Chapter 111: Return of Two SS-Rank Ancient cultivation techniques!
Zhao Qishan lay on the ground to recover for a good while before the lightning on his body slowly dissipated.
He looked at Lin Chuan's thunder Avatar and finally let out a sigh.
He truly could not beat it!
"Vice President Lin, put away the Avatar, I yield."
"Oh my, you yielded so quickly?" Lin Chuan was somewhat surprised.
He felt that this guy was quite unruly!
"I cannot beat you, I truly cannot beat you."
Zhao Qishan crawled up from the ground, rubbed his chest, and said, "I, Zhao Qishan, can afford to lose. From now on, you will be the vice president, and I have no objections."
When the hundreds of surrounding Xinghuo Societymembers heard this, they also breathed a sigh of relief.
They were truly afraid that Zhao Qishan would continue to be stubborn.
Just now, the three vice presidents attacked together while Lin Chuan stood in place watching the commotion, beating all three of them rolling all over the ground relying solely on a single Avatar.
The gap between the two sides was already very obvious.
If they kept stubbornly enduring, wouldn't they also have to step down?
The key was that it wasn't worth it!
Furthermore, they did not have much confidence.
Fighting any further would only result in losing face a few more times.
Zhou Mingchuan patted the dust off his clothes, walked over, and recalculated in his heart.
Lin Chuan offending Tianheng Society would indeed bring trouble to Xinghuo Society.
But the benefits he brought seemed to be even greater.
With such strong combat power, once he joined Xinghuo Society, whenever they took on large-scale missions in the future, they could enter and try out many high-risk areas they previously dared not touch.
Moreover, Lin Chuan was still a member of the Lin family of the Imperial Capital.
Even if he were only from a collateral branch of the Lin family, given his SSS-Rank Talent, the Lin family would sooner or later attach importance to him.
By that time, whoever could establish a connection with Lin Chuan would take a huge advantage.
Thinking of this, Zhou Mingchuan suddenly felt that those equipment channels of Tianheng Society did not seem that important anymore.
"President, do you think Qin Li can defeat Lin Chuan?"
Zhou Mingchuan suddenly looked at Duan Cheng and asked.
Duan Cheng did not expect him to ask this, and he thought about it.
"Qin Li is stronger than all three of you, and the Scarlet Dragon Spear in his hands is also a Tier 5 Supreme-Grade Treasure Artifact. However, if he is really allowed to fight Lin Chuan, I do not think he can win."
"Then what about Chu Xuanheng?" Xu Tang followed up and asked.
Duan Cheng shook his head this time.
"I do not know."
Chu Xuanheng had not made a move for too long.
There were many rumors about him in the school; some said he had long since broken through to a Great Grandmaster, while others said he had remained at the Grandmaster Realm all these years, only that his Mental Strength was terrifyingly strong.
No one could say for sure whether it was true or false.
After hearing all this, Zhao Qishan waved his hand.
"Put that monster Chu Xuanheng aside for now. Throughout the entire Jiuli Academy, besides him, who else would dare say they can defeat the three of us with a single Avatar?"
"Anyway, I cannot think of anyone."
Zhao Qishan looked at Lin Chuan again, his attitude much more enthusiastic than before.
In this era, strength was the hardest thing.
If Lin Chuan had relied on connections to become vice president, he would have been the first to object. Now that the other party had cleaned all of them up with a single Avatar, there was nothing more to say.
"Brother Chuan, call me if there are missions in the future."
"That bunch of people in the Main Combat Group all listen to me. Wherever you tell me to charge, I will lead them to charge."
Upon hearing this title, Lin Chuan immediately smiled.
"Not bad, your attitude changed quite quickly."
"My biggest advantage as a person is that I know how to adapt to circumstances."
Zhao Qishan said this with righteous confidence.
Zhou Mingchuan and Xu Tang, who had been full of anger just a moment ago, twitched their faces upon hearing this.
You call that knowing how to adapt to circumstances?
That was being beaten into submission!
Seeing that the few of them had quieted down, Duan Cheng finally stated the conditions he had negotiated with Lin Chuan.
"Lin Chuan joining Xinghuo Society is mainly to borrow our platform to take on group missions, and at the same time, he also needs some people to help him gather intelligence, transport supplies, and handle spoils of war."
"He has no interest in managing Xinghuo Society. Whatever the three of you were in charge of before, you will remain in charge of in the future. He will not vie with you for power."
Hearing this, Zhao Qishan couldn't help but glance at Duan Cheng.
"If you had made this clear earlier, would I have had to take that beating just now?"
"You didn't give me the chance either!"
"This wave is on me."
Zhao Qishan felt some regret; having a hasty temper really caused losses sometimes!
Zhou Mingchuan also completely set his mind at ease.
Lin Chuan only needed the mission platform and manpower, which happened to make up for Xinghuo Society's most lacking top-tier combat power. The power of the three of them would not be affected, and after Duan Cheng graduated, many matters would still have to be handled by them.
Calculated this way, Lin Chuan joining Xinghuo Societywas indeed a great thing.
What Xu Tang cared about was another matter entirely.
"In the future, when Xinghuo members go on missions with you and encounter danger, can you take care of it?"
"That depends on what kind of danger."
Lin Chuan thought for a moment and said, "I cannot act as a babysitter, but when encountering powerful demons, I can go over and beat them to death first, and let them slowly clean up the rest."
This was the exact sentence Xu Tang wanted.
The time when ordinary members suffered the most casualties every year was when high-tier demons suddenly appeared, the main combat members in front couldn't block them, and the Medical Team in the back couldn't retreat.
If Lin Chuan could resolve such enemies, Xinghuo Societycould save many lives from dying every year.
"Then I agree as well."
"If you need medical personnel in the future, you can directly tell me."
With all three vice presidents expressing their stances, the surrounding Xinghuo members also gathered around.
"Brother Chuan, I am from the Reconnaissance Group. My Mental Strength can probe underground."
"Brother Chuan, I can pilot transport planes; I can pilot all four models!"
"Brother Chuan, look for me to handle demon corpses. My family does exactly this, and my craftsmanship is exceptionally good; I can scrape out every bit of valuable stuff in the bones for you."
Listening to their self-introductions, Lin Chuan felt that being this vice president was truly not in vain.
Especially the last one who could handle demon corpses; he had to remember him.
In the future when he hunted monsters, these logistic personnel could help him clean the battlefield and maximize benefits.
The division of labor was quite reasonable.
Very nice!
A dozen minutes later, Lin Chuan left the Xinghuo Club with Ning Zhaoyue.
Ning Zhaoyue waited until the car drove out of the parking lot before she couldn't help saying, "I thought something major would definitely happen tonight, but as a result, you beat them up and they all started speaking nicely."
"Fists really do work."
Lin Chuan leaned against the passenger seat, his mood quite good.
"You had better not treat Tianheng's people like this tomorrow. Tianheng has over a thousand members; do you plan to beat them up one by one?"
"That depends on whether they are obedient."
After hearing this, Ning Zhaoyue immediately didn't want to bother with him anymore.
This guy was purely a human-shaped Demon King!
Inside the Tianheng Club.
Over a dozen training rooms were activated simultaneously.
The video of Lin Chuan using his thunder Avatar to defeat the three Xinghuo vice presidents had already been sent by Shen Zhiyuan into the hands of every main combat member.
The video was slowed down by dozens of times.
From the speed of the thunder Avatar's strikes, to the Martial Techniques used by its eight arms, and down to the process of the four-layered vibration shield shattering the flame saber, everything was broken down by Tianheng's tactical group.
Shen Zhiyuan slapped a list onto the desk.
