Three Against One and Still Can't Win

"Su Luo, you’ve arrived just in time. Don’t hold back now," Cui Baiquan said as he continued to fight Lin Xuan.

"Easy for you to say. Do you think breaking the formation earlier didn’t take a toll on me?"

Su Luo also drew his sword and joined the attack on Lin Xuan. With more people around, he had to put on a bit of a show.

"So, were you planning to take us all out earlier?" Cui Baiquan shifted the topic, referring to the earlier formation.

They could have broken it sooner but didn’t. Was it really as Wan Xibo said, that they wanted to kill everyone?

"Not at all. Breaking the formation requires the right timing."

After all, Cui Baiquan didn’t understand formations, so it was a dead end.

"Can I trust you?" Cui Baiquan was genuinely conflicted. Without Su Luo, how could they stand against the likes of Qing Bukuang? But Su Luo’s actions made him seem untrustworthy.

Lin Xuan interrupted their conversation, "You two are really taking it easy, huh?"

He began to unleash his power, feeling the pressure now that Su Luo had joined the fight.

With a single punch, he launched the "Eight Extremities Collapse" at Cui Baiquan.

As Lin Xuan’s cultivation progressed, the power of the Eight Extremities Collapse had grown even more formidable.

"Perfect, I’ll get serious about killing you now!"

Cui Baiquan’s eyes began to glow as he countered with a punch of his own.

This punch surprised Lin Xuan because it was also an Eight Extremities Collapse.

And it seemed just as powerful as his own.

Cui Baiquan’s greatest strength was his ability to mimic.

In the past, his techniques had seemed ordinary, all copied from others.

But to become one of the Seven Disciples through mimicry, Cui Baiquan couldn’t be too shabby.

His fighting style was divided into two methods. The first was to deeply understand his opponent’s moves by mimicking them, finding their weaknesses, and then exploiting them.

The second was to use his vast repertoire of copied techniques to counter and suppress his opponent.

Eight Extremities Collapse vs. Eight Extremities Collapse!

They were evenly matched.

Taking advantage of Lin Xuan’s surprise, Cui Baiquan transformed his hands into claws and aimed straight for Lin Xuan’s chest.

Lin Xuan kicked out with both feet, deflecting Cui Baiquan’s hands.

Then he unleashed the "Three Thousand Flaming Strikes"!

Cui Baiquan’s eyes gleamed even brighter. "I’ve found your weakness."

With a flash of his sword, he extinguished all the flames around Lin Xuan.

At that moment, a voice came from behind Lin Xuan.

Shan Gui had arrived. His hands were covered in spiral patterns, and the patterns emitted sounds that matched the noises coming from his mouth.

The louder the sound, the greater the power. Shan Gui’s sneak attack landed solidly on Lin Xuan’s back, sending him flying.

Su Luo followed up with a "Netherworld Inferno Fireball."

"Lin Xuan!"

"Damn it, three against one? You all deserve to die!"

The disciples of the Seven Stars Sword Sect were furious seeing Lin Xuan treated like this.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Demon Sect was ecstatic, as their Seven Disciples had suppressed Lin Xuan.

But at this moment, Cui Baiquan, Shan Gui, and Su Luo didn’t press their advantage. Instead, they watched as Lin Xuan got back up, thinking they had him cornered.

Truly embodying the essence of villains.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and stood up again, taunting, "Not bad. Let’s go again."

Shan Gui was the first to charge.

Shan Gui didn’t need any fancy techniques. All he had to do was increase the volume of his voice to grow stronger.

The louder the sound, the greater the negative impact on his enemies and the greater the boost to himself.

Su Luo’s assessment was that it was a shame the sounds were so grating and chaotic, lacking any melody. If Shan Gui could produce a proper theme song, it would be unstoppable.

Lin Xuan’s will was unshakable, completely unaffected by the noise.

With his raw strength, even Shan Gui at maximum volume couldn’t gain an advantage.

One wasn’t enough? Then add more.

Cui Baiquan and Su Luo joined the fray.

Lin Xuan focused his attention on Cui Baiquan.

Cui Baiquan sneered, "It’s useless. I’ve already figured out your weakness."

Confidently dodging and attacking, Cui Baiquan thought he had the upper hand.

But Lin Xuan countered with a backhand strike, severely injuring Cui Baiquan.

"You found my weakness? So what?" Lin Xuan immediately patched up his weakness and improved upon it. "Thanks for letting me know my shortcomings."

Cui Baiquan was both physically and mentally devastated.

He couldn’t believe Lin Xuan had fixed his weakness so quickly.

But no matter how he attacked now, it had no effect on Lin Xuan.

Only when fighting alongside Shan Gui did they have a chance to injure Lin Xuan.

In a one-on-one fight, Cui Baiquan would have already lost.

"Impossible! How can someone like this exist?" Cui Baiquan was in disbelief.

As for Su Luo, using his full power?

Forget it. One move could end Lin Xuan right now.

But Su Luo only increased his attacks slightly, making it look like he was giving it his all.

The more they fought, the more ferocious Lin Xuan became.

Cui Baiquan finally realized how terrifying Lin Xuan was. "Hey, Su Luo, stop holding back! I can’t keep this up!"

"Who’s holding back? I’m at my limit too."

"What about your magical treasures? Aren’t you going to use any?"

In Cui Baiquan’s eyes, Su Luo’s most impressive assets were his treasures. As for his actual strength, Cui Baiquan believed he could crush him.

"Fine, I’ll use one."

Su Luo took out a dice and rolled it.

Lin Xuan backed away, sensing something was off.

The dice landed on a 10.

Even Su Luo felt Lin Xuan’s luck was terrible. He decided to hold back a bit.

"Netherworld Inferno Fireball."

It was the same move as before, and Lin Xuan was confident he could handle it.

But this time, the fireball suddenly expanded into a massive inferno, its temperature and power skyrocketing.

Caught off guard, Lin Xuan was engulfed by the flames.

A massive explosion followed!

This scene stunned Cui Baiquan.

He knew Su Luo’s treasures were extraordinary, but this was beyond expectations.

He quickly said, "Nice! Use another one!"

"Do you think I can just use them whenever I want? That’s it for now."

Of course, he had more, but if he used another, Lin Xuan would be finished on the spot.

Lin Xuan emerged from the flames, but this time he was truly injured.

Seeing Lin Xuan like this, Cui Baiquan felt reassured. "Let’s finish this in one go."

Su Luo chuckled inwardly. This was far from over. The more injured Lin Xuan was, the more fiercely he fought.

Indeed, Lin Xuan, fueled by sheer willpower, continued to battle the three of them. His attacks and defenses became tighter, leaving fewer openings.

With Su Luo slacking off, Cui Baiquan and Shan Gui could only manage to trade blows with the heavily wounded Lin Xuan.

Finally, Su Luo couldn’t keep up the act. He let himself get injured and called over Yun, who had been idling all along, to take him away.

Seeing Su Luo flee in defeat, Cui Baiquan immediately sensed danger. Without Su Luo, Lin Xuan became even more formidable, unleashing another burst of power.

Cui Baiquan quickly grabbed Shan Gui and fled. This Lin Xuan was too terrifying.

But this escape completely destroyed their reputation.

Three against one, and they still couldn’t win. And they were part of the Seven Disciples?

They were destined to become a laughingstock for some time.

Of course, they weren’t the only ones. Six of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s Seven Disciples had already become jokes.

With this battle, Lin Xuan’s name spread far and wide across the cultivation world.