50: Kill them

Behind the leaves, the Gray-robed Man stared at Lin Xiu, when suddenly his shoulder was patted.

"Big Brother, why did you hit me?" Covering his shoulder, the Gray-robed Man was a bit bewildered.

"The opportunity you wanted has arrived. Go, take them out." The middle-aged man nodded his chin towards Lin Xiu's direction.

"Me?" The Gray-robed Man pointed at himself, forcing a very strained smile, as beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. "Big Brother, can I take back what I said?"

Having witnessed Lin Xiu's palm strike just now, the Gray-robed Man felt that if it landed on him, with his Six-Star Fighter strength, he definitely wouldn't be able to block it.

"Useless."

Seeing his demeanor, the middle-aged man was fuming. Pushing aside the leaves, he declared, "Forget it, I'll do it myself. You follow!"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man had already rushed out.

He had been observing the whole time and saw clearly that Lin Xiu was injured now, which was the best opportunity to deal with him.

"Brother Xiu, is your injury serious?" Lin Dun stood by, flustered, his eyes scanning Lin Xiu's bloody right arm, full of worry.

"Go make dinner." Waving his hand, Lin Xiu was very clear about his own physical condition.

Although it looked very tragic, it was all just superficial wounds. The only relatively serious one was the kick he took earlier, which caused an impact to his internal organs.

However, this wouldn't affect him; after a night's rest, he would recover to his peak condition by tomorrow.

Recalling the palm strike just now, Lin Xiu realized he had been a bit reckless and overly confident.

The gap between a Fighter and a Dou Master was still very large.

"That person clearly didn't use his full strength before attacking, and yet I, going all out, couldn't even injure him."

Lin Xiu recalled the collision just now; the opponent's Dou Qi was like a vast ocean, scattering his own Dou Qi.

"Thankfully, I had already increased my Physique before, otherwise, I would probably have been sent flying by his Dou Qi, not just kicked away by him."

Because it was his first time fighting a Dou Master, Lin Xiu wasn't sure how many stars the opponent was.

So Lin Xiu speculated that with his 20 points of Physique, his physical strength was roughly comparable to a Nine-Star Dou Zhe, or a newly promoted One-Star Dou Master.

"Before, adding to Physique could eliminate physical fatigue. My internal organs haven't been injured before, so I don't know if it will work."

Thinking of this, Lin Xiu, not lacking attribute points, had a thought and added one point to Physique.

Inside his body, a coolness emerged from his limbs and bones, spreading throughout his entire body.

"It seems to be working." Lin Xiu noticed that the burning sensation and sharp pains in his body had been reduced by half.

He added another point.

Immediately, Lin Xiu's Physique reached 22, and the unusual sensation within his body rapidly disappeared, along with the previous tearing pain in his arm.

"After adding to Physique, it seems to repair the body. It can eliminate fatigue and also resolve injuries caused by tearing and impact."

A glint of joy flashed in Lin Xiu's eyes. Although it couldn't restore Dou Qi, allowing his body to recover was also a means of counterattack.

Increasing Physique could enhance one's own strength.

If his Physique value exceeded 1000 in the future, could he kill a Dou Emperor with one punch?

Whoosh whoosh!

In the quiet forest, the sound of leaves rubbing suddenly echoed, as if something was moving through them.

Lin Xiu looked in the direction of the sound, and two running figures came into view.

"Brother Xiu, it's those people from before." Halfway through making dinner, Lin Dun quickly walked to Lin Xiu's side, his face full of worry.

He had seen those people before and remembered their appearances.

"Kid, aren't you surprised? To tell you the truth, I've been following you all along." The middle-aged man stood ten paces away from Lin Xiu, his face grim.

"If you know what's good for you, hand over all your valuables, kneel down, and accept death. We might even leave you a complete corpse." The Gray-robed Man, with his Big Brother backing him, sneered.

Hearing their words, Lin Xiu suddenly understood. No wonder he had always felt like he was being watched before; it turned out his feeling wasn't wrong.

"Brother Xiu, what should we do? You're injured. How about I stay and cover you while you go first?" Lin Dun whispered, his eyes scanning the two men opposite them with vigilance.