"The rewards have been announced. Whoever can openly defeat Lin Chuan will receive five thousand contribution points, a one-tier upgrade in that month's resources, and can also enter the evaluation list for the core team."
"If you want to claim the reward, you must first solve this Avatar of his."
Dozen of squads immediately began targeted training.
Potions that many people usually couldn't bear to use were all taken out tonight.
Five thousand contribution points!
As long as one defeated a newly enrolled freshman, they could get it; such an opportunity wouldn't be encountered in the future.
As more and more Tianheng members participated in the training, Lin Chuan's System notifications also began to constantly appear.
Just as he returned to his villa and came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, notifications rang out one after another in his mind.
[New enemy detected!]
[Tianheng member Wang Hao has generated strong hostility toward the host and has been automatically bound!]
[Tianheng member Chen Wu has generated strong hostility toward the host and has been automatically bound!]
[Tianheng member Sun Peng has generated strong hostility toward the host and has been automatically bound!]
At first, it was dozens of items, but after a few minutes, it directly turned into hundreds.
Lin Chuan opened the System list and took a look.
"Holy crap, so many people aren't sleeping in the middle of the night?"
Those wealthy members of Tianheng were consuming potions, while those with a Inheritance were cultivating Martial Techniques.
Every bit of improvement they made would yield returns for Lin Chuan on his side.
[Enemy Wang Hao consumed a Tier 4 Blood Qi potion, and his Blood Qi has improved!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a hundredfold return!]
[Enemy Chen Wu's Mental Strength has increased by three quarters!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a five-hundredfold return!]
[Enemy Sun Peng cultivated the A-Rank Martial Technique Mountain-Splitting Fist and gained new insights!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a hundredfold return!]
A massive amount of Blood Qi and Mental Strengthentered his body, and Lin Chuan's Astral Essence began to circulate along with it.
Without doing anything, his Blood Qi surged by another large margin, and hundreds of quarters of ordinary Mental Strength also appeared in his mental space.
Various insights into Martial Techniques continuously appeared; many of these Martial Techniques he couldn't use, but they could add to the accumulation of his existing fist and saber techniques.
Lin Chuan sat down on the sofa, picked up a spiritual fruit, and began munching on it.
"This Tianheng guild is truly not bad."
"How much money must these people spend in a single night?"
Hundreds of people cultivating to help him!
Lin Chuan was quite happy.
Just as he was watching happily, the System suddenly rang with a completely different notification.
[Enemy He Qingshan cultivated the SS-Rank Ancient cultivation technique Primordial God-Refining Chapter!]
[Triggered a thousandfold return!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the complete Inheritance of the Primordial God-Refining Chapter!]
A massive amount of information surged into Lin Chuan's mind.
Within his mental space, an ancient divine statue condensed.
The surrounding light-blue ordinary Mental Strength was pulled, actually converging toward the divine statue on its own and beginning to compress bit by bit.
Lin Chuan's eyes lit up.
SS-Rank!
And it was an ancient cultivation technique!
The Great Millstone of Spirit Refining in the Soul Poolrequired school permissions and could not be used at any time. The Primordial God-Refining Chapter, however, allowed him to refine his Mental Strength even ordinarily; although the speed was a bit slower, it had the advantage of being able to run constantly.
Before he could study it carefully, the second notification came.
[Enemy Li Yunfeng cultivated the SS-Rank Ancient Martial Technique Mountain-Suppressing Grand Handprint!]
[Triggered a hundredfold return!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Mountain-Suppressing Grand Handprint; current proficiency has reached Mastery!]
Lin Chuan subconsciously raised his right hand.
Astral Essence quickly converged toward his palm, and a dark golden grand handprint appeared in the training room.
As soon as the grand handprint condensed, the entire villa shook gently, and a cracking sound came from the alloy floor beneath his feet.
"Holy cow!"
Lin Chuan hurriedly dispersed the grand handprint.
If this had been slapped down, the villa the school had just assigned to him would have to be redecorated tonight.
Two consecutive SS-Rank cultivation techniques, and all of them were ancient legacies?
Lin Chuan couldn't sit still anymore, took out his wristband, and called Ning Zhaoyue.
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.
"Lin Chuan, what is wrong with you again? It hasn't even been half an hour since we parted."
"Asking you about two people. He Qingshan and Li Yunfeng, what are their identities in Tianheng Society?"
Ning Zhaoyue hurriedly asked.
"What, did they go look for you?"
"No, I heard others mention them and just asked casually."
"They are core members personally selected by Chu Xuanheng. Normally they rarely participate in school conflicts, and most of the time they cultivation on the Rift Battlefield."
Ning Zhaoyue's voice became a bit more serious.
"Chu Xuanheng has cultivated a total of four people. The cultivation techniques, Martial Techniques they practice, and the resources they normally need are all provided by Chu Xuanheng."
"The strength of those four people is all very strong. Tianheng being able to suppress Chifeng Society for so many years has a lot to do with them."
After hearing this, Lin Chuan touched his chin.
His subordinates all cultivation SS-Rank ancient cultivation techniques.
This Chu Xuanheng has quite a deep financial foundation!
Unfortunately, until now, Chu Xuanheng's name still hadn't appeared in the System.
The other party hasn't regarded him as a threat yet.
This is a bit regrettable!
"Alright, I know."
Lin Chuan hung up the phone, looked at the two ancient legacies in the System, and couldn't help laughing.
This Chu Xuanheng is definitely a treasure.
How rare are SS-Rank cultivation techniques? Even when the old principal recruited him, he could only bring out the hidden cultivation technique at Jiuli University.
And his younger brother Lin He, who was identified as having an SSS-Rank Talent, was only given an S-Rank cultivation technique when entering the War Academy.
This Chu Xuanheng is truly a bit mysterious.
Chapter 112: Han Zheng Reneges on His Debt, Lin Chuan Goes to Crash the Place!
Over the next two days, Lin Chuan stayed in the Core Soul Pool.
When he entered the Soul Pool on the first day, he had already condensed 1,500 strands of Mental Strength into high-grade purple.
According to his previous speed, he definitely wouldn't finish condensing it in two days.
But things were different now.
After the Primordial God-Refining Chapter was activated, a primordial divine statue sat cross-legged in Lin Chuan's mental space, continuously drawing in the surrounding Mental Strength.
The Formless Soul Fetus recovered, the Great Millstone of Spirit Refining compressed, and the primordial divine statue helped him organize his Mental Strength.
With all three working together, the speed was much faster!
Rumble!
Every time the Great Millstone of Spirit Refining rotated a full circle, a large swath of light blue Mental Strength was crushed to pieces.
After being repeatedly compressed and re-condensed, the color of that Mental Strength began to darken bit by bit, eventually turning completely purple.
2,000 strands.
4,000 strands.
6,000 strands.
By the afternoon of the second day, Lin Chuan's mental space had turned into a purple ocean.
8,000 strands of high-grade Mental Strength!
However, before he could finish condensing all of it, Lin Chuan's quota had run out.
If he wanted to use it again, he would have to pay Contribution Points.
Over these past two days, those people from Tianheng Society, as well as those from the Tianyi Cult and the Demon Race, had all been working hard.
Some took mental potions, some cultivated mental secret arts, and Spirit Readers were even simulating how to interrupt Lin Chuan's thunder Avatar.
The more seriously they practiced, the more returns Lin Chuan received.
Unbeknownst to him, his ordinary Mental Strength had increased by another 3,500 strands.
8,000 strands of high-grade Mental Strength.
3,500 strands of ordinary Mental Strength.
Total: 11,500 strands!
Once Mental Strength exceeded 10,000 strands, one would step across the threshold of a Level 3 Spirit Reader.
