Martial Hero Rebirth

Supreme experts at some point learned to separate the inner strength from the body and use it for incredibly powerful attacks.

The Dragon King did not hold back. As soon as he entered the battlefield, only after noticing the target, he immediately used his ultimate technique - a violet light separated from his palm, forming another palm, but faster, bigger, stronger.

Lin Yi's heart stopped beating.

He wasn't ready for the supreme experts, much less one of the strongest. Why did four people at once abandon all plans, leave the fortifications, and risk falling into a trap just to kill him??..

Against a weak supreme expert, Lin Yi still had a chance... but the Purple Dragon King? One of the Four Dragon Kings of the Ming Cult? One of the ten strongest in the whole world?

Powerful, wise, and cunning.

This man did not give his opponents a chance to win or escape..

Since he became famous, not a single opponent has managed to escape from him alive.

The strength of this master was not so frightening as his intelligence!

He didn't notice how he had crossed the last line of demons' patience.

The purple palm cannot be dodged. She will reach her goal anyway.

Running away won't work either. The Purple Dragon King moved faster than him.

The heart still hasn't made a single beat.

Lin Yi saw no way out...

It looks like the last day of his life has come.

But despair did not make him lower his shoulders.

He didn't expect to win, but he wasn't going to give up without a fight.!

Even if you are destined to die, then die on the battlefield! Standing on your feet, not your knees!

Lin Yi gritted his teeth, draining the eighth and seventh outer meridians dry. Inner strength filled him with such an amount of energy that his blood vessels and muscles almost burst..

A clap of thunder passed across the battlefield, reflected in his aura..

The shiny blade stood in the way of the purple palm, the hands holding it tore the loose robe, filled with such muscles that the skin cracked from the tension.

“Hmph!”

The Dragon King just snorted. The Sword God controlled his inner strength with precision unimaginable for his age, and its depth was amazing - something that should have been mastered by supreme experts, not those who had just ascended to the peak of the first class.

And yet, even if the boy had already become semi-supreme, what did it mean to him, the giant of the fist world??

His palm has crushed many enemies, she won’t even notice another ant.

«Boo-um!»

From the shock wave, plants were torn out by their roots, a whole layer of soil rose in a wave, people fell off their feet and even the clouds trembled.

Everyone on the battlefield shrank before their eyes, following the shadow that flew away with a bloody fountain..

The man fell to the ground with his back down, like a meteor. He vomited blood again.

People running as fast as they could stopped for a second.

“Sword God!”

“Young Master Lin!”

Wang Yuluo trembled in horror, she screamed and stepped towards him...

“Stop, you fool!”

But Huang Yiting did not allow.

“Let me go! I have to help him!”

“How? By your death?! Run, fool, run!”

She spoke in a completely cold tone, as if she didn’t feel anything, but her voice was trembling, and tears were gathering in her eyes..

“Ha ha ha, righteous bastards! With what pleasure did you chop down our people, and now all of a sudden you’ve lost your fuse? Well, it’s okay, the old Gatekeeper will take you to the other side!”

The bloodlust was boiling, the gatekeeper was going to kill.

“Run!” Huang Yiting screamed and pulled her along.

“But Lin Yi! My Lin I-i-i!..”

Yuluo turned pale, her eyes glazed over..

Lin Yi, covered in blood, rose to his feet again. But no one tried to help him.

Even now, he smiled tenderly, filling everyone with hope in this desperate moment..

The three supreme experts of the vicious cults were catching up with them, killing everyone on the way. The righteous disciples died one after another, not having time to oppose anything.

Experts at the peak of the first class were now no stronger than insects. Namely, the enemies were chasing them.

And each attack killed dozens of people at once. Where the supreme experts did not appear, a bloody storm broke out.

Complete defeat. Catastrophic losses.

At this rate, no one was destined to reach Kaifeng.

“Stand!”

Almost a third of the righteous disciples died, more than a thousand people, when a loud roar was heard.

Four people, dressed in golden light, like shining robes, ascended the hill.