"Run? Do you think that's possible?" The Gray-robed Man curled his lips into a cold smile.

"No need to run. Those two, at most, are only worth two sword strikes." Not feeling much pressure from them, Lin Xiu appeared very relaxed.

"Boasting! We watched the previous battle; you're injured, yet you still want to put on an act." The Gray-robed Man pointed at Lin Xiu, speaking rapidly.

"Then you come and try." With a clang, Lin Xiu drew his sword, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

The Gray-robed Man shrank his neck, retreating behind the middle-aged man. "Big Brother, I've angered him. With his anger clouding his judgment, his internal injuries must be even worse."

"Get out of the way." Pushing the Gray-robed Man aside, the middle-aged man couldn't be bothered to listen to his rambling. With a low shout, he lunged at Lin Xiu.

Two daggers slid out from his sleeves and were gripped by the middle-aged man.

Clang, clang, clang!

Weapons collided as Lin Xiu, wielding his sword, exchanged blows with the opponent. The middle-aged man was very cautious, maintaining one attack and one defense with each strike, not letting his guard down even when he saw Lin Xiu was injured.

"Flying Flower Piercing Leaf!"

Lin Xiu's wrist twisted, and his longsword danced in a dazzling yet precise manner, passing through the gaps in the daggers several times.

Within a few breaths, the middle-aged man's face sustained several shallow cuts from the sword's edge, and blood seeped from them.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened. Having his face injured by a greenhorn seemed to infuriate him. He reversed his dagger, trapping the longsword, and quickly moved towards Lin Xiu's sword-wielding hand.

Swish!

Facing the sweeping dagger, Lin Xiu released his grip on the sword, tilted his head back, and watched the dagger slide past just above his nose.

Supporting himself with one hand on the ground, as the middle-aged man lunged at him with the dagger, Lin Xiu kicked out first.

"Mountain Shatterer!"

With a low shout, Lin Xiu's kicking foot, accompanied by the sound of wind, struck the middle-aged man's shoulder, causing him to stagger.

Retreating a few steps, the middle-aged man, who had regained his balance, had a look of shock in his eyes, startled by Lin Xiu's swift response.

His disarming move had always been effective; with his Eight-Star Fighter strength, he sometimes encountered One or Two-Star Dou Masters, and as long as he seized the opportunity to get close, he would always succeed.

This was the first time he had failed after practicing his disarming technique to Major Achievement, and his opponent was a young man at that.

"Big Brother actually failed. Good thing I didn't go in earlier." The Gray-robed Man felt a wave of lingering fear, realizing he had almost followed in Li Si's footsteps.

The sword fell to the ground, and Lin Xiu simply didn't pick it up. He rushed towards the middle-aged man in a few strides, and a low thunderous rumble emanated from his palm.

"Take a taste of my Ben Lei Palm!"

Lightning flashed in his palm. The middle-aged man stepped to the side, and the palm that was originally aimed at his chest ultimately struck his shoulder.

His shoulder clothing burst apart, and electric arcs danced, disappearing into the middle-aged man's shoulder. His hair stood on end.

"Your previous injury was a trick?" The middle-aged man noticed that Lin Xiu was in excellent condition, completely unlike someone with internal injuries.

"Dead men don't need to know so much." Lin Xiu pressed on, determined to take down his opponent.

"A Five-Star Fighter, do you really think you've got me cornered?" The middle-aged man discerned Lin Xiu's strength from his Dou Qi.

Raising his hand to block Lin Xiu's kick, the middle-aged man formed his right hand into a palm, his skin suddenly turning crimson like blood, and struck at Lin Xiu.

"Blood Qi Enhancement!"

Realizing he couldn't dodge, Lin Xiu raised his left hand, his arm swelling and stretching his clothes.

After taking a palm strike, Lin Xiu's left arm sank down. He felt a chilling power surge into his body, grunted, and struck out with another Ben Lei Palm with his right hand, hitting the middle-aged man's chest.

Both retreated a few steps simultaneously. The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at Lin Xiu for a second, then turned and disappeared into the forest with a few leaps.