Oh my god! The goddess secretly gave birth to three obedient daughters for me-Chapter 862 - 882: Leave the Spiritual Martial Pavilion as Soon as Possible
Chapter 862: Chapter 882: Leave the Spiritual Martial Pavilion as Soon as Possible
"Lin Yi, you dare kill our Young Master, the Spiritual Martial Pavilion will not forgive you," a disciple of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion said, glaring at Lin Yi with fury in his eyes.
"I know, but I am leaving now. If the elders of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion want to seek revenge, feel free to make your move,"
"Just, I hope you move quickly; otherwise, once I leave the territory of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion, capturing me will be difficult," Lin Yi shrugged his shoulders and said with a light smile.
"You... who exactly are you?"
"How can you be so powerful?"
The pupil of that disciple from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion suddenly contracted, feeling a sense of fear he had never experienced before.
...
"Worthy of being a genius of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion!"
"His strength is truly extraordinary. To think he could kill those disciples of a higher level."
"Such heaven-defying potential might even surpass the core members of our sect, right?"
At that moment, everyone present was immensely shocked, witnessing Lin Yi’s feats.
...
"No, I must leave the Spiritual Martial Pavilion as soon as possible."
"If Lin Yi lives and leaves Spiritual Martial City, then the martial artists of the entire Northern Cang Kingdom will surely learn of his existence."
"Therefore, I must find an opportunity to kill Lin Yi and rid us of this trouble forever!"
Just then, Xiao Ming’s gaze turned icy as he pondered in secret.
Lin Yi’s existence was like a time bomb, ready to explode at any moment throughout the Northern Cang Kingdom; thus, he couldn’t allow Lin Yi to continue living.
"You guys, stop Lin Yi for me," Xiao Ming said, glancing at the other disciples of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion.
Upon hearing his words, those disciples of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion quickly nodded and responded, "Yes!"
Whoosh!
Immediately afterward, five disciples of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion dispersed and launched a fierce attack on Lin Yi.
Swish, swish, swish.
Lin Yi’s figure flickered, dodging the sneak attacks from two of the disciples.
"Damn it, how could he dodge my attack so quickly?"
The other disciples of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion were left wide-eyed and incredulous.
"Get lost!"
"Bang, bang, bang!" Lin Yi coldly shouted as his figure charged again toward one of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion disciples.
"That damned brat!" The face of the disciple contorted with rage, his teeth clenched.
The next moment, he brought out a huge axe and cleaved it down at Lin Yi.
"Scram!" Lin Yi said disdainfully.
"What?" The pupil of the disciple suddenly constricted, and he involuntarily took a step backward.
This time, Lin Yi was too fast to avoid.
"Puchi!"
Lin Yi’s fist landed on the chest of that disciple, sending him flying with a crimson wound emerging on his body.
"Lin Yi!"
At that moment, the other disciples of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion looked at Lin Yi with immense anger.
They could never have imagined their companion would be instantly killed by this young man—how humiliating.
"Hmph!"
"Do you think you are worthy to challenge me?" Lin Yi scoffed disdainfully.
"Lin Yi, don’t be arrogant."
"After you die at our hands, no matter how arrogant you are, it won’t change your fate."
"I was careless this time; next time, I will make sure you pay a terrible price!" the older disciple of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion said solemnly.
"Heh heh," Lin Yi sneered, "If you can do that, then I’ll just wait."
"But, before you manage that, I’ll send you to the afterlife,"
Lin Yi finished speaking and rushed toward another person once again.
Boom, boom, boom.
Lin Yi’s fist, like a shooting star, violently struck the disciple from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion.
The disciple from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion instantly turned pale with fright.
Nevertheless, he desperately defended against Lin Yi’s attack.
However, when Lin Yi’s fist hit the disciple, it did not cause any damage to him; instead, Lin Yi himself staggered backward dozens of meters.
"This... this is impossible!"
"My physical body has reached the realm of a Third Grade superior weapon, how could I fail to catch even one of his punches?" The disciple’s face was full of disbelief as he shook his head and refused to believe what had happened.
"Your physical body is indeed strong, but unfortunately, meeting me, Lin Yi, means you’re doomed to be worthless!" Lin Yi grinned and taunted word by word.
"Go to hell!" The disciple from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion could no longer bear it and crazily stimulated his True Yuan, lunging at Lin Yi.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
At that moment, Lin Yi’s figure mysteriously appeared at his side.
"What’s going on? How could his speed have increased so much?"
The disciple from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion was filled with unwillingness and fear.
Bang!
But his fist firmly smashed into Lin Yi’s shoulder, emitting a muffled sound.
Crack.
Lin Yi’s body immediately emitted the sound of cracking bones, clearly indicating that the disciple’s physical body was far inferior to his own.
"Ah!" The disciple from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion screamed in pain and rapidly retreated.
However, after retreating hundreds of meters, he noticed that Lin Yi was not pursuing him and he finally relaxed.
"Lin Yi, I will remember today’s grudge!" The disciple from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion gritted his teeth.
"Hehe, your strength is not bad, but in my eyes, it’s nothing," Lin Yi shook his head and said disdainfully.
"Lin Yi, don’t be too proud."
"One day, I will personally take your life." The disciple’s eyes were bloodshot.
"Then let’s wait and see!" Lin Yi said with a smirky smile.
...
Lin Yi’s strength was beyond his imagination.
It made him feel incredibly stifled.
Unfortunately, Lin Yi’s speed was extremely fast, and even the talented disciples from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion could not catch sight of him unless they used a secret technique to pursue him.
But the consumption of the secret technique was too great, and even though he could attempt to chase after him using it, it would take a prolonged time and it was essentially impossible to catch up.
Therefore, he could only give up.
...
"Lin Yi’s strength is so strong!"
"My master might not even be his match."
...
The surrounding spectators were dumbstruck, completely shocked by Lin Yi’s performance.
Lin Yi was only twenty years old, yet he possessed strength comparable to the number one talent of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion, which was utterly inconceivable.
"Who exactly is he?"
"How have I never heard of such a person?"
...
Not just the spectators, many surrounding students were equally astonished.
Lin Yi’s strength had exceeded their expectations.
"Which power’s freak is this guy from?" The Pavilion Master of the Spiritual Martial Pavilion murmured with a slight frown and a serious look in his eyes.
...
"Hahahaha!"
"Lin Yi, today, let us gang up and tear him to pieces."
At that moment, a disciple from the Spiritual Martial Pavilion, with a fierce smile, swung his longsword and charged at Lin Yi.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
