96: Chapter 96: Slaughtering Fourth-Order Players, Sixth-Order Players Appear
Lin Yuan walked into the abandoned factory with a grim expression.
The factory floor was covered in a thick layer of dust, which billowed up in clouds under the sunlight piercing through.
Abandoned machinery and scattered waste materials and industrial garbage were everywhere.
In the exact center of the factory stood three large steel melting furnaces, their mouths facing upward, currently emitting a deafening roar, clearly operating.
The orange-red, scorching light reflecting from the furnace mouths was visible.
The air directly above the furnace mouths appeared slightly distorted due to the extremely high temperature.
Suspended in mid-air directly above the furnace mouths were three figures, deep red marks etched into their wrists by the ropes.
The three people hanging were Lin Yuan's parents and younger sister.
When Lin Yuan saw the three of them, he froze instantly, and a surge of violent fury ignited within him.
At that moment, Lin Yuan's eyes turned bloodshot, killing intent bursting forth as if it were tangible, and he instantly appeared beneath the melting furnaces.
Just as he was about to attempt a rescue, a figure blocked his path.
The newcomer was a tall man, over 1.9 meters, with a burly physique, carrying a massive warhammer on his shoulder, emanating an extremely powerful aura.
"Get out of the way!"
Lin Yuan slightly lowered his face, his expression so gloomy it looked like it could drip water, and his voice was incomparably cold.
"Kid, you are Lin Yuan, right? You have quite the nerve to actually dare to come alone. My brother-in-law, Yang Yantao, was killed by you, wasn't he? And my nephew Yang Wei's legs were crippled by you as well?"
The hulking man asked mockingly, clearly not taking Lin Yuan seriously.
"I said get out of the way! Don't you understand, damn it?!"
Lin Yuan suppressed his rage; all he wanted now was to quickly get his parents and sister down first.
At this moment, his family also saw Lin Yuan below and shouted loudly:
"Xiao Yuan, hurry up and leave! Don't worry about us! Go!"
"Brother, you must leave! They are targeting you!"
Lin Yuan looked up, holding back tears, and shouted in a deep voice, "Mom, Dad, Anran, don't be afraid, I'll save you right now!"
"Hahahaha--- Lin Yuan, you want to save them? You are truly too naive!"
Just then, Yang Wei slowly wheeled his chair out from the side of the melting furnace.
"You actually dared to come. This is my maternal uncle, Ma Biao, a Fourth Order expert. I told you, when you arrived, I would send your entire family off together. What? Still thinking about saving your family? What kind of dream are you having? Back then, you crippled my legs and killed my father; today is the death day for your whole family! Uncle, make your move, kill him for me!"
Yang Wei's face was ferocious, and sitting in his wheelchair, his whole body trembled with excitement.
"Kid, did you hear what my nephew said? Just accept your death obediently! Save yourself from needless suffering! Hahahaha..."
Ma Biao roared with laughter, then took a step, leaping into the air, raising the massive warhammer in his hand. He intended to smash Lin Yuan to death in one strike---
"Since you are so eager to die, then I will send you on your way first!"
Lin Yuan shouted in a deep voice, clenched his right fist, stomped the ground, and shot out like a cannonball, charging toward Ma Biao's giant hammer.
"Kid! Arrogant!"
Ma Biao had learned some things about Lin Yuan in Spring City and knew that Lin Yuan was the champion of the Martial Arts Examination, at least a First Order Peak martial artist, possibly even a Second Order martial artist.
But in Ma Biao's eyes, even if you were a Third Order martial artist, so what? You would still die.
Ma Biao looked disdainful, raising his hammer with both hands to smash down directly onto Lin Yuan who was charging at him.
But the next second...
Boom!!
With a loud explosion, Lin Yuan's punch slammed into Ma Biao's giant hammer, producing a dull metallic collision sound.
The giant hammer in Ma Biao's hand was directly knocked loose, turning into a streak of light that pierced through the roof behind him and flew away, lost to sight.
Ma Biao stared blankly at Lin Yuan in front of him, his hands trembling continuously, unsure if it was due to the immense recoil or pure fear---
"How is this possible? You--- what is your actual strength? How can you be this strong..."
