High Martial Arts: Become a God by Spending Money, Start by Spending All Your Compensation Funds

"you!"

Sheng Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

He didn't expect Lin Yun to actually dare to draw his sword at school, and that it would be a deadly move right away.

He hurriedly pulled his hand away to block, and the second-tier top-grade alloy arm armor on his forearm instantly rose up.

clang!

The clanging of metal was deafening, and sparks flew everywhere.

Sheng Feng felt a numbness in his arm, and he took two steps back, his smile completely frozen.

The force of that strike far exceeded his expectations.

The students who were training nearby were startled and gathered around to watch the spectacle.

"Lin Yun, are you crazy?"

Sheng Feng's face darkened.

"Drawing a knife and committing violence in public, aren't you afraid of being expelled from the academy?"

Lin Yun stood there, knife in hand: "I'll expel you from the human race first!"

Before he finished speaking, he activated the Shadow Step, his figure flashing out like a streak of light, and slashed out with the Blood Fang Blade in his hand once more.

"You're asking for death, I'll grant your wish!"

Sheng Feng realized that Lin Yun really wanted to kill him. His martial arts, at the third level of the Martial Master realm, suddenly erupted. A long spear appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he charged towards Lin Yun.

clang!

Gunshots and blades collided instantly.

Sheng Feng's spear follows a fierce and powerful style, with the blood and qi of a third-level Martial Master flowing into it. The spear tip carries a sharp whistling sound as it cuts through the air, and every move is aimed directly at vital points.

He initially thought Lin Yun was just a newly advanced first-level martial artist who wouldn't last more than a few moves, but after exchanging blows, he realized something was wrong.

Lin Yun's footwork was unpredictable, his body as slippery as a fish, narrowly avoiding the spear tip every time. His Blood Fang Blade, however, was ruthless, a desperate fighting style.

The knife was always aimed at the neck and heart!

"madman!"

Sheng Feng cursed inwardly.

In another fierce clash, the back of the blade struck the middle of the gun barrel, and the two immense forces collided.

A loud clang rang out.

Both of their arms went numb at the same time, and the Blood Fang Knife and the spear flew out of their hands and landed diagonally on the ground not far away.

Without the soldiers, Sheng Feng actually breathed a sigh of relief, as fighting bare-handed was much less dangerous.

Looking at Lin Yun's red eyes, he felt a strange sense of fear rising in his heart.

He realized that Lin Yun was a mad dog who would actually risk his life in front of everyone.

He is the heir to the Shengshi Group, and his life is extremely precious. How could he risk his life against a poor wretch like Lin Yun?

"Lin Yun, calm down."

Sheng Feng took half a step back.

"So what if there are two dead and three injured? I'll pay compensation. I'll pay double whatever their families ask for, and we'll call it even, how about that?"

In his eyes, the lives of ordinary people are not even worth mentioning, and things that can be solved with money are not worth mentioning either.

But these words only fueled Lin Yun's anger, making him even angrier.

"Losing money?"

Lin Yun laughed, but his laughter was filled with chilling intent.

"Two lives lost, how are you going to compensate us?!"

The moment he finished speaking, his blood and qi surged violently.

His skin flushed red at a visible speed, and his pupils surged with blood, even more intense than Du Fei's over-limit state that day.

A terrifying aura suddenly spread out, and the shockwave carried dust in all directions.

Exceeding limits!

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was stunned.

"This is insane! Lin Yun has actually exceeded his limits!"

"It's just a personal grudge, is it really necessary to use the limits? These are resources that can only be used once and for one less time!"

"My god, Lin Yun is too ruthless to use the super limit for a few underlings."

Gasps of astonishment rose and fell from the crowd.

Everyone knows that a martial artist has very few opportunities to transcend their limits in their lifetime, and each one is a life-saving trump card in a life-or-death situation.

Lin Yun actually started it without hesitation.

Many people had the same thought at the same time.

You can't afford to offend Lin Yun.

Not only should you not offend him, you shouldn't even touch the people around him.

