BOOM!

The moment the man on the mountaintop was slain, a second cannonball was fired. Although the projectile appeared small, its power was immense. Zhou Dalong knew that a shell like this had enough power to level a small hill.

"Look out! Intercept it, quickly!" Zhou Dalong suddenly shouted, his face a mask of horror.

The cannonball was heading straight for them.

They didn't possess Lin Mu's terrifying strength, which allowed him to slice a cannonball in half with his sword; they could only try to intercept it with modern weapons. But in that instant, they had no time to react. All they could do was watch helplessly as the cannonball hurtled toward them.

"We're finished!"

This was the only thought left in their minds. Even Xiang Yunlong felt a surge of despair.

However, just then, Lin Mu darted out in midair like a Ghost Charm. His form shot forward, and he kicked the cannonball.

The next second, everyone's jaws dropped in shock as they watched the cannonball change direction and shoot straight up into the sky! Before the stunned gazes of the crowd, Lin Mu had actually kicked the cannonball away with a single kick.

Is this guy even human?

KA-BOOM!

A thunderous explosion echoed, scattering fire in every direction. The immense sound wave stung their eardrums.

"Yes!" the survivors roared, erupting in a sudden cheer.

Slicing a cannonball with one sword strike, changing its direction with one kick. This made everyone tremble with excitement. His actions perfectly embodied the phrase: going alone into danger, drawing a sword to slay the enemy! It was so domineering, so awe-inspiring, that it made everyone's blood boil with excitement.

Most of these men were iron-blooded soldiers who had always admired the strong. Lin Mu's sword strike had already earned their deep respect. The kick that changed the cannonball's trajectory had just saved their lives, filling them with an overwhelming sense of gratitude toward him.

"Damn, that scared me to death." Zhou Dalong wiped the cold sweat from his face. A cool breeze blew past, sending a chill down his spine. He was drenched in sweat.

Xiang Yunlong wasn't faring much better. Although he had seen his share of battle before, this was the first time he had witnessed such a thrilling scene.

"I almost cashed in my chips here," Xiang Yunlong laughed loudly. "But this kid, he's not bad at all. He saved my life and the lives of these youngsters. Whether he manages to rescue the hostage or not, I'm definitely having a drink with him later."

He was laughing on the outside, but inside, Xiang Yunlong let out a long sigh of relief. That scared the hell out of me!

"But the enemy still has so many experts and... two Grandmasters," Yang Wen said with a dejected expression.

He admitted that he couldn't have blocked that sword strike, nor could he have kicked the cannonball away like Lin Mu. However, the two Martial Arts Grandmasters on the other side were the most critical threat.

Hearing Yang Wen's words, everyone tensed up.

"Master Lin, you can do it!"

Suddenly, a clear voice rang out. The crowd turned to see that Ling Yun had, at some point, moved to the edge of the cliff. She clenched her small fists, her face flushed with excitement.

"Master Lin?" Xiang Yunlong suddenly asked, "Girl, do you know Mr. Lin?"

Ling Yun didn't answer. Her gaze remained fixed on Lin Mu, her eyes shining brightly.

Ordinarily, Xiang Yunlong would have been furious to be ignored, but not now. He wasn't angry, because Lin Mu had moved.

He tread upon the void and rode the wind, wielding an ancient sword that looked ordinary but was terrifyingly lethal. In an instant, he vanished.

"Where is he?"

"How did he disappear?"

"What terrifying agility!"

Laymen enjoy the spectacle, but experts see the technique. As Martial Arts Grandmasters, the Yang Brothers could naturally tell that Lin Mu had just executed an extremely advanced agility skill. He was as fast as a Ghost Charm, too quick for the naked eye to follow.

A few seconds later, they heard piercing screams and furious roars from the direction of Mount Zoujiao. Have they started fighting?

The crowd's expression grew solemn. They knew the most dangerous moment had arrived because Lin Mu needed to rescue the hostage before the kidnappers could kill them. That was the most difficult part of the entire mission.

And the enemy had two Grandmasters waiting for him.

Could Lin Mu do it?

"Good lad! To think you've slain twelve of my protectors in a row. It seems I underestimated you!" a voice boomed, thundering in everyone's minds as a beam of golden light erupted from the peak of Mount Zoujiao.

The next moment, a short, stocky man in a kasaya shot out from the golden light. His hands formed a seal as he pressed down toward a certain direction. In mid-air, an enormous handprint plummeted toward the ground, making the very air seem to flee in terror.

BOOM! BOOM!

A roaring sound followed as the handprint smashed into Mount Zoujiao, causing half of it to collapse.

"The Secret Sect Great Palm Imprint?" Yang Wu cried out, his face filled with shock and fear.

"Secret Sect Great Palm Imprint? Is that something special?" Guan Feifei asked instinctively.

Yang Wu spoke with a grave expression, "The Secret Sect Great Palm Imprint is the signature technique of Xing Ge Da Wa, the Zangdi Grandmaster ranked thirteenth on the Heavenly List!"

For the first time, a note of terror laced Yang Wu's tone. "Although my brother and I are only one rank below him, if we faced him, we wouldn't be his match even if we fought together."

Beside him, Yang Wen's expression grew even more somber. "I was injured by him."

Seeing the fear still lingering in Yang Wen's eyes, everyone grew tense.

"Where's Mr. Lin?" Zhou Dalong asked. "He'll be alright, won't he?"

Yang Wu shook his head. "How could he be? Nobody survives once Xing Ge Da Wa makes a move. He never leaves anyone alive after a fight! I'm just curious why someone who is always in seclusion in Zangdi would come all the way to Sichuan-Shu."

Zhou Dalong's face turned pale as he instinctively glanced at Xiang Yunlong, whose expression was grim, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Master Lin will be fine!" Ling Yun suddenly said, just as everyone else was convinced Lin Mu was doomed.

"Hmph! Who do you think that kid is, that he could be unharmed?" Yang Wu scoffed. "When Xing Ge Da Wa attacks, no one can survive, unless the one at the very top of the Heavenly List steps in."

"Which one?"

Yang Wu took a deep breath and uttered a name.

"Lin Wudi!"

The Martial God myth, Lin Wudi!

"Although Xing Ge Da Wa is ranked thirteenth, Master Lin once killed Xing Zirong, who was ranked tenth! There are even rumors he fought Zhang Daoyun, the Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master from the top ten, though the outcome is unknown. However, his astonishing feat of slaying three Grandmasters in a row at Dongting Lake has already cemented his place as the number one figure in the current Martial Arts World!"

In his speech, Yang Wu respectfully referred to Lin Wudi as Master Lin, a testament to Lin Wudi's current stature within the Martial Arts World.

However, after Yang Wu finished speaking, he saw Ling Yun give him a strange look before saying something that sent a chill down his spine.

"He *is* Lin Wudi, Master Lin. Didn't you recognize him?"

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