Martial Hero Rebirth

sorry it came out rather late.

System Notification:

Defeated an old disciple, awarded 1,000 combat experience points.

Lin Yi didn't pay any attention to the old disciple who came up on the stage. He was concentrated wholly on the system panel. Seeing the notification that he had obtained another 1,000 experience points, a trace of smile curled up on the youth's mouth.

"Laugh? What are you laughing at? Are you looking down on me?"

The old disciple who went up on the stage was enraged. Seeing the smile on the youth's mouth, the old disciple felt he was ridiculed and disregarded. The rage in his chest was as if about to burn him whole, causing him to gasp for breath and his eyes becoming red.

Lin Yi shot him a glance, but didn't said anything.

Keep going with your trash talk, I'll just reap my experience points.

(大有一种你放你的嘴炮，我拿我的经验之范。 I'm not exactly clear with this either so this is my guess.)

His face remained indifferently.

The old disciple almost blew his top!

Being disregarded by Lin Yi and stared with ridicule gazes of numerous new disciples.

He couldn't maintain his detached and aloof look from before anymore.

"Audacious brat, let me try you out!"

The old disciple let out a roar, unsheathed his sword and stroke towards Lin Yi.

He didn't proceed according to the sparring procedures and didn't care about his face anymore.

Waves of mocks resounded from the new disciples.

"What a thick face!"

"Shameless to the extremity!"

"Now I know what the aspect that the old disciples are stronger than us is, which is thick-faced. No matter how we practise, we will never reach that degree!"

"What an abominable group of old disciples. When they are bullying us, their tones are so light. Now that one of them has been defeated by Senior Brother Lin Yi, they turn hostile suddenly and don't want their faces anymore. How unsightly!"

"Pei, to think I addressed them as senior brothers just now. How disgusting. These shameless disciples are a group of old farts!"

(老不死 [lit. old but just won't die] is a disrespectful way of addressing a senior whom you despise. The closest I can find is old farts or old bastards.)

"That's right. Let's call them old farts!"

The old disciple who was on the stage, heard the discussions by the new disciples, felt ashamed and enraged. His countenance was extremely ugly.

However, he didn't withdraw his sword. Instead, he charged with an even faster speed.

He wanted to defeat the youth before him. That way, the new disciples wouldn't dare to rebel against them!

It was all because of this youth, causing the old disciples to lose all their faces and ridiculed by the new disciples.

Staring at Lin Yi, the old disciple's hatred against him increased exponentially suddenly.

Even though he saw the vicious glare of the second old disciple, Lin Yi's expression didn't change at all.

His expressionless face practically disregarded the old disciple's unsightly face and gaze filled with hatred.

There were only experience points in his eyes!

To him, the old disciple was merely a humanoid experience points. As for humanoid experience points, whether his countenance was enraged or filled with hatred, did it have anything to do with Lin Yi?

What he had to do was only to defeat the humanoid experience points and obtain the experience points.

If the old disciple knew that was what Lin Yi's thoughts, he would surely go crazy from anger.

…….

The second old disciple, as if an arrow which had left the bow, thrust his sword at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's eyebrows furrowed.

Advanced Stage of Huashan Swordplay.

Advanced Stage of Huashan Movement Technique.

Even more, both of them almost reached Perfection Stage.

What a vicious and tricky attack.

This old disciple is strong indeed!

Be it his martial arts mastery or combat experiences, he vastly surpassed the first old disciple.

What an interesting opponent.

With a smile, Lin Yi grabbed his sword sheath.

With a "xiu" sound, the sword had left its sheath and its hilt was held by Lin Yi.

Raising his sword, the sword tip slanted towards the old disciple's sword tip.

Clank!

The vicious and tricky attack by the old disciple was blocked just like that with no difficulty.

…….

"Hm?"

The old disciple was flabbergasted and looked at Lin Yi. His heart felt apprehensive.

He was clear on how difficult it was to block his previous attack.

It wasn't just a simple attack.

It contained his comprehension towards martial arts. It was also one of his three killing moves.

Countless lower courtyard disciples had been defeated under this attack of his.

This attack, whether its speed, its tricky attack angle, or its trajectory had reached a certain level.

It could be rated as an upper tier move.

(堪称上上之招。 It isn't exactly a kind of grading.)

Within the groups of people who had reached advanced mastery, this attack was practically couldn't be blocked.

Yet, Lin Yi blocked it!

He blocked it!

The old disciple sucked in a deep breath. His crazed glare was gradually disappearing. His countenance became serious. His overflowing hatred had disappeared as well.

One of his killing moves was blocked. He didn't dare to despise Lin Yi, whom he thought had defeated the previous old disciple by luck, anymore.

This was reality. Merely seeing with own eyes and not exchanging blows directly, could cause one to misjudge someone easily.

As if perceiving Lin Yi as an formidable opponent, the old disciple didn't dare to use his killing moves recklessly anymore.

Employing Huashan Swordplay, the old disciple contended with Lin Yi.

Each steps and attacks displayed his shrewd and ruthless experience.

…….

"Eh?"

Seeing the old disciple was able to perceive that his own strength couldn't be despised, retracting his hatred and anger to fight steadily.

Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh that Huashan indeed live up to its reputation as a major sect. Even a lower courtyard disciple was so experienced in fighting.