Before Lin Chuan came to Jiuli, he was still more than a thousand strands away from a Level 3 Spirit Reader. As a result, just three days after entering the school, he made a direct breakthrough.
"11,500 strands."
Feeling the two forces in his mental space, Lin Chuan was in a pretty good mood.
The 8,000 strands of high-grade Mental Strength far exceeded ordinary Mental Strength in terms of power.
As for those 3,500 strands of ordinary Mental Strength, they could just stay on the side for now.
His Core Soul Pool time for this month had already been used up, so he could only wait until next month to come back and continue condensing.
Soul Pool Testing Room.
He Zhiqiu put the testing ring on Lin Chuan, and as soon as she turned on the instrument, the numbers on the screen began to skyrocket.
5,000!
8,000!
10,000!
In the end, the number stopped at 11,500 strands.
The test results also appeared next to it.
[ High-Grade Mental Strength: 8,000 strands ]
[ Ordinary Mental Strength: 3,500 strands ]
[ Comprehensive Level: Level 3 Spirit Reader ]
He Zhiqiu stared at the screen, her cherry lips parted wide in shock.
She still remembered when Lin Chuan came for testing the first time, his total amount was only 8,000 strands, and not a single strand of it was high-grade Mental Strength.
Just three days later, all 8,000 strands had been completely condensed, and his total Mental Strength had even risen to 11,500 strands.
In just three days!
Some Spirit Readers took over a decade to cultivation from Level 2 to Level 3.
Yet Lin Chuan was simply freakish, soaring upward like a rocket.
"Teacher He, is the equipment broken?"
Seeing that she remained silent the whole time, Lin Chuanthought something had gone wrong.
"The equipment isn't broken; I suspect there's something wrong with you."
He Zhiqiu tested him again, but the result was still the same.
She took off the testing ring and couldn't help asking, "You condensed 1,500 strands on the first day, and another 6,500 strands over the next two days. Why did the speed get faster and faster?"
"Maybe I just got used to it."
Lin Chuan replied casually.
The Primordial God-Refining Chapter involved the Systemreturns, so naturally he couldn't speak of it.
He Zhiqiu didn't believe it at all.
What did a thing like the Great Millstone of Spirit Refininghave to do with familiarity?
When other people went in to grind for a few hours, their mental space would hurt as if it were about to split open, and their speed would only get slower and slower later on.
But look at Lin Chuan; he was a bit rusty on the first day, but he grew more and more energetic over the next two days.
Did this guy treat the Great Millstone of Spirit Refining as fitness equipment?
He Zhiqiu saved the test results.
"You are already a Level 3 Spirit Reader, and you possess 8,000 strands of high-grade Mental Strength. Simply comparing the intensity of Mental Strength, many teachers in Jiuli who major in Mental Strength cannot suppress you."
"Before, some people felt that giving you three days of Core Soul Pool time directly was too high of a treatment. Now that this report is submitted, they should all be able to shut their mouths."
If such talent wasn't worth cultivating, Jiuli Academywouldn't need to keep running.
"Can you still give me three days next month?" Lin Chuanasked.
"It will be issued normally. But since you've accumulated another 3,500 strands of ordinary Mental Strength, are you planning to condense all of them next month?"
"Of course. What's the use of keeping ordinary ones? One strand of high-grade Mental Strength is worth ten strands of ordinary ones. It would be such a waste not to condense them!"
After hearing this, He Zhiqiu felt it made a lot of sense.
The problem was that other people couldn't do it!
Lin Chuan made it sound as if high-grade Mental Strengthwere Chinese cabbage; whenever you wanted it, you just went over and processed it.
"Alright, you can go out first."
"I will submit your Soul Pool report to the school. In the future, if anyone dares to question your treatment, I will slap this report right onto their face."
"Awesome!"
Lin Chuan took off the testing equipment and was just about to leave when his identity bracelet suddenly vibrated.
He Zhiqiu glanced at her computer.
"It should be the appraisal of your weapons coming out."
Lin Chuan opened the message.
Six Tier-4 magic sabers had a damage degree exceeding ninety percent, losing all value for repair.
The final price given by the Jiuli Academy Weapon Appraisal Center was 18 million yuan.
An average of 3 million per saber.
Below the appraisal report was the school's electronic seal.
"The price is alright."
Lin Chuan was quite satisfied.
This was the exact price when he bought them.
Those magic sabers could no longer keep up with his strength, and leaving them at home would only collect dust. Now that they were shattered, he could still exchange them back for 18 million.
A steady profit!
He directly sent the appraisal report to Han Zheng.
[ Six magic sabers, 18 million. ]
[ We agreed beforehand that the loser would bear the cost of weapon damage. Transfer the money over. ]
On the other side.
Tianheng Society Hall.
When Han Zheng saw the message sent by Lin Chuan, his expression instantly turned somewhat ugly.
18 million was something he could afford.
But now Tianheng had publicly stood up for him and Chu Manshuang. If he privately compensated Lin Chuan with the money, wouldn't that be equivalent to capitulating to Lin Chuan?
That would never do!
Han Zheng thought for a moment and directly replied with a voice message.
"Lin Chuan, we are enemies now, and I won't compensate you privately."
"Tianheng has already taken over this matter."
"If you really have the guts, come to the Tianheng SocietyHall and get it. The money is right here, if you have the ability, come over yourself!"
After sending the voice message, Han Zheng gained some confidence in his heart.
Inside the Tianheng Society Hall, there were now hundreds of members.
There were also several core experts who had just returned from the Rift Battlefield.
As long as Lin Chuan dared to come, this time they would make sure he was carried out horizontally!
After listening to the voice message, Lin Chuan's expression changed on the spot.
"Damn you, trying to act tough with me, are you?"
The day before yesterday, in front of so many people, Han Zheng had agreed so well.
Now that he had lost, he felt he had Tianheng backing him up from behind, and started reneging on his debt.
And he even wanted him to go over and get it in person?
At this moment, a message posted by Shen Zhiyuanappeared on the campus network again.
[ Han Zheng is a member of the Tianheng Society. The issue of weapon compensation between him and Lin Chuan has already been taken over by the Tianheng Society. ]
[ If Lin Chuan insists that Tianheng owes him 18 million, he can personally go to the Tianheng Society Hall to discuss it. ]
[ The sparring area of the society hall is open at all times. ]
[ Didn't Lin Chuan threaten to smash through Tianheng? Heh, might as well give it a try. ]
As soon as this message was posted, the campus network became lively once again.
"Tianheng has publicly issued a challenge!"
"A lot of their core members are back now, Lin Chuan will definitely suffer a loss if he goes over."
"What does this have to do with issuing a challenge? Han Zheng lost and refuses to pay compensation, has he lost all his face?"
"Tianheng has already taken over this matter. If you want the money, go get it. Wasn't Lin Chuan quite arrogant?"
"Yeah! They didn't say they wouldn't give it; if you want it, go get it."
"Go to the Tianheng Society Hall alone? There are at least hundreds of people over there!"
Looking at the comments, Lin Chuan directly opened the recording from back then.
The video recorded everything very clearly.
Han Zheng personally agreed that the loser would bear the appraisal cost of the weapon damage on both sides.
Over a hundred students around could testify to it.
Lin Chuan posted the complete recording and the school's appraisal report together onto the campus network.
[ We agreed back then, whoever loses pays. ]
[ Now the appraisal is out: 18 million. ]
[ Han Zheng, you fucking act tough with me and don't want to pay compensation, right? ]
[ Fine, I'm going to get it right now! ]
[ I'll give you time. I won't beat up anyone who leaves the society hall now, but once I arrive at the place, not a single one of you will be able to run! ]
After sending the message, Lin Chuan returned to the sparring ground attached to the Soul Pool and picked up the bag containing the fragments of the six magic sabers.
