Chapter Thirty-Seven: Witnessing the Marriage

  In defense formation to deal with the attacks of all Heifengzhai disciples, Qing Song used his tempered body ninefold absolute strength to defeat them in one move, because at least on the surface, the strongest is Sun Zhong, who has a tempered body eightfold!

  "It's interesting."

  Xia's lips curled up slightly as he smiled, having cultivated for seven days, just in time to lack one person to verify his own strength, and compared to him, there were many people who had the same idea.

  "Attention, all disciples!"

  Xia Lin pointed at the over ten people who had formed a defensive formation and coldly snorted: "Attack!"

  "Roar!"

  More than 90 disciples charged down, instantly surrounding more than a dozen Qing Shan Men disciples. Countless attacks rained down, but the sword flowers like green lotus completed under the combination of more than a dozen Qing Shan disciples, defending against all attacks without leaking a single drop of water. After all, their own strength was much stronger.

  Qing Song didn't mind the attack from that side at all, seemingly having absolute confidence in Qing Shan's disciples. On the contrary, he held a long sword and walked towards Xia Lin, Sun Zhong, and Lü Er.

  Capture the leader first, he believes that as long as Sun Zhong is defeated and Xia Lin is captured, these people will naturally follow him back to Qing Shan Men.

  Xia Lin saw the situation and smiled slightly, saying to Sun Zhong: "Protect Green."

  "Yes." Sun Zhongying said, and quickly retreated with Lü'er.

  Xia Lin quietly took two steps forward and firmly stood in front of Qing Song: "Want to play?"

  Qing Song was taken aback, on Xia Lin's body, he couldn't see any signs of cultivation.

  Xia Lin smiled carelessly, his still body suddenly bursting out like a spark of flint, the speed was so fast that it was unbelievable! His high-speed moving figure changed several times in an instant and then punched towards Qing Song.

  Although somewhat unexpected, Qing Song reacted extremely quickly.

  With an extreme timing, he placed his long sword horizontally, blocking Xia Lin's fist.

  "Boom!"

  A loud and violent rumbling sound, Qing Song was suddenly blown back dozens of steps, his long sword fiercely thrust into the ground, only then did he manage to stop himself, his feet leaving behind two deep footprints, as well as a long sword mark.

  The power of one blow is so great!

  Even Sun Zhong was shocked by this scene, let alone the excitedly attacking Black Wind Gang disciples. Young Master, you're even stronger than before!

  Qing Song wiped away the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Xia Lin in front of him who still didn't show any signs of weakness, and finally a hint of shock flashed across his eyes.

  This power... Tempering Body Ninefold Apex!

  This seemingly young youth has actually reached this stage? The stage where he can casually enter the Vortex Realm! He was eighteen when he entered this realm, originally thinking that he was already fast enough.

  Never thought this young man in front of him would be faster than himself!

  Two years, he has not made progress for two years! Rushing into the threshold of the cyclone realm is like a heavenly slash that blocks him at the door, but also makes him stronger in the physical realm.

  It's been a long time since I've met an opponent.

  At this thought, Qing Song couldn't help but smile slightly, sheathing his long sword and looking at Xia Lin once again.

  Xia Lin raised his head and saw the fighting spirit in Qing Song's eyes, and suddenly burst out laughing. His whole body shook with power as he charged at Qing Song once again.

  "Boom!"

  "Boom!"

  Under everyone's shocked gaze, the two actually started a fierce battle!

  One punch after another, the surging power shattered several surrounding boulders, each blow containing unimaginable force.

  Lingfeng Palm, eight palms in front, in Xia Lin's hands, majestic and powerful, each palm has a lot of charm, compared to the previous display, it is many times stronger! And Qing Song, on the other hand, used a set of boxing techniques, which seemed to belong to the same first-class boxing technique as Xia Lin, and did not fall behind in the confrontation.

  The two men's powers were evenly matched, and their grasp of the first-class martial arts was also equivalent. Whether it was palm or fist techniques, they had both reached a state of perfection. Countless moves clashed and passed, yet they remained in a stalemate.

  "Great!"

  With a loud slap, his fists clashed with Qing Song's, and Xia Lin burst out laughing. This was the first time he had fully unleashed the power of his blood veins.

  Although on the surface, the two men's powers were evenly matched, in reality, Qing Song had been cultivating for who knows how many years and had already reached the peak of Body Tempering at the 9th level! As for Xia Lin? To put it bluntly, he hadn't cultivated at all, up until now he was only relying on the power of his bloodline within his body.

  With just his unliberated and unrefined strength, he was actually evenly matched with Qing Song, how could he not be excited.

  "You're also very strong."

  Qing Song nodded in praise, "With the same strength and the same opponent, especially feeling the thick power inside Xia Lin's body, after countless attacks, it actually made a slight relaxation of the bottleneck in his body!"

  He can't wait to go back and close the door, then impact the vortex realm! However, he knows it's not possible, as there are things that need to be done now, such as bringing this powerful Xia Lin back.

