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  Chapter 32: Tyranny of the Four Heavyweights

  "Refining Realm Second Layer! This little girl is looking for death!" The crowd burst into laughter, apparently, Nangong Yu had acted impulsively. With her Refining Realm Second Layer cultivation base, she actually dared to directly challenge Zhao Gang on stage, truly underestimating herself.

  Zhao Gang also smiled coldly, "I don't hit women, get out of here!"

  Nangong Wan's temper flared up immediately, her eyes cold and furious. She directly pulled out a sword from the weapon rack and shouted: "You coward who even women are afraid of, you should be the one to get out of here!"

  Zhao Gang's face changed drastically, and he glared with a fierce gaze, "You're looking for death!" Zhao Gang had always been ruthless and merciless, clearly not one to show quarter. With a swift motion, he drew out a gleaming blade from the weapon rack.

  "Be careful!" Lin Yi reminded cautiously, he didn't expect Nan Gong Yu to be so impulsive. Even if Nan Gong Yu's Lingfeng swordsmanship was decent, it could only barely cope with the third level of Lianjing, and facing Zhao Gang, there was no chance of winning.

  Unexpectedly, Nangong Yu took the lead in attacking, raising her sword and slashing towards Zhao Gang. The sword sliced through the air, producing a loud, thunderous sword hum.

  "Rubbish!" Zhao Gang shook his head, disdainfully raising his right hand. The knife was upside down, reversing the impact without any movement, quietly blocking Nan Gongyan's sword, not retreating in the slightest, only his arm slightly trembling.

  The second sword! Nangong Yu struck again, another continuous sword hum, striking Zhao Gang's knife.

  Zhao Gang didn't move a muscle, his eyes full of disdain. He slightly raised the tip of his knife and easily parried Nan Gong Yu's powerful sword strike.

  Four consecutive sword hums, Nan Gong Yu's four swords came out, but failed to shake Zhao Gang in the slightest. The gap was too big.

  "What a crappy sword technique, it's trash!" Zhao Gang sighed and finally started to counterattack. His right hand shook violently, the blade burst out with a loud crash, and in the short distance, it exploded with a terrifying force.

  Nangong Yu's sword was like an ant crashing into an elephant, and it was directly bounced out. The sword flew out of his hand and fell far away.

  And that knife was already placed on Nangong Yu's delicate neck, exuding a chilling aura.

  "Little girl, where did you learn this unorthodox swordsmanship? I'm afraid you can't even kill an ant!" Zhao Gang sneered coldly and said: "If you're willing to marry my younger brother, I'll teach you knife skills, how about that?"

  Zhao Meng under the stage couldn't help but smile, his saliva almost dripping out. Nan Gongyan's beauty was naturally unmatched, which man wouldn't be infatuated?

  Nangong Wan's face turned red with anger, "A toad wants to eat swan meat!"

  "Bastard!" Zhao Gang's eyes flashed with anger, his left fist fiercely shot out and smashed towards Nangong Yu's shoulder. He obviously didn't dare to seriously injure Nangong Yu, but this blow was definitely not pleasant to receive.

  A dark figure suddenly flashed by, and in an instant, he hugged Nan Gong Yuexiang and took her out. Before everyone could see clearly, the man had already taken Nan Gong Yuexiang to the bottom of the stage.

  "Lin Yi gege!" Nangong Wan's eyes welled up with tears, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like a flower stamen wet from the rain.

  Lin Yi's figure stood on the stage again, his whole body wrapped in a black robe, like an impenetrable mystery.

  "Another one looking for death!" Zhao Gang's eyes moved, and he saw that Lin Yi was only in the third realm of the Refining Realm. "Kid, I'm lenient with women, but don't think I'll go easy on you! If you end up missing an arm or a leg, don't blame me!"

  The disciples under the stage also shook their heads one after another, what's wrong with them today, they all fantasize about skipping levels to challenge others, aren't they just asking to be abused by others? Although the third-level Refining Realm is indeed stronger than the second-level Refining Realm, it still lags behind Zhao Gang by a small realm. If not for having an against-the-heavens cultivation method, there's no way they could win.

  Not every warrior can be like that "ruthless man" who can handle a Refining Realm Fourth Level warrior while being in the Second Level himself!

  "Huh? He shouldn't be, is he that ruthless person?" Someone in the crowd whispered to each other, thinking of a possibility. After all, Lin Yi's aura was too strong, and it also had some similarities with the legend of Yifeng, who defeated Yang Cheng.

