Invincible fantasy world, boss, he is too wild

"Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Lin?" A slightly mocking voice sounded behind Lin Xuan and Xiaoling.

The two of them turned around and saw a young man wearing brocade clothes and a handsome but arrogant expression walking over. Behind him were several followers, looking at Lin Xuan with disdain.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly. He knew this person. He was an inner disciple of the sect named Liu Chen. This person is narrow-minded, likes to provoke and cause trouble, and has always been dissatisfied with him.

When Xiaoling saw Liu Chen, she had a wary look on her face. She pulled Lin Xuan's sleeve and whispered: "Senior Brother Lin, this person is Liu Chen. He often bullies new disciples. You have to be careful."

Lin Xuan nodded, indicating that he knew. He had no intention of actively causing trouble, but if Liu Chen really wanted to provoke him, he would not back down.

Liu Chen walked up to Lin Xuan, looked him up and down, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I heard that you came from another world and were appreciated by the master. I don't know what you are capable of. How dare you do this to us? Huang Yuanzong went wild."

Lin Xuan glanced at Liu Chen indifferently and did not answer. He knew that the best way to deal with such a provocative person was to ignore him.

But Liu Chen obviously didn't intend to let it go. He was even more proud when he saw Lin Xuan didn't respond. He waved his hand and motioned for the entourage behind him to come forward.

Several followers obviously followed Liu Chen frequently, so they gathered around him without saying anything at this moment. Their eyes were fierce, like vicious wolves staring at their prey, making the air around them freeze.

Among them, a tall and muscular follower stood out. He was 1.9 meters tall, his muscles were as bulging as iron stone, and his skin shone lightly in the sun. His eyes were deep-set, giving off a sinister light. At this moment, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, obviously not taking Lin Xuan seriously.

The muscular follower suddenly took a step forward and swept his right leg to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Immediately afterwards, he made a fist with his right hand, and the muscles in his arm tensed instantly, as if they were as hard as steel. This punch, with the sound of breaking through the air, hit Lin Xuan fiercely.

Wherever the fist wind passes, the air seems to be compressed, forming a cyclone visible to the naked eye. The power of this punch is enough to blast a huge boulder into pieces.

However, Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged in the face of this menacing punch. There was a cold glint in his eyes, as if he had seen through the opponent's offensive. Lin Xuan turned slightly sideways and dodged the punch at an almost impossible angle. The wind of the fist grazed his cheek and picked up a strand of hair, but it failed to hurt him at all.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xuan took action. His right hand reached out like lightning and accurately grabbed the opponent's wrist. This grip is as firm as an iron pincer, making it impossible for the other party to break free. Then Lin Xuan turned and twisted his wrist and heard a crisp "click" sound. The muscle follower screamed and his face instantly turned extremely pale.

Liu Chen's face looked a little pale in the sunlight. The arrogance and contempt in his eyes were gradually replaced by an unbelievable emotion after seeing Lin Xuan's clean counterattack. He frowned, as if he had seen something incredible, and he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.

He never expected that this new, seemingly inconspicuous junior disciple would have such skill and reaction speed. This unexpected contrast caught him off guard, as if his authority and status had been challenged.

However, Liu Chen is Liu Chen after all, and he is not the kind of person who is easily defeated. He quickly adjusted his mentality and snorted coldly: "A good boy has a chance. But don't think that you can be arrogant in front of me, Liu Chen." There was a ruthlessness and determination in his voice, as if he wanted to completely defeat Lin Xuan , to maintain their dignity and status.

Following Liu Chen's wave of his hand, several other followers immediately understood, with ferocious smiles on their faces, like a pack of hungry wolves, ready to tear the prey in front of them into pieces. They all pulled out the long swords at their waists, and the sword tips shone coldly in the sun, making people shudder.

Lin Xuan did not show any fear when faced with the siege of several followers. His body was as flexible as a fish swimming through the water, and he escaped several fatal attacks. His eyes shone with a calm light, as if he was analyzing the opponent's attack method and rhythm.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan caught one of the followers and punched him. This punch was powerful and heavy, as if carrying a huge force, it hit the opponent's chest hard. There was just a muffled sound of "bang", and the follower flew backwards as if being hit by a giant hammer, and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

Several other followers were shocked when they saw this. They did not expect Lin Xuan to be so powerful. However, they did not give up there, but attacked even more ferociously. For a moment, swords flashed and energy clashed, and a fierce fight took place in the training ground.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and shines on Lin Xuan's body, forming a mottled light and shadow. His eyes shone with a calm light, like a deep lake, calm and calm. Faced with the siege of several followers, Lin Xuan did not show any panic. Instead, he showed a calmness and calmness that transcended his age.

He calmly analyzed the opponent's attack rhythm and method, as if every shot was expected by him. His body shape is flexible and changeable, he can dodge or dodge, and he can skillfully avoid the opponent's attacks every time. His movements may seem simple, but the angle and intensity of each shot are just right, making people admire his strength and experience.

Lin Xuan's every shot seemed to have been carefully calculated. He seized the gap between the opponent's attacks, accurately judged the opponent's flaws, and then took action at the critical moment to knock down the opponent one by one. His attacks were so fast and powerful that they were dazzling, like a gorgeous dance performance.

After a while, several followers fell to the ground, groaning. Their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness. They never expected that they would be defeated at the hands of a new junior disciple, and that they would be defeated so completely.

Liu Chen, on the other hand, looked at Lin Xuan with a livid face, a trace of fear and unwillingness flashing in his eyes. He never expected that this seemingly inconspicuous junior brother would have such great strength. There was a feeling of frustration in his heart, as if his dignity and status had been seriously challenged.

But Liu Chen is not the kind of person who is easily defeated. He gritted his teeth and said, "Good boy, you have the guts. Let's see." There was a ruthlessness and determination in his voice, as if he wanted to completely defeat Lin Xuan to maintain his dignity and status. After saying that, he waved his hand and turned around and left. His back looked a little desolate in the sunlight, as if he had a mood of unwillingness and anger.