New and dark light years

Chapter 254 So-called Jianghu People
Upon seeing this, the man's pupils constricted, and he immediately leaned back, mimicking the iron bridge stance, barely avoiding the tiger's claw that sent a phantom image through his body.

He felt the strong wind sweep past his nose, and even though it didn't hit him, his nose and cheeks felt a burning sting.

It hasn't been fully implemented yet, but once it is, the consequences are obvious.

The man was extremely alarmed. He realized that he had kicked a hornet's nest.

But he reacted quickly, and with his uninjured left leg, he kicked out powerfully from the shape of the iron bridge.

The fact that he could launch an attack while in this position is enough to prove that the man has excellent basic skills.

At that moment, Li Lin also unleashed a White Tiger Strike with his left hand.

When the soles of the legs collide with the palms, the legs should theoretically be much stronger than the hands.

However, since the man was in a bent-over position, he couldn't use all his strength; he would be quite impressive if he could use even half of it.

In addition, Li Lin's left-hand palm force completely took his opponent by surprise.

The two clashed, but Li Lin remained completely still, while the man was sent flying sideways, his head nearly hitting the wall.

However, the man reacted quickly. He stretched his hands back and pressed them against the wall, using the momentum to flip himself up and stand upright.

Li Lin slammed his hand on the table, used the momentum to flip over, then in mid-air he flipped his body again and delivered a high-pressure kick from high to low.

This move is called the White Tiger Turning Scissors. It is a move in which a white tiger turns in the air and uses the rotational force of its body to swing its tail to strike people. It is very powerful, but since humans do not have tails, they can only use their legs instead.

Although it's not a tail, a full-force kick is just as powerful.

Within the phantom of the white tiger, a long tail lashed out.

The man tried to dodge to the side, but as soon as he exerted force with his legs, he felt a sharp pain.

He then remembered that his left leg was injured. There was no time for him to think, so he could only throw a punch hastily.

He wanted to confront Li Lin head-on.

However... the White Tiger Fist has been perfected, the fist technique has been perfected, and in addition, Li Lin uses spiritual energy, not primordial energy, to drive his martial arts, which is a higher level of power.

With all three factors combined, Li Lin's martial arts skills were extremely powerful.

Li Lin's whip collided with his opponent's fist, producing a dull, strange sound.

Li Lin flipped back and landed easily.

This is because he had no leverage in the air, so it looked like he was retreating, but in fact he was not affected at all.

But the other person took three steps back and slammed into the wall again with a thud.

The man's mouth bulged, as if something had been shaken out, but he forced it back down.

In addition, his right hand was trembling at this time.

The man quickly pressed several acupoints on the back of his right hand with his left hand to forcefully stop the trembling, and at the same time, he drew the long sword from his waist with a 'clang'.

The name "Iron Sword Cuts the Western River" alone tells you about his martial arts skills.

"Wait, wait!" The man, sword in hand, endured his discomfort. "I am Lü Di, an elder of the Duan Yue Sect, known in the martial world as Iron Sword Duan Xihe. If you kill me..."

Li Lin ignored him, walked to the side, and picked up the long spear that was placed in the corner.

In that instant, Li Lin's aura changed again, transforming from a fierce and ruthless man into a menacing figure exuding the aura of a warrior on horseback.

Upon seeing the spear, feeling the murderous aura of the battlefield, and then seeing Li Lin's face, a thought suddenly popped into Lü Di's mind, and he exclaimed, "You...you are the Paper Prince."

The name of Paper Prince had already become famous in the martial arts world some time ago.

According to legend, the Paper Prince was extremely handsome, skilled in paper-making, and also highly proficient in spear fighting.

Li Lin has already shown two traits, which anyone with a brain can guess.

A master of spear techniques, so young, and so handsome—there are very few like him.

Li Lin didn't speak, but simply pointed his spear forward.

Lu Di's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. Although the spear tip was three zhang away, he could feel the killing intent emanating from the spear tip.

Li Lin smiled but didn't say anything.

He simply thrust the spear forward.

Ding!
The spear was parried.

He said angrily, "You can't kill me. You're a good official; you can't just kill good people."

Li Lin ignored him.

He swung the long spear horizontally.

Lu Di parried with his sword, but the spear shaft curved in a beautiful arc. Although he parried, he didn't stop it, and the spear tip still pierced the opponent's arm.

This is the advantage of a flexible-barreled gun.

Lu Di took two steps back: "You can't kill me, my master will definitely come after you."

Li Lin remained silent, thrusting twice to force the opponent against the wall. When the opponent had nowhere to retreat, he delivered another feint with a curved spear.

This time, Lü Di's right arm was also stabbed.

The longsword fell to the ground, and Lü Di's face contorted with terror: "You can't..."

But then the gun tip pierced his throat.

Lu Di choked twice, blood spurting from his throat, and a moment later, he collapsed limply to the ground.

Even in death, he looked at Li Lin with resentful eyes.

Li Lin sheathed his spear and said, "Xiao Ping, Xiao Zhen, come out and clean up the blood. Put it inside the house, cover it with something, and then bury it in the backyard tonight."

The two little ones immediately ran out and started working; they were quite experienced in handling this kind of thing.

They searched him first, and found nothing of value except some loose silver.

Even that iron sword was just an ordinary one.

Poor guy!

The two then began to clean up the scene.

