Chapter 59: Even if the King of Heaven himself shows up, he's still my son!

“Judging by the look on Head Housemaster Lin, are you not worried about your son's safety?”

Cui Yongzhou looked at the calm Lin Xuan and asked with a chuckle.

“Hehe, Prefecture Lord, is it permissible to use this kind of disposable consumable weapon on the stage?”

Lin Xuan looked at Xia Yi and inquired.

“Hehe, but there is no explicit prohibition against using Thunderbolts!”

Bai Lao answered ahead of time, finding an excuse for his grandson.

*Very well!*

Lin Xuan snorted inwardly.

“Third Uncle, is Brother Lin Fan alright?”

Lin Xue'er looked worried, her fists clenched tightly.

“Don't worry, your Brother Lin Fan has plenty of skill.”

Lin Xuan smiled and rubbed Lin Xue'er's head.

Sure enough, as the smoke cleared, Lin Fan walked out from the mist, casually brushing the dust from his nose with one hand.

“Cough, cough, cough! Impressive. You actually used a Thunderbolt; I almost fell for your trick!”

Although Lin Fan's clothes were disheveled and he looked slightly battered, he had only sustained minor superficial injuries.

“What?!”

The crowd was utterly incredulous. How could such a powerful Thunderbolt only cause Lin Fan minor superficial injuries?!

Could it be that Lin Fan has already broken through to the Yuan Dan Realm?!

“You wasted my Heart-Protecting Mirror!”

Lin Fan took out two fragments of a Heart-Protecting Mirror and threw them on the ground, speaking with a helpless and slightly "pained" expression.

The crowd finally realized the reason.

A Heart-Protecting Mirror was also a life-saving weapon—a disposable piece of equipment that was quite expensive on the market.

Clearly, Lin Fan possessed one.

Everyone assumed Lin Fan's Heart-Protecting Mirror had protected him, but Lin Xuan only smiled faintly; this kid knew how to hide his true strength, using a decoy to mislead them.

“You're finished. Now, it's finally my turn!”

Suddenly, Lin Fan's eyes sharpened, looking extremely ruthless.

“Slash Decree!”

“Dragon Leap!”

Lin Fan charged straight toward Bai Yuxiang. Bai Yuxiang was unable to defend himself and was instantly broken through by Lin Fan's assault.

“Ah!”

Bai Yuxiang let out a scream as a wound was slashed into his arm.

“Ah!”

Another scream rang out as another blade mark appeared on his leg.

In just a few breaths, several blade wounds had appeared on Bai Yuxiang's body.

Clearly, Lin Fan was torturing Bai Yuxiang.

“Hiss!”

The crowd gasped. This Lin Fan of the Lin family was so vicious and ruthless!

He truly was the type who would exact revenge for every slight and refuse to suffer even the slightest loss!

If they encountered him in the future, they would have to keep their distance.

“What is your Lin family doing? This is a martial competition, not a place for your Lin family to act recklessly!”

Bai Lao was furious and slammed the table as he stood up.

“Shut your damn mouth! You say there's no rule against using Thunderbolts, but there's also no rule against making things difficult!”

Lin Xuan stood up abruptly and pointed at Bai Lao, shouting back. Facing the Head of the Bai family head-on, the sound of gasping filled the scene once again. The Head of the Lin family was incredibly stubborn!

A headstrong patriarch, indeed!

“You!”

Bai Lao seemed choked up, his trembling finger unable to find words.

“Lin Xuan, your son has gone too far. Doing this will destroy the years of friendship between our two families!”

Bai Rong suddenly spoke up, sounding quite ridiculous.

“Friendship? Hehe. Bai Rong, how did I not realize you were such a heartless person? To think I once saved your life. You'd better get out of my sight. Even if the Heavens themselves came down today, my son has done nothing wrong!”

*Boom!*

The vast amount of Yuan Qi surrounding Lin Xuan surged toward the sky, looking terrifyingly powerful.

“What are you trying to do?!”

Bai Rong was shocked; he hadn't expected Lin Xuan to directly oppose his Bai family.

Bai Rong still remembered how gentle and elegant Lin Xuan used to be, always acting with great grace. How had he become like this?

“Prefecture Lord Xia, is there an issue with my son's actions?!”

Lin Xuan withdrew his Yuan Qi and looked at Xia Yi.

Xia Yi shook her head slightly. “There are indeed no rules against it, so there is no issue.”

“Ahhh...!”

Bai Yuxiang was now covered in blade wounds and in excruciating pain; he had begun to kneel and beg for mercy.

“I was wrong! Spare me, please spare me!”

“Father, save me! Grandfather, save me!”

As arrogant as he had been at the start, he was now utterly pathetic.

“Hehe, I haven't caused you any serious injuries; these are all just superficial wounds!”

Lin Fan suddenly sheathed his blade and said with a smile.

Jian Shiyi watched Bai Yuxiang with interest—or rather, he watched the blade marks on Bai Yuxiang's body.

Lin Fan's blade strikes were fast and sharp; it seemed Lin Fan's understanding of the blade was quite profound, which piqued Jian Shiyi's fighting spirit.

As for Shangguan Chan, she pursed her lips, finding such a bloody scene somewhat difficult to watch.

Lin Chang'an remained expressionless, looking at Bai Yuxiang as if he were looking at a dead dog.

As for Yin Jun and the others, their expressions were grim. They had underestimated this Lin Fan; he was far more ruthless than they had imagined!

“Stop! Tell your son to stop!”

Bai Lao was both shocked and enraged; after all, this was his own grandson.

“Hehe, two thousand spirit stones. I'll have my son stop. His Heart-Protecting Mirror was worth two thousand spirit stones, so he should at least be compensated.”

Lin Xuan smiled and held up two fingers.

“You are simply being greedy!” Bai Rong's beard bristled with rage.

“Will you pay or not?!”

Lin Xuan sat back down in his chair nonchalantly; he had plenty of time to wait.

“Father! Father! Save me!”

In that short interval, Bai Yuxiang's clothes were almost completely shredded.

“I'll pay!”

Bai Lao said through gritted teeth.

“Mm, very good. Fan'er, let it go. Forgive that Bai Yuxiang.”

“Yes, Father.” Lin Fan nodded slightly, then kicked Bai Yuxiang off the stage with a single kick.

“Two thousand spirit stones. Mm, a substantial amount.”

Lin Xuan held the spirit stones, beaming with joy. He had made a profit again; he had already earned five thousand spirit stones in total. It felt incredible; he was practically swimming in profit.

Bai Rong's face was grim as he led Bai Yuxiang away to tend to his injuries.

Bai Lao said no more, though his expression was dark.

The surrounding families all felt as though they had just watched a great show.

There was always a spectacle at the annual family gathering, but this year's was particularly intense. The Lin family of Cloud Mist City had actually openly challenged the Cui and Bai families of Huaqing Prefecture.

And from the looks of it, the Bai and Cui families were the ones suffering the losses.

The Lin family was subtly gaining the upper hand.

“Impressive. Your blade is very sharp and very fast!”

Jian Shiyi looked at the blade in Lin Fan's hand and said calmly.

Lin Fan gave a friendly smile. “Hehe, I'm sure your sword is no different. I look forward to testing my skills against you.”

“Hehe, I feel the same!”

“Next match: Lin Chang'an of the Lin family against Sun Ya of the Sun family!”

Since Lin Fan had won, the next battle naturally commenced.

(End of Chapter)