Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 254 Sentiments

"You don't have to do this, special times call for special measures, after all. As long as you haven't hurt Rou'er, I won't take it to heart."

Ye Ling seemed to possess the Perspective Technique, peering cleanly into the heart of Lin Jun beneath the spring.

Lin Jun from Wo Country couldn't help but blush, and to avoid more embarrassing words, he rushed at Ye Ling, his hand shaped like a knife.

Ye Ling raised an eyebrow, clearly feeling the strength of his opponent, which indeed was much stronger than that of Long Valley Senji.

However, in front of Ye Ling, it wasn't nearly enough.

Ye Ling shifted his center of gravity backward, his body almost at a thirty-degree angle to the ground, constantly moving backward.

Just as he was about to move out of the warehouse door, Ye Ling finally counterattacked, flinging the demon blade in his hand carelessly towards Lin Jun's face.

The speed was so fast that Lin Jun almost couldn't react in time, but he still managed to awkwardly dodge to the left, landing heavily on the ground.

Due to the warehouse's long neglect, the heavy fall stirred up a great cloud of dust.

Lin Jun quickly stood up, knowing full well how terrifying Ye Ling's strength was, but he hadn't expected it to be at this level.

For masters of their caliber, whether it was speed, strength, Qi Force, or technique, each could be the key to victory!

Although Lin Jun was halfway to the Imperial Path, he hadn't completely entered that realm and was far more than a match short compared to Ye Ling.

Now Ye Ling hadn't even begun to fully engage him in combat, just warming up.

"You indeed are not bad."

Ye Ling stood with his hands behind his back, as if he wasn't the one who had just thrown that fatal knife.

Lin Jun did not answer Ye Ling but continued his attacks.

Finally, through relentless effort, Lin Jun managed to close the distance between them.

He abandoned all technique, solving the problem with the most brutal and direct fists.

Ye Ling couldn't be bothered to draw his blade back and simply offered Lin Jun a man-to-man challenge.

Each punch Lin Jun threw was accompanied by a terrifying force, as if using all of his strength, yet he still couldn't so much as graze Ye Ling's robe.

After the fight, Lin Jun had used up most of his strength, but it was like hitting cotton, causing not the slightest disturbance.

Seeing that this was getting nowhere, Lin Jun stepped back, creating distance, his entire body's strength pouring out in a torrential surge.

Ye Ling squinted, closely watching Lin Jun's movements, as the Qi around him slowly gathered together, turning into a giant serpent...

Ye Ling couldn't help but feel a sudden respect, thinking if Lin Jun had been the one sent to the customs, he wouldn't have escaped so easily.

But now, facing Lin Jun, Ye Ling was completely confident.

With a wave of his hand, a whirlwind hundred times stronger than the one Lin Jun had just surged forth rolled out, howling as it went by.

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The Gang Qi of an Imperial Path realm could hardly be compared with that of any ordinary realm. As Ye Ling's Gang Qi overflowed, the entire warehouse seemed to enter the depths of winter, causing Lin Jun to shiver.

Ye Ling shook his head regretfully, "When it comes to a match of Qi Force between different realms, the lower realm almost always loses. Why? Because the Gang Qi of each realm undergoes both a qualitative and quantitative change."

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As soon as Ye Ling finished speaking, Lin Jun violently spit out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee.

The howling Gang Qi between them also gradually subsided, and the atmosphere in the warehouse slowly calmed down.

However, a strong will to fight ignited in the pupils of Lin Jun's eyes!

Ye Ling was indeed very strong. He didn't use a higher realm to crush him, and he certainly had the demeanor of a gentleman.

But such a good opponent couldn't be let go. He stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said excitedly, "Again!"

Ye Ling calmly met the challenge. He felt that Lin Jun from Wo Country was quite like Qian Zhilong of Long Valley. Both were obsessed with martial arts and very devoted to the martial path.

"Here it comes!"

Lin Jun from Wo Country gathered strength in his right hand and, when he got in front of Ye Ling, he suddenly swung out a punch.

This punch was exceedingly violent. The tremendous force seemed to carry thunder and wind, making the air emit a piercing shriek.

Ye Ling didn't even dodge. He simply threw his right fist out and met Lin Jun's punch head-on.

"Boom!"

The fists collided. Ye Ling stood his ground, unmoved, his feet just slightly reinforcing his stance.

But Lin Jun was thrown back more than a dozen steps and spat out another mouthful of blood.

The difference in strength was immediately clear!

"Let's stop here."

Ye Ling stepped forward and pressed two acupoints on Lin Jun's chest, just as his throat began to itch and he felt the urge to cough up blood. The sensation was abruptly suppressed.

Having practiced martial arts for so many years, Lin Jun had never encountered someone like Ye Ling.

In truth, if it were him, he probably wouldn't have been able to show the same generosity.

Seizing an enemy's weakness to claim their life was his preferred method.

But it has to be said, encountering a gentleman like Ye Ling could indeed make one happy.

Lin Jun turned around, took the demon sword that was still embedded in the wall, and personally handed it to Ye Ling.

"I now feel that I can understand. You are worthy of this sword, but..."

"You must be aware of the curse of this demon sword, right? Yet when I saw you using it just now, it was as fluid as an extension of your arm, without the slightest hindrance. Why is that?"

"Heh, as long as one is strong enough, what is there to fear from a mere curse? The so-called curse is nothing but a mental trap. As long as you're open and honest, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Lin Jun stared at Ye Ling intently. The curse of the demon sword wasn't something one could overcome simply by being open-hearted, but Lin Jun didn't press the matter further.

"Today, you spared my life. If there comes a day where you need me, I will certainly not decline, but if it's a matter of family or country, I will still unhesitatingly stand on the side of national justice."

This was truly a respectable opponent. Ye Ling nodded and watched Lin Jun leave.

"By the way, my master is not someone to be trifled with. His favorite is his junior disciple. He has been in seclusion and doesn't know the news of his death. Once he comes out of seclusion, he will surely come looking for trouble with you."

That man was known as the number one person in Wo Country, a master whose strength was so terrifying it made one's tongue wag.

Although he knew Ye Ling was also very strong, out of respect for his master, he still believed his master was one notch above Ye Ling.

"It was I who killed his disciple. It's only right for him to seek revenge, no worries."

From the moment Ye Ling started killing, he was prepared in his heart for an increasing number of avengers.

Continuously improving oneself to make others dread even the heard of his name was the strongest solution.

Seeing Ye Ling's spirited demeanor, Lin Jun knew there was no need for further advice and left in peace.