Each of them had bald heads and hands folded in traditional gestures of politeness..

Supreme Shaolin Monks!

The gatekeeper laughed ominously and asked:

“Have the rats finally crawled out of their holes? Don't be afraid to lay your heads here?”

He licked his pale lips with his scarlet tongue and grinned:

“This is the fight I've been dreaming about for a long time!”

“Shut your mouth if you don't want to face death.”

The monk took a step forward, but not another step. As if he had no intention of taking part in the battle.

The gatekeeper snorted, looked back, and asked:

“Hey donkey, you stopped us, but why don't you even look at the Dragon King, huh? Shouldn't you, who are so righteous, save your greatest disciple? Ha ha ha.”

“The Sword God has shown miracles more than once. I believe that he will find a way to escape this time too,” Lao Na answered calmly, without changing his face at all..

The gatekeeper laughed. He pointed his finger at him, but continued to laugh, unable to utter a word..

Finally, pulling himself together, the devil said:

“How thick-skinned you are, it’s hard to believe, ha ha ha! No one has ever been doomed to death so beautifully! As a demon, I am very impressed, ha ha ha! It's amazing that your goals and ours are so similar, huh, Shaolin? We wish death on all the righteous bastards, and so do you! So let's watch the show together! Oh, even better: let's ask the Dragon King to brutally torture the boy first, shall we? After all, this is what you really want, eh, greatest in the righteous path?! Ha ha ha!”

“I’m sure it will end quickly,” answered the monk with a friendly smile..

The gatekeeper laughed so hard that even in Kaifeng they heard it.

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“What's happening?! Why don't you help him?! Save Master Lin! I pray!”

Yuluo was sure that they were saved, but the Shaolin monks simply stood and watched as Lin Yi was killed.

“Why would they suddenly save the one they most want dead?” Itin said coldly, looking at the bald donkeys with hatred.

“B-but how?! Young Master Lin killed so many demons in Kaifeng, he did so much for them!”

“Yes, and now the battle for Kaifeng is over. Lin Yi is no longer valuable to them, so they want to get rid of their potential rival as soon as possible.”

Itin spoke calmly enough, but her clenched fists betrayed her emotions..

“Shaolin always sticks knives in the backs of its allies. Get used to it.”

“H-how?.. They are the first among the righteous?..”

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“Monastery scum!” shouted Mu Ziyan. “Rats are cowardly! He turned the tide of the war, and you give him to the wolves to eat!”

“Big brother!” Chu Yaoyin screamed with tears in her eyes..

“I, Linghu Feng, swear that this will not go unpunished..”

He held the hilt of the sword so tightly that blood ran down the blade..

It was painful for him to watch the death of the one who opened his eyes and made him the person he became now.

But what could he do?

It didn't develop fast enough. Therefore, I could only drown in despair and helplessness, watching as my older brother took blow after blow, turned pale, and became weaker..

“Senior Brother Lin, perform a miracle! Survive!”

“You can't die! Huashan needs you! Five Mountain Swords need you!”

“If he dies...” muttered Linghu Feng... “I swear, I will kill everyone and everyone in the Ming cult, I will not spare a single creature. And then I'll do the same with Shaolin.”

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“Why don't they help??!”

“Shaolin left him for dead?!”

“The Sword God insulted Shaolin and for this they leave him to die?”

“Lin Yi! Run! Just run! You must survive! We can't win without you!”

“Hang in there, Lin Yi! Fight!”

The crowd felt as much hatred towards Shaolin as they did hopelessness towards the fate of their hero..

He was vomiting blood, he was close to death from the first blow, but continued to take blows and try to counterattack.

Another palm sent him flying, practically tearing his organs to shreds. Clothes were already hanging in bloody scraps, all the skin was reddened from the burst blood vessels underneath..

The six outer meridians were devastated. Only two left.

But if he is destined to die on the battlefield, then he will fight until his last breath. Until the last second. Until the last heartbeat.

Sticking his sword into the ground, Lin Yi stood up again.

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