Chapter 16: Smiling Devil
The sun hangs high in the sky.

The dim sunlight sprinkled on the earth, and the warmth moved with the wind, blowing in the square.

Dozens of people approached and surrounded Zhou Yan.

Each of them is a sturdy man with bright eyes, bulging temples on both sides of his eyebrows, and steady and powerful steps.

Obviously they are all masters.

And such a large force was actually used only to deal with Zhou Yan.

"Smiling Yama, you make it easy for us to find you."

At the head, a white-faced man stepped forward, speaking with anger: "No matter how powerful your martial arts are, don't even think about escaping this time!"

Lin Qing stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Zhou Yan. His energy and spirit were raised to the extreme. His muscles were bulging and his tendons were tense. He couldn't wait to take action.

He and Zhou Yan had a feud that would not end until one of them died.

The Smiling Devil challenges seventy-two sects, breaks all the martial arts methods, and searches for martial arts secrets and methods of inheritance.

The sect that Lin Qing belongs to is one of them.

"Why didn't your teacher come? If we want to surround and kill me, wouldn't a master of the Transformation Realm be more reliable?"

Zhou Yan tilted his head, not surprised:

"Or do these 'great masters' think that by sending out a few dark energy level warriors and some bright energy disciples, they can successfully kill me and complete their revenge?"

After glancing at Lin Qing a few times, Zhou Yan strolled leisurely.

Treat all the masters as nothing.

It was as if what was filling the air was not the biting cold murderous intent, but the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

"Shut up! Are you worthy?"

Lin Qing's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice:

“The martial arts world has its own rules. You robbed and looted, searched everywhere for the inheritance and secret manuals of various major sects, and wantonly killed our martial artists without any scruples.

There is no need for you seniors to take action. We can kill you here to offer sacrifices to the spirits of you brothers and sisters in heaven and eliminate the pests in the martial arts world!"

After that, everyone stepped forward in unison.

Dozens of gazes were filled with coercion, and the strong murderous intent cut towards Zhou Yan like a knife.

This is the art of witnessing.

Among ordinary people, those who hold high positions have their own aura that can intimidate those with weak wills, not to mention warriors who have practiced for years, have a mind as meticulous as a hair, and have strong strength within their bodies.

Although they only gathered temporarily, there was no tacit understanding between them.

But if dozens of warriors attack at the same time, even a warrior with Hua Jin will be shaken and his fighting power will be greatly affected.

However, it is extremely difficult for a martial artist to practice. It is unknown how many people have to practice hard to develop a Ming Jin, and among how many Ming Jins, a master of An Jin is born.

This kind of scene is difficult to replicate.

Lin Qing felt pleased.

The martial arts world was originally as calm as water.

As a result, a character named Zhou Yan emerged recently. He challenged masters everywhere, forcibly took martial arts secrets and various inheritances, causing countless bloody storms.

This aroused public anger, and many sects united and sent their disciples to strangle him.

Of course, this also shows the importance attached to Zhou Yan.

After all, the 'Smiling Devil' gained his fame through real fighting, and it is not just a false reputation. Although it is a hidden force, it should not be underestimated.

The masters of the older school all have their own faces to protect, and the authorities are eyeing them covetously. The current situation is not enough for them to take action against a younger generation, so they can only send more disciples just in case.

Just like now.

Even if dozens of dark force and bright force masters surrounded one person, no one dared to be the first to take action.

"A martial artist?"

"Who?"

Zhou Yan stopped and seemed to be confused:
"You? Or them?"

Zhou Yan's eyelids drooped slightly and his tone was flat. Although he did not make any movements or expressions, dozens of people including Lin Qing felt as if they were looking up at him.

"you wanna die!"

"Yellow-mouthed kid!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's murderous intent grew even stronger.

The sunlight in the huge square seemed to be much dimmer, but it still did not affect Zhou Yan at all.

"Everyone, hurry up!"

Lin Qing knew something was wrong. The witnessing technique of dozens of people working together had no effect. He took a deep breath, gathered his hidden strength, and shouted loudly:

"This person is very eloquent. We should act quickly to prevent him from escaping!"

Lin Qing is the main leader of this operation.

His martial arts had already reached the peak of hidden power, and his strength could flow freely throughout his body, but he lacked a sense of agility, and was just one step away from breaking through to the realm of perfection.

Now seeing that the situation was not right, Zhou Yan's momentum grew invisibly.

He interrupted immediately.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yan's eyes flickered slightly, a little surprised: "It does look like it, if that's the case, then let's do it."

