Chapter 42: Absolute Suppression!

  "You... are you just going to let us go?" Xia Yan looked at him with some surprise, clearly finding it quite strange. After all, the mountain stronghold trial hadn't ended yet, and if they rested and then made another move, wouldn't that bring a lot of trouble for Xia Lin and the others?

  "Or what?"

  Xia Lin gave her a glance and slapped her on the head with an annoyed expression.

  "Ow, it hurts."

  Xia Yan cried out in pain, and Xia Lin's sharp teeth gleamed again as he snarled at her.

  Xia Lin couldn't help but smile wryly. "Remember, the mountain stronghold trial is just a trial after all. This isn't a life-or-death duel; we're still members of the Xia family!"

  "Being the leader of Hei Feng Zhai is not only a right, but also a responsibility. I have to be responsible for thousands of Hei Feng Zhai disciples. If I don't even dare to admit my failure in this matter, what qualifications do I have to be the leader of Hei Feng Zhai?"

  Xia Yang heard these words and seemed to be thinking deeply, while Xia Yan blinked her eyes in confusion.

  "Alright, withdraw. You all should head back early too." Xia Lin said after he finished speaking, turned around and left, but suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Xia Yan, and smiled: "Little Tiger Tooth is very cute, haha."

  After finishing speaking, Xia Lin led the crowd to leave quickly. Soon, only a few Black Wind Gang disciples who were either unconscious or seriously injured remained here.

  Xia Yan rushed in the direction Xia Lin had left, clearly still fuming over Xia Lin's parting shot.

  Xia Yang sank into thought for a moment, his foolish face revealing a hint of cleverness. He looked at his mischievous little sister and said, "I think, maybe he'll make a good leader."

  "Is that so?" Xiaoyan thought for a moment, "Hmph, who knows, anyway next time he bullies me, I'll definitely get revenge on him."

  Xia Yang shook his head and smiled, for this little sister, he really had no way. But suddenly, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes, "What a pity, his cultivation talent was ultimately too poor, otherwise, he should have gone very far."

  Xia Yan also hesitated for a moment and said vaguely: "Maybe."

  Is she a fifth-level cultivator? Hmph, just now when I slapped her on the head, she didn't even react before being slapped, with such strength, could she be a fifth-level cultivator?

  "Rustle——rustle——"

  Several horse-drawn carriages were moving slowly, Sun Zhong stood beside Xia Lin and asked, "Young master, why are you in such a hurry this time?"

  He felt strange about this sudden departure. It's no wonder he asked, usually when they obtained the spiritual grass, everyone would start cultivating immediately, trying to break through as soon as possible and increase their strength. But this time, having obtained so much spiritual grass, they hadn't even started cultivating yet before setting off.

  "I don't know."

  Xia Lin shook his head, a serious look flashing in his eyes: "I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't quite put my finger on it. For now, only Xia Cheng is left, let's defeat him quickly and then return to the mountain stronghold."

  "En, good." Sun Zhong also nodded, "A martial artist like him, not diligently cultivating, yet resorting to such sinister schemes. Xia Cheng really doesn't deserve to be our Black Wind Fortress's Second Young Master. Even Xia Yang and Xia Yan are stronger than him."

  Xia Lin smiled and did not comment on this remark. He then turned to Sun Zhong and said, "Tell Ke Le to contact Xia Cheng, prepare for battle!"

  "Alright."

  Sun Zhong nodded and went off to make arrangements.

  When the homing pigeon returned with the address, Xia Lin led everyone to rush over. However, no matter how surprised he was before, when he really saw where Xia Sheng was located, Xia Lin was still shocked. The huge manor, the mountain bandit disciples wandering around, the women being teased everywhere in the manor, and the large pile of resources stacked deep within the manor all left Xia Lin shocked beyond words.

  Xia Cheng actually hid here to enjoy himself?

  This is simply unthinkable!

  Watching groups of fake disciples following the ladies of the manor, flirting and quarreling, is one thing, but many people are actually forcibly bullying some women to satisfy their own desires.

  Xia Lin took one look and then anger surged up in his heart.

  There has never been any taboo between warriors, but bullying some ordinary people is a bit too much, especially this kind of behavior!

  "Scum!"

  Xia Lin coldly spat out this word, then turned around and said: "Sun Zhong, Xia Ming, go, take these people and directly annihilate them!"

  "Yes!"

  A cold glint flashed in both of their eyes, and weapons appeared in their hands, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

  "Up!"

  As soon as Xia Lin gave the order, everyone rushed up in an instant and charged into the manor. The dense black wind gang disciples trampled this manor flat.

  Wherever they pass through, whoever they encounter who are tyrannical and oppressive, they directly behead!

  Even so, he was once a disciple of Heifeng Gang!

  When Xia Lin found Xia Cheng, he discovered that Xia Cheng was cultivating in a room and didn't know what was happening outside.

  "Boom!"

  Xia Lin directly kicked open the door with one foot and startled Xia Cheng who was in meditation.

  "Summer's here!" Xia Lin gave him a cold glance.

  Xia Chen suddenly regained his composure and woke up: "Xia Lin? How are you here?"

