Break his leg!
As soon as the words left his mouth, Night Edge, standing there, was suddenly overwhelmed by a powerful sense of danger.
His expression darkened instantly, and without a moment's hesitation, his inner force surged, condensing layer upon layer of terrifying barriers at his side.
At a glance, the barrier was half a meter thick, like an invisible wall, instantly blocking the space between him and Evan Lin.
Right after that, Night Edge didn't hesitate for a second. He bent his knees to gather power in his legs, while his other hand formed a claw, aiming straight for Evan Lin's throat.
All in one fluid motion.
As long as Evan Lin was stalled for even a moment by the inner force barrier, Night Edge's claw could seize his neck in the very next second!
"Such fierce inner force!"
Someone knowledgeable saw Night Edge unleash his inner force and their expression changed slightly.
But before anyone could react further, Evan Lin had already advanced to the front of the inner force barrier.
In the eyes of the onlookers, the youth's expression was cool, and his speed was ghostly fast.
Right in front of the inner force barrier, Evan Lin didn't seem to make any other moves—he just kept going forward, nothing else.
The instant his body reached the inner force barrier, that surging wall of energy exploded with a thunderous roar.
The barrier shattered, and the raging inner force transformed into blades—razor-sharp, flooding toward Evan Lin like a tidal wave.
Night Edge moved first, not hesitating at all; he struck preemptively, his palm surging forward with the rolling inner force, reaching for Evan Lin's neck.
Compared to before, the situation was even more dangerous now.
Evan Lin raised his hand, two fingers pointing forward.
At his fingertips, in everyone's eyes, a dazzling light suddenly appeared.
The light looked like a sword.
He pinched his fingers together, forming a Finger-Edge Slash.
Evan Lin paused slightly, a single edge in his hand. Facing a tidal wave of countless blades, his lone edge seemed like a drop in the ocean—utterly insignificant by comparison.
But—One Edge, Ten Thousand Hidden.
The light between his two fingers shot out, and the surging inner force before him melted away like snow—there was none of the expected clash or thunderous noise.
In the eyes of the crowd, at that moment, the world seemed empty—only that strand of light and the lone youth, Evan Lin, remained.
"Impossible!"
Night Edge, right behind the surging inner force, was stunned.
His outstretched hand was forced to meet that seemingly ordinary, yet terrifying sword-like light head-on.
The instant his palm touched the light.
Evan Lin stopped where he was, no longer bothering to move forward.
And that strand of light, right in front of everyone, vanished the moment Night Edge's palm touched it.
"Where did it go?"
"Why did it disappear?!"
"What just happened?"
While everyone else stared in confusion, what they saw was Night Edge's face suddenly flush bright red.
His hand was still frozen in a claw, reaching forward, but his body stood there, face turning pale as death.
"Hit him already!"
Seeing Night Edge unmoving, Kyle Liu grew anxious and couldn't help but shout.
Tyler Tai, Tyson Tai, and the others stayed silent. They couldn't tell what was wrong, but the strange scene made them instinctively feel Night Edge was in serious trouble.
When he looked at Evan Lin again, all that remained in his eyes was shock.
Still embedded in the ceiling, too weak to descend, Night Cold's voice sounded with indignation.
His arm broken, Night Cold looked down from above, watching the battle unfold below—and the more he watched, the more his heart raced with fear.
This wasn't a contest between equals at all!
Others might just see a spectacle, but having just been in the thick of it, Night Cold understood far better—the seemingly calm youth hid deadly sharpness and ferocity in every move.
Especially that sword-like light just now.
That thing was far more savage than it appeared—it was a terrifying technique, condensed with an unimaginable amount of inner force!
"You aren't even qualified to be my enemy."
Evan Lin shook his head, his tone indifferent.
The moment he spoke, the expressions of those around him shifted.
But before anyone could comment, everyone noticed that Night Edge, who had been standing still for a long time, suddenly collapsed onto one knee.
His right leg, the bone bent—just like the way Wu Zhanzhong's leg had bent before!
His leg was broken!
Liu Momo's face went pale, and Taiyuan and the others shuddered instinctively.
His right leg, the bone bent—just like the way Martin Wu's leg had bent before!
Even though Night Edge gritted his teeth and tried to absorb the sword-light and inner force that had entered his body,
in the end, he couldn't withstand the invading light. It traveled through his meridians, all the way down to his leg bone, and then suddenly exploded.
The rampaging inner force bent his leg bone, forcing him to spit blood. He barely managed to steady himself, but his blood and energy churned, his inner force was in chaos, pain wracked his body, and Night Edge couldn't utter a single word.
When he looked at Evan Lin again, all that remained in his eyes was shock.
"Now you've each lost an arm or a leg. It's not incurable—apologize, and I'll help you. Otherwise, you'll be crippled for life."
When he looked at Evan Lin again, all that remained in his eyes was shock.
Another crash.
The dull thud echoed through the room, as if it had struck the hearts of everyone present—many felt their hearts tremble at the sight.
As for what Evan Lin had just said, those were the exact words Night Cold had used earlier against Martin Wu.
Now, they were all returned in full.
Evan Lin's gaze was icy as he watched Night Cold and Night Edge lying on the ground.
The two looked utterly defeated, gritting their teeth, their eyes fixed on Evan Lin, filled with all sorts of emotions.
Rage, awe.
"He's too strong..." Frank Bi swallowed hard, staring at Evan Lin's back and muttering to himself.
"Damn, with him in business, there's no debt you can't collect, and you'd never lose money." Zheng Qiucai's eyes lit up with excitement as he finally let himself imagine the possibilities.
"So that's where his confidence comes from, huh?"
Sun Wanwan spoke, then couldn't help glancing at the person beside her.
Wu Zhanzhong looked absolutely dumbfounded, while Wu Shilan let out a breath of relief, the joy in her eyes impossible to hide.
Liu Guangguang shook her head, eyes wide and mouth forming an 'O'.
Lu Zi'ang grinned. He'd seen Evan Lin take down Shen Kunpeng and Shen Kunqi before, but never expected Evan Lin could topple two of Night Star's people as well.
If he had to say anything, Lu Zi'ang just felt exhilarated.
By contrast, Rong Yue's throat felt bitter. She had worried Evan Lin might suffer losses and trouble Ju Xing'an, but now...
Now, seeing Evan Lin's strength, she knew he wouldn't be taken advantage of—but with such a mess, Ju Xing'an would still have to clean it up.
Rong Yue glanced at Ju Xing'an, who stood stunned for a long time, his face flushing with excitement and disbelief.
Usually aloof and quiet in public, Ju Xing'an, the third young master of the Ju family, unexpectedly cursed aloud after opening his mouth.
"Holy shit!"