  "No way, if he's really that ruthless, Zhao Gang will be in big trouble!"

  "Refining two layers can defeat refining four layers. If this ruthless person reaches refining three layers, then refining four layers is nothing!"

  Lin Yi took two steps forward, "Say, her swordsmanship is trash?"

  "What's wrong, not convinced? Her swordsmanship was trash to begin with, not even worth a hit!" Zhao Gang said coldly, "I won't be taught by this waste, haha, no wonder!"

  "It was I who taught him." Lin Yi replied calmly, "Even if it's a trashy sword technique, one move is enough to defeat!"

  Zhao Gang burst out laughing, "You stinky little brat, you're still dreaming! Quickly draw your sword, I'll let you see what a truly powerful technique looks like!"

  Lin Yi turned around and walked over to the weapon rack, picked up a sword, but then put it down again. He looked at three more swords in succession, but none of them seemed quite satisfactory, shaking his head repeatedly.

  "Even if you get an even stronger sword, it's still trash!" Zhao Gang sneered, "Do you want to go borrow a spiritual artifact and come fight with me?"

  Everyone burst out laughing.

  "No way," Lin Yi shook his head helplessly and gave up choosing a sword. "These swords are all too powerful, I'm afraid of getting hurt!"

  Zhao Gang was taken aback, his face twitching, "Presumptuous little brat!" He had already made up his mind, next time he would definitely cut off the boy's arms and make him a useless person.

  The disciples were also stunned and bewildered, "These ordinary swords are too strong? This is also underestimating Zhao Gang!"

  "Hmm, this sword is not bad!" Lin Yi walked to the edge of the martial stage, as if he had discovered a great treasure, his eyes shining with excitement. Everyone took a look, but Lin Yi was staring at a withered tree branch under the stage.

  "This kid... has gone crazy!"

  "You must be out of your mind!"

  "Wanwan, help me get the 'sword' up here!" Lin Yi said seriously, pointing at the branch.

  Nangong Wan was also stunned, but she absolutely believed in Lin Yi, walked over and picked up the branch, throwing it to Lin Yi.

  Lin Yi grasped the branch, but it was as if he had grasped a sharp sword, and his momentum suddenly surged.

  Zhao Gang's face had turned a deep crimson, "Looking for death!" Lin Yi's arrogance had thoroughly enraged Zhao Gang, who directly slashed out with his knife. This time, he was aiming to cut off Lin Yi's shoulder.

  A withered branch, how can it withstand a tyrannical sword? The crowd held its breath.

  Lin Yi made a strange move, his body shifted slightly, and his shoulder barely avoided the knife's straight line. Then, with a light flick of his wrist, the branch in his hand struck the knife from the side.

  This move seemed gentle and weak, but only Zhao knew that the force with which Lin Yi struck the tree branch was terrifying. His arm shook, his bones crackling, and the knife almost flew out of his hand.

  Just once, Zhao Gang's eyes had a hint of fear. He was usually arrogant but not stupid. The young disciple in front of him, who only had three layers of Lianjing cultivation, had power and speed that far surpassed his own.

  "Look clearly, Linfeng Swordsmanship!" As soon as Lin Yi's words fell, the branch in his hand was swung out again, producing a strong humming sound that shook one's ears.

  Knocking out sword hums with tree branches, a terrifying ability!

  I don't believe it! Zhao Gang cast aside his fear, let out a loud roar, and swiftly raised his knife, unleashing an overbearing and unmatched knife technique. The knife's light and shadow danced, its blade moving extremely fast, each strike fatal.

  Lin Yi had no choice but to retreat, parrying Zhao Gang's knife while retreating and searching for an opening in his calm eyes.

  "Die!" Zhao Gang slashed down with his knife. At this point, he no longer cared about the sect's rules and directly wanted to slash Lin Yi to death, having lost all reason in his furious rage.

  Lin Yi didn't dodge or evade, amidst the crowd's cries of surprise, the branch had already swung out, like a soft and fluffy rope, but it burst forth with a terrifying force, heavily striking Zhao Gang's wrist.

  Zhao Gang let out a miserable cry, the bones in his wrist were all shattered, and the Overbearing Saber also flew out of his hand.

  Zhao Gang reacted quickly and tried to grab the knife with his left hand, but was suppressed by Lin Yi's fist, not giving him any chance to turn over.

  The knife fell to the ground, kicked away by Lin Yi with one foot. The branch had already landed steadily on Zhao Gang's neck, a smooth and swift motion. If this were a sword, Zhao Gang would have been dead already.

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