Observing Wanfa from the martial arts school servants

Chapter 134 Successful Finishing Move

With the matter settled, Young Master Jin Yu put away his folding fan, cupped his hands in greeting to Quan Zhan and Quan Xin, and said with a smile, "Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, I will not bother you any longer."

He turned and walked down the hillside, but stopped after a few steps and turned his head to look at Yu Qiubai.

"Does Chief Yu wish me to send someone to escort him for a while?"

Yu Qiubai flicked the broken shards of the ice shield from his palm, and the bluish-white chill slowly dissipated at his feet.

He stood up straight, blood still seeping from the wound on his left leg, but his back was ramrod straight, and his tone carried a hint of toughness.

"No need."

"In broad daylight, apart from the Quan family, no one should dare to touch Yu."

"If Yu dies, he will belong to Quan Jiaqian."

Young Master Jin Yu nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave with two bodyguards at the Gang Jin level.

The moon-white robe gradually faded into the morning light, soon disappearing at the edge of the woods below the hillside.

Lin Mu, lying behind the rocks, heard every word Yu Qiubai said and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

In broad daylight, no one except the Quan family dared to touch him?

Yu Qiubai seems to have already found a scapegoat for him.

Yu Qiubai's leg injury was severe, the Icefield Wolf Beast pattern was dim, the ice shield was shattered, the ice arrows were powerless, and his protective energy was exhausted. This was a rare opportunity.

Without further hesitation, he activated his Insight Technique and followed Yu Qiubai from a distance.

Yu Qiubai chose a secluded and desolate mountain path, clearly intending to avoid everyone's sight and leave alone.

His left leg dragged behind him, leaving a dark red footprint on the yellow earth with each step. He didn't walk fast, but he chose a tricky route, with dense forests on both sides and only a narrow and rugged path in the middle.

This is not a good place to take action.

Lin Mu patiently followed behind, waiting for him to emerge from the dense forest.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Yu Qiubai emerged from the dense forest, and in front of him was a wide, flat grassland.

The morning light shines on the withered yellow grass, and round dewdrops hang from the tips of the leaves. Occasionally, one or two early-rising sparrows dart out from the grass.

right here.

Lin Mu activated the two dew-covered cocoons on the soles of his feet at the same time, and his whole body sprang out from the edge of the dense forest, drawing a golden arc in the morning light.

The short-range explosive power of the Mountain-Crushing Fist, wrapped in the golden energy of the fist, blasted out from the fist tip, aiming straight for Yu Qiubai's back.

Without turning his head, Yu Qiubai flicked his right hand behind him, and an ice shield silently formed behind him.

The fist slammed into the ice shield, creating a shockwave of cyan and gold. The ice shield shattered inch by inch, and Lin Mu was thrown back several steps by the recoil.

Yu Qiubai slowly turned around.

"Transformation of internal energy?"

"You want to kill Yu?"

"Are you a member of the Kwon family?"

"No, the Quan family wouldn't be so stupid as to send someone at the Transformation Realm."

Lin Mu moved his wrists, which were numb from the impact, and readjusted his boxing stance.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; he underestimated the power of a strong warrior.

Yu Qiubai raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, and three ice arrows condensed in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, the three ice arrows shot out into the air, leaving three frost trails in their wake.

Lin Mu pushed his Golden Wings Technique to its limit, causing the two dew-like cocoons on the soles of his feet to burst open, and his entire body transformed into a golden streak of light, propelling him to the right.

Three ice arrows grazed his left shoulder and ribs, the chill from the arrows freezing a thin, brittle layer of ice on the fabric of his shoulder.

Yu Qiubai conjured five ice arrows again, blocking all escape routes.

Lin Mu's golden wings flashed through the air, tracing a dangerous and sharp arc, and he used his Insight Technique to pass through the gaps between the five ice arrows.

The arrowhead grazed his back, tearing his night clothes in the cold air and leaving a shallow, thin frostbite on his back.

