Chapter 545: One fist stills wind and rain; the four seas have no gods

Lin Yang heard the words and looked toward the sound.

At the stone table in the manor sat a middle-aged person.

The middle-aged person wore white robes and was tall and stout.

At that moment he was slowly sipping tea.

When Lin Yang looked at him, he slowly turned his head to look.

He sized up Lin Yang from head to toe, nodded, and said.

"The divine platform is clear; your realm is indeed not low."

"No wonder Old Master Hua wants to recommend you."

"But I still don't believe you're as strong as he said."

Hearing this, Lin Yang knew this person meant no good.

He chuckled, walked over to Xiahou Wenyuan and sat down beside him.

"Do you believe it or not, what difference does it make?"

Xiahou Wenyuan said.

"If I believed you, you could walk through the door that represents the pinnacle of power."

"If I don't believe you, you'll likely die under my fist."

Hearing this, Lin Yang laughed and said.

"Then will you die under my sword?"

Xiahou Wenyuan heard this and stood up.

He looked down at Lin Yang, narrowed his eyes, and said.

"Do you know who you're speaking to right now?"

"I don't know."

"But I know your manor is my territory; you should keep a low profile."

Xiahou Wenyuan burst out laughing.

"Your territory? Young man, you're speaking too arrogantly."

"I am one of the eighteen at the pinnacle of Huaxia's power; logically, this place is also my territory!"

"You actually dare to say such things."

Having said that, he took a step forward.

"Do you believe it or not, at this close distance I can kill you before you even draw your sword!"

As his words fell, Lin Yang appeared behind him.

At that moment Lin Yang held the Dragon Slayer Sword, its blade placed at his throat.

"Is that so? I don't believe it."

Xiahou Wenyuan's pupils contracted, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.

"I admit, your speed is very fast."

"But do you dare to kill me?"

As he finished speaking, the blade instantly pierced a few inches into Xiahou Wenyuan's throat.

Blood instantly seeped out.

Xiahou Wenyuan was also startled in his heart.

He never expected Lin Yang to act so domineering!

Han Li and another not far away saw this and immediately shouted.

"Dragon Lord, please stop!"

"He is General Xiahou, commander of a million troops, one of Huaxia's peak combat forces!"

With Han Li and the other's words, Lin Yang then sheathed the Dragon Slayer Sword.

After Lin Yang put away the Dragon Slayer Sword, Xiahou Wenyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I admit I underestimated you."

"You truly have the strength of a Nascent Soul!"

He looked at Lin Yang, feeling both excitement and envy.

"Young as you are, you've reached Nascent Soul; did you come back from that place?"

At that moment, Hua Wenwu's voice sounded.

"General Xiahou, since you've already tested Lin Yang's strength..."

"... you should now believe I wasn't lying."

"Regarding Lin Yang entering the Central Hub..."

Seeing Hua Wenwu leave, Xiahou Wenyuan frowned and said.

"I only admit he has Nascent Soul cultivation!"

"You didn't say he's invincible at his level and could single-handedly destroy two aircraft carriers, did you?"

"I don't believe he has that strength unless he fights me!"

Hearing Xiahou Wenyuan's words, Hua Wenwu said.

"If you fight, you'll surely be the one injured!"

"Moreover, your fight would cause too big a commotion; it wouldn't be safe whether in the city or in the mountains."

Xiahou Wenyuan heard this and laughed loudly.

"Then let's fight at sea!"

He looked at Lin Yang and said, "You dare to go to sea and fight with me?"

Seeing Xiahou Wenyuan's excited expression, Lin Yang nodded and said.

Sure!

Alright, I'll wait for you on the sea surface.

Speaking, he leapt into the air.

Seeing Xiahou Wenyuan fly off, Hua Wenwu said to Lin Yang.

Lin Yang, the reason General Xiahou is so confident is because he is not a cultivator!

He is a martial artist of the True Divine Realm!

Countless cultivators have died at his hands; you'd better be careful.

Lin Yang heard this and laughed loudly.

I was wondering why he was so confident just now; it turns out he's the so-called True Divine Realm.

But so what?

Let me go meet him!

After saying that, he also stepped into the air and walked.

Near the sea off Xianggang, some passing cruise ships saw a white-clad man standing on the sea surface.

They instantly became excited, took out their cameras, and wanted to take photos.

But the moment they took out their cameras to take photos, the cameras instantly exploded.

Then, the coast guard drove them away.

After the area was cleared, Lin Yang slowly descended in front of Xiahou Wenyuan.

Seeing Lin Yang appear, Xiahou Wenyuan laughed and said.

Did he tell you all about my fighting style?

Do you now feel confident you can defeat me?

Lin Yang shook his head and said to Xiahou Wenyuan.

I don't need your information to defeat you.

He only told me that you are a martial artist of the True Divine Realm.

Xiahou Wenyuan laughed loudly.

So, are you afraid now?

Once I fight with all my strength, you won't have time to cast any of your spells!

You are at the Nascent Soul stage, and I possess the combat power of a Nascent Soul.

Do you still dare to claim you are the number one Nascent Soul cultivator?

Lin Yang shook his head and said, "I think standing above you is no problem."

You're not a martial artist; are you confident your physical body is invincible?

Then today I will meet you with my physical body, and I will let you know what invincibility is!

Xiahou Wenyuan narrowed his eyes, looked at Lin Yang, and let out a great shout.

He charged at Lin Yang like an anti-aircraft gun.

Only to see a deep pit suddenly appear on the sea surface.

Seeing him charge toward himself, Lin Yang clenched his fists, let out a great shout, and slammed a punch downwards.

Xiahou Wenyuan's mouth curled up; for a cultivator to clash flesh with a martial artist is practically like striking stone with an egg!

Then, their fists collided.

Boom—

A huge sound rang out.

On the sea surface, with them as the center, waves continuously spread outward.

Then, Xiahou Wenyuan felt a tremendous force, and pain came from his arm.

His whole body flew backward and fell into the sea.

Soon after, he broke through the water and flew out.

He looked at Lin Yang with a face full of shock, his eyes filled with shock.

A cultivator, head-on, blocked my punch with his own, yet I was actually repelled!

Impossible, this absolutely cannot happen!

I am a martial artist; how could I lose?

He mobilized all his strength, and his eyes turned blood-red.

His eyes stared straight at Lin Yang.

Lin Yang looked down at him and took a deep breath.

Who said cultivators' bodies are necessarily weaker than yours!

I have survived the heavenly tribulation!

He said to Xiahou Wenyuan.

Watch closely, this is my punch!

Only to see Lin Yang throw a punch straight ahead!

One punch stilled wind and rain; the four seas had no gods.

In an instant, the cloud layer seemed to crack, a fissure piercing the sky.

The sea surface also showed a long trench, with seawater surging toward both sides.

The power of a single punch is terrifying!