Chapter Eighty-Six: Lin Yi Strikes Back! Retribution Doubled!

A familiar figure had appeared.

At once, delighted voices rose from the crowd of students. The young man had come.

In the next instant, he plunged into the mass of people, moving with startling speed.

Just a moment ago he had been standing at the edge, and the students had already been looking his way with brightening faces. Now, before those smiles had even faded, he had entered the throng.

By an odd stroke of fate, the direction he charged in was entirely different from where Zhang Ruofeng and the others stood.

An Miaoyi had already been tangled up by Huang Kuang of the Eight Extremes Sect, who wielded the Eight Extremes Fist with practiced ease.

For the moment, An Miaoyi could neither advance nor retreat.

The difference in strength was laid bare without concealment.

Of course, her age was what it was. When An Miaoyi reached the same age as Huang Kuang, there was every reason to believe the gulf between them would not be so vast.

He had already accelerated, his body swift as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he was among the crowd.

The students stood three and even four layers deep, encircling Black Bear of the Vast Sword Sect and Lin Tianwen and the others.

As he rushed forward, Lin Yi was indeed moving at speed, but in truth he was also forced to slow down.

There were simply too many classmates. If he went any faster, he would collide with them.

Yet the students had already stepped aside on their own, making a path for him. Their eyes shone with intense excitement, though among them were also faces filled with helplessness and sorrow.

“Lin Yi will definitely beat these immortal sect disciples!”

“Come on... those immortal sect disciples... even our goddess An Miaoyi is no match for them. You think they’re as worthless as Pang Wudi?”

...

Emotions ran the gamut.

Some students truly believed Lin Yi was formidable and felt full of confidence and hope.

Others were deeply pessimistic, convinced that Lin Yi had no chance at all.

There was no helping it. Even the goddess-like An Miaoyi, so dazzling and so fast, still could not defeat one of these disciples from the immortal sects at will.

It was plain to imagine that Lin Yi, a loose cultivator by appearance at least, someone who had trained under a master and was still so young, could hardly be the match of these gifted disciples from the great sects and factions.

And from that pessimism, their anger only deepened.

Jin Huishan and Old Dean Gu Leiming were in a standoff, and the two had already begun exchanging blows.

Those people did not even place the old dean in their eyes. To call it disregard for human life would not be far off. Faced with such experts, the weak had no power to strike back at all... despair began to spread!

The students had grievances but no outlet.

Slap!

Lin Tianwen took a blow to the face. Then, with another slap, Zhao Wouji was struck as well.

Two crisp slaps in succession.

Two dull thuds followed, and both the eldest, Lin Tianwen, and the eighth, Zhao Wouji, had their faces swollen nearly beyond recognition. Several teeth flew from their mouths.

By then Lin Yi had already arrived. The students had parted for him, and he was on the scene.

With their backs to him, Zhang Ruofeng and the others faced the students who were trying to rush in, showing no intention of yielding, a cold smile resting at the corners of their mouths.

“Hear that screaming? How miserable. That’s the price of offending me.”

Pang Wudi sneered inwardly, while aloud he shouted triumphantly.

But then Pang Wudi’s eyes flew wide open, because Lin Yi was already standing right in front of him!

Once Lin Yi closed in, the eldest, Lin Tianwen, and the eighth, Zhao Wouji, were being held up by several other brothers from the dormitory.

“Boss, are you all right?”

“Damn it... Eighth, are you okay? Come here, hide behind me...”

Blood spilled from one mouth after another as the dormitory brothers, Ma Si and Bai Qi among them, glared fiercely at Black Bear and the others.

Pang Wudi’s words had stirred Ma Si and the rest into boundless fury.

But strength was on the other side.

They simply could not beat that Black Bear of the Vast Sword Sect.

If they were no match, they would be beaten and bullied!

And then, through half his swollen face, Lin Tianwen caught sight of Lin Yi.

“It’s the seventh... the seventh... run... these people are looking for trouble with you... Brothers, I’ve let you down, I’ve embarrassed you. We’re no match for them... cough, cough, cough...”

Lin Tianwen began coughing up blood.

His mouth was full of it.

Seeing his miserable state, the anger in Lin Yi rose a hundredfold.

Lin Tianwen’s words also made Ma Si, Bai Qi, and the others notice Lin Yi.

On the other side, Pang Wudi’s eyes were wide with excitement before he suddenly burst into laughter.

“Good, good, good. Lin Yi, it’s perfect that you’re back. We were waiting for you. Boss Black Bear, that’s him, that’s the bastard—hit him, hit him!”

Pang Wudi was the very picture of petty triumph.

As soon as he finished speaking, Black Bear nodded at once.

“So it was you who bullied our newly taken little brother. Fine. Today you’ll pay for it!”

With that, he rushed toward Lin Yi.

Because Lin Yi had once beaten Pang Wudi, Black Bear did not lower his guard.

Though he looked down on Lin Yi in his heart, his cautious nature still drove him to summon the bear phantom behind him.

It was the sign of power condensed to its peak within the body.