The sounds rise and fall like the gentle breeze.

Zhou Yan seemed to have completely relaxed. He stood casually, his fists visible in his every move. His hands were placed on both sides of his body, and he let out a faint sigh.

Just as Zhou Yan placed his hands on both sides, a group of masters suddenly took action.

There are dozens of martial arts masters, the worst of whom are at the Ming Jin level and are almost at the An Jin level. The powerful ones, like Lin Qing, are almost at the Hua Jin level.

At this time, everyone took action and fought hard.

Just to kill Zhou Yan.

Bang bang bang!
Almost in an instant, many masters displayed their martial arts.

Violent power poured out, and a series of gas explosions continued to sound, mixed with roars like drums.

Lin Qing's eyes moved slightly and he slowed down his steps.

It was true that he had a grudge against Zhou Yan, so he got to know Zhou Yan better. He knew that this man was very powerful and had killed countless masters and still escaped unscathed.

So I was a little cautious.

Whoosh!

The strong wind was like a knife, cutting Zhou Yan's face.

The whole scene was covered by the dim yellow in an instant, and a large group of figures rushed forward. Air currents exploded, and they punched and kicked at Zhou Yan, leaving no room for him.

"That's right"

In the shadows, Zhou Yan was calm and composed, his blood boiling: "Without experiencing life and death, how can one attain enlightenment? Without becoming a caged beast, how can one break free of the shackles and soar into the sky?"

Fighting with weapons not only determines who is superior but also decides life and death.

The potential is stimulated between life and death, and the life and spirit are greatly improved, through which one can gain enlightenment, comprehend various martial arts, and improve the level of practice.

This is also a tradition in the martial arts world.

Zhou Yan looked up and saw a pair of huge fists coming down from above with the force of splitting a mountain. It was splitting the mountain to save his mother and seeking a chance of survival by killing.

The user is a master of dark energy.

He is over 1.9 meters tall, with a strong physique and extraordinary strength. His palms are like knives. He first uses the obvious force and then converts it into dark force, switching between hard and soft.

With one cut, the tendons and bones are separated.

"Yes, but it is not a combination of hardness and softness after all."

Zhou Yan slightly spread his arms and stretched them backwards, and took a slight step backwards. With just a tiny movement, his whole body became like a big bow, with the bow opening to full moon. Kakaka!
There was a sound like thunder exploding between the muscles and bones, as if a bowstring was stretched taut.

Step forward and lower your waist.

Inhale, transport.

Clench your five fingers into a fist and gather your strength.

Then, he swung his fist like an arrow and punched out!
"No, this kind of martial arts!"

The big man had a ferocious look on his face, and his martial arts had been brought to the extreme. Heavy hidden power flowed through his arms, and he chopped towards Zhou Yan, but the moment his fists and palms touched, his face changed drastically.

boom!
It was like a bolt of thunder out of the blue!
In the midst of the 'shadows' that were crawling over the sky, a loud explosion that tore the air apart arose out of nowhere, and then a tall and strong man forcibly knocked aside several masters, and flew out backwards with a cloud of blood mist!

Snapped!
Lin Qing was a step slower, so he just saw the man being knocked away by the move. He was like a rag, sticking tightly to the wall, as if he was stuck there, and did not fall off for a long time.

"Hitting someone is like hanging a painting?"

Lin Qing paused, terrified: "Hua Jin, he actually mastered Hua Jin, how is this possible!"

The Smiling Devil was famous for only a few months.

Even so, his practice from Ming Jin to An Jin is already astonishing, making people sigh at his extraordinary talent and causing countless people to be afraid of him.

Now, he has reached the highest level of cultivation?
How long has it been?

"That's Zhao Lei, a master of external martial arts!"

Someone recognized the big man's identity.

"A dark energy master had his arm broken in one encounter, leaving him disabled forever?"

Some people have excellent eyesight and a pale complexion.

Zhao Lei is quite powerful, and ranks among the top among dozens of masters. His external martial arts skills are extremely advanced, almost to the point of perfection.

Now, in the blink of an eye, he was beaten so badly that he obviously wouldn't survive.

At that moment, some experts began to feel insecure.

"kill!!!"

However, most of the warriors did not stop, and some even quickened their pace.

Each warrior has practiced for years. Every bit of energy and blood that increases is the result of hard training. Martial arts are learned through hard work. It is unknown how much hardship they have to go through to achieve success.

How can it be so easy to retreat?
"No retreat, good!"