A pile of fragments collided together, making a clanging sound.
Today, he was determined to get this money back.
Not a single cent less would do!
Trying to act tough with him—they really had a lot of nerve!
Just as Lin Chuan walked out of the Soul Pool area, a black off-road vehicle stopped in front of him.
Duan Cheng pushed open the car door and got out, glancing at the bag in his hand.
"President Lin, are you really planning to go to the Tianheng Society Hall?"
"Of course!"
"Get in the car, I'll go with you."
Lin Chuan was a bit surprised.
"This matter has nothing to do with you, I can just go by myself."
"You are now the Vice President of Xinghuo Society, how does it have nothing to do with me?"
Duan Cheng opened the front passenger door.
"I just invited you into Xinghuo, and today you're being reneged on by Tianheng. If I, as the president, were to hide, how would the people of Xinghuo view me in the future?"
Duan Cheng knew very well that he absolutely could not back down this time.
Ever since Lin Chuan joined Xinghuo, Tianheng had been eyeing them.
If he didn't stand out today, half of Xinghuo's hard-gathered morale would disperse in the blink of an eye.
Lin Chuan sat in the front passenger seat, placing the bag of broken sabers on his lap.
"You're a pretty loyal guy."
Duan Cheng laughed heartily. "Of course, otherwise what grounds would I have to be the president of Xinghuo."
...
Xinghuo Society Hall.
Several other vice presidents saw the news on the campus network and hurried back.
"Where is the president?"
"Did Vice President Lin really go to the Tianheng SocietyHall?"
The remaining members pointed outside.
"The president has already followed him there, they just left not long ago."
Several people looked at each other.
Zhao Qishan: "Holy shit! This is going to mean all-out war!"
Xu Tang said: "What else is there to say! Quickly call people and head to the Tianheng Society Hall!"
Chapter 113: Not Returning the Money? Emptying You All Out
The square outside Tianheng Club was already packed with students watching the commotion.
When Lin Chuan had just posted the message on the campus network, there were only a few hundred people here.
By the time he and Duan Cheng arrived, over a thousand students had already crowded around the square, and more people kept rushing over from the dormitory area and the Cultivation grounds.
Quite a few campus live-streamers had their streams running, with their cameras aimed squarely at Tianheng Club.
Everyone wanted to know whether Lin Chuan would actually dare to go inside.
The black off-road vehicle stopped by the roadside.
Lin Chuan pushed open the car door, still holding that bag of magic blade fragments in his hand.
All six third-rank magic blades were right here.
Duan Cheng followed beside him, and the two of them cut through the crowd, coming straight to the main entrance of Tianheng Club.
Hundreds of Tianheng Society members had already gathered inside the pavilion.
These people came from aristocratic families and conglomerates all over, and even the worst-off among them had families owning several companies. The potions and weapons they used growing up were things ordinary students could never reach.
Normally at school, they were also the ones snatching other people's Cultivation rooms, blocking others' missions, and crushing people with resources.
Who would ever dare run to Tianheng's doorstep to bully them?
Today, one actually came!
Lin Chuan opened his bracelet and set a three-minute countdown.
Giant red numbers were projected directly onto the pavilion's main doors.
"I've said it before."
"Everyone who remains inside after I arrive will be considered Han Zheng's accomplices."
Lin Chuan raised a finger and pointed at the countdown.
"I'll give you three more minutes."
"Those who want to leave can leave now; I won't stop you."
Inside the hall, hundreds of Tianheng Society members looked at each other.
Not a single person moved at all.
The few people at the very front even burst out laughing.
"Giving us another three minutes? Does he really think he's some big shot?"
"This is Tianheng Club! Let's see him dare to step inside!"
"With hundreds of us standing here, what can he do? Beat us all one by one?"
"At most he can challenge a few core members. If he actually starts beating the entire pavilion, the school won't let him off."
These people also had their own pride.
Lin Chuan was indeed very strong.
But they were likewise Geniuses admitted into Jiuli Academy from all over; who didn't have an A-Rank or S-Rank Talent?
Besides, Tianheng Society had over a thousand members, and the pavilion also possessed a protective grand array.
Lin Chuan ran over alone, saying just a couple of words, and wanted to scare them away.
What a joke!
Someone even crossed their arms, walked to the entrance, and deliberately beckoned at Lin Chuan.
"Come on!"
"Didn't you say you'd beat one for every one you see?"
"I'm standing right here. Come inside first and talk!"
A burst of jeers instantly sounded all around.
Lin Chuan glanced at his bracelet.
"Two and a half minutes left."
"Keep laughing."
The sound of engines came from afar.
Chifeng Society's people had also arrived.
Six military off-road vehicles stopped on the other side of the square. Qin Li led Wei Linfeng and others out of the cars, but they did not approach the pavilion.
Today, they were just here to watch the show.
Wei Linfeng looked up at the top floor of the pavilion.
"Tianheng has quite a few core members back."
"I'm afraid it won't be so easy for Lin Chuan this time."
Qin Li did not speak.
He also wanted to see what kind of confidence Lin Chuanhad to dare single-handedly fight up to Tianheng Society.
A few minutes later, the area outside the square grew chaotic again.
Zhao Qishan arrived with the Spark main combat group, and Zhou Mingchuan and Xu Tang also brought a large group of people.
Over two hundred Spark members stood directly behind Lin Chuan and Duan Cheng.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the onlookers turned somewhat strange.
Spark had always been the third among the three major student unions.
With Tianheng suppressing them from the front and Chifeng snatching resources from the side,
even when frictions occurred, Spark would endure it most of the time.
Today, they actually all came!
"Is Spark really preparing to go to war with Tianheng?"
"Does this count as subordinates rebelling against their superiors?"
"I've studied at Jiuli Academy for three years, and this is the first time I've seen Spark block Tianheng's doors."
"Lin Chuan only joined Spark for two days, right? He's directly bringing the third-ranked to beat the top-ranked?"
"Duan Cheng must be crazy too, actually daring to accompany him here!"
Zhao Qishan shouldered a two-meter-long broadsword and squeezed next to Lin Chuan.
"Brother Chuan, everyone from the main combat group who could come is here."
"Just say the word, how do we fight?"
"Wait first."
Lin Chuan glanced at the countdown.
"I'll get the money owed back first."
He raised his head, his Qi carrying his voice across the entire pavilion.
"Han Zheng!"
"Hiding inside and playing dead?"
"Are those eighteen million ready or not? Get the hell out here and return the money!"
On the top-floor terrace, several figures quickly appeared.
Shen Zhiyuan walked at the very front, with Han Zhengstanding behind him.
Hearing Lin Chuan calling him, Han Zheng's expression looked somewhat ugly, but he still didn't go downstairs.
Now it was no longer just his own personal matter.
Since Tianheng Society had taken this matter upon themselves, he didn't believe Lin Chuan could drag him out right in front of hundreds of members.
Shen Zhiyuan pressed his hands against the railing and looked down at Lin Chuan.
"The eighteen million is right here."
"Didn't you say you were going to break through Tianheng Society?"
"If you have the ability, come inside and take it."
Hearing this, Duan Cheng's anger instantly flared up.
"Good grief, the one who owes money acts like a grandfather!"
"You guys agreed to compensation yourselves, and the appraisal results came out. Now you aren't giving the money, and you're making the creditor go in and take it themselves?"
"Tianheng really has some nerve now!"
The smile on Shen Zhiyuan's face slowly vanished.
"Duan Cheng, your guts are getting bigger and bigger."
