

The woman inside the ring sighed: "Your master probably cannot escape this calamity."

Hearing this, Li Yilan's tears, as big as beans, rolled down.

For her sake, her master had given so much.

She could not bear to watch her master die helplessly.

Thinking this, Li Yilan actually rushed forward without hesitation, intending to block Han Ya's attack with her tiny body.

Seeing this, the woman inside the ring instantly felt her vision darken; if Li Yilan died, she too could not survive, and she screamed: "Come back."

But Li Yilan didn't hear her at all.

Seeing Li Yilan rush toward Han Ya, trying to block with her life, the onlookers merely gave a cold smile.

After all, doing so would only add another corpse to the scene.

No one would care.

But the next second.

Yet what happened before their eyes made everyone's mouths drop open in shock.

At the critical moment, Lin Yang flashed with his movement technique and appeared before Zhao Yilan.

At the same time, he fiercely pulled out a violent punch and slammed it toward Han Ya's palm.

Facing Lin Yang's thrown punch, Han Ya paid it no heed.

In his view, Lin Yang was nothing but a Nascent Soul Realm waste.

At that level, he could kill a hundred of them.

Naturally, there was nothing to fear.

But the next second!

Boom!

When that punch struck his palm, he regretted it.

Palm and fist collided.

The tremendous sound assaulted everyone's eardrums, the powerful air wave slapped their cheeks, and some lower-level disciples were directly flung away.

Han Ya's direct sensation was like a sky‑ramming cannon blasting into him.

It shattered his strength.

And though he was the one who struck first, it was he who was flung backward.

Boom!

Han Ya heavily slammed into a stone pillar.

The stone pillar shattered instantly.

Then look at Lin Yang on the platform.

His robes fluttered, like a Divine Needle of Calming the Sea standing firm amid huge waves, utterly unmoving.

Such a sight!

The entire audience froze.

From the disciples below the stage to the six peak masters above, their throats felt as if something were stuck, making speech difficult.

"A… a Nascent Soul Realm waste actually took down Peak Master Han of the Lesser Saint Realm."

"Lin Yang, isn't he just a waste?"

Not only did the disciples find it unbelievable, but the remaining five peak masters were also astonished.

They all turned their gazes toward Lin Yang.

"How did he suddenly become so strong?"

Li Mu also looked puzzled; he and Lin Yang had entered Qingyun Sect together, and he clearly knew that Lin Yang's Nascent Soul Realm had been reached by relying on the medicine given by Luo Wuqing.

Yet now he could send Han Ya flying with a single punch.

"When did he become this strong?"

But no one gave him an answer.

"Mas… master." Li Yilan's lips trembled, her face full of disbelief: "Are you really my master?"

Everyone said her master only had Nascent Soul Realm strength and was a good-for-nothing.

Even the senior inside the ring said the same.

But now, where is her master's uselessness?

It's obviously very strong, okay.

Of course!

The most unbelievable thing must be Han Ya, right?

As the one who had close contact with that punch.

He deeply felt it.

That punch absolutely could not be thrown by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

At least, he couldn't produce that kind of power with his Minor Saint realm.

Could it be…

Lin Yang has been hiding his strength?

But he obviously has Nascent Soul realm strength.

And what he doesn't know is that Lin Yang's cultivation has long been supplemented with the Old Six halo.

Thus, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't figure it out.

What's worse is.

The excruciating pain of his five viscera and six bowels.

It made him involuntarily spit out a mouthful of old blood.

And after feeling the exhilaration of the internal Minor Saint realm power, Lin Yang looked at Han Ya with a fierce gaze.

Han Ya was startled, and hurriedly said to Lin Yang, 'Alright, alright, I've decided not to take you to the Elder Council for judgment; let's first complete the disciple-acceptance ceremony.'

Now he's really scared.

However, Lin Yang had no intention of letting it go like that.

Rock-paper-scissors, Han Ya actually dared to throw scissors first; if he doesn't bend Han Ya's scissors, he's not Lin Yang.

The next moment!

Lin Yang's posture shifted, and he fiercely charged toward Han Ya.

"Give me your life!!"