The last experience of being controlled in a dream.
It came from Xia Yiwei!
Are these sisters really this eerie?
Both of them can control dreams?
No matter what.
I can’t back down in terms of presence!
Lin Yu followed forward, walking into the venue.
"Boom…"
The moment his foot landed.
His heart instantly settled.
See!
How could both sisters have him in their grasp?
It seems the fear he felt during the day in the apartment wasn’t unfounded.
In the dream world, Xia Xiashan had indeed strengthened herself.
But at the same time, she had subconsciously amplified Lin Yu’s power as well!
Now, the gap between their strengths remained the same.
The only difference was…
Lin Yu felt he could effortlessly demolish the martial arts hall now!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"…"
As Lin Yu strode forward step by step.
The expression on Xia Xiashan’s face grew increasingly unsettled.
"How… how is the gap still this big?"
She involuntarily halted her steps.
Her body trembled even more noticeably than during the day.
In this state.
Forget about a duel—she didn’t even have the courage to walk up to Lin Yu normally.
This feeling of being able to crush the other party with ease was exhilarating!
Lin Yu thought about quickening his pace.
But the idea flashed through his mind.
And the next moment.
His figure had already appeared right in front of Xia Xiashan.
Hiss!
This movement speed was maxed out!
"Lin Yu, you… mmm!"
No more calling him "Master Lin."
Xia Xiashan’s heart was now completely consumed by fear.
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yu grabbed her by the cheeks with one hand and lifted her off the ground.
The sense of crisis from having her feet leave the ground was an experiment by Lin Yu.
He wanted to see.
If, under a basic level of threat, the dream world would show signs of collapsing.
The result?
Absolutely nothing happened!
Not a single buzz of warning echoed in his mind!
Sister Hall Master’s mental fortitude is impressive.
As expected of a martial artist—her mental world is truly resilient.
"Let… let go…"
Xia Xiashan struggled pitifully, gripping Lin Yu’s hand with both of hers, trying to pry his fingers open.
Lin Yu: "???"
This sensation.
Didn’t feel like an attack at all!
It was no different from Elder Chi gently holding his hand on the table earlier.
The disparity in strength was this vast.
What came next was simple!
"Xia Xiashan, let go of my hand. I’ll only say this once."
"If you want me to trample you underfoot, to utterly shatter your pride and dignity."
"Then go ahead and keep holding my hand."
Lin Yu didn’t deliberately sharpen his tone.
He simply spoke the threats in the most casual voice.
Then.
Xia Xiashan’s eyes trembled, reddening to the point of welling up with tears.
Her grip on Lin Yu’s hand tightened, loosened, tightened again.
After several repetitions.
Finally.
She yielded to Lin Yu’s overwhelming presence, powerlessly letting her hands drop.
Lin Yu also showed her some face, not keeping her suspended in midair any longer.
Instead, he slowly relaxed his hold.
"Turn around."
Lin Yu continued issuing terrifying commands in the same ordinary tone.
Xia Xiashan: "!!!"
Turn around?
Is this some kind of joke?!
As a martial artist, how could she expose her back to an enemy?
That would be no different from complete surrender…
But then again.
Hadn’t she already surrendered the moment she let go of his hand?
"Too slow…"
Seeing Xia Xiashan’s hesitation and faintly rebellious gaze.
Lin Yu simply raised his hand, forming a finger-flicking gesture.
Aiming at Xia Xiashan’s exposed, fair and slender waist, he flicked with lightning speed.
"Thud!"
The finger strike erupted with terrifying, shocking force.
Far stronger than Lin Yu’s full-power flick in the real world.
And this was just a casual, effortless strike—he hadn’t even used his full strength.
Just how high had Hall Master Sister cranked up his stats in this dream world?
Final Boss level?
"Bang!"
What followed was a comical scene.
After being sent flying, Xia Xiashan crashed exaggeratedly into a massive "Martial" plaque behind her.
Lin Yu was absolutely certain.
This enormous plaque standing in the middle of the hall hadn’t been there before!
Another scene straight out of a movie!
Hall Master Sister really loves films, especially martial arts flicks…
No, wait—more like martial arts comedies!
Because the next moment…
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood sprayed over a dozen meters away.
Leaving Lin Yu utterly dumbfounded.
Are you a sprinkler or something?
Spraying that far—what, is your opponent Tang Bohu?
All Lin Yu did was flick his finger, yet it caused such a spectacle.
What would happen if he threw a full-powered punch?
Lin Yu took a single step, instantly appearing before Xia Xiashan again.
His command still hadn’t been properly answered.
So.
Lin Yu forcibly hauled the fallen Xia Xiashan back to her feet.
"I’ll say it again—turn around!"
This time.
Lin Yu’s tone was noticeably harsher than before.
Despite what looked like a grievous injury moments ago.
Once Lin Yu pulled her up, Xia Xiashan could still stand on her own.
As if the earlier strike had barely grazed her.
The physical damage could be brushed off, but the fear from being flicked away lingered effortlessly.
This time.
When Lin Yu raised his finger threateningly again.
Xia Xiashan finally reacted.
She slowly shifted her feet, turning her body around bit by bit.
All while murmuring under her breath:
"Stop… stop hitting me…"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
This wasn’t a plea for mercy.
It was pure fuel for Lin Yu’s conquering spirit.
Especially when he saw Xia Xiashan’s sluggish turn, presenting her exquisitely curved backside to him!
Lin Yu’s gaze locked onto it instantly.
Such a sculpted silhouette.
Wasn’t something achievable through mere dieting.
This perfectly rounded, firm, and alluring figure.
Could only belong to someone who had trained rigorously for years.
After acquiring Ye Mengfu’s complete skill set.
Lin Yu could easily discern what kind of proportions matched the golden ratio of the human form.
Without a doubt.
Xia Xiashan’s current physique was a rare, flawless masterpiece!
Lin Yu couldn’t even begin to imagine how incredible it would be to—
Hiss!
What bliss that would be!
Especially when.
Lin Yu boldly rested his hand on Xia Xiashan’s waist, feeling Hall Master Sister’s uncontrollable tremble…
The beast hidden deep within him was fully awakened!
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