I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

As soon as Lin Che stepped onto the edge of the square, the noisy voice clearly reached his ears.

"Do you dare to fight me? If you're afraid, just say so!"

This was followed by Li Jin's hurried apology and Lu Jun's increasingly arrogant roar.

In just a few words, he roughly deduced what had happened.

It's nothing more than young people being jealous and acting impulsively, speaking without thinking.

The faint smile on his lips gradually turned cold.

But it wasn't because someone was foolish enough to cause trouble at his Golden Elixir Banquet.

He wasn't even worth getting angry at, that mere novice in the late stage of Qi Refining.

What turned his smile cold was that his usual caution made him involuntarily overthink things.

Is there any other meaning behind the other party's unusual behavior?

On the surface, Chuyang City appears calm, but beneath the surface lies a powerful and ruthless organization—the Shadow Hall.

That secret force belonging to the Demon Palace of Rebellion has been quietly laying its groundwork in the territory of Chuyang City for years.

Today, at his Golden Elixir Banquet, with all forces gathered, it is the perfect occasion for someone to take advantage of the chaos.

Was Lu Jun really only jumping out because of jealousy?

Or is someone using this boy to plan something?

Lin Che's gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the young man whose face was flushed and whose fighting spirit was boiling.

He is in the late stage of Qi Refining and has a superior spiritual root, so he does indeed have some talent.

interesting.

Since the other party had already made a move, he would accept it.

This is a good opportunity to see what the Shadow Hall is really up to.

With a slight thought, a voice transmission silently entered Lin Xuanjing's ear:

"Xuan Jing, accept his challenge and see what he has to rely on. This is a perfect opportunity to show the Lin family's style."

In the distance, Lin Xuanjing stood with his hands behind his back, calmly watching this farce unfold.

Upon hearing his father's voice transmission, he was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"it is good."

He responded softly, it was unclear whether he was responding to his father or to this sudden challenge.

Then, he moved.

With a simple flip, her clothes fluttered, and she landed steadily on the high platform at the front of the square.

The platform was originally intended for Lin Che to give a speech, but now it has become his temporary arena.

He raised the jade spear with flowing clouds in his hand, its tip pointing at Lu Jun, his voice clear and unhurried:

"I accept your challenge."

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

To everyone's surprise, the Lin family member actually accepted the challenge.

In this situation, it would be appropriate to have him forcibly removed.

This person is truly kind!

Lin Xuanjing on the high platform paused, his smile deepening.

"Since you only have the strength of the Qi Refining stage, I won't bully you. I will suppress my cultivation to the late Qi Refining stage and fight you fairly."

Upon hearing this, a low gasp of surprise immediately arose from the crowd.

To suppress one's cultivation level to the late stage of Qi Refining and fight against an opponent while only at the Foundation Establishment stage is not only a matter of confidence, but also a matter of solid foundation.

It clearly tells everyone: even if you are at the same level, you are far from being my match.

Lu Jun's face turned pale and then flushed.

He could certainly hear the contempt in the other person's words, but the words had already been spoken, and the arrow was on the bowstring, so he had no choice but to release it.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his panic and regret, and rushed towards the platform in a few flashes.

His movements were quite good, swift and sharp, creating a gust of wind.

A black spear flew out of his storage pouch at his waist and landed in his palm.

The gun was entirely black, with a thick shaft and a dark, ominous tip, exuding a domineering and fierce aura.

He gripped his guns with both hands, glaring angrily, his fighting spirit boiling.

He had no way out.

If he loses, Lu Jun will have no face left in Chuyang City after today.

He must win.

"Make your move."

Lin Xuanjing's voice came from the other side, still as calm and composed as ever.

Lu Jun no longer hesitated.

He gripped the gun with both hands, bent his knees slightly, and his inner energy surged wildly throughout his body!

"drink--!"

With a loud shout, he charged towards Lin Xuanjing like a cannonball!

The black spear in his hand transformed into a black lightning bolt, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it pierced straight into Lin Xuanjing's chest!