A smile finally appeared on Zhou Yan's face. After throwing a punch, he changed his fist into a palm, stretched his arm horizontally, exerted his hidden strength, and chopped out with his palm as if it were a knife.

His martial arts have no rules.

In other words, every move and every style is the most profound way, moving according to the heart, free and unconstrained, with a feeling of embracing everything.

At the realm of transformation, one has a very profound understanding of the use and comprehension of the bright force and the dark force. Only when one reaches this level can the power of martial arts be truly demonstrated.

A punch, a kick, a push, a pull.

Relieve stress, massage.

Hit and use force.

In just a few breaths, Zhou Yan moved among the crowd with his unique footwork, moving flexibly, responding to all attacks calmly, and taking action one by one.

In the blink of an eye, many people were killed or injured.

Screams of agony continued to be heard. Some people could not help but want to escape, but were hit on the head by flying stones. They were not even allowed to run.

Most of them tried desperately to inflict injuries on Zhou Yan, but they were beaten into a pulp or had their limbs broken in just one move.

"How can it be that easy?"

At this time Lin Qing finally stopped holding back. Although his previous move was too powerful and was dodged by Zhou Yan, his hidden strength pushed him forward and his movements changed, which was surprisingly a completely new change.

Lin Qing has already seen the situation.

How long had it been since they attacked Zhou Yan?

Dozens of martial arts masters were beaten and killed by Zhou Yan like dumplings. The difference between them was as if a child was trying to fight a soldier king, so childish and ridiculous.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

Judging from Zhou Yan’s current performance and his previous murderous nature, even if he escaped into the crowd, he would be killed, so it was better to give it a try.

Although Zhou Yan is strong, he is only at the level of Hua Jin.

No matter how powerful your martial arts skills are, you are still a mortal. As long as they find a chance, you can turn defeat into victory and survive from death.

Maybe, I can use this to stimulate my potential and comprehend the secret of the realm of transformation.

Thinking of this, Lin Qing's eyes lit up.

“It’s refreshing.”

Zhou Yan walked along with great pleasure.

In fact, he was not as relaxed as he seemed. His mind had long been concentrated to the extreme. Every minute and every second, every movement was circulating his strength at the most exquisite degree.

This is a great test of Zhou Yan's control ability.

There are dozens of masters, even if there are only a dozen of them with dark energy, if they join forces, they are enough to beat a master of transformation energy to death.

No matter how strong his physique is, he is still a mortal.

Although Zhou Yan's martial arts had reached perfection, he had not yet reached the realm of Gang Jin.

Within ten steps, no enemy can be defeated.

Bang bang bang!
A series of dull noises were heard.

In the square, human figures flew backwards one after another, and from time to time someone collapsed to the ground in a bloody mist, with broken limbs and arms falling to the ground.

Zhou Yan walked forward like a ghost.

Deng Deng Deng!
Among the figures, Lin Qing suddenly took a few steps back, covering his chest with his hands, his face livid. On his chest, his clothes were torn, and a purple palm print was imprinted on it.

He raised his head and looked around, and in the blink of an eye, he was the only one still standing.

Or rather alive.

In just three or two minutes, dozens of warriors died. Even killing pigs was not that fast.

"You, are you still a human?"

Lin Qing's voice was dull, his face was gloomy, doubt overwhelmed fear:
"Is this still martial arts?"

Although Zhou Yan is at the Hua Jin realm, he shouldn't be so defeated when facing so many warriors.

That's why Lin Qing felt even more frightened.

This kind of martial arts and this level of combat ability can only be understood by warriors at the Dan Jin or even Gang Jin level.

That kind of warrior breaks the potential of the human body and is no longer human.

Zhou Yan, what virtue and ability does he have?
"Naturally, it's a human being, a person seeking the truth."

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, and between one breath and another, his agitated blood calmed down. At this time, he heard Lin Qing's question and answered seriously:
"And what I used was naturally martial arts."

He is always serious to those who ask questions.

The pursuit of knowledge is worthy of respect.

What's more, Lin Qing can no longer survive.

Zhou Yan answered truthfully.

"Seeker?"

Lin Qing smiled bitterly, unable to control his injuries any longer, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth: “You have already caused a big disaster, provoking so many masters, and even many major forces have already set their sights on you.

How can you seek the truth?"

Swallowing the bright red, Lin Qing said with relief:

"No matter how strong your martial arts skills are, what can you do? Do you really want to fight against the entire martial arts world by yourself?"

(End of this chapter)