Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 410 - 166: Domineering
"This is the result of our comprehensive evaluation."
"Would you like to continue betting?"
The man recording the bet amount asked respectfully.
"Bet!"
"Bet to the maximum for each match."
Lin Zheyu felt a bit speechless but still slapped down a silver note worth ten thousand taels.
Though it’s a bit less, even a mosquito is still meat.
"Kid, stop pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, tricking people to fleece them, show all your power."
An aged voice suddenly rang in his ear, and Lin Zheyu tensed up, his hair standing on end.
He quickly looked around but couldn’t find who just spoke.
"Huh?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
"Interesting, haven’t heard of Secret Transmission?"
The voice sounded again, with a tone of surprise.
Lin Zheyu paused slightly in surprise.
He scanned around and finally fixed his gaze on the old man lying on a lounge chair, leisurely swaying.
The old man was watching him with interest, a grin revealing slightly yellowed teeth.
"Is it this old man talking?"
"Secret Transmission, is there such a technique in Martial Dao?"
Lin Zheyu pondered secretly.
He had been wandering the market for so long but hadn’t seen any similar cultivation techniques or secret skills.
"Stop guessing, it’s just this old man."
"Hurry up onto the stage, the Lin Family kid is getting impatient."
"Don’t rush to leave after today’s arena challenge ends."
"When you get on stage, reveal all your strength, and if I am satisfied, I’ll give you a fortune."
The voice continued with a tone of amusement.
Lin Zheyu looked at the old man, who wasn’t looking at him but was leisurely drinking, eyes half-closed, rocking in the chair.
"Is this old man an expert from the Infinite Sect?"
"Did he somehow discover my true strength?"
Lin Zheyu slightly furrowed his brow.
He initially thought that combining the Nine Revolutions Locking Essence Skill and Turtle Breath True Skill would perfectly conceal his powerful strength, but it was quickly seen through.
"No, the sealing power of the Nine Revolutions Locking Essence Skill is extremely strong, even a Grandmaster Martial Artist would find it hard to see through."
"Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible to seal one’s peak power for the future; the sealed energy would have dissipated over time."
Lin Zheyu mused to himself.
He took a deep breath, dispelling any distracting thoughts.
The thought ignited the Tyrant True Intent Seed in his spirit, a powerful belief of fearless, unmatched, and invincible strength surged from deep within.
Lin Zheyu no longer hesitated.
No longer considered the possible consequences.
Even if the sky falls, he must punch a hole in it!
"Since I’ve been seen through pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, there’s no need to keep hiding."
"I’ve long wanted to try challenging the genius martial artists of major forces, to see if growing the heart of a powerful person works."
Lin Zheyu’s lips curled slightly.
With each step, his aura grew stronger.
"Indeed!"
Feeling the powerful aura rising from Lin Zheyu, Lin Weizhuo’s expression became extremely serious.
He had guessed earlier that Zhao Hao was very strong, suspecting he deliberately disguised his strength to pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger.
Now it seems his guess was correct.
"Interesting, interesting~"
"A martial artist with no background actually comprehended the Tyrant True Intent Seed, likely based on the Wild Bull Fist."
"Haha, that stupid bull owes me a big favor now."
Feeling the powerful and domineering aura from Lin Zheyu validated his previous guess, the elderly Yang couldn’t help but chuckle.
Surprisingly, on the second day of the Martial Dao Exchange Conference, he encountered such an intriguing event.
"Make your move."
Lin Zheyu stepped onto the arena, looking at Lin Weizhuo and said calmly.
At this moment, his essence was vastly different from before, filled with a domineering and powerful aura.
Such aura was released by forcefully suppressing the Turtle Breath True Intent and igniting the Tyrant True Intent Seed in his mind.
The Turtle Breath True Intent affected him greatly; if not suppressed, Lin Zheyu unknowingly become complacent and continue to hide.
"Alright!"
Lin Weizhuo no longer appeared arrogant as before.
The aura erupting from Zhao Hao wasn’t very strong for him—he had already comprehended true intent, only deliberately repressing his realm from advancing to integrate multiple true intents.
Even if he had gone further in true intent, Lin Weizhuo still felt an unexplainable sense of crisis from Zhao Hao.
This crisis, upon Zhao Hao’s decision to not hide, directly reached its peak.
He felt like he was facing a terrifyingly powerful beast.
Bang!
Lin Weizhuo took a deep breath, his legs erupted with Qi Blood, his whole body fired like a cannonball towards Lin Zheyu.
The fierce wind howled, terrifying fist momentum spread, his fist broke the air, aiming for Lin Zheyu’s head.
"Such speed!"
Suddenly, Lin Weizhuo’s expression changed drastically.
The opponent who was right in front of him vanished in an instant.
He hurriedly stopped, forcefully kicking his right leg, swiftly moving sideways to retreat.
Yet it was already too late.
A chilling wind hit, and Lin Weizhuo felt a pain in his back, a terrifying great force moved him, causing him to fly out and fall off the arena.
"Next."
Lin Zheyu’s calm voice sounded, with the audience in complete silence.
Fast, too fast.
So fast it was unreal.
Before they could react, the battle was over.
"Damn!"
"What is this?"
"Damn it, finished?"
