Chapter 64: Chapter 64 The Threat of Shengtian Sect
“Outnumber us in battle?” Hearing Lin Qian’s request, Ding Zhirong and the other three looked at him with bewildered expressions.
Qin Wushuang and Lei Heng were also taken aback, feeling that Lin Qian was being too arrogant.
Ding Zhirong, Zhao Haiming, Li Letian, and Wang Lanxin were some of the strongest Inner Sect Disciples of the Wanxiang Sect at present.
Even if Lin Qian had some strength, taking on the four of them at the same time wouldn’t be so easy, would it?
The only people present, Wei Wushuang and Lei Qian, did not show surprise in their eyes and had no reaction.
This was because they deeply knew just how terrifying Lin Qian’s true strength was.
“Are you sure you want to fight one against four?” Li Letian looked at Lin Qian in amazement and asked uncertainly.
Lin Qian nodded to the four in front of him, affirming, “Come at me without worry, it’s fine.”
The four exchanged glances; then they dispersed, stepping back a few paces, as Soul Power gradually surged forth within their bodies, converging around them.
Elemental Artifact Heart and Elemental Components appeared before the four, readying their Elemental Weapon Armament.
Meanwhile, Lin Qian, standing opposite to the four, observed carefully.
Ding Zhirong’s Soul Power was metallic, and his Elemental Weapon Armament was a long spear.
Zhao Haiming’s Soul Power was earth, and his Elemental Weapon Armament was a heavy sword.
Both Li Letian and Wang Lanxin had wind Soul Power, and their Elemental Weapon Armament were remarkably similar thin swords.
The roaring sound of thunder erupted as Soul Power, carrying the hue of reddish-gold thunder, appeared and circulated throughout his body, bursting forth with a domineering aura.
Lin Qian extended his hand towards them and beckoned, signaling the four to attack.
Rushing out first was Ding Zhirong, with the most formidable offensive strength.
The tip of his spear, glittering with golden light, pierced through the air, aiming for Lin Qian’s face at an astonishing speed.
Right after Ding Zhirong’s strike, Zhao Haiming followed suit, his hands holding the heavy sword as he swung it horizontally toward Lin Qian’s waist.
Facing the joint attack of the two, Lin Qian remained composed, his hands covered in Thunder Soul Power, as he reached out directly in front of him.
Lin Qian’s left hand passed over the spearhead to grab the shaft, while his right hand grasped the sword blade, pulling fiercely backward.
At the same time, Ding Zhirong and Zhao Haiming both felt an immense force transmitting through their Elemental Weapons, incapable of resisting.
Unable to withstand the overwhelming force, they stumbled forward, pulled by the long spear and heavy sword in their hands.
Lin Qian’s eyes suddenly focused as his arms erupted with power, flinging Ding Zhirong and Zhao Haiming into the air and sending them flying.
The sound of cleaving air was followed by Lin Qian’s sudden disappearance from the spot, rushing up to Li Letian and striking his abdomen with a knee.
In Li Letian’s eyes, he only saw a streak of reddish-gold lightning appear, followed by a fierce impact to his abdomen. Pain swept through his body as he was sent flying backward.
Li Letian’s trajectory happened to intersect with Wang Lanxin, who was still standing in place, dazed and failing to grasp the situation.
Li Letian crashed solidly into Wang Lanxin, pinning her down beneath him.
“You haven’t pushed your Soul Power to its limit, and you’re still trying to test me?” Lin Qian shook his head repeatedly as he watched the four people climb up from the ground, “No need to use soul skills, just rely on the most basic Soul Power and physical body, exert your strongest strength.”
The four people, standing upright, now looked at Lin Qian with changed expressions, becoming entirely solemn.
“Attack!” Ding Zhirong shouted, and the four of them charged at Lin Qian in the center simultaneously.
Different colors of Soul Power burst forth in the courtyard in an instant.
In just a few moments, Ding Zhirong was kicked and sent flying by Lin Qian, crashing into Zhao Haiming.
Li Letian and Wang Lanxin, who were attacking from both sides, were also hit squarely in the face by Lin Qian’s fists, forcing them to step back repeatedly, holding their noses as blood seeped through their fingers.
“Is this the extent of your abilities? Continue!” Lin Qian frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the performance of the four.
This expression of Lin Qian’s seemed to provoke the four, making them rush forward again.
The outcome was self-evident, Lin Qian dealt with all four with overwhelming strength.
As Lin Qian was surrounded, he faced the four attacks with composure, using terrifying force to blast them away.
“Qianer, have you been sparring with Lin Qian every day at Maoqing Mountain?” Lei Heng asked Lei Qian in amazement at the scene unfolding before him.
Watching the four being one-sidedly bullied by Lin Qian, Lei Qian replied with schadenfreude, “Of course, back then the boss was even tougher, giving me an extra kick even if I was down on the ground. These four guys are lucky.”
Seeing Ding Zhirong and the others being mistreated, Lei Qian’s eyes showed a nostalgic look; he had been the same in front of Lin Qian at first.
Lei Heng suddenly murmured with realization, “Now I understand why you came back covered in bruises every day.”
“But Lin Qian’s combat experience is just too seasoned, as if he’s been through hundreds of battles!” Qin Wushuang looked at his nephew, as if seeing him for the first time.
“I’m also surprised, this kid seems to have a natural aptitude for battle,” Wei Wushuang said as he watched Lin Qian, sighing, “When I first taught him, he always mastered the skills the fastest and integrated them.”
“What, he wasn’t trained by Brother?” Upon hearing this, Qin Wushuang was astonished, turning to look at Wei Wushuang, and so was Lei Heng beside him.
Wei Wushuang, known as War Emperor, was so named because he was extremely skilled at fighting.
In the minds of Qin Wushuang and Lei Heng, Lin Qian’s combat ability must have been honed by Wei Wushuang.
“No, the first time I taught Lin Qian, I realized that this kid was naturally a battle-hardened warrior, it’s just that his fighting style was a bit odd, as if it didn’t fit in with this world,” Wei Wushuang said slowly as he stared at Lin Qian, “It wasn’t until after my guidance that Lin Qian gradually integrated his strange battle experience with what I taught him.”
Qin Wushuang and Lei Heng were amazed at Wei Wushuang’s words.
They didn’t know that in Lin Qian’s previous life, the fantasy Empire MMO not only featured nation wars but also player-versus-player ranked battles.
And Lin Qian himself was particularly fond of ranked battles, enjoying the one-on-one and five-on-five fights between players.
The strange combat experience Wei Wushuang mentioned was accumulated by Lin Qian from his gaming battles.
The fight was over, and Ding Zhirong and the other three were beaten and lying on the ground, unable to get up, while Lin Qian stood in the center, not out of breath, smiling as he withdrew his Soul Power.
Just at this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly spoke, “Shengtian Sect is demanding Wanxiang Sect give up our spot in the Middle Ages ruins to them, threatening that if we don’t agree, none of the disciples we send will return.”
“If we relinquish the spot, where does that leave Wanxiang Sect’s dignity? If we don’t, the strength of Shengtian Sect’s disciples this time is indeed unfathomable, which could put your lives at risk.”
“To send six weak disciples just to save face would make us the laughingstock of the entire Coastal State.”
“Lin Qian, this time your uncle is placing all his bets on you,” Qin Wushuang said gravely as he looked at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian smiled softly, “Uncle, I do have a suggestion!”
I’m not in good shape these days. As an apology, I will update four times daily from Monday to Friday next week.