  "You can be here, why can't I?" Xia Lin snorted, "What's the story with those mountain bandits outside who are humiliating good women?"

  "Brothers, coming out for a trip, of course we have to have fun. Can you still control this?" Xia Cheng let out a cold hum, his eyes scanning the surroundings, and upon seeing the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

  Not far away, his subordinates were being thoroughly slaughtered. Facing Xia Lin's subordinates, they didn't have any power to resist and were directly killed off. Moreover, the enemy had a large number of people, so soon, almost all of his subordinates were dead.

  Xia Cheng's eyes blazed with fury: "Xia Lin, you dare! They are all disciples of the Black Wind Fortress, and yet you have the audacity to slaughter them so ruthlessly."

  "What's the point of killing them?" Xia Lin sneered, "By doing such a thing, they are no longer worthy of being called Black Wind Fortress disciples!"

  "Looking for death!"

  Xia Cheng gazed coldly at Xia Lin, his anger surging higher and higher. For more than three months, he had been infuriated by Xia Lin, yet unable to strike back. This time was also their first direct confrontation.

  What shocked him was that Mingming Kele said they would arrive three days later, but they came today.

  It was precisely because they had an undercover agent transmitting messages at all times that they let their guard down, never expecting to be ambushed by Xia Lin and having the entire pot overturned.

  "When summer arrives, I will definitely kill you."

  Xia Cheng said with an icy gaze, that surging killing intent made Xia Lin feel clearly.

  "Really?"

  Xia Lin glanced at him and said, "You still have a chance to make it through today."

  "How many days have you lived?"

  Hahaha.

  "It's hilarious, ignorance is fearless." Xia Cheng's mouth corner slightly smiled, the power on his body suddenly burst out, a strong momentum swept towards the surroundings, pressing down on everyone.

  Ninefold Body Refining Peak!

  This is Xia Cheng's current strength.

  Enough strength to look down on all young people! This is also the source of his confidence.

  "Boom!"

  A loud and violent rumbling sound, the things around Xia Cheng were shaken off by him. At this moment, he was looking at Xia Lin with a cold face, with a self-satisfied expression.

  That way, let Xia Lin look at it with a bit of helplessness: "Do you know? Xia Sheng. Having the power to pretend to be forceful is awesome, but not having the power to pretend to be forceful, that's just pure nonsense! People like you are simply the most annoying kind of pretentious!"

  Xia Cheng was stunned, and before he could analyze what Xia Lin had said, a loud piercing sound came from afar, a sharp arrow shot through the air, heading straight for him.

  "Hmm!"

  Xia Chen let out a cold hum and mobilized all his strength to defend himself, finally completely intercepting the sharp arrow.

  Xia Lin shook his head, just as he had said before, Xia Cheng's strength was too weak! Although he had reached the 9th level of Body Tempering, he didn't have the corresponding powerful martial skills. It would be fine if he didn't have them, but instead of learning quickly, he relied on the spiritual grass to assist him and continued to cultivate non-stop, without practicing his martial skills.

  So, although he already had the strength of the 9th layer of Body Tempering, most of the time, he could only burst out with the average strength of the 9th layer of Body Tempering. Facing Xia Ming's attack, he was naturally unable to resist.

  If Xia Ming's attack made Xia Cheng exhausted from defending, then Sun Zhong's attack was like a fierce beast roaring out, with the powerful strength of tempered body eight times, directly smashing towards Xia Cheng.

  "Boom!"

  "Boom!"

  "Boom!"

  Successive attacks made it somewhat difficult for Xia Cheng to resist.

  "Damn it!"

  This combination of far and near is simply a deadly move, making it impossible for him to exert any strength. What's even more depressing is that he doesn't have any handy martial skills, with only a physically strong body that has been tempered nine times over.

  But can't play out too much, the current strength, can only be considered as stronger than ordinary tempered body eightfold, but also weaker than regular tempered body ninefold.

  Stuck between two extremes, neither up nor down.

  "Summer is here, come and try it yourself!" Xia Sheng shouted, this feeling of suffocation made him very uncomfortable.

  Xia Lin smiled slightly, "Personally take action to kill you? That would be too easy for you. In the past, your father was a loser, and now you are just like him, also a loser, and still a weakling! Only knowing how to use schemes and tricks, but not having the real matching strength."

  "You few, come on." Xia Lin said to several black wind gang disciples beside him.

  "Yes!"

  Several people responded in unison and then rushed up together.

  If it can be said that Xia Ming and Sun Zhong's attacks made Xia Cheng feel stifled and could only resist, then the attacks of these seven senior brothers were like the last straw that crushed the camel, pressing him down alive.

  "Boom!"

  A loud rumbling sound came, Xia Cheng was knocked out and fell to the ground.

  Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Xia Cheng struggled to his feet and roared: "Xia Lin! You don't even have the guts to duel me one-on-one, what are you competing for as the heir of Hei Feng Gang?"

  Xia Lin shrugged his shoulders, "It's not that I don't want a one-on-one match, it's just that I'm not interested in something as unimpressive as you."