"Bringing Spark's people to run to Tianheng Club and cause trouble, don't you want to mix in Jiuli anymore?"
"Do you really think Lin Chuan joining Spark can protect all of you?"
"With just a single word from Tianheng, tomorrow we can cut off half of your mission and equipment channels."
Duan Cheng indeed felt pressure in his heart.
But now hundreds of pairs of eyes were watching him, and Lin Chuan was even personally invited into Spark by him.
At this time, if he backed down, he wouldn't need to be the president anymore in the future.
"Clearly you guys owe money and won't return it, yet you make us come to your door to collect it."
Duan Cheng looked up and shouted, "Now that people are here, it turns out we're causing trouble?"
"What, if someone from Tianheng farts, everyone else has to say it smells good?"
Spark members instantly burst into laughter.
Shen Zhiyuan's expression grew even uglier.
Right at this moment, a figure walked over from behind and stopped beside Shen Zhiyuan.
That person looked to be in their early twenties, wearing a black combat uniform, and still carried the unscattered scent of blood on their body.
A wide black battle blade was strapped behind their back, the scabbard covered in marks left by fiend claws.
Seeing this person, someone in Chifeng's ranks immediately recognized them.
"Li Yunfeng!"
"When did he come back from the Rift battlefield?"
"One of the four people personally nurtured by Chu Xuanheng!"
The surrounding discussions quieted down a lot.
Tianheng had four of the most mysterious core members.
The cultivation techniques, Martial Techniques, and resources they used were all personally provided by Chu Xuanheng.
These four people rarely participated in school fights normally, and spent most of their time Cultivating in the Rift battlefield.
Li Yunfeng was one of them.
Wei Linfeng leaned close to Qin Li and asked in a low voice, "President, have you fought Li Yunfeng?"
"No."
"Then who do you think can win?"
Qin Li stared at Li Yunfeng for a few seconds.
"I'm not certain."
Wei Linfeng's heart sank.
There were hardly a few people in the entire Jiuli Academywho could make Qin Li admit himself that he wasn't certain.
Li Yunfeng arrived before the railing, his gaze falling onto Lin Chuan.
"Vice President Shen said it right."
"In this era, strength is truth."
"The weak discuss right and wrong; no one will listen."
Li Yunfeng reached out and pointed at the top floor of the pavilion.
"Lin Chuan, if you want money, sure."
"I'll wait for you right here."
"As long as you can walk up to me, I'll give you the eighteen million on Han Zheng's behalf."
Lin Chuan was amused to the point of laughing.
"You guys owe me money, and now one by one you're acting like I'm the one begging for food."
"Fine, you guys like playing like this, right?"
Lin Chuan gritted his teeth.
"You owe money and won't return it? Fine, then I now demand unlimited recovery."
"This is what you asked me to come inside and take."
Lin Chuan turned back to look at the crowd of Spark members.
"Get yourselves ready."
"I'll go in and fight, and you guys are responsible for moving."
"The potions, weapons, and fiend materials in Tianheng's warehouse—as long as they're public property, move all of them away for me. Don't touch private lockers; we have reason on our side, so don't act like bandits."
Zhou Mingchuan's eyes lit up as he listened.
"There are at least four public warehouses inside the pavilion, plus two armories!"
"Then that's perfect."
Lin Chuan grinned widely.
"Today, we're emptying out the fucking Tianheng Society!"
The two hundred-odd Spark people instantly perked up.
Originally, they had thought they were here to help Lin Chuan fight.
Now hearing this, there was also the job of moving items!
Zhao Qishan directly thrust his broadsword back behind him.
"Brothers, get ready to move things!"
"If your shoulders aren't enough, go drive trucks over right now!"
Duan Cheng's eyelid twitched.
He suddenly felt that bringing so many people over really looked a bit like raiding a house.
"Ding!"
The countdown on the pavilion's main doors hit zero.
Three minutes were up.
Inside, not a single one of the hundreds of Tianheng Society members left.
Lin Chuan didn't waste any more breath with them either.
Carrying the bag of broken blades, he took a step onto the steps in front of the pavilion.
"Boom!"
A sheet of purple lightning dispersed from under his feet.
As his second step landed, the air of the entire square vibrated along with it.
As the third step landed, a muffled thunderclap suddenly resounded above Tianheng Club.
The originally clear night sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Massive dark clouds gathered from afar, shrouding the entire university town's upper mountain area.
The street lamps outside the pavilion flickered continuously.
The onlookers' hair also stood on end.
"The celestial phenomenon has changed?"
"Holy shit, isn't this the anomaly that only appears when a Great Grandmaster makes a move?"
"Are you crazy? How old is Lin Chuan, how could he possibly be a Great Grandmaster!"
"It's probably because his lightning-type talent is too strong, accidentally triggering the nearby thunderclouds."
Everyone felt it was a coincidence.
During the college entrance examination, Lin Chuan was only at the Ninth Realm Martial Artist.
How long had passed since the college entrance exam until now?
Let alone a Great Grandmaster, if he could make a breakthrough to a Grandmaster, it would already be terrifying enough.
In the pavilion's front courtyard, eighteen Tianheng Societymembers walked out simultaneously.
Among them, fifteen were Martial Masters, and the other three had already reached the Grandmaster Realm.
These people all came from Tianheng's spell-martial group, excelling in the cooperation of spells and Formations.
"Form the array!"
The three Grandmasters raised their hands at the same time.
The fifteen Martial Masters in the rear quickly dispersed, runes in their hands lighting up together.
"Rumble!"
The earth violently shook.
Golden and earth-yellow energies surged from underground, condensing into massive walls of gold and stone in front of the pavilion.
One wall!
Five walls!
Ten walls!
A full eighteen gold-and-stone walls blocked the path between Lin Chuan and the pavilion's main doors.
Each wall was seven to eight meters high and over a meter thick, with Formation patterns connecting the walls to one another.
The Qi-essence and True Qi of the eighteen people converged together, sealing off the entire front courtyard completely.
Even if a Ninth Realm Grandmaster wanted to forcefully break through, it would take some effort.
Lin Chuan glanced at the gold-and-stone walls ahead, merely raising his right hand and pointing a finger forward.
"Boom!"
A bolt of purple lightning fell from the dark clouds, rapidly crystallizing in mid-air.
Dragon head!
Dragon horns!
Dragon claws!
Patches of purple thunder crystals turned into scales, and a massive dragon body hundreds of meters long drilled out of the dark clouds, coiling above Tianheng Club.
Within every single piece of thunder crystal, Heavenly GodLightning constantly burst apart.
Terrifying lightning coercion pressed down upon the front courtyard.
The confidence on the faces of the eighteen spell-martial group members vanished in an instant.
"Falling Thunder Crystal Dragon."
Lin Chuan slashed his finger forward.
"Smash them!"
"Roar!"
The hundreds-of-meters-long thunder crystal dragon dove straight down!
The gold-and-stone wall at the very front had just touched the dragon's head when large cracks exploded across its surface.
The next second, the entire wall shattered with a roar!
The second wall!
The third wall!
The fourth wall!
The Falling Thunder Crystal Dragon forged ahead all the way, eighteen gold-and-stone walls bursting apart one after another.
Those three Grandmasters frantically urged their Qi-essence, wanting to stabilize the Formation, but they couldn't even hold out for three seconds.
The final gold-and-stone wall was torn to shreds by the dragon claws.
The eighteen spell-martial group members flew backward simultaneously, crashing into the flower beds on both sides of the pavilion.
The entire front courtyard was cleared out in an instant.
The onlookers all widened their eyes.
Defensive spells jointly cast by over a dozen Martial Masters and three Grandmasters!
Lin Chuan used only a single finger!
