Facing these two Qi Sea Realm death-row inmates, anyone else would have been scared to death. But in Lin Yun’s eyes, there was nothing but pure rage.
"Doesn’t the Academy Steward care about the life and death of students? Where are the experts guarding the Battle Arena?" Lin Yun imdiately roared at his surroundings.
However, no one answered him. The Stewards had already vanished, leaving only a crowd of students staring dumbfounded at the unfolding situation on the stage.
His shout confird his suspicions. At the sa ti, he knew who was behind this. It was Tang Wushuang again. In that instant, Lin Yun’s killing intent for Tang Wushuang erupted without restraint.
The potential exposure of his identity, his connection to a collateral branch of the Royal Family—none of that mattered to Lin Yun. Tang Wushuang had tried to kill him ti and ti again. Lin Yun had no intention of enduring it any longer.
A person’s patience has its limits. Even if killing Tang Wushuang ant his identity would be exposed, he was willing to pay the price.
Having fallen completely into Tang Wushuang’s death trap, Yue Xiuchuan, who was hiding in a corner, sneered. "Lin Shan, this day next year will be your death anniversary. You can rest in peace. Eldest Young Master Tang will take good care of Lu Bingning for you."
His rage reached its peak, yet Lin Yun’s aura slowly retracted. To the surrounding students, it looked as if he had given up all resistance.
However, in the eyes of the two death-row inmates, Lin Yun’s aura hadn’t retracted at all. It was rely concealed by his killing intent. At this mont, the killing intent emanating from Lin Yun was so tangible that even these two, who had shed countless blood, couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts.
"I’ll give you one last chance. Tell who the mastermind is. Otherwise, you die." Lin Yun’s voice was calm, almost frighteningly so.
At first, the two inmates were stunned. The Lin Yun before them was like a God of Slaughter, projecting an aura that promised death to any god or buddha who stood in his way.
But on second thought, ’We’re Qi Sea Realm Martial Artists now. How could we possibly have a reason to fear a student at the Sixth Layer of the Opening Realm?’
At this thought, the two quickly composed themselves, a look of contempt on their faces. "Kid, knowing too much won’t do you any good. All you need to know is that today, your death is certain."
"In that case, you can die first," Lin Yun said softly.
As he spoke, his Space Ring flashed, and the Overlord Spear suddenly appeared in his hand.
’I can’t use my Battle Intent. Although bringing out the Overlord Spear now is also dangerous, I have no other choice against two Qi Sea Realm death-row inmates. If it cos to the worst, I’ll just have to go on the run again.’
Saying no more, with the Overlord Spear in hand, a tyrannical aura erupted from Lin Yun. For a fleeting mont, the two death-row inmates felt as if they were facing an Emperor who ruled over the All Realms.
"Red Fla Spear Technique!" With a furious roar, Lin Yun was the first to attack.
Facing two death-row inmates at the Second Layer of Qi Sea Realm, Lin Yun advanced instead of retreating. Watching the battle erupt once more on the Martial Arts Arena, the crowd of students gasped.
At the sa ti, they were desperate to see how it would end. Would Lin Yun be killed, or would he create another miracle? Although the possibility was slim, the crowd still held onto that fantasy.
Wielding the Overlord Spear, Lin Yun beca incredibly sharp and nacing. Back when he first obtained the Overlord Spear, Lin Yun had sensed its inner voice.
"Overlord Spear, the tyrant among weapons. An overlord fears not to battle the heavens, nor to battle the earth."
And that was precisely what Lin Yun was doing now. With his Cultivation at the Sixth Layer of Opening, he fought two Martial Artists at the Second Layer of the Qi Sea Realm alone. Not only did he not retreat, but his attacks ca wave after wave, each more ferocious than the last.
"Overlord Spear, help slay them both! Red Fla Spear Technique!" Lin Yun roared as the three of them clashed head-on.
As if sensing the killing intent in Lin Yun’s heart, the Overlord Spear in his hand began to vibrate violently. A feeling of perfect synergy with the spear grew within Lin Yun, as if the Overlord Spear had beco an extension of his own arm.
As this feeling intensified, Lin Yun’s use of the Overlord Spear beca as natural as a fish in water. Although he was no match for the two death-row inmates in terms of raw strength, it wouldn’t be so easy for them to defeat him.
"Damn it, how is this kid’s Spear Technique so formidable?" one of the inmates cursed.
"Less talk! We have to kill him with everything we’ve got. This kid is too much of a freak. We can’t let this drag on," the other one said.
The three fought fiercely. The Overlord Spear in Lin Yun’s hand was filled with a tyrannical aura, focused purely on offense with no defense. Although several of their attacks landed on Lin Yun, he, relying on his Flawless Flesh Body, was fearless. Trading injury for injury, he left nurous wounds on them in return.
Fighting two opponents at the Second Layer of Qi Sea Realm all by himself—the surrounding students had gone completely wild. ’With such Combat Power, he could probably rank in the top ten even in the Genius Class, right?’
At this mont, even the usually arrogant students of the Elite Class looked at Lin Yun with awe. At the sa ti, so uninford students wondered, ’With such strength, why is he only in a regular class?’
After the fierce battle, Lin Yun stood on the Martial Arts Arena, spear in hand. His green robes were stained red with blood, and trickles of blood lined the corners of his mouth.
And yet, this battered appearance was t with extre gravity in the eyes of the two death-row inmates. Only after fighting Lin Yun did they realize he wasn’t just powerful—he was utterly ruthless.
Whenever they attacked, he never chose to defend, always opting to trade blows and injuries.
At first, they dared to match him. But as their own injuries grew more severe, fear slowly began to surface in their hearts.
In a duel between Martial Artists, courage plays a huge role. Once fear sets in, it’s almost the sa as losing all your Combat Power.
Covered in blood, Lin Yun was like a proud, lone Divine Dragon. Though heavily injured, he still stood defiantly, as if looking down upon the entire world.
Glancing at his Overlord Spear, Lin Yun suddenly burst out laughing. "HAHA! Tang Wushuang, you want to kill ? With these two pieces of trash? Is that even possible? I, Lin Shan, swear that as long as I live, I will one day take your head, Tang Wushuang!"
Lin Yun didn’t hold back at all, shouting Tang Wushuang’s na for all to hear. He believed his words would definitely reach Tang Wushuang’s ears.
As his laughter faded, Lin Yun’s gaze fell upon the two death-row inmates once more. "Now, to send you on your way."
Stared down by Lin Yun, one of the inmates cursed, "Damn it! If I had a weapon, I could definitely kill this kid!"
Just as his words fell, two large sabers fell from the sky. Although they were only Mortal Soldiers, they were exactly what the two n needed at this mont.
Watching the sabers fall from the sky, Lin Yun’s gaze grew even colder. This was no longer just a setup; this was a blatant, public attempt on his life.
Looking up at the sky, Lin Yun knew this had to be the work of a Primordial Ocean Realm expert. No one else would dare to do sothing so brazenly in public.
"Kid, today your death is certain. You can only bla yourself for becoming Wushuang’s Heart Demon," Tang Wushuang’s master said slowly from the sky.
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