Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction

Ning Guisheng had a wild smile on his face, his stern demeanor tinged with ferocity.

But to his surprise, the thin young man opposite him showed little panic.

"Vice President Ning, you came after all."

Lin Yuan smiled faintly, calmly looking at the other person.

If there was anyone in the Xuri Martial Academy who wanted him dead, Ning Guisheng was definitely among them.

Contrary to his expectations, as soon as Lin Yuan showed a slight flaw, the other party couldn't wait to make an appearance.

"What do you mean by I've come after all?" Ning Guisheng was slightly stunned, "Was Lin Yuan expecting my arrival?"

Ning Guisheng felt puzzled and then thought of something, his heart filled with limitless confidence: "Now that the long-browed Daoist is away, who else can protect you?"

As he spoke, the elemental energy inside Ning Guisheng began to flow, and he steadily approached Lin Yuan: "Let me think, what support do you have for being so calm?"

"The Dapeng Divine Sovereign?"

Ning Guisheng shook his head repeatedly, laughing: "The Dapeng Divine Sovereign is currently in seclusion, while you are merely his registered disciple. The Divine Sovereign wouldn't act for someone of your minor caliber."

As he spoke, Ning Guisheng was only three zhang away from Lin Yuan.

At this moment, the Fire Crow within him was completely unleashed; a fiery crow burned brightly on him, its body crimson red, echoing the evening glow, dyeing the world in shades of red.

At a distance of three zhang, Lin Yuan stood there unmoving; as a practitioner at the acupoint pulse stage, no matter his innate talent, he was entirely under Ning Guisheng's control.

The fire crow behind Ning Guisheng slowly flapped its wings, its gaze eagle-like, filled with murderous intent towards Lin Yuan, as if targeting a fleeing rat.

Simultaneously, the aura of the mid-stage spiritual energy erupted to its peak, pressing fiercely towards Lin Yuan.

Yet Lin Yuan's performance once again exceeded Ning Guisheng's expectations.

It seemed that those thin shoulders could withstand his pressure.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Ning Guisheng sneered: "Not bad for a rat that escaped from a spiritual energy practitioner, quite impressive."

Seeing Ning Guisheng act so wantonly, Lin Yuan knew that the other already thought he was entirely in control.

A mid-stage spiritual energy martial artist killing an acupoint pulse stage practitioner was as easy as crushing an ant.

Lin Yuan slightly curled his lips: "Would you like to know how your young son, Ning Yi, died?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Guisheng's expression changed dramatically, his eyebrows like blades emitting endless killing intent: "Did you cause my son's death?!"

"Indeed it was you. Old man guessed correctly, you must have been involved, causing my son's corpse to not even remain. Besides you, that wench Qi Yu too!"

The Fire Crow behind Ning Guisheng suddenly whipped up a fierce wind, blowing towards Lin Yuan.

"Speak!"

Ning Guisheng suddenly roared, his body already crossing the three chi distance from Lin Yuan.

"You were involved in the plot against my son, who did it? Qi Yu, or someone else?"

In his rage, Ning Guisheng reached out to grab Lin Yuan's collar fiercely, aiming to seize this little ant and pry the truth from him.

Lin Yuan slightly retreated, unexpectedly dodging the grab.

This scenario surprised Ning Guisheng greatly.

But thinking of how this kid escaped from spiritual energy practitioners, he relied on speed.

He wasn't anxious, as Lin Yuan, after retreating, didn't flee but continued to stand there, everything in control.

"Vice President Ning, to speak frankly, I have little animosity with your Ning family." Lin Yuan spoke with a subtle coldness in his eyes: "But for some reason, you all must oppose me, forcing me to act."

"Your son Ning Yi did, and you do too."

As he spoke, Lin Yuan's elemental energy suddenly erupted: "At this moment, let me tell you."

"Ning Yi was killed by me."

"Today, it's your turn."

"Grasping Light, come forth!"

As Lin Yuan spoke, his body suddenly expanded, a crimson figure appeared, and countless golden flames burned wildly at his side.

Scorching heat gushed continuously outward, like streams of high-temperature, high-pressure air shooting in all directions.

Below Lin Yuan's feet, an area one zhang square of bluestone had, unknown when, been cracked by the sudden burst of his aura. Surrounding sand and stones swirled madly, leaves swept up in the fiery tornado, overwhelmingly grand.

"You?!"

Ning Guisheng's eyes widened with disbelief at the sight.

The aura Lin Yuan exuded at this time was not much inferior to his own.

Bear in mind, Ning Guisheng was at the mid-stage spiritual energy level, a stage that easily dominated early spiritual energy practitioners.

"This kid is no ordinary person, definitely a spy from some faction, lurking within the Fire Crow Sect!"

Ning Guisheng's gaze flashed with ferocity: "But it's just right, today I'll peel your skin, extract your secrets."

Despite being shocked, Ning Guisheng's inherent belief gave him confidence, as the gap between spiritual energy and acupoint pulse stages was vast.

The disparity between him and Lin Yuan was two whole levels. Even if there was a reversal kill, it was only against early-stage spiritual energy, impossible against mid-stage.

"Hahaha."

But the golden figure laughed loudly: "Did you really think coming here today was mere coincidence?"

"You came here wanting to kill me." A crimson beam suddenly shot from the golden figure's eyes, like two arrows, instantly directed at Ning Guisheng.

"But I equally want to kill you!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Guisheng was shocked.

Lin Yuan wanted to kill him! And it seemed all of this was aimed at him?

"That news about the herbs?" Ning Guisheng exclaimed.

"Hm! That was just a rumor I intentionally spread." The figure took a slight step back, body slightly leaning forward: "Otherwise, what reason would there be for you to come personally, esteemed President!"

"Pure Lotus, Vajra Seal!"

The enormous figure suddenly flashed, casting a golden luminescence through the night. Before it, a basin-sized blue lotus, like a giant hammer, smashed toward the still vibrating Ning Guisheng.

"Was all of this designed for me?" Ning Wei was furious, let out a roar: "Without the protection of spiritual energy, you, what are you relying on?"

"In the face of absolute power, all schemes are futile!" The large Fire Crow behind suddenly dove down: "How dare you kill me? Scoundrel, die for me!"

Boom!

The Fire Crow's beak collided fiercely with the blue lotus. An exaggerated blast reverberated out, and simultaneously a massive fiery sphere surged outward.

A round pit appeared beneath the two men's feet, with the massive figure behind having pulverized the one zhang square bluestone into dust during the fierce clash.

From their intense collision, the Fire Crow's beak showed faint cracks, while the blue lotus was completely obliterated.

Ning Guisheng's confident expression was completely replaced by endless shock.

The mid-stage spiritual energy spirit actually matched the opponent's tiny lotus!

"You, who are you really?"

Ning Guisheng's whole being trembled, a chill rushed from his feet to his head, leaving him utterly bewildered.

"Who am I?" The golden figure coldly smiled: "Just to kill you!"

At some point, a red lotus appeared in his palm: "Mid-stage spiritual energy, nothing more!"

Kill Ning Guisheng.