Chapter 1624 - 1637: Lin Mu’s Divine Skill

Chapter 1624: Chapter 1637: Lin Mu’s Divine Skill

"Excessive?" The man in black sneered, curling his lips, and tightened his grip, making Lei Xiaojiao’s breathing immediately difficult, "I am the butcher, and you are the fish on the chopping board. If it’s truly excessive, what can you do to me? Enough with the nonsense. I will count to ten; if you still don’t act, then this pretty girl might not see the sun tomorrow."

"Mmm mmm!" Lei Xiaojiao’s face flushed red, but her throat was locked, rendering her unable to speak.

"Will you endure some pain to save her life, or will you stand by and watch her die? Boy, make your choice..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the riverside fell silent.

Lei Xiaojiao’s eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes fixated on Lin Mu without blinking.

Unknowingly, her tightly clenched small hands had begun to shed beads of sweat.

The choice was simple, with no more than two possible outcomes. One, Lin Mu lives, and Lei Xiaojiao is dragged by the man in black to the grave. Two, Lin Mu breaks his limbs, loses his combat ability, and then the man in black strikes, killing both. To Lei Xiaojiao, the result is the same; the only difference, if forced to find one, is the distinction between dying sooner or later.

After a brief silence, Lin Mu suddenly laughed. He stepped forward and said coldly, "Do you think I need to choose?"

Lei Xiaojiao’s face instantly turned pale.

The man in black’s expression changed drastically, suppressing the horror in his heart, he shouted angrily, "Stop, stop! Do you want her dead?"

"Damn it, look at your pathetic courage." Lin Mu rolled his eyes, bent down to pick up a piece of bluish stone, and said irritably, "I’m just picking up a handy tool to smash bones, who said I want her dead?"

The man in black: "..."

That’s why they say women are complex creatures. Just moments ago, Lei Xiaojiao was in utter despair, her mood like riding a roller coaster, instantly rising from hell to heaven, even her cheeks became rosy again. Taking a deep breath, she couldn’t care about being angry with Lin Mu anymore, urgently shouting, "Don’t believe his nonsense, even if you break your limbs, he won’t... Mmm mmm!"

Before she could finish speaking, the man in black abruptly covered her mouth.

"Hey, brother! Can you be gentle? That’s my woman, and I’ll be heartbroken if you damage her." ℴℴ𝘮

Lin Mu’s head felt heavy, glaring at the man in black with great dissatisfaction.

Damn, heartache my ass! Dumbass, in a moment I’ll send you off to the afterlife for free. The man in black secretly sneered, his face showing impatience, "Stop the damn nonsense, hurry and act, my patience has limits."

"Sigh!" Lin Mu glanced at Lei Xiaojiao, sighed helplessly, suddenly raised the blue stone in his hand, and smashed it heavily into his own knee. With a crunch, a crisp sound of bone cracking was heard, and in the next second, Lin Mu groaned, covered in cold sweat, stumbled and fell onto the ground, his right leg bent at a bizarre angle.

The man in black’s eyelid twitched involuntarily. Although he had orchestrated all this, seeing it firsthand still sent a shiver down his spine.

It’s insanely cruel! Without a blink, he broke a leg, and his execution was so decisive and clean, without the slightest hesitation. Yes, the man in black liked using various brutal methods to torture opponents, but that was just being cruel to others. If it were himself, he knew he couldn’t achieve such a degree. Damn, breaking a leg really hurts, doesn’t it?

"Mmm mmm!" Unlike the shock of the man in black, Lei Xiaojiao, witnessing Lin Mu’s self-harm, was now flooded with tears and red-rimmed eyes: Fool, idiot, moron, don’t you use your brain when doing things? Why must you do this, is dying together fun...

"Crunch!" "Crunch!" Within moments, Lin Mu’s limbs were completely broken, even his right hand that held the stone was slammed onto the ground forcefully, bent at the elbow joint. The hair on his forehead was soaked with cold sweat, and his face was pale, taking several sharp breaths before speaking, "Now, can you release her?"

The night wind blew, rousing the man in black from his shock. He looked at Lin Mu, who was lying on the ground, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Release her, fine, I’ll release her for you to see now." As his words ended, he suddenly exerted force with his arm, directly tossing the tall Lei Xiaojiao into the rolling Binhe River.

"You tricked me?" Lin Mu’s face changed.

"Heh, realizing it now doesn’t seem too late, does it? I’m truly curious, how can an idiot like you, who lacks brains, possibly have injured my master at West Mountain?"

Strike when he’s weak, take his life. The man in black evidently grasped this essence, as soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward like an arrow, raised his large foot, and sneered as he kicked towards Lin Mu.

As someone who had already reached the Huajin Realm as a martial arts expert, the man in black’s force was extremely fierce. Even injured, his kick carried a terrifying weight, enough to shatter not just fragile bodies but even stones...

But it was at this moment that the seemingly moribund Lin Mu suddenly moved. A series of crisp sounds rang out, startling the man in black. Before he could react, a hand clamped tightly onto his ankle like a vise, and with a crack, the wrist bone was forcibly snapped, a ghastly white bone spike piercing through the flesh.

The man in black let out a tragic scream, staggered, and fell, yet this fall ensured he would never stand up again. Lin Mu’s figure darted up like a nimble snake, his right hand trailing shadows like a sharp blade, stabbing three inches below the man in black’s navel, at the Dantian.

Splish! Blood spattered.

The man in black’s face instantly paled, "You..."

"Young man, don’t you know, in this world, there’s a technique called Yoga."

Lin Mu sighed, withdrew, yet his fair right hand was unstained by any blood.

"You, practice Yoga? How is that possible..."

The man in black’s face was aghast, yet before he could finish speaking, he coughed out several mouthfuls of black blood, his vitality quickly fading. Until his death, he never comprehended how Lin Mu did it. Yes, yoga techniques, when cultivated to a certain level, indeed grant many incredible abilities. For instance, bending the body contrary to anatomical structures, walking through fire unharmed, surviving burial, some even fasting for years without a drop of water...

However, this high-level technique that pushes the limits of human capacity follows a path of gentleness, entirely contrary to the martial arts philosophy of Huaxia Martial Artists. If forced to practice both, the ultimate result is surely a twisted deformation.

Lin Mu’s ability to reach this realm, in fact, stems from completely mastering the Ninth Layer of the Vajra Scripture’s Divine Skill. With Elder Lin’s assistance, Lin Mu broke through to the Ninth Layer of the Vajra Scripture, thus obtaining the White Qi, the Source of Life. On this foundation, Lin Mu fully developed the body’s extreme states, and Ancient Indian Jujutsu was merely a skill Lin Mu realized from tapping into the body’s potential!