C6

In the dead of night, the moon hung high in the sky.

On the training field, Lin Yu's eyes were closed like a statue's, the moonlight shone like water but was strangely absorbed into his body. Lin Yu's body seemed to be covered in a layer of faint white light, releasing a hazy glow in the spacious training field.

"Giggle ~ ~ ~"

When the crows crowed, the whole world was thrown into chaos.

Lin Yu's ears were like a thunderclap. His body froze and he instantly opened his eyes. His entire body was filled with a strong sense of power.

"Whoosh!"

The rapid sound of something tearing through the air came from behind him. Lin Yu suddenly felt a chill in his heart. His reaction to danger made him instinctively dodge to the side, and a piece of silver iron appeared in his line of sight.

The iron rod was like a silver flash of lightning, aiming straight for Lin Yu's chest. Lin Yu flew backwards, but the zhenqi in his body instantly increased in speed, and in a flash, he had already taken the stance of Celestial Dragon's Strength.

"Yes!"

Lin Yu shouted and clenched his palm into a fist. A biting cold wind shot out from his fist and his right fist instantly collided with the iron rod that was attacking at lightning speed.

"Bam!"

A powerful sound echoed. With Lin Yu as the center, the air in the surroundings stirred. Dust immediately rose from the ground, and the silver iron rod was repelled by the punch, stopping the attack immediately.

A powerful rebound force came from his right arm. Lin Yu's face suddenly changed and he unleashed all the strength in his body, but he was unable to block it. His body retreated explosively and the stone tiles under his feet were crushed into pieces.

"First level of the precelestial stage, only three hundred kilograms of strength, barely passable!"

Uncle Lee was leaning on a silver white metal crutch as he stood on the other side. His gaze landed on Lin Yu as he shook his head slightly.

He was barely okay?

When Lin Yu heard this, his brows couldn't help but twitch. One must know that the explosive strength of an ordinary cultivator at the first level of precelestial stage was only around three hundred kilograms.

Bang!

"What is it? Did I say anything wrong? "

Uncle Lee instantly noticed the unwillingness in Lin Yu's eyes, and his face darkened as he continued: "The Celestial Dragon's Strength is a top cultivation technique in my Lin Family. Your father relied on the might of the Celestial Dragon's Strength to casually palm out two thousand kilograms of strength, and in the first level of precelestial stage, he would need at least one bull of strength to qualify!"

The strength of one bull!

500 jin!

Bang!

A hint of shock emerged in Lin Yu's eyes. An ordinary cultivator at the second level of precelestial stage would not even have the strength of 600 kilograms!

"Look carefully, this is the true pinnacle power of the first level of precelestial stage!"

Uncle Lee shouted as his momentum increased. He stretched out his right palm and hit a huge black boulder behind him.

"Bam!"

A huge explosion sounded as the huge rock shattered into several pieces. Lin Yu's face trembled. That Strength Training Stone could withstand a bull's of strength!

It exploded just like that?

"That palm earlier, suppressed my cultivation to the first level of precelestial stage!"

After Uncle Lee said this, he glanced at the dumbstruck Lin Yu and slowly left while leaning on the metal crutch.

Lin Yu did not know what cultivation level Uncle Lee had, but the other party did not have any reason to lie to him, maybe, this Celestial Dragon's Strength was truly some kind of amazing technique!

Lin Yu looked at the stone tablet that recorded the first level of the Celestial Dragon's Strength. The disappointment in his eyes gradually disappeared and was replaced by a fiery heat.

"Young master, young master, something bad has happened! The prince's men have come to cause trouble!"

Suddenly, a burst of anxious shouts sounded out from the training grounds. Lin Yu looked towards the source of the voice and saw that the Lin Mansion's butler had an anxious look on his face as he jogged over to Lin Yu's side.

"I heard …" I heard it's because the old soldier was defeated! "

The butler looked at Lin Yu and said hesitantly.

"With the people of the Prince's Mansion? Xiong Yang! "How dare you slander my father's troops and defeat him, how dare you!"

When Lin Yu heard this, the anger in his eyes disappeared. The zhenqi in his body suddenly erupted and he stomped his feet. He turned into a shadow and left the training grounds, running away from the prince's manor.

In the Lin Mansion Main Hall, a group of servants ran towards the backyard, a few guards were knocked to the ground, unconscious, dark red blood flowed out of the corners of everyone's mouths, a young man dressed in fresh clothes was sitting on a snow-white steed with an arrogant expression on his face, behind him were three middle-aged men with stern expressions on their faces, bowing with extremely respectful expressions.

"Why, in such a large Lin Mansion, this prince's son is here, and there isn't even anyone who would welcome him!"

The young man had an arrogant look on his face. He was the son of the prince, Xiong Yang!

In Ji Jing City, the people were gnashing their teeth whenever Xiong Yang's name was mentioned.

The Crown Prince was the hereditary king of the Great Chu and had a very high status. Although Lin Tianlang was a general of the Great Chu, he was far inferior to the Crown Prince.

Xiong Yang, as a direct descendant of the Crown Prince, relied on his immense power and influence to rob female prisoners in his own residence for the sake of lust.

There was once a rich girl who had quite a pretty face. On the day of her marriage, she was met by Xiong Yang, which immediately aroused Xiong Yang's lustful desire.

On the second day, that girl's husband's family was slaughtered mercilessly without a single survivor. However, that girl had disappeared without a trace.

Lin Yu was born with a grudge against evil, so naturally, he was at odds with an evil person like Xiong Yang. The grudge between the two wasn't something that could be resolved in just a few days.

However, this Xiong Yang had suddenly come to visit. He must have come prepared. Everyone could not help but be on guard!

"Hmph, Lin Tianlang defeated the Southern Wilderness and ruined the reputation of our Great Chu. Lin Yu, you still haven't come to receive your punishment!"

Xiong Yang let out a cold shout and stepped on the saddle he was sitting on. He flew up and struck the thirty feet tall copper cauldron in the hall with his palm.

"Bam!"

A muffled sound rang out. Xiong Yang lightly tapped on the ground with his foot and like a feather, he landed on top of the white steed. The copper cauldron in the hall shattered with a crack from Xiong Yang's palm.