Chapter 50 - Battle! The Eighth Layer of the Back Heaven

  Just as Lin Yuan was about to make another move, a loud roar suddenly came from the entrance of the inn, causing Lin Yuan's movement to come to an abrupt halt.

  Just as everyone was thinking, a small path suddenly appeared at the entrance of the inn, and a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s stood in the middle, walking towards Lin Yuan's direction. His eyes were gloomy.

  "What? It's actually Zhao Wuliang, the master of the Zhao family, who has arrived. I didn't expect this matter to have startled him. That young man is probably in trouble."

  "Yes, this Zhao Wu Liang is just one step away from reaching the Post-Heaven Nine Layers Realm. This young man will likely be flayed alive even if he doesn't die."

  Lin Yuan's current hearing is incredibly amazing, and of course, he can also hear some people's conversations clearly.

  Lin Yuan's heart was just slightly shaken, and then his face recovered immediately, without any worry at all.

  At the moment this middle-aged man arrived, Lin Yuan had already probed his strength, which was at the eighth peak of the acquired stage, just one step away from reaching the acquired stage's pinnacle. However, this was fundamentally incomparable to himself.

  Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind came out of nowhere and struck Lin Yuan without warning. It was clearly the middle-aged man who had made his move.

  Lin Yuan's mental strength was incredibly vast, and when added to the fact that he himself was also a postnatal nine-layer realm, his own strength could be compared to being half a step away from being innate.

  A loud crash, the two fists and palms intersected.

  Lin Yuan's feet slightly swayed, and immediately he stood differently, standing proudly with his eyes filled with unyielding determination.

  Zhao Wu Liang flew back several steps, finally stabilizing his figure. Looking at Lin Yuan's expression, he was also shocked in his heart. This move, although he didn't use his full strength, had at least used five-tenths of it.

  What was even more shocking to him was that the people in the inn, seeing Zhao Wu Liang suddenly attack a young man without warning, had their hearts leap up to their throats.

  Unexpectedly, this young man actually caught it hard, looking at this appearance, Zhao Wuliang, the master of the Zhao family, didn't gain any advantage.

  A figure flashed by, and Zhao Wu Liang had already appeared behind his son. He gently patted his son's back a few times, and a thick True Essence immediately passed over.

  Although Zhao Shi is the son of Zhao Wu Liang, he is also deeply loved by Zhao Wu Liang in the family. This time out, it's all because a servant came to report that his own son Zhao Shi had gotten into trouble. Coincidentally, Zhao Wu Liang was in a great mood today, so he followed the servant to the inn.

  Zhao Wu Liang silently watched his son, the sorrowful expression on his face made him feel extremely heavy-hearted.

  He knew what kind of person his son was and what he had been up to these days, but he had always turned a blind eye, never expecting things to turn out like this today.

  Originally, Zhao Wu had planned that if Zhao Shi did not pass the test of Wu Zong, he would find a way to make him surrender to Wu Zong through other means.

  Looking at Zhao Shi beside him, it would take at least a month to recover. Moreover, the meridian on his knee was also damaged, and anyone with discerning eyes knew that even if he recovered, there would be lingering aftereffects.

  At this thought, it was as if a needle had pricked his heart.

  Zhao Wu's face gradually calmed down, as if he had suddenly made up his mind about something difficult to decide.

  He patted his son's shoulder, but suddenly a kind of unprecedented anger filled Zhao Wu Liang's heart. He whispered in Zhao Shi's ear: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it for you."

  Zhao Zhi was taken aback and before he could say anything, Zhao Wu Liang strode out in big steps.

  At this moment, Zhao Shi suddenly felt that his father's back was so thick and reliable!

  It seems like I suddenly realized that the things I did in the past shouldn't have been done, and now I'm filled with regret. But it's probably too late already.

  Zhao Wu Liang took every step with a steady and heavy pace, as if he was a giant boulder moving forward. His entire body's true essence pulsed, causing his aura to reach its peak.

  Everyone in the inn looked at each other with a gaze, and their hearts were all shocked.

  It is well-known that Zhao Wu Liang is a martial artist approaching the Late Ninth Level. His own strength, combined with over a decade of accumulation, is in no way inferior to that of a true Ninth Level cultivator.

  However, the more it is so, the more people's hearts are heavy and uneasy.

  Lin Yuan's eyes seemed to have moved, and he felt a boundless anger, which was the full mobilization of his momentum, with no reservations left.

  Lin Yuan even felt that Zhao Wuji's personal aura could rival that of a post-heavenly nine-realm boundary. However, what was most important was the deep-seated anger within him.

  One angry husband, blood splattered five steps.

  Lin Yuan suddenly had this terrifying feeling for no reason. But it disappeared instantly from the bottom of his heart.

  At this time, Lin Yuan was only 15 years old and still just a teenager. Although he had seen a lot of bloodshed during the last disaster at Lin's village, this was his first encounter with something like this.

  He suddenly realized that this was a real master who had abandoned his life and decided to fight to the death, but still had a hint of confidence in his bones.

  Lin Yuan suddenly thought of his own parents, and it was clear that Zhao Wu had done this for the sake of his own son, but what about his own parents?

  Just as Lin Yuan was thinking, it was just an instant, and in this instant, Zhao Wu had already arrived at Lin Yuan's opposite side.

  Zhao Wu asked slowly and curiously, "Young man, I'm very curious. My son may have been wrong, but why did you have to cut off his meridians? Do you know what that means for a martial artist?"

  Although Lin Yuan didn't want to get entangled further, but since things had already developed to this point, it was no longer something he could control. Since that's the case, then let this unexpected event come even more fiercely.

  He nodded slightly, and Lin Yuan said seriously: "I just came here to eat and stay, but your son actually picked a fight with me for no reason, and even showed murderous intent towards me." He paused for a moment before continuing, "Since they are so ruthless, how can I let them stay?"

  The people in the inn heard what Lin Yuan said, and some of the martial artists also nodded in agreement. If they were in their shoes, they wouldn't be able to let them off either. At least they would have to teach them a lesson.

  Zhao Wu Liang finally let out a long sigh and said, "I understand now, it's like that." He laughed and said, "Since my son wants to abolish you, it's my son's wish, then let me help him fulfill it."

  A dense and heavy killing intent, like a tangible substance, slowly but firmly rose from his body.

  Lin Yuan's face didn't show any unexpected expression, he had long known that the feud between him and this middle-aged uncle was irreconcilable from the moment he entered the inn.

  After all, that murderous aura can't be casually imitated.

  At this point, since everything has been made clear, he naturally wouldn't hold back anymore.