novelAfter Beating The Young One, The Old One Comes Out
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Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
These seemingly ordinary palms directly smacked over. They actually contained a million variations, becoming a palm, a finger strike, a hammer blow... all sorts of weaponry stances could be mixed within, and they were exceedingly profound.
Feng Lin felt that no matter how he changed his moves, they would all be caught by this new opponent's palms. There was no way for him to evade as well.
Bang!
The palms seemed slow but were actually extremely swift. They collided together with Feng Lin's fist and dragged it backward slightly. All the violent fist force dissipated into nothingness, vanishing without a trace, just like how the spring wind transformed into rain.
That snake-figured man got a chance to catch his breath. He instantly took this opportunity and wriggled free once more before fleeing far away, not daring to get near Feng Lin any longer.
Earlier, during Feng Lin's final attack that was akin to the ocean tides, he could feel the pressure of death boring down on him. His heart was still pounding rapidly.
Feng Lin didn't choose to pursue the snake-figured man. His eyes were fixed on this new opponent that suddenly appeared before him. This man was clad in ancient and voluminous long robes, which covered him from head to toe. It was an example of how Martians would dress. His frame was skinny, yet it emitted an aura as immovable as a mountain.
From this opponent, Feng Lin could faintly sense danger.
"Young man, when it's possible to let people off, one should take that chance. Why must you go all-out and launch the killing blow?" The long-robed man spoke in an old and decrepit sounding voice like he was an elder lecturing a junior.
Feng Lin frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
After beating the young one, the old one came out?
He coldly laughed."Earlier when that snake-figured fellow launched killing moves toward me, why didn't you appear then? Now, you suddenly want to be the righteous guy?"
"He only accidentally got close to you and was frightened by you. Under panic, he naturally attacked more ruthlessly, it's reasonable. In any case, you are already an interstellar cultivator. Young man, why must you lower yourself to the level of a cultivation apprentice like him?" The long-robed man laughed, not bothered by the earlier events at all. It was clear that he was treating what happened earlier as something insignificant.
"Do you believe in your own words?" Feng Lin sarcastically mocked and shook his head. He already couldn't be bothered to hear such warped logic. Hearing these pompous words made him wanted to vomit.
Since you guys are together, why is there a need to talk so much crap?
The reply Feng Lin gave his opponent was this...
Since you want to fight, let's fight!
Vajra Dragon Claw!
His fingers formed the shape of a dragon claw and slashed down through the air, emitting the high-pitched roars of a dragon.
Feng Lin's figure shimmered. He was moving so fast that he cast no shadow on the ground as he grabbed toward his opponent's vital point—the throat.
If he hit his target with this move, even if his opponent was a man made of iron, his opponent's windpipe would still be crushed!
The man in the long robe had a face filled with astonishment. He didn't expect that he only said a few words, and Feng Lin would react so decisively and ruthlessly, wanting to kill him.
Feng Lin coldly laughed. Originally, they were both already enemies. Why is there a need to talk crap? Since you like to talk so much, let me kill you while you speak then!
The long-robed man's reactions were also extremely fast. Upon facing this sudden claw attack, he changed his moves. His palm became a finger as he struck out with it, aiming for the center of Feng Lin's claw.
With a bang, the finger strike broke through the air. It was like a divine sword; the aura of sharpness clashed into the claw force generated by Feng Lin's attack. The impact caused waves of aftershock to spread to the surroundings.
Feng Lin's palm felt intense pain as though it was stung by bees. He could only retract his hands instinctively. His skin was unbroken, but there was a piercing pain in his nerves.
However, the long-robed man didn't enjoy any advantages either. He didn't expect Feng Lin's claw to be so tough. His finger felt as though it had slammed into an iron board. His finger bone felt as though it was on the verge of breaking.
"AGAIN!" Feng Lin roared, rushing over once more as he changed his attack.
Mighty Vajra Palm!
His palm was like a saber, he twisted it into a chopping posture and cleaved down with it violently, generating a strong wind.
The expression of the long-robed man turned heavy; he knew how powerful this attack was. He changed his stance once more and clenched his hands into fists. After that, he was like a divinity waving twin hammers around with great strength.
His fists slammed into Feng Lin's palm. Their bodies trembled from the impact, and they appeared evenly matched.
However, Feng Lin advanced instead of retreating. He made use of his momentum and leaned forward slightly, slamming with his opponent head-on.
Eight Extremities Fist - Sticking close to the mountain!
The long-robed man felt as though a wall of steel rammed into him. His entire person was sent flying and his shoulder felt as though it was about to shatter.
Regardless of strength or the body's toughness, he was definitely inferior to Feng Lin.
In order to capitalize on his advantage, Feng Lin naturally attacked even more ruthlessly, showing no mercy. His fists punched as his legs kicked. He was like a ferocious tiger that attacked with the momentum of ocean tides.
The long-robed man only felt his surroundings be filled with a flurry of fist shadows and was in an extremely pitiful state, trying to deal with all of them.
"What? The captain is actually not a match for this man? He is completely suppressed!" That snake-figured man slowly slithered back after finally escaping from Feng Lin. When he saw the current situation, his face was filled with disbelief.