But the choice of the old disciple to fight steadily was just what Lin Yi wanted.

He didn't want the old disciple to fight only by using his killing moves.

If it turned out that way, even if Lin Yi tried to hide his strength, he would expose it eventually.

If he could block against all the killing moves and had a watertight defence, who would dare to think that Lin Yi only had measly strength and won by luck by exhausting his opponent?

If he exposed his strength, scaring away the old disciples, that wouldn't be fun anymore.

Who would deliver experience points to him then?

Even though it was only a thousand experience points, but no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. With experience points hard to come by, Lin Yi would feel heartache.

…….

On the stage, the old disciple and Lin Yi was still fighting.

The old disciple was the main attacker. The way he used Huashan Swordplay was incomparably experienced and wasn't restrained to only using the eleven stances. He was able to change his attack anytime to face his opponent.

This broadened the new disciples' horizons and made them infatuated.

Lin Yi, however, was still defending like before. No matter what attacks the old disciple used, he was able to defend against them.

"Wah wah, this old disciple is so strong. Look at his experienced attacks; they are much better than the previous old disciple. I wonder if Senior Brother Lin Yi is able to defeat him. Now that I think about it, Senior Brother Lin Yi must be facing a great pressure. Though the old disciple is arrogant, he does indeed have the skill to back it up."

"Hmph, he is strong indeed. But Senior Brother Lin Yi is stronger. Can't you see that no matter how wonderful the attacks were, how many killing moves being unleashed, Senior Brother is able to defend against all of them. Heh heh, people always say there are inevitable slips while defending. But have you seen Senior Brother Lin Yi making mistakes? Though he was surrounded by perils, Senior Brother Lin Yi hasn't made any mistakes, not even once! Who the stronger and the weaker are, can you see it now?"

"What a great analysis! Listening to your words, Senior Brother Lin Yi is strong indeed!"

"Hehe, that is only natural. You have also seen many of Senior Brother Lin Yi's battle before. Which counterattack of his wasn't incisive? It would draw blood each time it was unleashed. A sure-kill move!"

"Yeah, Senior Brother Lin Yi is strong indeed. He sure lives up his reputation as the number one among us, the new disciples!"

Looking at the intense battle between the two of them, the new disciples below started to discuss among themselves. All of them gazed at Lin Yi with a worship look. They straighten their waists and were proud of themselves.

…….

"He is about to lose!"

Yu Hai commented indifferently.

"How do you know it?" Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at Yu Hai with doubt.

Yu Hai sneered, "One, his spurt of energy. Two, he is becoming weaker. Three, exhaustion. He has launched a number of attacks and all of them were blocked by Senior Brother Lin Yi. After attacking for so long without any success, his mind would be in disorder. Once his mind is in disorder, defeat isn't far away from him!"

As Yu Hai finished his words, the old disciple on the stage used his Advanced Stage Huashan Swordplay. He gradually became more sluggish and his attacks were as smooth as before. The flaws he exposed were also increasing, so much so that his situation couldn't be salvaged anymore.

Lin Yi shook his head as his eyes flickered.

He took a step forward and aimed his sword at the old disciple's chest.

The old disciple hadn't even took his breath and was late by half a beat in defending, causing Lin Yi's attack to rest on his shoulder.

The second old disciple had lost!

Lin Yi had won!

He had won two matches!

"Eh?"

"Yu Hai is divine indeed. He can even predict this!"

Jiang Xiaoyu was surprised as he raised his thumb at Yu Hai.

"Haha, if you look at it earnestly, you can do it as well!" Yu Hai laughed heartily.

"Hmph, flaunt some more!" Jiang Xiaoyu snorted.

…….

"I have lost!"

The old disciple, with his unsightly look, looked at the three foot long green sword on his shoulder. The sword light gave off a cold feeling. With a bitter face, the old disciple shook his head, cupped his hands and left the stage.

Lin Yi smiled, yet his attention was on the system panel.

System Notification:

Defeated an old disciple, awarded 1,000 combat experience points.

Yet another thousand experience points. Lin Yi was very happy.

"This new disciple Lin Yi is quite strange. I don't know if I found out his real strength. You'd better be careful when you are up on stage." After the old disciple left the stage, he reminded the last old disciple who hadn't gone up to the stage.

"I will face him. No matter what, he is someone Senior Brother Shangguan decided to oppress. No matter how gifted he is, he isn't Senior Brother Shangguan's match. It doesn't matter if we lost. At most, we will just lose face in front of these new disciples. What's most important is that we have to find out the limit of his abilities! So that Senior Brother Shangguan could arrange stronger disciples to oppress him."

The third old disciple smiled indifferently. He didn't care so much about his win or loss.

Having stayed in Huashan for four years, he had seen too many new disciples.

The real geniuses would be able to improve rapidly.

Using "advance by leaps and bounds" to describe them wasn't an exaggeration.

He had gotten used to be defeated by those geniuses.

As long as he could find out the limit of the abilities of those geniuses and report them back to Senior Brother Shangguan, Senior Brother Shangguan would dispatch stronger disciples to oppress them.

No matter how gifted those geniuses were, all of them were defeated by the old disciples.

That was because, among the old disciples, there was Senior Brother Shangguan.

"Let me face you!"

The third old disciple, with a stamp of foot, leapt up to the stage like a bird. He unsheathed his sword and said indifferently.