This person appears aloof, but deep down he's a madman who's fiercely protective of his own.

Under the state of exceeding the limit, Lin Yun's speed and strength increased dramatically.

He pushed the Flowing Shadow Step to its limit, almost turning into a blur, and instantly arrived in front of Sheng Feng.

Sheng Feng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block, but Lin Yun's power after exceeding the limit had more than doubled.

boom!

A powerful punch slammed into Sheng Feng's crossed arms.

With a crisp crack, the sound of the arm bone breaking was clearly audible.

Sheng Feng screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

Lin Yun gave him no chance to breathe, pressing down on Sheng Feng's shoulder with his left hand and raining down his right fist.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Punch after punch landed squarely on his face!

Sheng Feng could only desperately circulate his qi and blood to protect his head and vital organs, but even with the buffer of defensive martial arts, his nose bridge still collapsed instantly, several teeth were knocked out, and his face was covered in blood, making him look miserable.

"Stop! Stop it now!"

Sheng Feng's three henchmen stood to the side, their faces pale, but none of them dared to step forward.

Even Young Master Sheng was beaten to the ground, wouldn't they be courting death if they went up against him?

The surrounding students were also dumbfounded.

That was Sheng Feng from Class S, a third-level Martial Master, one of the Eighteen Talents of the Capital, yet he was brutally beaten by Lin Yun while riding on his back.

And if the fighting continues, people will really die!

Lin Yun's eyes were icy cold, and his fists showed no sign of stopping.

All he could think of were Zhao Qiang and Wu Bin's pale faces, and the sight of Qian Hao and the others with missing limbs.

Sheng Feng must die!

At worst, he'll just not study Emperor Martial Arts!

At worst, he can start over from prison!

"stop!"

Just then, several sharp shouts rang out simultaneously.

Three figures swiftly flew in from outside the martial arts arena, their auras emanating from them at the level of Grand Martial Masters; they were the three instructors.

The leader reached out and grabbed Lin Yun by the back of his collar, lifting him up.

Lin Yun struggled furiously, his strength in his overlimit state was astonishing, but he was like a chick in front of a Grand Martial Master.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill him!"

Lin Yun roared, his eyes bloodshot, his murderous aura almost solidified.

Han Bin was also among the mentors who rushed over. He frowned as he looked at Lin Yun's out-of-control state. He knew that if Lin Yun continued to cause trouble, something serious would definitely happen. Helpless, he raised his hand and chopped Lin Yun on the back of the neck.

Lin Yun's body went limp, and he immediately fainted.

On the other side, Sheng Feng was helped up by his underlings. His face was swollen like a pig's head, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with extreme resentment.

"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

He roared incoherently.

"Committing a crime in public, attempting murder! I demand that the Martial Academy immediately expel Lin Yun! Hand him over to the enforcement team! This lawless scoundrel!"

In all his years, Sheng Feng had never suffered such humiliation, nor had he ever been treated like this!

"Shut up."

A cold, clear voice suddenly rang out.

Su Nianhe walked over quickly, her face cold.

"Su Nianhe, is this the man you've set your sights on? He's a complete madman, he almost..."

Sheng Feng angrily accused him.

Su Nianhe raised her hand and slapped him.

Snapped!

The crisp sound drowned out all the noise.

Sheng Feng's head lolled to the side from the slap, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious on the spot.

"I'll spare your life for Lin Yun's sake!"

Su Nianhe snorted coldly, turned to look at the mentors, and spoke solemnly.

"Dear professors, I request that the school thoroughly investigate this matter. If the truth is found and the school still expels Lin Yun, then I, Su Nianhe, will also be expelled from the school."

The mentors exchanged glances, all realizing the seriousness of the situation.

On one side is the heir of the Shengshi Group, and on the other is the daughter of the Su family. This matter even involves a life.

"Don't worry, the school will definitely investigate this thoroughly."

Director Shen Tieshan, who was in the lead, looked very serious.