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The footsteps outside the cave grew closer, and Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er held their breath, their nerves taut like players awaiting the arrival of a boss—tense and exhilarating.
Suddenly, a deep voice boomed from the cave entrance, "Listen up, those inside! We are from the Qi Gong Association. Come out now!"
The voice struck Lin Yuan like thunder, jolting him awake. It seemed that the boss battle was finally about to begin!
Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er exchanged a glance, determination evident in their eyes. They knew there was no escaping this; they could only brace themselves and face it head-on.
"What should we do?" Lin Yuan whispered, a hint of tension in his tone.
"Don't worry, I'm here," Su Jiu'er replied with a reassuring look before stepping out first.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yuan clenched his fists and followed closely behind Su Jiu'er as they emerged from the cave.
Outside stood a dozen men dressed in black, all tall and imposing, exuding an intimidating presence that made it clear they were not to be trifled with. They wielded various weapons—knives, swords, and clubs—like soldiers preparing for an assault.
At the forefront was a tall middle-aged man with short hair, a stern face, and sharp eyes that radiated an overwhelming pressure, making it hard to look directly at him. This boss certainly had a powerful aura!
"Who are you? How dare you trespass in our training ground!" the middle-aged man barked, his tone laced with hostility.
"We're just passing through and mean no offense," Su Jiu'er replied calmly, showing no signs of fear.
"Passing through? Hmph! I see you're here to steal our Qi Gong Association's secrets!" The middle-aged man scoffed, clearly skeptical of Su Jiu'er’s words.
"We have no interest in your secrets," Su Jiu'er maintained her composure. "We simply wish to train in peace without being disturbed."
"Training? I think you're just trying to play tricks!" The middle-aged man sneered. "If you know what's good for you, surrender quietly; otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"
"What do you want?" Lin Yuan couldn't help but ask, a hint of provocation in his voice.
"What's the matter? Hmph! Of course, I'm going to take you back and interrogate you properly!" The middle-aged man sneered, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Want to capture us? That depends on whether you have the ability!" Lin Yuan replied, taking a fighting stance, ready to engage.
"Overestimating yourself!" The middle-aged man said as he swung his sword toward Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan did not dare to be careless and quickly dodged. The man's swordsmanship was fierce and deadly, like a boss skill in a game, powerful and hard to defend against.
As Lin Yuan evaded, he searched for an opportunity to counterattack. Although he was unarmed, his body had been tempered by the Golden Armored Qilin and Lingqi, making him extraordinarily strong, as if he were wearing top-tier equipment with astonishing defense.
Suddenly, Lin Yuan seized a flaw and landed a punch on the middle-aged man's chest.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the middle-aged man was knocked back several steps, a look of surprise on his face. He hadn't expected that this seemingly frail young man possessed such immense strength.
"Interesting," the middle-aged man sneered. "It seems I underestimated you."
"Realizing that now is too late!" Lin Yuan shouted as he charged forward again.
An intense battle ensued. Lin Yuan and the middle-aged man exchanged blows, neither side willing to give in.
Su Jiu'er stood quietly to the side, watching the fight without any intention of intervening. She knew this was Lin Yuan's battle; she could not interfere.
Although Lin Yuan was not as powerful as the middle-aged man, he had youth on his side, abundant stamina, and his combat skills were becoming increasingly refined, like a player leveling up with ever-increasing combat power.
Gradually, the middle-aged man began to fall behind. His breathing became labored, and his movements slowed down, resembling a robot running out of power.
"It seems today is my lucky day," Lin Yuan thought to himself, already sensing the dawn of victory.
Just then, Lin Yuan's phone suddenly rang.
The unexpected ringtone shattered the rhythm of the battle, distracting Lin Yuan.
The middle-aged man seized this opportunity and lunged forward, thrusting his sword towards Lin Yuan's chest.
"Watch out!" Su Jiu'er exclaimed, wanting to intervene and save him, but it was already too late.
In a critical moment, Lin Yuan's phone erupted with a brilliant light, forming a golden shield that blocked the middle-aged man's attack.
This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.
What was happening?
Could it be an invincibility buff from a game?
Lin Yuan glanced down at his phone screen, which displayed a message:
"Live Stream teaching new mode, coming soon!"
What did this mean?
Before Lin Yuan could ponder further, he felt a surge of powerful energy flood into his body. His strength skyrocketed in an instant, as if he had consumed ten bottles of Popeye's spinach, brimming with vitality!
"What... what is happening?" Lin Yuan was filled with confusion; he felt as if he had activated a cheat code, becoming incredibly powerful.
"It seems your Golden Finger has finally awakened," Su Jiu'er said with a smile, her eyes filled with satisfaction.
Golden Finger?
Lin Yuan suddenly recalled that Su Jiu'er had mentioned he possessed a Golden Finger that could change his fate.
Could this be my Golden Finger?
Excitement surged within Lin Yuan; he felt as if he had won the lottery, an unbelievable stroke of luck.
"Now, it's my turn!" Lin Yuan declared, raising his fist and charging at the middle-aged man.
His speed was lightning-fast, and his strength was immense, like a player in a game who had activated invincibility—no one could stand in his way.
The middle-aged man was no match for Lin Yuan; he was sent flying by a single punch, crashing heavily to the ground, blood spilling from his mouth as he lost the will to fight.
The other men in black, witnessing this, were terrified and fled in panic, dropping their weapons as they turned to escape.
Lin Yuan did not pursue them. He stood still, watching the retreating figures of the men in black, filled with a sense of victorious joy.
He knew this was just the beginning.
His journey in cultivation had only just begun…
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