This shot was absolutely domineering.

There were no fancy moves, no feints, only the purest power and the most direct killing intent.

The Lu family's spear technique was inherently characterized by its fierce and domineering style.

"Good timing."

A hint of admiration flashed in Lin Xuanjing's eyes.

This person's marksmanship is indeed solid, and the power of this shot is already top-notch among those of the same level.

Unfortunately……

His body swayed slightly.

With just a slight tilt of his head, without even moving an inch, Lu Jun's menacing spear grazed past his clothes, missing its mark.

The gust of wind generated by the spear tip only stirred a few strands of his hair.

"What?" Lu Jun's pupils shrank.

He clearly aimed at the other person's chest, and it looked like he was about to stab him, so how did it go astray?

But now is not the time to think.

He missed with his spear thrust, then changed his move accordingly, sweeping the spear horizontally in a black arc, slashing at Lin Xuanjing in the waist!

This sweeping motion was even more powerful than the previous thrust; if it hit, it would be enough to cut a person in half at the waist!

however--

Lin Xuanjing simply tapped his toes lightly, and his entire body rose up like a falling leaf, carried by the sweeping gust of wind.

The gun passed right under his feet, without even touching the soles of his shoes.

Lu Jun's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, changing his tactics once again.

Thrust, flick, sweep, chop, strike, tap, deflect...

He fired eighteen shots in one go!

Every shot was fired with full force, every shot was domineering and fierce, every shot aimed straight for the vital points!

The black spear in his hand transformed into a sky full of spear shadows, almost engulfing Lin Xuanjing entirely!

The audience watched intently.

Lu Jun's marksmanship is indeed excellent. For someone his age, to have reached this level is something to be proud of.

The black spear shadows were like a raging storm, relentless and continuous. If any cultivator at the late stage of Qi Refining were to go up there, they would probably be unable to withstand it.

however--

Lin Xuanjing remained standing there.

Or rather, he is still "drifting" there.

Yes, drifting.

His feet barely left that small area, yet he effortlessly dodged every single shot from Lu Jun with the slightest precision.

Sometimes it's a slight turn of the body, sometimes a gentle tilt of the head, sometimes a touch of the toes, sometimes a flick of the sleeve.

Every dodge was perfectly timed, not a fraction more or less.

The countless gunshots seemed to have no effect on him.

A faint smile always lingered on his face.

Calm, indifferent, and even a little... bored?

Lu Jun grew increasingly alarmed and desperate as the fight progressed.

He discovered that he couldn't hit his opponent at all.

It wasn't that the opponent was too fast, nor that their movements were too unpredictable.

Rather, it was as if the other party could see through every shot he fired.

Every time he made a move, his opponent seemed to know exactly where he was going to strike, and easily dodged it.

It felt like an adult playing with a child.

After eighteen shots, Lu Jun's breathing became erratic.

He was breathing heavily, sweat was pouring down his forehead, and his hand holding the gun was trembling slightly.

On the other side, Lin Xuanjing still stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, calm and composed, not even his breathing was out of order.

The entire room fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

Everyone could see that this wasn't a fight; it was clearly an old man toying with a child!

"Is that all your marksmanship is about?"

His tone contained no sarcasm, no contempt, only a faint disappointment.

It's as if to say: I thought you could make me take things a little more seriously.

Lu Jun's face turned bright red, almost as if it were about to bleed.

He stared intently at Lin Xuanjing, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation.

From childhood to adulthood, he was always the best among his peers, and was cherished by the elders of his clan. No one had ever dared to treat him like this, to look down on him so condescendingly, or to play with him so casually.

But now, he can't even touch the hem of the other person's clothes.

"I...I..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Just then.

He suddenly remembered the pill in his pocket.

That was given to him secretly by his father before he left, who said, "If you encounter danger, taking this will allow you to unleash strength no less than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

He didn't pay much attention at the time, thinking his father was just overthinking it.

But now...

He gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

We'll give it our all.