Martial Arts Master: The Lin Family Sword God, who swept through the Five Mountains and Four Sects

"My lord..." the young eunuch beside him whispered, "He is Eunuch Li from the castration department. He was the one who performed the castration on me the day I entered the palace. I've heard that all the eunuchs in the entire Forbidden City were castrated by him..."

Lin Tian nodded calmly, remaining silent.

The old eunuch, however, remained unhurried and continued slowly:

"Actually, it's common for people to come into the palace, steal a few things, or kill a few people... as long as they don't touch the Emperor, we usually turn a blind eye. But you've gone too far, climbing over the wall for thirteen nights in a row. News of the palace being haunted and the eunuchs going missing has even reached the Emperor! He's furious! Although he doesn't know we exist, we promised the late Emperor that we would protect the peace of this palace. Your antics are simply too much."

……

Lin Tian was speechless.

You endured it for twelve days, why did you suddenly jump out today?! Give me one more day, and tomorrow I won't leave a trace, you won't be able to find a single hair of mine in the entire capital!

"Um... Eunuch Li," Lin Tian said with a forced smile, his tone softening, "can we discuss something? Tonight is the last time. Tomorrow at this time, I promise I won't stay in the Forbidden City for even a stick longer—how about it?"

To be honest, if it really came down to a fight, he had absolutely no confidence against this old guy who had reached the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm.

If it were someone like Feng Qingyang, who had just achieved the initial stage of the Innate Realm, even if he faced someone who had only achieved the minor stage of the Innate Realm, he would still have a 70% chance of winning by relying on the power of the sword intent of the Death Realm.

However, if the opponent is a master of the Innate Realm who has reached the state of "merging with heaven and earth," Lin Tian has no confidence whatsoever. If he fails to kill the enemy in one blow, the opponent's internal energy will be inexhaustible, and just the wear and tear will drain him dry.

"Don't say we didn't give you a way out. We've already given you twelve chances. Today you've provoked us to take action ourselves. Do you still expect to leave the palace alive?" The old eunuch's voice was low, hoarse, and cold, like a ghost crawling out of the ground.

Before he finished speaking, his withered, bony right hand suddenly shot up!

Lin Tian's pupils suddenly shrank to needle size!

He drew his sword in an instant!

A half-inch steel needle pierced the air, so fast it seemed to tear through the air! But Lin Tian's sword was even faster! The tip of his sword precisely met it—

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, a surge of energy erupted from the sword!

With a flick of his wrist, the sword tip deflected the steel needle by several inches, and with another dodge, he narrowly avoided the deadly sneak attack!

Boom—!!

The blue stone wall beside him shattered instantly, sending rubble flying and dust billowing into the sky!

"The Sunflower Manual?!" Lin Tian's heart trembled violently. Steel needles as hidden weapons, incredible speed, eunuch identity... If he still couldn't guess what kind of martial art the person in front of him practiced, he would be hopelessly stupid.

Even though he saw through it, his expression grew even more solemn. His swordsmanship relied on speed to win, but now, facing the equally extreme speed of the "Sunflower Manual," his advantage was completely gone, not to mention that his opponent was an old monster who had reached the peak of the Innate Realm!

"You saw through my style in a single move; the little one's eyesight is quite good." The old eunuch spoke calmly, his tone tinged with reminiscence. "No wonder. This is the very skill that Dongfang Bubai, the number one master in the martial arts world, practiced. Seventy years ago, I was ordered by the late emperor to go to Shaolin to obtain the scriptures, and I left a rubbing of it for Zen Master Hongye... Who would have thought that such a coincidence would lead to the 'Number One Under Heaven' of today."

He paused abruptly, shook his head, and sighed softly, "When people get old, especially those nearing their coffins, they become quite verbose. Enough of this nonsense—let's send you on your way."

After speaking, he flipped his palms over, and a sudden, explosive sound rang out!

The next instant, a barrage of steel needles rained down like a storm, heading straight for Lin Tian's face!

The snake moves like a snake!

