Everyone underestimated Cui Libin. Despite being suppressed, he still had some reactive capability. Thus, at the most critical moment, he turned around and placed his sword in front of his body to block the fatal blow.

However, because his reaction was too hasty, this sword didn't contain much power, so he was heavily injured by Lin Yifan.

He was knocked back, and finally stabilized himself with a sword thrust into the stage.

"Pfft!"

He involuntarily spat out a mouthful of blood, as the force from Lin Yifan's strike was too great, shaking his internal organs, and causing the Blood Sea to churn.

Although he deflected the fatal blow, Cui Libin no longer had much fighting capability. Without help, he faced certain death.

Many felt worried for Cui Libin, yet they didn't dare to intervene, because their Realm was even lower than his, and to intervene would be seeking death.

Cui Libin had never imagined that he would face defeat a week later — it was beyond belief.

Watching this scene, Xiaofang wanted to intervene but knew she couldn't stop Lin Yifan, so she could only watch helplessly as Cui Libin paid a heavy price for his words and actions.

"Senior Brother Zhu, aren't you going to save Senior Brother Cui? After all, he is one of us!" Liu Yang inquired.

"Stop blabbering! Let me think!"

Zhu Kang was weighing the consequences, uncertain if he should offend the highly potential enemy, Lin Yifan.

After injuring Cui Libin, Lin Yifan didn't pause; he charged forward with his sword to kill.

A week ago, he had promised to take Cui Libin's head, so he had to fulfill this promise; otherwise, this group wouldn't fear him.

Seeing Lin Yifan rush over rapidly, while he himself was powerless to resist, Cui Libin finally understood the dangers of speaking rashly.

If he had exercised some verbal restraint initially, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

He had only himself to blame, no one else.

He accepted his fate, as the saying goes, "victory makes one a king, defeat a bandit."

A week ago, he was a king, basking in glory; a week later, he was a bandit, destined to bear the dreadful consequences.

Standing before Cui Libin, Lin Yifan swung his sword down decisively, without a hint of hesitation, nor any consideration for kindness or compassion.

Some villains deserve to reap what they sow, which brings great satisfaction to everyone.

Just as the sharp sword was about to reach Cui Libin's neck, a sudden Flying Sword blocked the blow and neutralized it.

Zhu Kang intervened after all, unwilling to watch a comrade be killed by a rival.

The fatal blow was blocked, and Lin Yifan was extremely angry; he looked towards the intervener and shouted, "It's you again!"

"Yes, it's me again!" Zhu Kang responded calmly.

"Are you here to seek death too?" Lin Yifan questioned.

"Why do you insist on killing him now that he has already lost? Don't you care about the bond of comrades?"

Zhu Kang didn't answer Lin Yifan's question, instead criticized his action from a moral standpoint.

"Did he care that I was his comrade when he insulted and slandered me?" Lin Yifan questioned.

"Junior Brother Cui indeed did wrong, but does it warrant taking his life?"

"His offensive words have deeply enraged me; if I don't tear him to shreds, I won't be satisfied."

"Aren't you afraid that the Elder would blame you or that the Valley Master would hold you accountable?" Zhu Kang pursued.

"Which do you think is more important, his worthless life, or mine?" Lin Yifan retorted with a cold laugh.

Ordinary disciples are numerous, and their lives matter little; elite disciples might number only a few, so every Sect values them immensely.

This is because elite disciples are the future pillars of their Sect, and one might be worth hundreds or even thousands, so how could they easily destroy such precious talents?

This statement stung many present deeply.

Indeed, to the Elder or Valley Master, their lives might truly be worth less than Lin Yifan's. Thus, whether they lived or died posed no threat to him.

"Life is life, how can there be a distinction between noble and base?"

Zhu Kang was somewhat angry, yet inside he agreed with the view, as he too enjoyed such privileges.

"But such a situation exists, and you can't avoid it," Lin Yifan countered.

Although he also hated this viewpoint, in this world where the weak are prey to the strong, fairness was nonexistent.

"Since you put it that way, I'm going to intervene in this matter."

Zhu Kang issued a final warning and threat, hoping Lin Yifan would back off.

But Lin Yifan was not the type to concede, so he retaliated, "If you're determined to oppose me, then I'll take you down as well!"

"Take me down? You're dreaming!"

Zhu Kang laughed coldly.

Lin Yifan had barely managed to take down Cui Libin; Zhu Kang's strength was a level higher, and he could even fight across Realms, so there were no words other than dreaming to describe Lin Yifan's ambition.

"Then let's see!"

Having said that, Lin Yifan revealed his murderous intent and immediately charged with his sword to attack Zhu Kang.

Zhu Kang stood ready, not giving Lin Yifan any opening.

In this battle, he was going to show Lin Yifan that in the Medicinal Saint Valley, there were still those who could deal with him.

"Star!"

The white sword vibrated, as Zhu Kang released his strongest power to duel with Lin Yifan.

"Bang!"

In their first close encounter, Lin Yifan felt immense pressure.

With his current Realm and the Martial Arts he wielded, he indeed couldn't defeat Zhu Kang.

At that moment, he thought of the Immortal Level Martial Arts he possessed.

He desperately wanted to use these Immortal Level Martial Arts to defeat Zhu Kang. But the ever-present eyes made him abandon this idea rapidly.

Without using these Martial Arts, today's matter would end inconclusively. The punishment for Cui Libin wouldn't be enough to intimidate the arrogant "flies" present, and future provocations would keep challenging his limits.

What to do?

In his troubled state, he thought of using "speed" to mask his Immortal Level Martial Arts.

He could incorporate Immortal Level Martial Arts within his current techniques to create a smokescreen.

But could the Medicine Saint, adept in discerning various Martial Arts, overlook this trick?

He wasn't confident in deceiving the Medicine Saint, so he aimed to deceive to the best of his ability.

He knew that the Medicine Saint already suspected he owned the Immortal Ring, perhaps even guessing he possessed extraordinary Martial Arts; so even if detected, his life might not be in danger.

Considering all these factors, he decided to take a gamble.

The Martial Arts he was currently using were his expertise, so he knew when and which Techniques to incorporate with Immortal Level Martial Arts most appropriately.

Thus, he performed the Super Martial Arts of "One Vital Energy Transforms to Three Purities," trying to create a diversion and distract the Medicine Saint; while secretly blending in Immortal Level Martial Arts to attack Zhu Kang.

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