  If it's the murderer, let Master handle it. If not, that would be even better. With such talent, if he becomes a disciple under Qing Shan, wouldn't that be a good thing?

  "Bring out your true strength, I've said it before, I'm going to take you back for investigation." Qing Song drew his long sword again, aiming at Xia Lin, this time he was going to unleash his own strength.

  Xia Lin shrugged slightly unexpectedly and pinched his right hand lightly, "Since you want to play, I'll accompany you to have a good time."

  "Come on!"

  The green pine and long sword clear sound, lightly trembling, a force is constantly brewing.

  Just as Xia Lin was about to make his move, he suddenly furrowed his brow, "Wait a minute—"

  One sentence made Qing Song pause, and the attack stopped immediately: "What? You want to go back with me?"

  Xia Lin shook her head and looked outside the mountain stronghold. Qing Song turned his head to look, but saw nothing. After a few more breaths, he still saw nothing.

  "How ridiculous!" Qinglin said disdainfully from a distance.

  Just then, a figure emerged from the corner, a young strong man was supporting an elderly hunchbacked old man who walked slowly over.

  "Big Strong? Village Chief?"

  "Village head?"

  The disciples of Heifeng Village in the distance also stopped attacking instantly, and as the village chief walked closer and closer, they were afraid that if they weren't careful, they would affect the village chief. What was the village chief doing here at this time?

  Qīng Sōng's eyes flashed with a shocked expression, that kind of distance... this young man actually sensed it! How much strength had he been hiding?

  The disciples of Qing Shan Men looked at each other's expressions and seemed to realize something. One by one, they stopped their attacks and returned to Qing Song's side.

  "Hey, what's going on here?" The village chief said with a bit of panting after taking a short rest. "I heard from Da Zhuang that the disciples of Qing Shan Men are back, I knew something was bound to happen, and now you're all rushing up here."

  Qing Song's heart and spirit stirred, he cupped his hands and asked the village elder: "Sir, do you know me, a disciple of Qing Shan Men?"

  "Of course." The village chief sighed, "A few months ago, a young man claiming to be a disciple of the Green Mountain Sect came here unintentionally, saying he wanted to go up the mountain to find the Seven Spirits Flower. What kind of spiritual grass would be found in this place? But no matter how much we advised him against it, that young man still insisted on going up. In the end... Alas, he was killed by the mountain bandits of Xiaoshan Village."

  "The Xiaoyao Village has been living under the poison of mountain bandits for a long time, until just a few days ago... Xia Lin's younger brother rushed here, cleared out the mountain bandits and also rescued the villagers who had been imprisoned for many years." The village chief said with some excitement.

  Just then, the figures of people appeared in the distance, and it was the villagers of Xiaoshan Village. Most of them were the villagers who had been rescued that day. At this time, young or old, men and women, they all looked at Xia Lin with excitement.

  The village elder burst into tears: "I never thought that in my lifetime, I would see such a day."

  "Good fellow!"

  The village chief finished speaking and suddenly knelt down, Xia Lin was shocked, hastily holding him up, but he could hold the village chief, but couldn't hold back the hundreds of villagers behind.

  Everyone knelt on the ground in gratitude.

  It made Xia Lin feel a mix of emotions for a moment. He didn't do anything, he just completed his task and happened to rescue the villagers along the way. But what he got in return was the gratitude of all the villagers in the small mountain village. These kind-hearted villagers were afraid of encountering danger when they first met him and wanted to drive him away. When they encountered the mountain bandits again, they were willing to let them go first, and the villagers covered for them.

  The simplicity of these villagers made Xia Lin's face hot, and he struggled to walk through, seeing too many conspiracies and even fratricide. At least his second uncle had a strong desire for the position of village chief, and more than once wanted to get rid of his father, get rid of him. Compared with these villagers, his second uncle was simply a scumbag!

  Human nature is good; they are heaven's greatest treasure before being contaminated.

  The Qing Shan Men disciple next to him was embarrassed and lowered his head, most of the sect's disciples had a chivalrous heart, they also knew that they had found the wrong target, especially Qing Lin, who was lowering her head, not knowing what to say.

  After a long time, Xia Lin finally helped the villagers up and said to the village chief: "Village chief, let everyone go back first. After staying here for a few years, everyone's body is not very good, they need more rest."

  "Don't worry, they're more robust than me. Village chief waved his hand and said, "Xia Gongzi, go to the village to rest, everyone has prepared food, just waiting for you."

  "Right, we can't help much, just treat you well." Da Zhuang scratched his head and smiled foolishly, then said with some embarrassment: "Uh... Xiaolong's dad said that since Master Xia hasn't left yet, it's a good opportunity to witness our marriage, otherwise he won't let Xiaoling marry me."

  Suddenly stunned, witness the wedding?

  The village chief smiled and said, "Dazhuang this child has long been an orphan, growing up alone, and he's not too clever either. Xiaolong's father has always been prejudiced against him because of this. But with Master Xia as a witness this time, I suppose there shouldn't be any problem."

  Xia Lin couldn't help but smile wryly, never expecting that at just 16 years old, she would have to act as a witness for someone's wedding.