Chapter 8: Breaking the Dog's Teeth

Lin Ye’s face twisted into a grimace as he threw a punch toward the corner of Chu Fengmian’s mouth.

Last time, Chu Fengmian had shattered several of his front teeth, causing him to be mocked everywhere he went. Now that he had found an opportunity, he was determined to take his revenge on Chu Fengmian.

This Lin Ye was a martial artist at the fifth level of the Bone Tempering Realm, two levels higher than Chu Fengmian’s third level.

For a martial artist, even a single level gap is difficult to overcome, let alone two.

Logically speaking, Chu Fengmian should have been defeated without a doubt by Lin Ye’s punch. However, just as Lin Ye’s fist wind reached him, Chu Fengmian’s figure suddenly vanished.

Only a phantom image remained in his place, causing Lin Ye to strike at empty air.

"Watch out! This brat seems to have learned some kind of movement technique!"

Lin Mo shouted urgently from the side.

When Chu Fengmian defeated Cao Dahai previously, it was rumored that he had used a movement technique to dodge Cao Dahai’s punch. This similar scene immediately brought it to Lin Mo’s mind.

"A movement technique?"

Lin Ye’s eyes flickered, and he suddenly saw Chu Fengmian attacking from behind him.

Lin Ye’s figure spun around instantly, and he struck out with a palm.

"Wind-Breaking Palm!"

This palm strike carried a gust of violent wind, crashing toward Chu Fengmian’s chest.

But an illusory sensation caught Lin Ye off guard; the palm had struck nothing but another phantom image.

In an instant, Chu Fengmian had manifested two phantom images.

"Hmph, you were only missing a few teeth before. It seems I’ll have to shatter all of your teeth today to see if you two old dogs can still bite!"

Chu Fengmian let out a cold snort. His figure suddenly appeared at Lin Ye’s side, and he delivered a swift kick toward him.

"Ah!"

Lin Ye let out a miserable scream as almost all the teeth in his mouth were knocked out instantly.

Chu Fengmian’s kick had landed squarely on the corner of Lin Ye’s mouth, and a spray of blood erupted from his lips.

"Swallow them!"

Before Lin Ye could spit them out, Chu Fengmian delivered another kick.

This time, Lin Ye had almost no power to resist. He was sent flying by the kick, and the shattered teeth and blood in his mouth were forced down his throat by the sheer impact.

Lin Ye’s body was kicked right out of the courtyard. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

With a single move, Lin Ye, a fifth-level Bone Tempering martial artist, had been defeated by Chu Fengmian.

"Is that... Lin Ye?"

Outside the courtyard, many Lin family disciples noticed the figure flying out. When they walked closer to look, everyone gasped.

The person thrown out of the courtyard was indeed Lin Ye.

As a fifth-level Bone Tempering martial artist, Lin Ye was considered a formidable figure in the Lin family’s outer sect. They found it hard to believe that he had been forcibly thrown out of the courtyard.

"Who did this?"

Many disciples crowded around, peering into the courtyard.

Inside stood two figures facing each other: Chu Fengmian and Lin Mo.

"It’s Chu Fengmian?"

"Was it him who just threw Lin Ye out?"

The disciples said in disbelief as they saw Chu Fengmian standing there.

They couldn't believe that Chu Fengmian, who was a cripple just a few days ago, now possessed the strength to defeat Lin Ye.

Yet, there was no one else in the courtyard; it could only be Chu Fengmian.

"Chu Fengmian, are you looking for death?"

Lin Mo looked at Chu Fengmian, his voice sounding as if it were squeezed through his teeth.

Lin Ye was like a brother to him; their ability to establish a foothold in the outer sect relied entirely on their unity.

But now, Lin Ye had been defeated by Chu Fengmian right in front of him, and in such a miserable state—all his teeth shattered.

Lin Mo had indeed intended to intervene and save Lin Ye, but Chu Fengmian’s speed was too great. Before Lin Mo could even move, he had already kicked Lin Ye away.

"Lin Mo, you’re nothing but a dog of the Lin family. How dare you bark at your master?"

Chu Fengmian looked at Lin Mo and shook his head.

"It seems you still don't understand how things work in this Lin family. Today, as the Chief Steward of the outer sect, I shall teach you a lesson!"

"How arrogant!"

Lin Mo’s face turned livid, and he roared.

"Don't think that just because you’ve had a bit of luck, you can act so arrogantly in the Lin family! The gap in cultivation levels is not something you can bridge with a few lucky encounters!"

"The ones being arrogant are you two. Two servants, daring to snatch my salary! It seems if I don't properly teach you two old dogs a lesson today, you’ll really think I’m incompetent!"

Chu Fengmian sneered, and his figure moved.

He left a phantom image behind, while his true body vanished.

"This Chu Fengmian is actually going to fight Lin Mo."

"Even if Chu Fengmian has gained some strength, it’s too arrogant to try and fight Lin Mo! In terms of strength, Lin Mo is far superior to Lin Ye."

Some outer sect disciples shook their heads as they watched the battle in the courtyard.

None of them believed that Chu Fengmian could possibly defeat Lin Mo.

After all, Chu Fengmian was still at the third level of the Bone Tempering Realm, while Lin Mo had reached the peak of the fifth level. Such a gap was impossible to bridge.

"Hundred-Fold Fist!"

Lin Mo let out a long howl, his hands moving rapidly. In an instant, he unleashed nearly a hundred punches toward Chu Fengmian.

Lin Mo could see that Chu Fengmian’s raw power wasn't that great; he was relying entirely on his movement technique to dodge attacks.

Thus, Lin Mo unleashed a hundred punches at once, bombarding every direction in an attempt to force Chu Fengmian out.

"Phantom Shadow!"

Chu Fengmian’s expression remained unchanged as he moved.

Suddenly, he appeared on Lin Mo’s flank and kicked toward him.

"Die!"

It was as if Lin Mo had anticipated his sudden appearance. His body turned instantly, and he threw a fierce punch at the suddenly appearing Chu Fengmian.

The two fists collided, and the explosive force sent Chu Fengmian retreating step by step.

"As expected, even if Chu Fengmian has improved, he is no match for Lin Mo."

The disciples watching from outside the courtyard shook their heads.

This scene had already sealed Chu Fengmian’s fate.

"I’m going to cripple you today!"

Seeing Chu Fengmian pushed back, a sinister look appeared on Lin Mo’s face.

He moved his feet, chased after him, and slammed a punch toward Chu Fengmian’s chest.

This punch contained all of Lin Mo’s power. It was clear that if it landed squarely on Chu Fengmian’s chest, his spiritual meridians would likely be completely severed.

"Who cripples whom is not yet decided!"

Just as Lin Mo was confidently throwing his punch, Chu Fengmian’s voice suddenly rang out from behind him, making his hair stand on end.

When had Chu Fengmian appeared behind him?

The moment Lin Mo turned, Chu Fengmian’s fist had already slammed heavily into his chest.

With a loud *pop*, two of Lin Mo’s spiritual meridians shattered, appearing completely severed.

Chu Fengmian’s punch showed no mercy; with a single blow, he had forcibly shattered Lin Mo’s spiritual meridians.