Only those nearing the level of a grandmaster could manifest such a thing.

Lin Yi said nothing. Seeing Black Bear charge, he did not move an inch.

Black Bear laughed loudly. “This kid’s no man at all. He’s already scared witless.”

In the next moment, Black Bear swung a slap toward Lin Yi.

Energy surged violently through Black Bear’s body. As that slap came down, the bear phantom behind him seemed to swing a claw of its own.

Black Bear was clearly at least an A-rank first-rate expert, otherwise that blurred shadow could never have appeared behind him.

Especially with the level of energy he possessed—by Lin Yi’s experience, it had to be close to ten thousand.

But Black Bear was absolutely no match for him. Lin Yi, nearing the grandmaster realm, was invincible.

Before Black Bear’s slap could even land, Lin Yi had already struck.

His fist flashed out like lightning, faster than Black Bear himself.

Black Bear’s eyes had time only to catch the blur of a fist driving straight at his face. Before he could even cry out in shock, the blow had already smashed hard into his features.

With a sharp crack, the phantom of power around Black Bear vanished in an instant.

With a gush of blood, Black Bear spat out a mouthful, nearly half his teeth gone in one blow.

Even his jawbone was shattered completely.

His head rang like a bell, and that bone-deep agony caused Black Bear to vomit blood before collapsing unconscious.

But that was not all. Immediately afterward, Black Bear felt a rapid series of sharp impacts as the other side of his face was utterly swollen, and every tooth in his mouth was sent flying.

At the same time, he heard a cold voice say, “You? You think you’re worthy of bullying my brother?”

Before Black Bear could pass out, he felt the fist withdraw and the slapping stop, only for a kick to land on him instead.

The kick struck squarely against his chest, as though his ribs were exploding.

The searing pain made Black Bear feel certain he was finished, that he was about to ascend to the heavens. In the blink of an eye, he fainted from the agony.

Bang!

Black Bear’s enormous body was kicked flying by Lin Yi.

As Lin Yi’s kick sent him hurtling through the air, Black Bear’s body spun over and over in midair.

He must have weighed well over three hundred catties, yet beneath Lin Yi’s foot he was no more than a toy.

The crowd had long since fallen utterly silent.

The moment Lin Yi broke Black Bear’s attack with one punch, turned defense into offense, and smashed Black Bear’s face into a swollen ruin, sending his teeth flying, no one said another word.

Even Ma Si, Bai Qi, and the other dormitory brothers who were holding Lin Tianwen and Zhao Wouji stood there dumbstruck, and with two thuds, the two men in their arms were dropped to the ground.

Yet even as they hit the floor, neither of them let out the slightest cry of pain.

They had forgotten pain altogether.

“Damn... seventh, you’re insane!”

After a long while, Bai Qi finally managed to say it.

Only then did the crowd come back to itself.

Everyone was stunned.

Utterly stunned.

In that silence, it seemed as if every eyeball in the place might fall to the ground.

And Lin Yi did not stop there. In the blink of an eye, he was already beside Pang Wudi.

Pang Wudi let out a cry and nearly took off running.

But Lin Yi’s terror made his legs shake so violently that he collapsed with a thud to the ground.

Then Lin Yi stepped forward and kicked straight at Pang Wudi, landing the blow directly on his chest.

There came a series of crackling snaps as countless ribs in Pang Wudi’s chest were shattered.

He had already been injured, and this time he could no longer hold back. Spitting blood again and again, Pang Wudi fell to the ground, his life and death uncertain.

The cries on the field made Zhang Ruofeng and the others think it was Lin Tianwen and the rest who were screaming. They were still laughing.

“Look, look. This is what happens when you oppose us.”

“Hahaha, exactly. Opposing us brings nothing but ruin. Forget ordinary people—even if the disciples of other great sects and factions came here, what right would they have to stand beside us?”

...

They kept flattering him, and Zhang Ruofeng nodded without saying much. His gaze shifted, then landed on An Miaoyi, and a trace of delight flickered in his eyes.

He wanted to go over and say a few words to her, but then he noticed that the nearby students from Saint Capital Academy were no longer looking only at them. Their attention had turned behind them.

Even the battle between Huang Kuang and An Miaoyi could no longer hold the students’ interest.

What was going on?

Zhang Ruofeng felt somewhat baffled.

Then he turned his head.

The others from the various sects beside him did the same, their eyes following in that direction.

They were equally puzzled, and then they seemed to be struck by a spell of immobility, frozen where they stood.

Before them, Black Bear, whom they had thought was still beating others, had been utterly smashed; his head was so swollen it looked like a ball, no longer resembling a human face.

Pang Wudi was spitting blood, his body hunched like a shrimp, his fate unknown.

And Lin Yi had already walked over.

Aside from Huang Kuang, the five people standing before Lin Yi were the sect disciples: Li Ao of Mount Hua, Song Wanjun of Emei, Shangguan Shaobao of Mount Kongtong, Deng Ruoyu of the Wind and Thunder Sect... and Zhang Ruofeng, the Taoist heir of Mount Longhu, four men and one woman.