His movements were as swift as lightning, as quick as a rabbit and as swift as a falcon!

Nine Spiral Shadows!

However, footwork alone was not enough to cover the danger. Lin Tian's figure split into seven, leaping and turning in the air, his long sword flashing, barely managing to deflect a deadly attack.

His lightness skill was already top-notch, but this old eunuch was not to be underestimated. Especially his "Sunflower Manual," which focused on "overwhelming people with speed," and its unpredictable and swift movements were unparalleled in the world.

Gale and torrential rain!

A real storm!

In his past battles against Feng Qingyang or the three Shaolin monks, Lin Tian had never felt such suffocating pressure. Every needle sealed off his escape route, the attack was airtight!

The old eunuch, using the Sunflower Movement Technique, attacked with phantom-like movements, his steel needles raining down like a shower of flowers. No matter how Lin Tian dodged and weaved, a new killing intent always seemed to strike his throat in the next instant. Had Lin Tian not reached the pinnacle of his Snake-like and Leaping Technique, he would already be riddled with holes.

Lin Tian had originally planned to wait until the opponent ran out of steel needles before launching a counterattack, but what almost made him vomit blood was—

Although this old man only had a few hundred needles hidden on his body, which wouldn't last for many rounds of volleys, his "Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons" technique was already incredibly skillful! With a flick of his withered hand, all the steel needles scattered on the ground flowed back into his palm!

"Holy crap! The bullets can be retrieved and used for a refill? How can that be so cheating! Be careful you don't get reincarnated as a eunuch!!" Lin Tian cursed inwardly, completely forgetting that the man in front of him was already a castrated man…

"No! We can't delay any longer!" His mind raced. "The loss of internal energy is secondary; this is the Forbidden City! With such a commotion, the Imperial Guards could arrive at any moment! A thousand elite troops surrounding us, plus an old demon at the peak of the Innate Realm—unless I'm given wings, I'm doomed!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and his gaze turned icy!

He stared intently at the rain of needles that was shooting towards him again, his eyes like knives!

With flashes of sword light, the steel needles aimed at the head and vital points were all swept away by slashing, parrying, deflecting, and guiding!

But this time, they were a step too late.

A steel needle pierced his left shoulder!

The old eunuch's pupils contracted slightly. The angle of the steel needle at his fingertip was not tricky, and he held back seven-tenths of his strength. Lin Tian had already dodged the sky full of silver light, so in theory, this needle should not have been able to hit him at all—but it landed solidly.

The next moment, he understood.

Lin Tian deliberately took the needle!

Taking advantage of that barely perceptible opening, his figure flashed like a ghost, instantly compressing the distance of tens of meters to within a few meters, his sword intent bursting forth, and his killing intent suddenly approaching!

The Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate!!

This legendary martial art, created by Zhang Sanfeng, consists of thirteen moves specifically targeting the Shenmen acupoint on the wrist. At the very tip of the bone, a single inch of pressure dissipates the force of the palm strike, causing the weapon to fall from the hand. This sword technique does not aim to kill, but merely to disrupt the enemy's offensive.

Lin Tian's swordsmanship had already reached the realm of "heart and mind in harmony, mind moving with heart." The martial arts inherited from the cards were imprinted on his soul, and every move surged like instinct, coming naturally and effortlessly.

At this moment, the old eunuch fired a series of needles, aiming to suppress Lin Tianxia, ​​but unexpectedly, it hit the spot he was looking for—the flaw became the opportunity!

But who was this old eunuch? He was at the peak of the Innate Great Completion Realm, had lived through countless dynasties, and his combat experience was shrewd to the core.

In an instant, he stopped his frenzied attack, gently pinched a steel needle between his right fingers, and with a slight twist of his wrist, the needle lay horizontally against the sword's edge, steadily deflecting the longsword like a shield.

He grinned, his voice sharp as sandpaper: "Little brat, impressive! Your skills would be top-notch even in the martial arts world. But in front of me... tsk, still a bit green."

Before he finished speaking, he pressed down with his backhand!