Right as the Falling Thunder Crystal Dragon continued charging toward the pavilion, a piercing alarm sound suddenly rang out from the entire building.
Streaks of dark golden Formation patterns rapidly lit up along the walls and ground.
"Boom!"
A huge golden light barrier rose from underground, completely shrouding the seven-story pavilion inside.
The thunder dragon slammed into the light barrier, causing the entire pavilion to vibrate violently.
"The pavilion-protecting grand array has activated!"
"This Formation can block a Great Grandmaster's attack!"
On top of the roof, Li Yunfeng looked down at Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan also raised his head to look at him.
The hundreds-of-meters-long Falling Thunder Crystal Dragon coiled outside the golden light barrier, its dragon claws slowly tightening as massive sheets of lightning light crazily spread along the Formation.
Lin Chuan raised his other hand and pressed it against the light barrier.
"Like hiding inside a Formation, right?"
"Fine."
"I'm going to tear apart your turtle shells together with it!"
Chapter 114: Smashing the Venue! Shattering the Protective Formation with a Single Punch
A golden protective barrier enveloped the entire Tianheng Club.
The Falling Thunder Crystal Dragon coiled around the outside of the light barrier, vast areas of thunder spreading along the Formation's patterns, yet it could never break inside.
" This is the pavilion-protecting grand Formation that Tianheng Society spent billions to invite a top Formation Master to set up! "
" Even if a Great Grandmaster comes, don't even think about breaking it anytime soon. "
" Lin Chuan can defeat the Technique and Martial Arts Group, but it's impossible for him to dismantle this Formation. He won't even be able to enter the main gate today! "
The Tianheng Society members, who were still somewhat panicked just a moment ago, regained their confidence.
Someone laughed loudly from across the protective barrier.
" Lin Chuan, aren't you going to hollow out Tianheng Society? "
" Come on in! "
" If you can't even enter the door, what kind of debt are you chasing? "
Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes, and then—
Strands of purple thunder surged out from within his body, rapidly spreading along his arms across his entire body.
Boom!
The air behind Lin Chuan suddenly vibrated violently.
A huge thunder ring with a diameter exceeding ten meters condensed.
On the surface of the thunder ring, twelve ancient runes of various shapes were distributed.
Every single rune looked as if it were interwoven by countless thunders, containing completely different powers within.
Doutian Thunder Ring!
It was an upgraded version of the Purple Firmament Thunder Ring. Recently, Lin He refined an even stronger Nine-Color Thunder Ring, which also ushered in a major enhancement for Lin Chuan's thunder ring.
The next second, the first rune lit up.
A series of popping sounds came from Lin Chuan's bones.
Power skyrocketed!
Speed skyrocketed!
A single rune could simultaneously increase his strength and speed tenfold.
When all twelve were lit up, it could increase them by up to a hundred and twenty times!
However, with Lin Chuan's current physique, he simply couldn't withstand that kind of power. If he really lit up all twelve together, I'm afraid before the enemy died, his own physical body would collapse first.
One was enough for the time being.
You must know that the previous Purple Firmament Thunder Ring could at most increase attributes tenfold!
Lin Chuan withdrew his right hand and clenched his fist.
" Hiding in a shell, you really think I can't do anything about you? "
He threw a punch toward the golden light barrier.
Just a single punch!
Boom!
The moment his fist made contact with the light barrier, the entire plaza seemed to tremble slightly.
The golden light barrier concaved inward by several meters.
A crack appeared beneath Lin Chuan's fist edge, and then crazily spread toward the entire pavilion.
Crack!
Crack!
The expressions of the Tianheng Society members who were still laughing just now gradually froze on their faces.
" Impossible! "
" This Formation can block a Great Grandmaster's attack! "
" Quickly replenish energy for the Formation! "
The Formation core inside the pavilion had just lit up, but the golden light barrier could no longer endure it.
Bang!
The entire protective barrier exploded with a bang!
Countless fragments of golden light scattered in all directions, eventually disappearing into the air.
The Falling Thunder Crystal Dragon raised its head and roared, its body several hundred meters long rushing through the shattered light barrier and coiling above the pavilion.
The plaza completely quieted down.
A single punch!
The pavilion-protecting Formation capable of resisting a Great Grandmaster's attack was truly shattered by Lin Chuan with a single punch!
Qin Li stared fixedly at the Doutian Thunder Ring behind Lin Chuan.
He could tell that Lin Chuan's punch just now had already reached the Great Grandmaster level.
And on the thunder ring, there were a total of twelve runes.
Only one lit up just now!
" This guy... "
Qin Li didn't even know how to evaluate him.
If the remaining eleven runes could also be lit up, then the strength Lin Chuan was displaying now probably didn't even count as his true limit!
Inside the pavilion, the hundreds of Tianheng Societymembers also lost their smiles.
This time, it seemed they had truly kicked an iron plate.
Lin Chuan shook his hand, stepped over the shattered Formation crystals covering the ground, and walked directly into the first floor of the pavilion.
" Stop him! "
" Don't let him continue walking inside! "
Dozens of Tianheng Society members rushed forward simultaneously.
Some took out weapons, some released their innate talents, and several Spirit Readers manipulated flying knives, attacking Lin Chuan from different directions.
" I shattered your protective Formation with a single punch, yet you still dare to come up. You guys are truly amazing! "
Lin Chuan muttered, and then the center of his brows glowed slightly.
Purple Mental Strength instantly covered the entire first-floor lobby.
The weapons flying into mid-air all came to a halt.
Those Tianheng Society members who had just rushed over also felt their bodies tighten, their feet leaving the ground directly.
One.
Ten.
Fifty.
Over a hundred!
All the Tianheng Society members in the lobby were controlled by high-grade Mental Strength and made to float up.
" Lin Chuan, how dare you! "
" This is the school, what right do you have to beat people up casually! "
" Put me down! "
A Tianheng Society member was still struggling desperately.
Lin Chuan glanced at him.
" Didn't you guys say it yourselves just now? "
" In this world, big fists are the truth. How come now that my fists are big, you guys are starting to reason with me again? "
That person was suddenly at a loss for words.
" All of you go outside to cool off. "
Lin Chuan waved his hand casually.
Boom!
All the doors and windows on the first floor opened simultaneously.
Over a hundred Tianheng Society members flew out from the main gate and windows like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
Crossing the front yard, they were thrown directly onto the street.
After all, they were classmates, so it wouldn't go as far as beating them to death, but it was excruciatingly painful!
In the blink of an eye, the entire first floor was cleared out.
Lin Chuan turned around and beckoned.
" What are you still standing there dazed for? "
" Come in and move things! "
Zhao Qishan was the first to react.
" Brothers, get to work! "
Over two hundred Xinghuo members rushed into the pavilion.
Zhou Mingchuan led people straight to the public warehouse, while Xu Tang led the logistics team to tally up potions and demon materials.
Whenever Zhao Qishan saw something valuable, he had people move it outside.
The weapon racks by the wall.
The cultivation equipment in the lobby.
Even the demon bone sculpture placed right in the middle was lifted up by a dozen people.
" Slow down, this thing looks expensive just by looking at it! "
" Don't nick it; if it gets nicked, how can it be used to pay off the debt? "
The Tianheng Society members lying on the street watched Xinghuo's people rush into the pavilion and ransack the place, their eyes turning red with anger one by one.
" That's our public potion! "
" Put it down! Who told you to move the training equipment? "
" That bone sculpture was brought back by the president, and it's worth 300 million! "
Hearing this, Zhao Qishan hurriedly called over another dozen people.
" Worth 300 million? "
" Then what are you dawdling for, prioritize moving this one! "
Quite a few surrounding students found it immensely satisfying to watch.
