Chapter 16 (1/2)

Lin Xun recollected himself after several deep breaths. Now he just couldn’t wait to get back home as soon as possible and study the mystic gate floating in his mind.

Lin Xun had a feeling that if he figured out the secret of the gate, he’d be able to track the reason why his Heart Vessel and Four Acupoints would have such changes by following clues.

At the thought of that, he quickened his pace.

However, a shrill and mournful cry came from afar the minute he got back to the village.

“Little Six!” Ying Hao’s face changed sharply and nearly lost his voice when he heard the cry.

Little Six was his 9-year-old son, whose formal name was Ying Liuer. How could he not tell that it was his son crying?

What happened? Feeling extremely anxious, Ying Hao rushed frantically towards the cry with no attention for anything else.

Lin Xun was in a trance for a while and followed closely behind him.

In the middle of the village there was a flat space, which became a training ground as kids often practiced martial arts here.

It was just a while after early morning, the time when children from the village would gather at the training ground and practice martial arts under the supervision of the village head Shiao Tianren.

It was different today. All children were standing there with pale face and fear in eyes.

Not far in front of them, Lu Ting was whipping so ferociously at a child lying on the ground that the kid’s clothes were ripped, his naked skin cut open. Miserable cries were all over the place.

The rest of the children were terrified. It was probably the bloodiest scene they had ever seen.

It was not hard to guess that the child being lashed was Ying Liuer, Ying Hao’s son.

“Stop it! What are you doing?” Seeing his son being beaten in such a brutal way, Ying Hao bristled with rage and ran furiously forward. Ying Liuer was his only son, how cloud he be indifferent?

Crack!

Glancing coldly at Ying Hao, Lu Ting rolled his whip like a dancing snake and gave Ying Hao a good beating on the chest. The force of it was so strong that Ying Hao staggered down on the ground, a bloody whip scar left on his chest.

“Lu Ting, what the hell are you doing?”

Ying Hao roared in anger while standing up. But as an ordinary man, he dared not to go any further knowing he was no match for Lu Ting.

“What am I doing? As a guardian of the village, it is my responsibility to teach children to practice martial arts. But your kid, Little Six, not only questioned what I taught, but listened not to my teachings. Such behavior must be heavily punished!”

With a cold smile at his mouth corners, Lu Ting whipped again on Ying Liuer while talking, which made the kid shudder all over and give out sad cries that hoarsened his voice.

“Stop! You’ll kill Little Six!” Ying Hao yelled, eyes reddening from wrath.

It was too much for other children to bear and they all closed their eyes due to fright.

“He deserves it! If I don’t teach this little thing a good lesson, he’ll be a big trouble in future.” Lu Ting was emotionless, swinging again.

As a practitioner on the second level of Martial Realm, he had a strength so strong that his whipping, even if well-controlled, would cause severe injuries to Ying Liuer’s sinews or bones. Worse still, it might cause disability or death.

Shua!

His long whip flew in a so cunning and ruthless way in the air.

Ying Hao roared abruptly and instinctively cast his own body over his son’s without the slightest hesitation. Knowing that he was unable to defeat Lu Ting, he used his own body to protect his son from the whipping.

However, the expected pain didn’t come as the whip was caught by a hand before it landed on Ying Hao.

Confused, Ying Hao looked up and saw that Lin Xun was standing in front of him, gripping the whip with his bare hand. Without any delay, he held Ying Liuer in his arm and ducked to the side.

“Little thing, it’s you again!”

Lu Ting looked sullen, his cold eyes full of hatred, as soon as he saw Lin Xun, whose appearance kept reminding him of the shame he felt when he was defeated by a single strike from Lin Xun last night.

Without a word, Lu Ting shook his wrist with a rush to free his whip from Lin Xun’s palm, and threw it right towards Lin Xun’s face, making cracking sounds in the air.

He attacked with his full might. His spirit power was surging out of his body, his whip sweeping the air like a hissing snake with a sound that could pierce eardrums.

It was fast, ruthless and accurate!

Lu Ting attacked outrageously without a single word the moment he saw Lin Xun.

Unfortunately, Lin Xun was faster than him. Clang! The whip shooting right at Lin Xun’s face was cut off with just a flash of cyan light.

Bang!