Ma Biao asked, his voice trembling.
Lin Yuan did not answer him, merely staring with a pair of ruthless crimson eyes, as if looking at a dead man.
Ma Biao involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He knew he had kicked an iron plate this time. How could this person be a Second Order martial artist? This strength could kill him with one punch. And they told me he was Second Order?
Qi Tianheng, watching this scene from outside the factory, widened his eyes in shock, and a string of colorful curses erupted from his mouth---
"Holy crap! How is this possible? How long has it been? Brother Lin can actually face a Fourth Order martial artist wielding a weapon barehanded? This is insane!!! Holy crap, holy crap!!!"
Mu Qianqian knew that when Lin Yuan was in the Silver Pine Forest, he could already easily slay Third Order Peak fierce beasts, and he must have improved recently. A mere early Fourth Order should be no problem.
But to say he could barehandedly meet the full-force blow of the giant hammer, she definitely wouldn't have believed it, yet seeing it with her own eyes now left her utterly stunned.
"His physical body is actually this formidable too. I really don't know how this kid cultivated. Is he using cheats?"
At this moment, the most shocked person was undoubtedly Yang Wei. He thought his maternal uncle could easily crush Lin Yuan, but unexpectedly, he was shaken by Lin Yuan in just one exchange.
Yang Wei wore an expression as if he had seen a ghost, and his legs trembled incessantly.
A foul-smelling liquid continuously spilled out from under his wheelchair; the kid had actually wet himself out of sheer terror---
"Uncle! Hurry! Hurry up and kill him!", Yang Wei roared hysterically.
Ten thousand grass-mud horses immediately galloped through Ma Biao's mind---
What kind of monster is this? How am I supposed to fight this? His fist is harder than my iron hammer. One touch like that, and I'll be severely injured if not dead---
The next second, Lin Yuan exploded forward, and like a monstrous flood, he smashed his fist into Ma Biao's face.
Ma Biao had just managed to gather a slight bit of spiritual energy, preparing to continue fighting, but he was knocked away by Lin Yuan's punch. He was sent tumbling to the ground by that single blow.
Lin Yuan followed up with a kick directly to his waist, sending Ma Biao rolling three times on the ground before he lay flat on his back.
He thought it was over, but this was just the beginning---
As Ma Biao lay flat, Lin Yuan had already rapidly followed up, driving his right knee directly into his chest, pinning him to the ground, unable to move an inch.
Lin Yuan's iron fists rained down upon Ma Biao's face like a violent storm. Ma Biao's face instantly burst open, splattering blood, his features unrecognizable.
"For daring to grab my family! For daring not to move aside! For daring to show off in front of me! For daring---"
Thump thump thump!!---
Lin Yuan's fists landed with sickening force, splattering blood all over his body and face, yet he kept throwing punches, wildly beating and smashing as if venting.
Initially, Ma Biao could still let out muffled groans, but later he went completely silent. Only when his skull cracked open, spilling out gray and white matter, did Lin Yuan finally calm down.
Wiping his hands on Ma Biao's body, Lin Yuan looked with icy eyes toward Yang Wei, who had long since gone limp in his wheelchair.
"Yang Wei, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Since that's the case, I'll send you down to reunite with your father and uncle!"
Lin Yuan stood up and walked toward him step by step.
With every step he took, Yang Wei felt like the God of Death was approaching him.
"Lord Yu, save me!"
Yang Wei suddenly cried out behind him, looking utterly frantic. Lin Yuan frowned slightly.
"Kid Lin, be careful, a Sixth Order martial artist is about to appear.", Chu Yunfeng immediately warned.
Lin Yuan stopped his steps, the swimming dragon sword appeared in his hand, the blade drawn. His eyes were solemn. The Sixth Order was a level of expert he had never faced before, and he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.
A Daoist priest wearing a gray robe, with an unnaturally pale complexion, glided down from the air and landed steadily on the platform of the central melting furnace.
He held a black banner, had obvious dark circles under his eyes, and wore a tall white hat—his attire was very strange.
"Jie jie jie jie--- This Venerable One is Ghost Remnant, the Altar Master of the Kyoto Branch of the Reincarnation Cult. Little friend Lin, a pleasure to meet you---"