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Lin Yin focused her gaze, this time not dodging. A flash of azure light appeared in her hand, and she gathered her Spiritual Energy, enveloping her hand in a thin layer of it. Then, she reached out to grasp the incoming Inner Strength Silk Thread.
"This is bad." Mu Deng was taken aback. He only intended to teach Lin Yin a lesson, not to turn the beautiful woman into a cripple. Seeing Lin Yin stand firm and confront his Inner Strength Silk Thread head-on was akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot; it was a recipe for disaster.
A beautiful woman missing a hand would no longer be beautiful.
Not only Mu Deng, but the spectators were also astonished, their mouths agape as they watched intently.
"Mr. Jiang, will Miss Lin be alright?" Liu Chaowu exclaimed, surprised. As a Master of Transformation, he understood the power of the Inner Strength Threads.
Jiang Chen remained silent, simply observing calmly.
In the midst of everyone's incredulous gazes, Lin Yin's hand caught the Inner Strength Silk Thread. To everyone's surprise, her hand was not severed; instead, the Inner Strength Silk Thread vaporized in her grasp and vanished.
Silence fell over the air like death itself. Those Martial Artists who had just been lecturing the younger generation about how formidable the Inner Strength Silk Thread was now wore awkward expressions.
The younger ones laughed and said, "I told you that this thread has no lethal power; after all, it's just a wisp of mist. How could it possibly break stone?"
"It must have been a mistake. Even a Master of Transformation can make errors, but this Inner Energy is definitely no joke," the elders said solemnly. They did not consider that Lin Yin was too powerful; they merely viewed this scene as Mu Deng's blunder.
Wu Shiding's expression changed as he felt astonished. At the same time, his eyes sparkled with interest in Lin Yin.
Mu Deng snapped back to reality from his shock, staring at Lin Yin in disbelief. He found himself engulfed in deep self-doubt; had his skills not yet matured? The Inner Strength Threads he had just used were utterly ineffective.
"I caught your move; now it's your turn to receive mine," Lin Yin's voice pulled Mu Deng back to the present.
"Come at me," Mu Deng replied fearlessly.
Lin Yin quietly activated her breathing technique, drawing upon the thin Spiritual Energy around her. She channeled this energy through her meridians and concentrated it at her right fingertip before forming a perfect attack posture. A faint azure stream of energy surged toward Mu Deng.
This was the simplest attack method for cultivators using Spiritual Energy—projecting it outward. Since she began her training, Lin Yin had frequently practiced this technique, having shattered countless vases at home with her Spiritual Energy. Its power should not be underestimated; one strike could rival a bullet from a gun.
The stream of energy moved with incredible speed; those with poor eyesight could hardly perceive it. Mu Deng initially thought that Lin Yin meant to engage him in close combat when she said she would take his move but was surprised to find that she could also project her Inner Energy outward. As the Jing Qi rushed toward him, Mu Deng dared not underestimate it and certainly did not want to catch it barehanded.
Noticing the marble floor beneath him shattered into many pieces from his earlier steps, he lightly stomped his foot. Three palm-sized shards of marble flew into the air and were kicked toward Lin Yin's "Inner Energy" stream.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three muffled sounds echoed as the shards were pulverized upon impact. However, due to the three fragments acting as barriers, the Jing Qi lost its momentum and was intercepted by Mu Deng's Inner Energy just before reaching him. Nevertheless, he still staggered back several steps.
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