That long-robed man was an extremely powerful existence that only a few could match. He didn't expect that the long-robed man would be suppressed at all. Not only that, but the opponent of the long-robed man was such a young fellow. This made him feel tough to accept this reality.
Devil Subduing Mighty Vajra Club!
Feng Lin's fists were like gigantic clubs, ruthlessly smashing down, wanting to split apart mountains. The momentum was so great that nothing could block it. His aura was vigorous, exuding a pressure that bore down on his opponent.
The hands of his opponent changed their stances once more, pressing together as he thrust upward. This stance was like Pan Gu supporting the heavens and earth, holding up the sky.
BOOM!
The two violent forces collided together.
The expressions of the long-robed man drastically changed. Heavy pressure akin to Mt. Tai was pressing down on him, wanting to crush him into pieces.
Kacha!
He could barely resist the force, but the ground underneath him couldn't bear it.
The legs of the long-robed man were deeply embedded into the ground, driven in from the impact.
"Not good!" The long-robed man didn't expect Feng Lin's strength to be so overwhelming. He was instantly suppressed and entered a disadvantageous situation.
Since his legs were stuck, there was no way for him to escape. The situation turned extremely critical.
He was trying to free his legs and make a run for it, but how could Feng Lin give his opponent a chance to breathe?
Bang, Bang, Bang!
His palms were like thunderbolts; every attack caused an explosive sound to ring out through the air.
His fists pummelled down like giant hammers, with all his strength infused within.
However, the moves used by the long-robed man were all extremely exquisite and profound. His techniques were way superior to Feng Lin's.
Right now, his hands were like a giant shield, blocking all vital parts of his body, showing no flaws at all. Clearly, this was not an ordinary martial art.
Every single one of Feng Lin's moves was parried. No matter what he did, he wasn't able to break through this tortoise's shell of a shield.
However, Feng Lin wasn't a vegetarian. Since this guy wanted to block his attacks so much, let him have fun blocking them then. He channeled all his strength and treated his opponent like a punching bag. Feng Lin's attacks weren't so easily received.
Strength overcomes everything.
Although his opponent's techniques were profound, his body was like a nail half driven into the ground by the repeated blows of a hammer. He sank deeper and deeper into the earth from Feng Lin's attacks.
BOOM!
Another punch blasted out.
The long-robed man was almost completely buried. Nothing could be seen of him any longer.
"You are next!" After subduing this man, Feng Lin glanced towards that snake-figured fellow, his eyes gleaming with killing intent.
The snake-figured man had been watching from the side. All of a sudden, a look of extreme terror appeared on his face as he hurriedly retreated.
Feng Lin sneered and wanted to rush over.
Boom!
All of a sudden, an explosion rang out.
Feng Lin turned over and only saw a fiery beam of light rushing from the ground. A moment later, a human figure brimming with fiery energy emerged, causing the surrounding temperature to surge.
It was impossible for a cultivator apprentice to unleash such a fierce fire. There was no doubt that his opponent was an interstellar cultivator!
"Let's end things here." The long-robed man had an imperious look on his face. It was as though his confidence was greatly increased after he unleashed the fiery flames, like everything was under his control.
"Great that you still appear!" Feng Lin didn't feel shocked but was filled with joy instead as he rushed over.
That person had an arrogant smile on his face. He was an interstellar cultivator and had awakened a high-grade primeval gene—the Sea of Fire Gene. Ordinary characters definitely wouldn't be his opponent.
This guy is so young, yet he already became an interstellar cultivator. Clearly, his talent is extraordinary. But how powerful can he be?
The fingers of the long-robed man moved, transforming into a multitude of variations, moving unpredictably but in beautiful postures. Clusters of flames shot out, resembling shooting stars, rings of fire, and fireballs...
The form of the flames wasn't fixed. They converged and became a sea of fire, instantly engulfing Feng Lin.
A satisfied smile could be seen on the face of the long-robed man. However, his smile soon froze at the next moment.
A human silhouette slowly walked out of the flames. Other than his clothes being burned, he seemed to have suffered no damage.
Mighty Vajra Capturing Hands!
Feng Lin's eyes burned with anger. His claws grabbed out, unleashing incomparably ferocious attacks. Although his opponent's moves were marvelous, he was still completely suppressed.
The fearsome claw force forced the long-robed man back.
Feng Lin also knew that his opponent was an interstellar cultivator; hence, his attacks turned even more ruthless.
This was his first time fighting against a cultivator. Such a battle experience was extremely rare. Since the abilities of his opponent were countered by his Stone Monkey Gene, he had an absolute chance of victory. Hence, he launched his attacks unhurriedly, seeking to gain more valuable combat experience as he fought.
Feng Lin's moves grew smoother and smoother, constantly changing like floating clouds and flowing water, dominating his opponent completely.
That long-robed man felt as though he was about to go mad. He couldn't help but roar, "We are not mortal enemies! What do you want before you would stop?"
This was such a rare opportunity to fight against an interstellar cultivator. Feng Lin would be able to use this chance to develop his true combat prowess; thus, how could he give up this 'sparring partner' so easily? His only reply was a burst of loud laughter.
"Let me fight until I'm satisfied before we discuss anything else!"
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