Relying on their great influence, Tianheng Society usually bullied ordinary students quite a bit.
Snatching missions, cutting in line to use cultivation rooms, and driving down prices to acquire materials.
Many people suffered losses and could only endure them.
Today, someone was finally even more domineering than Tianheng Society!
" Well moved! "
" That Mental Strength training simulator is also Tianheng Society's public equipment, don't miss it! "
" There's also a potion room on the second floor, I saw it last time when I delivered things! "
The Tianheng Society members were left completely numb from listening.
Whose side are you guys actually on?
Lin Chuan ignored the chaos on the first floor and walked toward the second floor along the stairs.
Just as he reached the top of the stairs, more than thirty figures had already appeared ahead.
These people were all elites of Tianheng Society's main combat team.
Not a single one was below the Grandmaster Realm!
The leading senior student drew a long sword and pointed it at Lin Chuan.
" Lin Chuan, making a scene up to here should be enough. "
" Thirty-six Grandmasters are right here. If you take even one step further upward, matters won't be so easy to wrap up. "
Lin Chuan found it somewhat strange to hear this.
" If we're fighting, then fight, what's with all the nonsense! "
A burst of footsteps came from behind.
Zhao Qishan led the main combat group and chased up.
" Brother Chuan, we'll help you! "
" No need. "
Lin Chuan waved his hand.
" You guys clean out the first floor, and by the way, get ready to move the second floor. "
The expressions of the Tianheng crowd instantly darkened.
" Too arrogant! "
" Do it! "
Thirty-six Grandmasters simultaneously erupted with Qi essence.
Frost rapidly covered the stairs and walls, attempting to restrict Lin Chuan's speed.
Purple poisonous mist filled the second-floor corridor.
Hundreds of wind blades slashed across from both the left and right sides, while several Grandmasters with Awakened battle bodies spearheaded the front, preparing to collide head-on with Lin Chuan.
Their coordination was quite proficient!
When thirty-six Grandmasters joined forces, even an ordinary Great Grandmaster wouldn't dare stand in place and take it head-on.
The Doutian Thunder Ring behind Lin Chuan spun once more.
His figure directly vanished in place.
Boom!
The ice layer freezing the stairs exploded with a boom.
The rock battle body charging at the very front hadn't even clearly seen Lin Chuan's position when his protective Qi essence was slapped to pieces with a single palm, and his entire body flew out sideways.
Thunder light flashed continuously in the second-floor lobby.
Frost, poisonous mist, and wind blades simply couldn't catch up to Lin Chuan.
Those Grandmasters adept at close combat had it even worse.
Just as they assumed their stances, they took a punch to the chest.
Someone wanted to launch a sneak attack from behind, but just as he raised his weapon, purple Mental Strengthwrapped around his waist and dragged him directly out.
Bang!
The floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of the pavilion suddenly shattered explosively.
A Tianheng Grandmaster flew out from inside, falling toward the street outside.
Shortly after, the second one also flew out.
The third!
The fifth!
The tenth!
The watching students tilted their heads up, seeing figure after figure fly out from the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows.
In less than half a minute, all thirty-six Grandmasters were thrown onto the street by Lin Chuan.
They were left dizzy and disoriented from the fall, yet they didn't suffer any overly serious injuries on their bodies.
Lin Chuan was here to collect a debt this time, not to kill classmates.
This point, he could distinguish clearly.
These people would all have to fight against demons in the future, so Lin Chuan naturally wouldn't kill them.
However, he would also temper them a bit.
On the third floor of the pavilion, Chu Manshuang watched the second floor being cleared out, her complexion already turning somewhat pale.
She had originally thought that Lin Chuan being able to slap her away that day was because she was unprepared.
Now she knew that Lin Chuan had already held back at that time.
If he had activated the Doutian Thunder Ring that day...
What she would have lost probably wouldn't just be four teeth.
Lin Chuan stepped over the broken glass covering the floor and strode toward the third floor.
Right at this moment, in the hollow lobby in the center of the pavilion that ran through all seven floors, a loud crash suddenly came.
Li Yunfeng leapt down from the top floor!
Boom!
His body seemed to have transformed into a red-hot meteorite, rolling heat waves rushing toward all directions. Beneath his black combat uniform, scarlet red patterns resembling molten lava rapidly lit up.
While Li Yunfeng was still mid-air, his right hand had already struck downward.
" Zhenyue Great Handprint! "
A massive amount of lava Qi essence gathered beneath his palm.
In the blink of an eye, a ten-meter-sized giant lava hand condensed into form, almost filling the entire hollow lobby, and carrying a terrifying weight, it smashed down head-on toward Lin Chuan!
Lin Chuan raised his head and recognized this Martial Technique at a single glance.
It was the SS-grade ancient Martial Technique that the System had returned to him last night.
It was none other than the " Zhenyue Great Handprint "!
Watching the smashing giant lava hand, Lin Chuansuddenly chuckled.
" What a coincidence. "
" I know this move too! "
Chapter 115: One of the Four Masters? Knocked out with a single palm strike!
A ten-meter-large lava giant hand descended from the sky.
Rolling waves of heat surged in all directions. The metal guardrails of the open-air hall rapidly turned red, and even the walls showed scorched marks.
Lin Chuan raised his right hand and similarly struck out with a palm.
"Zhenyue Great Handprint!"
Dutian Divine Thunder erupted from his palm.
A large amount of purple lightning gathered together, condensing into a dozen-meter-large giant hand of lightning.
The exact same Martial Technique.
Li Yunfeng used lava gang qi, whereas what Lin Chuanused was Dutian Divine Thunder!
The two giant hands collided and grabbed each other mid-air.
Their five fingers intertwined.
Lightning and lava constantly collided.
Li Yunfeng's expression changed slightly.
The Zhenyue Great Handprint was an SS-rank ancient Martial Technique personally taught to him by Chu Xuanheng. Throughout the entire Jiuli Academy, aside from a few other core members, practically no one else knew how to use it.
How many days has Lin Chuan been at Jiuli?
Where did he learn it from!
"Suppress for me!"
Li Yunfeng let out an angry shout, pouring all the gang qi within his body into the lava giant hand.
The lava on the surface of that giant hand rapidly flowed, and its power increased once again.
Standing on the stairs, Lin Chuan gently clenched his right hand.
The lightning giant hand exerted force accordingly.
Bang!
The five fingers of the lava giant hand simultaneously exploded.
Following closely were the palm and the wrist.
The entire giant hand shattered explosively amidst the lightning, turning into a large patch of magma that fell toward the ground, only to be blocked mid-air by Mental Strength.
Li Yunfeng's pupils abruptly constricted.
His Zhenyue Great Handprint had actually lost in a direct head-on collision!
Moreover, what Lin Chuan used was the exact same Martial Technique!
The lightning giant hand continued to grab upward.
Not daring to take it head-on, Li Yunfeng abruptly changed direction, head-butting and shattering the floor-to-ceiling windows of the clubhouse's exterior wall, rushing outside.
Clatter!
Large sheets of glass fell from high altitude.
Li Yunfeng floated outside the clubhouse, the lava gang qi beneath his feet rolling unceasingly.
After a Martial Artist steps into the Grandmaster realm, they can officially cultivation Mental Strength.
With Mental Strength extending outward, cooperating with gang qi to support the body, they are already capable of flying through the air for a short period.
The stronger the strength, the faster the flight speed, and the longer the duration they can maintain it.
Li Yunfeng absolutely belonged to the top tier among Grandmasters; aerial flight was not difficult for him.
"Lin Chuan, the space inside is too small; it's hard to unfold our skills!"
