Chapter 18: Entering the Study Palace_2

Lin Yuan saw her in low spirits and was contemplating how to phrase his words to avoid causing further distress to the passionate girl.

"Hahaha."

Before the person appeared, the sound of leather wrist guards echoed from afar. As the voice approached, the man with the leather wrist guards was extremely exhilarated, almost spinning in circles on the spot.

He had luckily won the arena and was no longer in fear. Seeing Lin Yuan's group of three, he arrogantly boasted again: "Hey! I've won the arena and entered the academy's register! Have the three of you won?"

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, you are formidable, Senior Brother Fei! Once we enter the academy, please take care of us." At this moment, Dong Qing glanced at Lin Yuan and the other, but ignoring their feelings, stepped forward and congratulated Fei Run with joy.

"Not at all, hahaha! It's Sister who is truly skilled, unlike my hard-won victory. In the future at the academy, we'll need each other's support." He grinned and replied.

After speaking, his eyes turned cold, standing side by side with Dong Qing, looking at Lin Yuan and the other.

Upon hearing Fei Run, Bai Zhi, who originally looked despondent, felt even sadder.

She quickly said congratulations, eyes brimming with tears, and hastened her steps to leave the courtyard, wanting to distance herself from this heart-wrenching place.

"Miss Bai, you go first. I might need to stay a little longer before leaving." Lin Yuan accompanied Bai Zhi to the edge of the courtyard and said with a gentle bow: "Until we meet again."

Lin Yuan had a very good impression of Bai Zhi; she was warm and kind, one of the few people in the courtyard he wished to communicate with.

Her defeat in the selection filled Lin Yuan with regret as well.

"Until we meet again." Bai Zhi wiped her tears with her right hand, replied softly, and then turned to leave.

Watching Bai Zhi's figure fade into the distance, Lin Yuan sighed.

He felt powerless over Bai Zhi's departure.

"Strength, I still need strength, otherwise I will be just like her."

Lin Yuan mused to himself.

In the courtyard.

The man with the leather wrist guards was still engaged in an intense discussion with Dong Qing. Seeing Lin Yuan return, his expression changed immediately: "Hey! I wondered who it was? You still haven't left? Want to pinch the swan's meat?"

"Noisy!"

Lin Yuan was in a bad mood and immediately scolded angrily.

"Incompetent rage!" The man with the leather wrist guards was stunned, then sneered: "A loser dares to be arrogant in front of me."

Then his expression turned: "Today, I'll let you realize how vast the gap is between us!"

He approached Lin Yuan, speaking as he summoned his Qi-Blood, ready to act.

"Senior Brother, don't be angry." Dong Qing eventually softened, pulled on Fei Run: "Lin Yuan has spent these days with us, no need to treat him so harshly."

Fei Run turned his head to see Dong Qing's empathetic expression and ceased his Qi-Blood circulation: "For Sister's sake, I'll let you go today. Should you dare to appear before me again, hmph!"

"You can try," Lin Yuan's face turned cold, his voice icy.

Anger boiled within him, and he couldn't keep it bottled up. Immediately, he channeled the power of his Qi-Blood, step by step, walking toward the man with the leather wrist guards.

"Hmm? Courting death!"

As Lin Yuan approached, the previously calm heart of the man with the leather wrist guards surged into a massive tempest.

"I've always found you loathsome; this time I'll teach you a lesson."

"Besides, I've succeeded in the selection. Injuring a rogue from outside the palace bears no accountability. If anyone asks, no one will care. If I don't cripple you today, how will I stand in the palace after entering?"

He looked stern, a murderous glint in his eyes. At this moment, his Qi-Blood surged violently, filling him with unrivaled confidence.

Swish! Swish!

His five fingers pressed together, swiftly tracing an arc across his chest, the scarlet palms emitting faint strands of white vapor.

Then, leaving a fleeting afterimage in the air, a tearing sound of the air splitting emanated from meat long around.

"Heart-Shattering Palm, Bone-Crumbling!"

The wrist-guarded man shouted, halting his hands, exchanging his palms front and back, stepping forward briskly, as a powerful Qi Force scattered dust in a splash.

In an instant, the killing palm, prepared in advance, surged toward Lin Yuan's chest.

His Heart-Shattering Palm relied on the powerful Qi Force of Qi-Blood, compressed within the palms. Upon impact with the flesh, the Qi-Blood compressed and vibrated rapidly.

This unique vibration could penetrate skin and directly target the internal organs and bones. If an ordinary practitioner were struck by his palm, they would either die or be crippled.

Even those proficient with skin defense wouldn't escape unscathed.

Seeing him make a move, anger surged through Lin Yuan's mind.

This man was causing trouble, and Lin Yuan had long been displeased with him. Now, he was striking mercilessly, with no regard for other lives.

If it were a weakling here today, this approach would leave no chance for survival!

"Kill!" Lin Yuan was suddenly resolute.

Swish! Swish!

The sound of the air tearing pierced his ears, those blood-red palms rapidly magnifying in Lin Yuan's view, yet Lin Yuan remained unfazed, his expression icy.

"If you want speed, I'll be faster than you!"

Lin Yuan's thoughts whirled rapidly, calculating his attack path like lightning.

"One Turn Status!"

"Serpent Dragon Movement!"

"Back Stick Bell!"

In an instant, under the One Turn Status, the entry-level Serpent Dragon Movement, displayed by Lin Yuan, was far faster than usual.

"This!" Fei Run, confident in hitting him with this palm, believed Lin Yuan wouldn't survive either.

At this proximity, no matter what Lin Yuan tried, it seemed impossible to dodge such a swift palm. Lin Yuan's sloth-like movements, how could they have the space to evade in front of him?

Whizz!

The palm wind passed by.

"What? Missed!" The man's once confident expression shattered abruptly. His palm had reached the farthest point, yet there was no force feedback at all.

"Why?"

Pfft!

Before Fei Run could process this, a sharp pain struck his abdomen.

Explosive power compressed from his chest, surging up his throat. A mouthful of fresh blood spat out, his brown leather wrist guard now tainted with a thin layer of blood mist.

His eyes widened, blood vessels engorged, pushing against his eyes due to immense pressure.

"Die!"

Now before him, Lin Yuan stared down coldly with a sinister glance. Lin Yuan's arm descended like a mountain, carrying overwhelming force.

Once making a move, there would be no chance for the wrist-guarded man.

Boom!

From the pain-induced crouch, Fei Run, powerless and defenseless, collapsed under Lin Yuan's explosive palm chop, resembling a heap of mud on the ground, face down, limp as a ragdoll.

At this moment, Fei Run was unconscious, his body twitching constantly. His limp hands occasionally twitched, letting the blood mist on the wrist guard coalesce into droplets, then dripped to the ground.

Beside them.

As the two fought, Dong Qing had not even perceived their techniques. Yet the result astounded her; seeing Fei Run fallen to the ground in an instant, her face was pale with shock.

"Lin, Lin Yuan, you, you." Dong Qing pointed her trembling finger.

"Hmm?" With Qi-Blood coursing like mercury, Lin Yuan glanced sideways, exuding murderous aura: "Do you want to make a move?"