chsdbacks Chapter 21 was just one point away.
Chapter 21 was just one point away.
Every punch is being adjusted, optimized, and used to make the force chain smoother and more integrated.
When Lin Yan threw his hundredth punch, a faint layer of heat began to appear on his fist.
It's not sweat, it's blood and qi.
The blood and qi seep out from the body and coat the fist like an invisible film.
[Basic Body Training (Beginner) (311/500)]
Lin Yan stopped and looked at his fist.
His fist was red and swollen, and the skin was broken, but he didn't feel any pain.
He only felt excited.
For the next three days, Lin Yan did not leave that deep mountain.
He practiced boxing during the day and breathing exercises at night. When he was hungry, he picked wild fruits, and when he was thirsty, he drank mountain spring water.
Zhou Kaiquan and Su Wenyuan did not reappear, but Lin Yan knew they had not left.
【Guanshan】Occasionally, you can catch a glimpse of their presence, sometimes near, sometimes far, like two patient wolves waiting for their prey to make a mistake.
On the evening of the third day, the weather changed.
Dark clouds pressed in from the north, layer upon layer, like a thick quilt covering the sky completely.
The wind was strong, making the tree branches rustle.
Lin Yan stood on a mountain ridge, watching the sky grow darker and darker, when suddenly an idea came to him.
rainstorm.
This is his best chance.
The heavy rain will wash away all traces, cover up all sounds, and make it impossible for those two people to move an inch in the mountains.
He grew up in these mountains and could walk there with his eyes closed.
Lin Yan turned around and walked to the other side of the ridge.
He deliberately stepped in several places where he could easily leave footprints, then turned into a side ditch and hid behind a bush.
It started raining.
First a few drops, then more and more, denser and denser, soon forming lines, forming a curtain.
The world was a vast expanse of white, and nothing could be seen.
Lin Yan crouched behind the bushes, soaked to the bone, but he didn't move.
He is waiting.
Wait for those two people to appear.
After waiting for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, two blurry figures appeared in the rain.
Zhou Kaiquan and Su Wenyuan.
The two climbed over from the other side of the ridge and followed Lin Yan's footprints to the mouth of the ravine.
Zhou Kaiquan stood at the entrance of the ditch, glanced inside, but did not go in.
He turned to look at Su Wenyuan, and the two exchanged a few words, but their voices were drowned out by the rain, so Lin Yan couldn't hear them.
Then Su Wenyuan nodded and turned to walk in another direction.
Zhou Kaiquan entered the ravine alone.
Lin Yan's heart started racing.
The fact that the two of them walked separately indicated that they no longer wanted to be led around in circles by Lin Yan and wanted to outflank him from different directions.
This is a good thing for him.
Separating them means he can deal with them one by one.
Lin Yan emerged from behind the bushes and silently followed Su Wenyuan through the rain.
Su Wenyuan walked very slowly. The rain was so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and the ground was all muddy. He took each step very carefully.
He was unfamiliar with the mountains and, without Zhou Kaiquan to guide him, the journey was extremely difficult.
Lin Yan followed behind him, less than twenty steps away.
The sound of rain drowned out everything.
Su Wenyuan was completely unaware.
Lin Yan took out the dagger he had taken from Wang Agou from his pocket and held it in his hand.
The icy rainwater trickled down the blade of the dagger.
He took a deep breath and quickened his pace.
Ten steps.
Five steps.
Three steps.
Su Wenyuan suddenly stopped, as if he sensed something, and turned around sharply.
Lin Yan had already reached him.
The dagger pierced Su Wenyuan's chest, going through his ribs and disappearing down to the hilt.
Su Wenyuan's eyes widened, his mouth opened, as if he wanted to shout.
Lin Yan covered his mouth with her other hand.
Su Wenyuan's body twitched twice, then went limp.
Lin Yan put him on the ground, pulled out a dagger, and wiped the blood off his clothes.
Then he stood up, turned around, and walked towards the fork in the road.
Next up is Zhou Kaiquan.
Zhou Kaiquan walked for a long time in the ravine, and the more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.
Lin Yan's footprints ended here, as if they had vanished into thin air.
He stopped and looked around.
The rain was so heavy that visibility was only a few meters, and you couldn't see anything at all.
Zhou Kaiquan frowned, a sense of unease welling up inside him.
He'd been in this line of work for over a decade, and this feeling had never lied to him.
dangerous.
Zhou Kaiquan turned around and walked back.
When he reached the crossroads, he saw a person standing in the rain.
Lin Yan.
Soaked to the bone, hair plastered to his face, he held a dagger in his right hand and let his left hand hang naturally at his sides, standing in the rain like a nail driven into the ground.
Zhou Kaiquan stopped and looked at him.
"Where is Accountant Su?" he asked.
"He's dead," Lin Yan said.
Zhou Kaiquan's eyes darkened.
"You killed him?"
"Um."
Zhou Kaiquan was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"You're bolder than I thought."
Lin Yan didn't speak, she just looked at him.
Zhou Kaiquan looked him up and down, then suddenly asked an interesting question: "You've reached the rank of Martial Artist?"
Lin Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhou Kaiquan with a heavy expression.
Zhou Kaiquan stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.
No wonder.
He looked up at Lin Yan and said with interest, "No wonder you dared to come to find me alone."
This time, Zhou Kaiquan took a step forward, and his imposing aura pressed down once more.
This time, however, Lin Yan did not back down.
His [View of the Mountain] was not suppressed by that aura. For Lin Yan now, Zhou Kai's aura was not as unbearable as before.
For the past three days, he has been training on the edge of life and death.
In such an environment, people progress very quickly.
Every punch, every breath, every movement of blood and qi is accomplished under this pressure.
Now, his [Basic Body Tempering] skill has reached over 400 points.
It's just one last hurdle away from being accepted as a product.
Zhou Kaiquan took another step, now less than ten steps away from Lin Yan.
"Kid, I don't care what you practice or where you got your skills," Zhou Kaiquan said, "but you're not leaving today."
Lin Yan gripped the dagger tightly, exerting force from the soles of his feet, the power rising from the ground, passing through his legs, waist, back, shoulders, and arms—
A stab was thrust out.
This stab was not the kind of scattered, chaotic thrusts he used to make.
With this strike, all the strength in the body was twisted into a single rope, flowing from the soles of the feet all the way to the tip of the blade.
Zhou Kaiquan dodged to the side and struck Lin Yan's wrist with a palm.
Lin Yan twisted his wrist, turning the dagger from a stab into a slash, aiming for Zhou Kaiquan's throat.
Zhou Kaiquan leaned back to avoid it, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
This stab doesn't look like something an unskilled person could deliver.
Lin Yan gave him no time to react, and the second stab followed immediately, then the third, the fourth, and the fifth.
Each strike was faster and more ruthless than the last.
He wasn't just sparring with Zhou Kaiquan; he was risking his life.
Every cut was aimed at vital points—throat, heart, eyes—not a single one was missed.
Zhou Kaiquan took five steps back before finally regaining his balance and punched Lin Yan in the chest.
Lin Yan couldn't dodge and took the punch head-on.
The force of the punch was astonishing, like being hit by a bull. Lin Yan was sent flying, crashing into the mud and sliding more than ten feet away.
He lay on the ground, wracked with chest pain, his mouth filled with the taste of blood.
Two ribs were broken.
Zhou Kaiquan walked over, stood in front of him, and looked down at him.
"Just a little short," Zhou Kaiquan said. "It's such a pity, just a tiny bit short."