Separated by the shattered window, Li Yunfeng crooked his finger at Lin Chuan.
"If you have the guts, come out!"
"Fine, I'll satisfy you."
Lin Chuan stepped out of the clubhouse in a single stride.
Purple Mental Strength supported his body.
He stepped on the air and walked upward a few steps, finally stopping opposite Li Yunfeng.
The two of them floated in mid-air at the height of the seventh floor.
On the plaza below, over a thousand students raised their heads simultaneously.
The number of viewers in the campus livestream room surged all the way up.
"They've fought all the way up into the sky!"
"Li Yunfeng even lost with the Zhenyue Great Handprint?"
"Why does Lin Chuan also know this Martial Technique, and why is its power even stronger than Li Yunfeng's?"
"Could the Lin family also possess the Inheritance of the Zhenyue Great Handprint?"
Many people had already attributed the reason to the Imperial Capital's Lin family.
After all, the Lin family was likewise a top-tier martial arts family.
For Lin Chuan to possess a few ancient Martial Techniques seemed to make sense.
Only Lin Chuan himself knew that the more seriously Li Yunfeng Cultivated, the more benefits he himself would reap.
From a certain perspective, Li Yunfeng could also be considered his employee.
Unfortunately, this employee was a bit disobedient right now.
He still needed another beating!
"Hah!"
Li Yunfeng suddenly let out a loud shout.
Two crimson-red lights lit up in his pupils, and his body began to expand rapidly.
Two meters!
Three meters!
Four meters!
In the blink of an eye, Li Yunfeng had turned into a small giant four to five meters tall.
The black combat uniform on his body automatically expanded, and his skin turned a dark red.
Streak after streak of ancient runes surfaced on his arms, chest, and face, as if magma were constantly flowing within the patterns.
Boom!
Violent gang qi gushed out from within Li Yunfeng's body.
The surrounding air was burned until it twisted.
Seeing this scene, Qin Li's expression also grew much more serious.
"Lava Battle Body."
Wei Linfeng asked: "President, is this Li Yunfeng's true strength?"
"Mn, under this state, his strength, defense, and gang qi will all increase several-fold."
Qin Li stared at the two people in the air.
"An ordinary ninth-layer Grandmaster cannot take a single punch from him."
Li Yunfeng's legs kicked fiercely against the air.
Bang!
The air beneath his feet exploded.
His massive body charged directly toward Lin Chuan, throwing out a punch with scorching lava wrapped around his fist.
Before this punch even landed, the terrifying air pressure was already pressing toward Lin Chuan.
The Dutian Thunder Ring behind Lin Chuan slowly revolved.
The first ancient rune lit up!
His figure instantly vanished.
Li Yunfeng's punch hit nothing.
The scalding fist wind fell into the distant woods, and more than a dozen spiritual trees were blasted apart at the waist.
"Right!"
Li Yunfeng abruptly turned around and smashed out with another punch.
Bang!
It still hit nothing.
Lin Chuan had already appeared on his left side.
Li Yunfeng swept horizontally with a backhand, his lava gang qi turning into a large wave of fire that sealed off the space within dozens of meters around him.
However, Lin Chuan stepped out of the fire wave a step ahead, appearing behind him from another direction.
Li Yunfeng threw punches continuously.
Every single punch could blast apart the air.
Yet from beginning to end, he didn't even touch a corner of Lin Chuan's clothes.
The students below could only see a streak of purple lightning constantly flickering around Li Yunfeng.
Front.
Back.
Left side.
Overhead.
Lin Chuan's speed was simply too fast.
It looked as though he was constantly shrinking the earth into inches!
Li Yunfeng's strength was indeed very strong, and his defense was also terrifying.
The problem was that he couldn't hit anyone!
"Lin Chuan!"
"Can you only hide?"
Having thrown a dozen punches into empty air consecutively, Li Yunfeng was so angry he cursed loudly.
"If you have the ability, face me head-on..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Chuan had already appeared in front of him.
"I was just toying with you for a bit, what's the rush?"
Lin Chuan's right hand supported upward from below.
The heel of his palm hit Li Yunfeng squarely on the chin!
Bang!
Li Yunfeng's four-to-five-meter-tall body shook violently, his head tilting backward.
The lava gang qi outside his body exploded entirely.
The ancient runes on his face rapidly dimmed, and his massive body shrunk back to normal size like a deflating balloon.
Li Yunfeng's eyes rolled upward, and he lost consciousness on the spot.
A single move!
With just a single palm strike, Lin Chuan knocked out Li Yunfeng, one of the four core members of Tianheng Society!
Li Yunfeng fell from the sky.
Lin Chuan caught him with Mental Strength and casually tossed him toward the plaza.
Bang!
Li Yunfeng landed beside those Tianheng Societymembers, completely losing all movement.
Across the entire plaza, everyone felt their scalps go numb.
Of course, it was also possible that Lin Chuan had leaked too much electricity, shocking them.
The students who were just discussing whether Li Yunfengcould win were now all standing with their mouths wide open.
None of the people from Tianheng Society dared to make a sound.
The clubhouse's protective grand array was shattered with a single punch.
Over a hundred members on the first floor were cleared out.
Thirty-six Grandmasters on the second floor were thrown out of the windows.
Even Li Yunfeng, personally nurtured by Chu Xuanheng, only lasted for such a short while.
They finally believed it.
When Lin Chuan said he would beat up one for every one he saw, he really wasn't boasting on the campus network!
He actually beat them!
Lin Chuan lowered his head and glanced at the top floor of the clubhouse.
Han Zheng was still standing there.
To be precise, he could no longer stand properly right now.
Swish!
Lin Chuan stepped down from the air, landing directly on the top-floor terrace.
Seeing him approach, Han Zheng's legs went soft, and he plopped down onto the ground.
His arrogance from just moments ago was long gone.
Lin Chuan walked up in front of him and extended his right hand.
"Eighteen million."
"Transfer the money."
Han Zheng's lips moved a few times, but he didn't dare to speak.
Beside him, Shen Zhiyuan's expression was gloomy.
"Lin Chuan, you've already had Xinghuo carry away so many potions, weapons, and equipment from Tianheng Society, and their value far exceeds eighteen million."
"Now you still want to make Han Zheng pay money—don't you think you're going too far?"
Lin Chuan turned his head to look at him.
"Those downstairs are the spoils of war I took after winning."
"Eighteen million is the saber money Han Zheng owes me."
"You still want to use my spoils of war to pay off his debt for him?"
Shen Zhiyuan wanted to speak further.
"In front of me! You are not allowed to talk back!"
Lin Chuan slapped over with a palm.
Slap!
Shen Zhiyuan's protective gang qi shattered on the spot.
His entire person spun as he flew out of the top floor, crossing the railing and falling downward.
"Vice President Shen!"
A series of exclamations came from below.
Shen Zhiyuan regained consciousness mid-air and hurriedly condensed gang qi to protect his body.
Bang!
He slammed heavily onto the plaza in front of the clubhouse, smashing a large pit into the ground.
Even the vice president of Tianheng Society gets beaten just the same!
Lin Chuan looked back at Han Zheng.
"Are you going to pay or not?"
Han Zheng shook his head vigorously and hurriedly opened his wristband.
"I'll give it!"
"I'll give it right now!"
Fearing that if he was a bit slow, he too would fly down from the seventh floor, Han Zheng transferred eighteen million to Lin Chuan on the spot.
Ding!
[Your account has received: 18,000,000 yuan.]
Looking at the arrival notification, Lin Chuan only then nodded in satisfaction.
"If you had been this straightforward earlier, it would've been over."
"You just had to make me beat you one by one, what were you even aiming for?"