Chapter Thirteen: The Ninth Hand of Might

  Collapse!

  As a loud sound echoed, Xia Lin's blood and energy shook violently within him. His body actually shifted half an inch, and due to the extremely fast speed, it gave people a feeling of two overlapping figures.

  "It succeeded!"

  Xia Lin said with some surprise, in three days, he finally mastered this secret skill. Although it was only the entry stage now, with shortcomings such as high consumption and short distance, for him, this was already an absolute increase in strength.

  Consumed half of the body's blood and qi, shifted shape by half an inch.

  Xia Lin silently estimated that even if his entire body's blood energy burst out, he could only move an inch. Although the speed of this inch-long burst was extremely fast, almost infinitely close to teleportation, what effect could it have with just a one-inch distance?

  Moreover, Xia Lin felt that after the previous move, his body's blood and energy were still reeling from the shock, and for a short period of time, he probably wouldn't be able to use it again.

  "If it's just an ordinary outburst, I'm afraid I'll exhaust myself before even hitting the opponent." Xia Lin sighed and shook his head slightly with some regret: "It seems that Inch Step can only be used as a killing move."

  His meticulous cultivation had come to an end, and he had acquired a secret technique. However, the most ordinary martial skills were still lacking. Thinking of this, Xia Lin's mind stirred, and he once again arrived at the Hundred Refinements Pavilion.

  On the right side of the martial arts scroll, Lingfeng Palm is ranked first: Lingfeng Palm, a first-class martial skill, control level: four palms.

  Four Palms. Judging from his current internal energy level, he should be able to master up to the Seventh Palm smoothly. However, Xia Lin's goal this time was not that simple.

  This time, his goal is the Eighth Palm!

  Since I can't surpass Xia Cheng in cultivation, then I'll surpass him in martial skills. In the fight against Xia Cheng, only victory is allowed, no defeat!

  Boom!

  A familiar scene reappeared, the barbarian teacher seriously swung on the vast land, Xia Lin learned eagerly, the improved Lingfeng Palm completely adapted to the existence of blood energy, and was easier to learn than when using Xuan Qi.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Fifth palm, sixth palm, seventh palm!

  Without a doubt, in just one short afternoon, Xia Lin had easily mastered the three palm techniques. Every time he felt he couldn't make progress, he would watch his barbarian teacher demonstrate again.

  Never before has such a terrifyingly powerful ability been seen, and yet you carefully practice the most basic hand techniques over and over again, which is why Xia Lin's progress is so rapid.

  Although he already knew that this barbarian teacher was not a real person, but a kind of divine power composed of the manifestation of the Temple of Heritage, he was also filled with gratitude.

  Boom!

  A figure far surpassing the previous seven palms suddenly appeared. Xia Lin felt a surge of great power in his hand, and this time, his attack was elevated by several levels at once.

  The eighth palm is out!

  Xia Lin clenched his fists, somewhat excited. Originally, he had reserved four days for himself, but unexpectedly, in just one day, he completed the magnificent feat of the eighth palm.

  When a palm strike is delivered with double the power, that feeling is completely an indescribable wonder. The eighth palm is indeed much more powerful than the seventh palm.

  Since the eighth palm is so powerful, what about the ninth palm?

  Xia looked at the barbarian teacher with eyes shining brightly. Since there were still two days left, he would make a dash for the ninth palm of Lingfeng Palm!

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Xia Lin once again entered a frenzied state of cultivation.

  Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

  Bang——

  As a loud and sonorous bell tolled through the clouds, everyone in Hei Feng Zhai lifted their heads, with excited expressions flashing across their eyes, before hastily gathering at the square in front of the stronghold.

  The sound of the bell rang out, after a lapse of twenty years, the mountain stronghold trial of Heifeng Village was about to begin again.

  The gathering didn't take long, after all, the disciples of Hei Feng Zhai had been waiting for a very long time. A minute later, almost everyone was present.

  In front of the main hall of Heifeng Village, several animal skin chairs were placed in the center. Xia Man sat in the middle, while Xia Ye and a few others sat on either side, sitting upright with their backs straight.

  "Head of the village, shouldn't we start already? Can't let the mountain village disciples wait for too long." Xia Ye urged with a fake smile on his face, because at this moment he suddenly saw that Xia Lin had not yet arrived.

