Situ Yufeng’s expression wasn’t any better. When distributing keys at Qinglan Garden, he had disdainfully refrained from confronting Lin Tian, considering him a small figure. Yet, this insignificant person in his eyes had repelled an Innate Expert.
"Impossible, it must be impossible, Ji Zimo will definitely defeat him!" Situ Ruoling shook her head blankly, unwilling to accept it.
Ji Zimo seed to hear her inner voice and suddenly clenched his fists, his aura skyrocketing abruptly.
"Holy, Heaven, Seal!"
Ji Zimo uttered three words, pausing between each, as his montum rose, his hands forming a strange seal in front of him. He then lifted it, resembling an Emperor taking up the imperial Seal before pressing it down.
The Emperor lifts the Seal, acting on behalf of heaven!
The overwhelming force bore down, carrying the boundless majesty of an Emperor, subjugating everything in its path. Among the Ancient Martial Artists present, those with slightly lower willpower and Ancient Martial Realm dared not raise their heads under this pressure.
Lin Tian opened up the entirety of his defenses, allowing his soul to keenly sense the essence of the "Holy Heaven Seal," inspired suddenly to exclaim: "The teor descends, entrusted by heaven, longevity and prosperity for all ti."
Legend has it that before Emperor Qin Shi Huang ascended to the throne, a teor fell from the sky. Upon excavation, eight naturally ford characters were found, "entrusted by heaven, longevity and prosperity for all ti."
This indicated that Ying Zheng possessed heavenly-granted imperial power, dismantling old systems, unifying the lands, and establishing a new era—the beginning of the feudal dynasty, with Emperor Qin Shi Huang as the pioneer, the first to be crowned Emperor.
Lin Tian unleashed the teor Burst, yet its significance shifted—from charging forward, igniting everything—to symbolizing the breaking of old systems and establishing a new dynasty.
The teor Burst underwent this transformation due to Lin Tian’s inspiration from the "Holy Heaven Seal." Since the Holy Heaven Seal represented imperial majesty, the teor Burst represented breaking this majesty to establish a new era.
Lin Tian’s "teor Burst" resembled the wheels of history, rolling forward, crushing everything, reducing all old matters to dust, becoming specks in the sands of ti.
In a distant pavilion, a striking woman stood by the window. If Lin Tian were here, he would discover that the woman was Ning Luoxi, also present at Qingshuang Pavilion.
She was presently gazing at the battle in the square. When she saw Lin Tian unleash the "teor Burst" and felt the new essence, her eyes imdiately glittered with strange brilliance.
"Lin Tian is truly gifted, able to unleash the teor Burst with such essence, completely different from the original." Ning Luoxi was imnsely shocked; she had taught Lin Tian the teor Burst, but it seed Lin Tian had now surpassed his master.
Not only surpassing her, but seemingly catching up with the creator of the teor Burst.
With a "boom," the fists of both individuals collided. Upon contact, Lin Tian’s force surged forward like a forest, shattering everything before him. Ji Zimo’s "Holy Heaven Seal" instantly dispersed upon touch.
Lin Tian’s power was overwhelming, breaking through all barriers in an instant, landing a punch on Ji Zimo’s chest, causing Ji Zimo’s pupils to dilate rapidly as his entire body flew uncontrollably backward, crashing into the crowd.
Ancient Martial Artists scrambled to avoid him. Those who reacted slower and failed to evade were imdiately knocked flying. Ji Zimo knocked several people out in succession, penetrating the crowd before crashing into a huge rock next to the square.
With a "bang," Ji Zimo crashed into the rock, bounced back, rolled a few tis on the ground, and finally stopped. After stopping, he lay motionless, life or death unknown.
Silence enveloped the scene; with just one punch, Lin Tian rendered the Innate Expert Ji Zimo in a life-and-death crisis, leaving those who mocked Lin Tian as overconfident now utterly embarrassed.
"Zimo..." Mr. Ji reacted, quickly running over to check his condition.
"Lin Tian actually won!" Ling Shuiyao’s mouth gaped open as she stared at Lin Tian, so shocked she forgot to close it, causing crystalline drool to nearly drip out.
"Cough, cough, Shuiyao, watch your drool." Ling Zishan reminded helplessly, seemingly having already anticipated such an outco, the most composed among them.
Ling Shuiyao hastily closed her mouth, subconsciously wiping it, discovering her palm had so moisture, but the little girl felt no embarrassnt, nonchalantly saying, "Lin Tian is getting more interesting; how co I never noticed such fun people in the Ancient Martial World before?"
In the Situ family’s ranks, Situ Yufeng seed too shaken internally, failing to notice retreating three steps with a very grim expression. On this outing, he experienced an unprecedented blow; a seemingly ordinary person without a sect, family, or influence turned out to be stronger than him.
Situ Ruoling’s expression was rather peculiar, quite complex; perhaps even she hadn’t fully grasped her thoughts.
"Rest assured, he won’t die; his Protective Gang Qi saved his life," Lin Tian said flatly.
If Lin Tian exerted full effort, he could kill Ji Zimo, but he didn’t. Comparatively, Ji Zimo wasn’t as detestable as Mr. Ji.
Upon hearing Lin Tian’s words, Mr. Ji shot up, his face extrely grim: "Good for you, Lin Tian. In a re contest, you attacked so brutally, such cruel intent. I believe you’re the Evil Demon infiltrating the Ancient Martial World."
Just having thought of Mr. Ji’s obnoxiousness, his words indeed ignited imdiate anger; Lin Tian coldly looked at him, mocking: "I’ve heard the Ji family is supposedly the legitimate lineage of Ancient Martial; so this is what legitimacy ans, standing on moral high ground, and winning titles by slandering others. So damn grand, huh!"
Lin Tian was genuinely enraged. Otherwise, he wouldn’t curse in front of revered Aunt Wang, especially before so many Ancient Martial Artists. But Mr. Ji’s words truly infuriated him.
"You cannot speak of the Ji family like that!" Mr. Ji righteously protested.
Yet this righteousness seed laughable to Lin Tian, who paid no mind to Mr. Ji’s piercing gaze, coldly responding: "In an Ancient Martial contest, injuries are inevitable; today, my strength prevailed, knocking him unconscious. If my strength didn’t suffice, would I be vomiting blood from Ji Zimo’s blows? Your Ji family’s double standards are downright ridiculous; only your Ji family may wound others, while not a hair on your heads may be touched!"
"I never said that...," Mr. Ji’s eyes flickered, his deanor a bit unnatural, yet he stubbornly maintained his facade.
"Heh..." Lin Tian scoffed disdainfully at him, retorting: "You didn’t say that, you just acted accordingly. The Holy Heaven Seal used by Ji Zimo, if I’m not mistaken, is a high-level Ancient Martial technique, right?"
Mr. Ji didn’t respond, but Ling Zishan voiced loudly: "The Holy Heaven Seal is a high-level Ancient Martial technique derived from the Ji family’s Emperor Heart Technique, stronger than typical high-level techniques. People often say it’s a finishing move, and against an average Ancient Martial Artist, it could prove fatal."
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