He used his Insight Technique to analyze Yu Qiubai's every arrow condensation, every wrist adjustment, and every moment the ice shield solidified, breaking them down into clear trajectories.

He waited, waiting for Yu Qiubai's breathing to become heavier and more disordered, waiting for the cold light on the ice arrow to become fainter and thinner, waiting for the opponent's physical strength to be exhausted to the point where he could no longer condense an ice shield.

Yu Qiubai's left leg wound continued to bleed, and every second of delay caused him to bleed less, breathe more heavily, and weaken his internal energy.

Lin Mu stopped rushing to attack and instead circled around Yu Qiubai, constantly dodging, wearing him down, and maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too distant.

Yu Qiubai's ice arrows became increasingly sparse, and the ice shield condensed at a slower and slower pace. Each time the shield was formed, it felt like he was squeezing out force from between his bones.

Lin Mu suddenly stopped retreating, his right hand with three fingers together, the fingertips glowing with a faint blue light. In the gap of dodging an ice arrow, he pointed a finger at Yu Qiubai's brow.

If your heart is pure and clear, you will not be alarmed even if the sky falls.

The blue light flashed briefly between Yu Qiubai's brows and then vanished, washing away a layer of the remaining violence in his demonic bloodline.

A brief moment of confusion flashed in Yu Qiubai's eyes, and the trajectory of the ice arrow deviated slightly.

In that instant, Lin Mu sent out the second, third, and fourth Pure Heart Mantras.

Amidst constant change, one remains steadfast, with a tranquil and serene spirit.

Untainted by dust or grime, unstained by worldly appearances.

One after another, streaks of azure light silently bloomed in the morning light. With each flash of azure light, the icy blue in Yu Qiubai's eyes faded a little, the cold light on the ice arrow dimmed a little, and the beast markings on the ice wolf faded a little.

He suddenly let out a low, hoarse roar, drawing out all the remaining qi in his body. A bluish-white cold light surged across his entire right arm, and the beast markings of the Ice Wolf spread from the back of his neck to his entire arm. Then, he clenched his fist and pressed all the cold light into the last ice arrow.

At the same instant, Lin Mu also activated all the available power within his body.

He activated his Golden Wings Technique, his entire body tracing a golden arc in the morning light.

The Golden Wing Slash condensed into an arc-shaped blade, the azure light of the Heart-Cleansing Technique covered the blade, and a punch was thrown out.

The ice arrow shattered into countless fine ice crystals, and the azure-gold light of the Golden Wing Slash swept across Yu Qiubai's neck.

Yu Qiubai lowered his head and looked at the golden crack on his chest that was spreading at a visible speed.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but what came out of his throat was not sound, but blood.

Then he knelt down and stopped moving.

Lin Mu knelt on one knee, panting heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His chest heaved violently for a while before calming down.

He looked down at his right arm, which was trembling uncontrollably from his fingertips to his shoulder. His thumb and forefinger were split open, and blood was dripping down the edge of the bone.

Although Yu Qiubai's last arrow was shattered by the Golden Wing Slash, the residual force still traveled along the blade, making his entire right arm numb.

He propped himself up on his knees, walked to Yu Qiubai, and looked down at those eyes that had never closed until their death.

His icy blue pupils had already blurred, but a final, cold glint of resentment remained in his eyes.

Lin Mu took out the Seven Star Demon Eye bronze pendant, several dozen taels of silver, three bottles of Qi Condensation Pills, and one bottle of Rejuvenation Pills from Yu Qiubai's waist and put them into his sleeve.

Then straighten up.

The rising sun was fully emerging from behind the mountain ridge, bathing him in gold.

He squeezed the bottle of Qi Condensation Pill and grinned.

"Last hit successful."

He used his Golden Wings Technique, transforming into golden wings, and in a few leaps, quickly left the scene.

The morning class is about to begin.