  "Quiet." Xia Man glanced at him and said calmly before falling silent again.

  Xia Ye retreated with a hint of gloom, his mind already clear. Xia Man, who had previously been indifferent to such matters, suddenly put Xia Lin in the first place. The glance he gave him earlier was just a warning. If he continued to be insolent, he would likely receive a lesson from Xia Man.

  But what delighted Xia Ye was that after waiting for a whole hour, with the sun high in the sky, Xia Lin still hadn't arrived.

  At this time, some buzzing discussions also came from the mountain stronghold disciples, apparently, some dissatisfied emotions had gathered.

  Xia Man's eyebrows slightly furrowed, knowing that she couldn't drag it out any longer. She had already sent someone to hurry Lin Er earlier, so why wasn't he here yet?

  "Silence—"

  Xia Man suddenly stood up at this time, and the scene fell silent instantly.

  "The Mountain Stronghold Trial is what, I think some of you know even better than me. Back then, it was in the Mountain Stronghold Trial that I got first place and led Black Wind Stockade to its current scale. And I believe, the next person to lead Black Wind Stockade to rise will also be one of you."

  These words are for the disciples of the Xia family to hear, and also for all the mountain stronghold disciples to hear. Because everyone knows that when Xia Man participated in the trial of the mountain stronghold, two people closely followed behind Xia Man, loyal and determined, willing to die for him. And now, these two are Xia Man's most powerful assistants, with great prestige in the mountain stronghold.

  Xia Man looked at them one by one, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and said faintly to a person beside him: "Summer Lord Hall Master, tell everyone about the rules of the mountain stronghold trial in detail."

  "Yes, Chief."

  Xia Ling walked up to the front and stood passionately on the stage, beginning to read out the rules of the Mountain Stronghold Trial.

  At this time, in front of Xia Lin's small courtyard, a slender young man was looking at the maid standing in front of him with a bitter smile.

  He was called Sun Zhong, and upon receiving the bandit chief's order, he came to summon Young Master to participate in the mountain stronghold trial as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, he hit a snag right at the entrance. The young master's maid refused to let him enter, leaving him quite helpless.

  "Green, the mountain stronghold trial is about to begin, go and call Young Master quickly."

  Lu'er's small face tightened, and she shook her head firmly: "No way, the young master said that unless he comes out himself, no one is allowed to enter."

  Sun Zhong heard this and became even more entangled, but he couldn't force the issue, so he could only persuade her: "Aiyo, can I call you Young Miss? Things have to be prioritized, the mountain stronghold trial is a huge matter, if Young Master doesn't go, his reputation will truly be ruined. How can we interact in the future? You should also consider Young Master's situation, right?"

  "Master says no, then it's no."

  Sun Zhong was scratching his ears and cheeks for a while, this girl wasn't supposed to be quite clever? Why is she so stubborn?

  He didn't know that at this time, Lü'er's heart was relieved. Not participating in the mountain trial was also good. At least, Young Master wouldn't be in danger, right?

  Boom!

  A loud voice came from inside the courtyard, and both of their faces changed color.

  Is the young master in danger?

  What command is there to care about now? The two rushed into the courtyard and saw an unbelievable scene.

  Xia Lin stood in the courtyard, steady as a mountain, slowly sinking his breath.

  In front of Xia Lin, that ancient tree with a trunk as wide as one meter, suddenly fell down!

  Sun Zhong took a deep breath of cold air, such a thick and sturdy tree, I'm afraid it's been alive for many years, yet it was broken with just one palm.

  From the broken place, a clear palm print can be seen, which is the handwriting of the young master.

  Such a clear mark, such an overbearing power, the power of this palm, is probably already at the level of Ninefold Refining Body!

  Young master, have you already reached the ninth level of physique refinement?

  Sun Zhong swallowed his saliva and looked again, but he didn't sense the aura of Body Tempering Ninth Layer on Xia Lin's body, so he let out a breath. That's what I said, how could it be possible to reach Body Tempering Ninth Layer in just a few short months? That's not human anymore, that's a freak!

  Although it may not be the ninth level of body refinement, judging from this, the village master has probably imparted a top-notch martial skill. At least, it's a first-rate peak-level technique, or even a second-rate martial art.

  He can master it in a short time, and his talent is far superior to that of the second young master.

  It seems that the village head has someone to take over.

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