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Chapter 673 The Martial Emperor Appears

The Crimson Hair is exceptionally strong, standing at the pinnacle of martial arts. Its famous punch once caused a cliff to crumble, splitting a towering peak in two with a single blow.

The people of this planet, who have no knowledge of the power of laws, can only interpret the materialized power of laws through their rich imaginations.

He was given the title of a god.

The strategy initially devised by Zhang Yun and others was to determine the rankings through a martial arts competition to protect Tian Shu Pavilion.

How could this young girl have imagined that her seemingly useless disciple could actually toss the Eighth Palace Master to the crowd like a chick?

How could anyone imagine that the red-haired man, whose fists could destroy the world at any moment, would take such a serious action against Lin Yi?
Just when everyone thought that the terrifying power of the red-haired man's fist would annihilate Lin Yi into dust, and when Zhang Yun thought that Lin Yi was doomed and the Tian Shu Pavilion was about to be destroyed.

An incredible scene happened.

The young man remained calm, his not-so-tall body standing like a pillar supporting the sky, enduring the terrifying force of the punch without moving an inch.

Lin Yi's palm was like a boundless sea, swallowing all the force without leaving a trace. No matter how earth-shattering the power was, it could not stir up any waves.

On the other hand, the red-haired old man's red beard was already fluttering against gravity, and his exaggerated, grimacing expression clearly showed that he was using all his strength.

If you're saying this red-haired old ghost is putting on an act with the young people, that's impossible.

The person in charge of the Three Continents and Three Pavilions is the Grand Elder of that pavilion.

They are directly under the Martial Emperor, their strength is unparalleled across the four continents, and their power is comparable to that of the emperor in feudal times. It would be more practical to kill him than to have such a powerful figure act alongside an unknown young man and slap himself in the face.

"Kid, who are you?"

The red-haired man's face gradually turned terrified.

He tried many times to pull his fist out of Lin Yi's palm, but no matter how hard he tried, his fist seemed to be fused with Lin Yi's palm, and he couldn't pull it out even a little bit.

Lin Yi, however, was too lazy to answer his question.

Given Red Hair's strength, he's not qualified for Lin Yi to provide an answer for him.

Besides, what's the use of knowing its origin?

Even the so-called Martial Emperor couldn't save him from Lin Yi's clutches.

The dramatic turn of events drew cheers of excitement from the onlookers.

The order established by the Three Pavilions and Eight Prefectures with absolute power made all the forces, large and small, in Yunzhou feel as if they were trapped in a high-walled city.

The differences between classes are perfectly reflected.

Isn't this a miniature version of the Three Realms and Six Paths?

When this siege could be broken, those who would be the first to throw a punch would be those whose hearts were set on it.

Lin Yi remained silent, his face hardening with an increasingly fierce expression—that was the best answer.

At that very moment, the destructive power that the red-haired man was so proud of...
The fear that filled his chest affected Red Hair's visual system. In Red Hair's eyes, Lin Yi's hand was no different from that scalding lava, making Red Hair dare not have any contact with Lin Yi again.

If they can't break Lin Yi's defense, then surely they can break their own.

With a swift chop, the red-haired man severed his own right arm.

The brief exchange gave Chi Fa a crystal-clear understanding of the gap between himself and Lin Yi. He cultivated extremely yang and powerful fist and leg techniques, yet he was still able to execute these techniques with mysterious and ever-changing methods, perfectly demonstrating what it means to combine strength and gentleness.

But in front of Lin Yi, no matter how ingenious the technique, it was useless.

Seeing the red-haired man being chased around like a stray dog ​​by Lin Yi, the elders of the other two great pavilions could no longer sit still. Their palm techniques swiftly activated, aiming directly for Lin Yi's head.

The methods that would normally make the city tremble were ineffective today.

If Lin Yi were to take things even slightly seriously and unleash the power of the Primordial Beginning to envelop his entire body, he would be no different from a war god descending to earth in front of these so-called experts from the Three Great Pavilions.

Before the magnificent and powerful moves could even touch Lin Yi, they were completely disintegrated and dissipated by an invisible force.

The overwhelming power infuriated the two, yet they were powerless to stop it.

They couldn't fathom the mysterious power that could dismantle everything, and if they launched an attack at all costs, they might end up losing themselves.

"Red-haired guy, we can't help you, run!"

Red-haired man's mind was racing with thoughts of alpacas.

Do they even need to say "escape"? The raging fire behind them spread rapidly. Even a fool would know to hurry up and run, let alone a normal person, let alone this red-haired elder.

He didn't even glance at his severed arm, nor did he care how difficult his future cultivation path would become. At this moment, all he cared about was saving his own life.

He pushed the speed of his internal energy circulation to the limit, and the red-haired man strode away, running quickly in a direction away from Lin Yi.

He didn't ask for much; he just hoped his two teammates could buy him a little more time.

In the face of absolute power, all other methods are merely fancy and ineffective.

If Lin Yi were to let an opponent who wasn't even qualified to master the power of the Primordial Beginning escape, how could he possibly save face?
Even if no one recognized him, his pride wouldn't allow him to make such a basic mistake.

"If you leave, wouldn't that make me look silly?"

Lin Yi raised his palm, aimed it at the spot where the red-haired man had fled, and then gently grabbed it.

A horizontal force of ten thousand times the normal gravity instantly acted on the red-haired man. He had no time to react and was unable to resist this terrifying power. Before his soul could even arrive, Lin Yi had already grabbed him by the neck.

"Red-haired old devil, you were prepared to attack me, yet you're planning to run away? Should I say you disrespect me, or that you're a coward?"

The power of eternity and the power of chaos entered his body at the same time, causing the source energy within the red-haired man's body to turn upside down.

At this moment, he was facing a formidable enemy, yet he could not muster any strength. The meridians throughout his body suffered varying degrees of damage in an instant, and the surging blood and qi could not be suppressed. With a "whoosh," he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Throughout his many years in the martial arts world, apart from the Martial Emperor, the Crimson Hair has never feared anyone.

Now, however, he was about to be crushed to death so easily, and the red-haired man was filled with resentment.

He didn't even need to look; he could imagine his two old friends, who were cowering and hesitant to step forward, as well as the guards of Yunzhou.

"Heh, if you're not as skilled as me, then I can only be at your mercy. I suppose with your strength, you wouldn't even look at anything I possess, nor would you be interested in the information I have."

This is the only thing that Akagami (Red Hair) has seen through.

Just as Lin Yi was about to deliver a ruthless blow to crush this hypocritical and wicked fellow to death, a voice as resounding as a great bell echoed throughout the arena.

"Young friend who has come from afar, you've made so much trouble just to see me, haven't you? Now that I'm here, could you spare my incompetent subordinate? We can discuss things together."

Everyone present trembled with excitement upon hearing this resounding voice.

Standing on the void, with holy light shining behind him, everything flourishes and is full of vitality wherever the holy light falls.

Who else could this be but the Martial Emperor?
(End of this chapter)