Soon, the blood on the ground was wiped dry and washed away, while Lü Di's body was dragged into Xiao Ping's house, covered with a rag, and stuffed under the bed.

Li Lin couldn't help but ask, "There's a corpse under the bed, aren't you scared?"

The two children shook their heads.

Xiaoping said, "When we were still beggars, we stayed in a mortuary. Back then, there were corpses all around, and it smelled terrible. Compared to that time, this person is actually quite safe."

Li Lin sighed helplessly. Indeed, life is full of suffering for everyone.

Because it was a detached house in a somewhat secluded location, the fight didn't attract much attention. Li Lin said, "I'm going out for a bit. If anyone comes to the door, just say I'm not home and won't open it, understand?"

The two little ones nodded vigorously.

Li Lin left a small paper figure in the courtyard, so that if anything happened, he could know and rush back.

He strolled around the streets for a while and noticed that although there were far fewer people from the martial arts world, everyone looked very uneasy, even quite tense.

These江湖人士 (jianghu figures) looked at each person who was different with suspicion.

Li Lin was scrutinized quite a few times, but seeing his scholarly demeanor, all the scrutinizing gazes only circled him a few times before moving away.

After wandering around the streets for a while, Li Lin arrived at a working-class neighborhood.

Low-rise houses...and the occasional passerby.

They all found Li Lin's appearance rather strange.

What would someone so handsome and extraordinary do in a place like this?

Following his memory, Li Lin found a low, single-story house and knocked on it casually.

The door opened quickly, and inside was Lu Ying, the junior sister of Tianyi Sect.

Her eyes lit up with surprise: "Senior Brother Li, what brings you here?"

"Is Brother An there?"

“He’s not here. He went out to chase Han Qing.” Lu Ying looked around, then opened the door wider: “Come in. Senior brother should be back soon. You can wait for him in here.”

"sorry to bother you."

"You're welcome."

The two entered the small house, and Li Lin looked around: "Why are you all alone?"

"The other senior brothers also went out with the eldest senior brother."

That's it.

Li Lin was actually a little embarrassed.

Although he was not inherently afraid of being alone with a woman, the times were different, and being alone in a room with an unmarried young woman was not a very good thing.

He even considered leaving.

Lu Ying sat down and said generously, "Senior Brother Li, please sit down. We martial arts people don't stand on ceremony."

She seemed to have sensed Li Lin's concerns.

Since the other party had said so, Li Lin naturally sat down.

Lu Ying asked with a smile, "What business does Senior Brother Li have with Senior Brother? If I can help, please feel free to speak up."

"I just wanted to ask him if he had ever heard of the Star-Picking Tower."

Lu Ying blinked: "Senior Brother doesn't know about this..."

Li Lin was somewhat disappointed.

“But I know,” Lu Ying said with a smile.

"Really?"

Lu Ying nodded vigorously: "I've loved reading since I was a child. I've read most of the books in the sect, including local chronicles."

"Please enlighten me, Junior Sister Lu," Li Lin said with a smile. "I owe you a favor."

"What do you mean by 'favors'? Senior Brother Li, you're being too distant."

Lu Ying said coquettishly, and then slowly began to tell her story.

While the Star-Picking Tower may not be well-known, that doesn't mean the organization left no trace.

After all, an organization that has existed for thirty years will have some records of its activities.

Actually, when Zhaixinglou was first built more than 30 years ago, it was quite 'famous' for a period of time.

He had some activities in the three prefectures of Yunnan, Tianjin, and Vietnam, which were recorded in the local chronicles of Tianyimen.

"In general, Zhaixinglou was probably founded in Dian County. Like the Ding family, it was a force focused on cultivating immortality. It had also done a few big things, such as holding a cultivation seminar to invite independent cultivators from all over the world to come and discuss with each other. However, few people responded. Later, it held a few more similar events, each one smaller in scale than the last. In the end, Zhaixinglou disappeared."

Upon hearing this, Li Lin couldn't help but laugh.

This Star-Picking Tower is quite interesting.

"Thank you, Junior Sister Lu." Li Lin clasped his hands in thanks.

"Senior Brother Li, you're too kind..."

As the two were talking, they heard hurried footsteps outside.

Then came a series of rapid knocks on the door.

"Who is it!" Lu Ying asked softly, standing to the side of the door.

"It's me, Junior Sister Lu." A voice came from outside.

"It's Seventh Senior Brother."

Lu Ying explained to Li Lin, then gently opened the door.

A young man was standing outside the door. He hurried in and was about to speak when he caught sight of Li Lin out of the corner of his eye and was overjoyed.

"Supervisor Li? That's great! You're here too. I was just about to have my junior sister use the paper doll to find you."

Li Lin asked, "What happened?"

The young man said urgently, "Supervisor Li, when our senior brother was chasing Han Qing, he was ambushed by a shameless old man and seriously injured. He is currently surrounded in the woods outside the city. I took the opportunity to escape back and inform you. Please go and save our senior brother and the others quickly, they can't hold on much longer."

Lu Ying asked anxiously, "Which direction are the senior brothers in?"

"Which way?" The young man pointed east.

Just as Lu Ying was about to rush out, Li Lin stopped her.

"and many more!"

Then, under Lu Ying's strange gaze, Li Lin threw down three small paper figures.

"Get An Xin out here."

Upon hearing the order, the paper figures immediately ran westward.

The opposite of the direction the young man was pointing.

(End of this chapter)