h4Chapter 659: Chapter 664 Fierce Battle with Lin Tong (1)/h4

    Seeing the steel knife chopping down, Ling Chen didn’t dodge or avoid; he stretched both hands forward, palms meeting the de of the steel knife. Almost in an instant, Ling Chen’s hands mped down on the steel knife. Then, he led with both hands, using softness to counter hardness, his Inner Strength pouring through his palms into the de, gently pushing it aside.

    Suddenly, driven by the force’s inertia, Yi Shuiyan staggered, his body leaning forward, almost falling to the ground.

    "Be careful!"

    Suddenly, Wei Bo’s voice came from behind. Yi Shuiyan quickly turned his head, only to see Ling Chenunching a kick, fiercely striking his buttocks. Impacted by that strong force, the just-stabilized Yi Shuiyan was immediately sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground, his forehead bruising with purple and blue.

    Seeing Ling Chen mock and humiliate the new Sect Leader of Dangyang Sect in such a manner, Wei Bo and Gan Chutian immediately became enraged.

    Seeing the two charge at him, Ling Chen nced over, noticing the steel knife falling from Yi Shuiyan’s hand, casually picking it up and chopping it towards Wei Bo’s body.

    A sharp knife edge approached, and Wei Bo’s face changed with shock, not daring to sh directly, he swiftly retreated to avoid the fatal steel knife.

    Having repelled Wei Bo, Ling Chen twisted his wrist, the de edge quickly changing position, targeting Gan Chutian to his right.

    Watching the steel knife cleave towards him, Gan Chutian had no intention of evading; instead, he stretched out both hands, striking from both sides, attempting to mp the de just as Ling Chen had done before.

    As Gan Chutian’s palms touched the de, Ling Chen felt a subtle forceing through, immediately interrupting the momentum of the knife chop. Seeing this, Ling Chen flipped his wrist, the de rotating, slipping away from Gan Chutian’s grip.

    At that moment, the de edge was mere centimeters from Gan Chutian, with no obstruction, the steel knife drove forward forcefully, chopping down fiercely.

    As the de drew closer, Gan Chutian’s face finally changed. If this strikended, he would definitely not escape unscathed.

    Drawing on his rich experience, the moment the de fell, Gan Chutian forcibly twisted his torso, his upper body swaying slightly. Instantly, blood sttered, the sharp de edge directly cut into Gan Chutian’s shoulder, severing his entire right arm.

    Ah!

    Apanied by a painful scream, Gan Chutian fell to the ground, clutching the site of his severed limb, his face pale, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, enduring the pain without crying out loud.

    Seeing this scene, Wei Bo was instantly horrified, rushing over in a flurry to help Gan Chutian up from the ground and then shielded him behind his back to prevent Ling Chen from taking Gan Chutian’s life.

    "Ling... Ling Chen, you... remember this, today’s vengeance of a severed arm, I will surely repay a hundredfold another day," Gan Chutian said through gritted teeth.

    Ling Chen shrugged, replying indifferently, "Suit yourself, I have no shortage of enemies, one more won’t make a difference. But if you daree again, it won’t be just losing an arm, and next time don’t forget to prepare a coffin for yourself."

    "You..."

    "Enough!" Lin Tong, who had been watching from the side, spoke up sharply: "A bunch of good-for-nothings, utterly useless, can’t even kill a greenhorn, looks like I have to handle this myself."

    Saying this, Lin Tong pushed the porridge girl toward Wei Bo, giving a coldmand, "Take good care of her. If you can’t even watch a person, I’ll kill you first, then him."

    Watching Lin Tong approaching, Ling Chen’s expression became grave. Although he did not know Lin Tong’s true strength, the imposing aura emanating from Lin Tong felt very familiar; it was the presence that only high-ranking Earthly List experts possessed.

    Throughout this period, with Su He’s guidance, although there has not been a significant increase in Ling Chen’s power, his control over techniques has be much more skilled. Relying on his control of Inner Strength, below the Earthly List, there was hardly any expert he was not daring enough to confront, just like Wei Bo and Gan Chutian earlier. These two were Dragon List masters, and their strength was not much weaker than Zhu Jin’s. Despite that, the two of them joined forces but still could not kill Ling Chen; instead, Ling Chen severed Gan Chutian’s right arm.

    However, there is only a one-word difference between the Dragon and Earthly Lists, but the gap in strength is as wide as the difference between clouds and mud, apletely different realm. Moreover, Ling Chen seemed tock any experience in crossing hands with experts from the Earthly List.

    "Ling Chen, be careful of his fingers, make sure you don’t let him touch you."

    At that moment, Porridge Girl’s voice reached Ling Chen’s ears.

    Upon hearing Porridge Girl’s warning, Ling Chen immediately focused his attention on Lin Tong’s ten fingers.

    Indeed, Lin Tong’s fingers looked ordinary, but they were actually somewhat abnormal. The fingers of a normal person would be the same color as their skin, but Lin Tong’s fingers exuded a faint ink-like darkness. If it were not for the Porridge Girl’s reminder, he would not have noticed this detail at all.

    Not to be touched by Lin Tong’s fingers.

    Thinking of Porridge Girl’s words, a hint of doubt appeared in Ling Chen’s heart, not understanding the meaning behind her words.

    Seeing Ling Chen deep in thought, Porridge Girl spoke again, "The martial arts he cultivates is... Ah!"

    Her words were cut off mid-sentence when a sudden cry of pain escaped her, blood spewing from her mouth.

    As Porridge Girl was speaking, Wei Bonded a palm on her back, interrupting her.

    "You’d better shut up," Wei Bo said coldly.

    Lin Tong cast an approving nce at Wei Bo, then shifted his gaze back to Ling Chen, saying, "For our fight to proceed fairly, it would be best if she speaks less, don’t you agree?"

    "Fair?" Ling Chen snorted lightly, "To speak of fairness with me, a grand Earthly List expert. I always thought I had thick skin, but it seems yours is even thicker. Enough! Cut the crap, if you’re going to fight, then make your move. I don’t have so much time to waste with you."

    Lin Tong nodded, stepping closer to Ling Chen, step by step. When they were less than five meters apart, Lin Tong stopped, looked up and stared straight at Ling Chen’s face, not moving an inch.

    Seeing the other’s actions, Ling Chen didn’t dare to be careless, his body slightly tilted, turning to the right side, his right hand gripping the hilt of his steel knife, ready to strike at any moment.

    After staring at each other for more than ten seconds, the motionless Lin Tong finally stretched out his hand.

    Looking at those five fingers tinged with an ink-like darkness, a sense of heaviness fell upon Ling Chen’s heart, feeling extremely uneasy as if he had detected a whiff of danger.

    Porridge Girl’s several mentions of Lin Tong’s fingers suggested that his cultivated martial arts were rted to his fingers. If he could just guard against those fingers during the uing exchange, he might be safer.

    A gust of wind blew by, and Ling Chen only saw a flickering shadow, as Lin Tong appeared instantly in front of him. Before Ling Chen could react, Lin Tong’s index finger was already thrusting toward his face, rapidly erging in his pupils.

    Just as that finger was about to make contact, the steel knife in Ling Chen’s hand finally moved.

    With the slicing of the knife’s wind, it ferociously chopped down towards Lin Tong’s right arm.