Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Chapter 1511 1506: Vengeance Fulfilled

But later that woman also committed suicide because of this matter, but by then Han Da had already been born.After handling the woman's funeral, Song Xiaotian wandered around with Han Da and eventually opened a martial arts school in a town called Siyi.

Yet he never dared to acknowledge Han Da as his son.

He only taught him martial arts, forming a mentor-student relationship with him.

However, he never expected that Lin Jinyan survived!

And to make matters worse, he hauntedly reappeared before him and exposed the secrets of that past.

Now Song Xiaotian is filled with sorrow, Han Da is his only descendant and hope.

As Song Xiaotian held the unconscious Han Da in his arms, Lin Jinyan's eerie voice sounded once again.

"Tsk tsk, Song Xiaotian, sometimes I really can't tell if you are cold-blooded or hypocritical, or maybe you are just putting on an act? To utterly destroy a family of twelve with no hesitation, you're far more ruthless than I am!" Lin Jinyan's haunting voice lingered in Song Xiaotian's ears.

Song Xiaotian gently placed the barely alive Han Da on the ground.

"Lin Jinyan, I wronged you back then, and I have deeply blamed myself for all these years... But you should never have harmed Da'er."

"Hehe, so what if I harmed him? Do you know how I have lived all these years? Since I've encountered you today, I won't hesitate to let you taste the pain of having no descendants. I'll not only kill you but make you watch helplessly as your son dies before your eyes!"

Lin Jinyan's unmasked side of the face was twisted with hideousness and madness.

His hatred towards Song Xiaotian has persisted for twenty years, he can never forget the suffering Song Xiaotian has caused him; he turned into this ghastly appearance all because of Song Xiaotian!

"Then there's nothing more to say. If I die by your hands today, that is fate. If you die, I'll ensure your burial; that empty tomb lacked its true master anyway!"

Though Song Xiaotian felt guilty towards Lin Jinyan for past actions.

Now Lin Jinyan has touched his most sensitive scale and the most important thing to him.

That bygone event he's unwilling to mention is now dredged up by Lin Jinyan; one can only imagine his hatred towards him.

"Heh, you think you can kill me? Do you really think I am still the same as I was years ago?" Lin Jinyan's voice suddenly sharpened.

"If I could defeat you once, I can do it twice. Today, I myself will send you to your grave!"

"Those words are for me to say, I will personally send you and your offspring together into the grave!"

Lin Jinyan's uneven legs suddenly exerted force, propelling him like a projectile, soaring into the air.

Few on the training ground got a clear view, but Su Chen, standing there, saw the scene clearly with the perspective of a Saint.

Lin Jinyan's pair of legs were quite unusual.

Each with its unique use, one long, the other short.

Earlier, Lin Jinyan's shorter leg powered up, elevating him.

Originally about ten feet away from Song Xiaotian.

Yet that thrust halved the distance between him and Song Xiaotian.

The leap landed him within five feet of Song Xiaotian.

"Song Xiaotian, you old coot, let me see how much you've improved over the years!"

Along with that shout, Lin Jinyan's long leg harshly kicked Song Xiaotian's hand.

However, Song Xiaotian had already assumed a defensive posture.

Although that kick landed solidly, he used martial skills to divert most of the force.

Yet even so, Song Xiaotian still felt a numb, indescribable pain in his arms.

Lin Jinyan's kick was not simple, strong momentum was mixed with inner strength.

If it wasn't Song Xiaotian taking the hit, but another Saint with inadequate defense, they might have had their arms crippled by Lin Jinyan!

"Kehe, Song Xiaotian, all these years, you really have become weaker with age. Just one kick, and you're already in such a state?" Lin Jinyan's uncovered face smirked eerily.

"Hmph! Again!" Song Xiaotian's hands shook, releasing inner strength to force out the internal power lingering in his arms.

However, this action caused greater harm than leaving that power inside him.

Because right now, he is using internal power to fight Lin Jinyan.

"Grandpa Song..." Luo Ling watched everything, seeing Song Xiaotian battling with what was essentially his last breath.

She heard what Lin Jinyan said but didn't fully believe it, Song Xiaotian's character was something she had heard from her grandfather over and over; to her, he was the epitome of a Jianghu hero, upright and just, a stern yet righteous senior.

And in terms of their appearances.

When Lin Jinyan and Song Xiaotian stood together, no one would assume Lin Jinyan was the good guy, and Song Xiaotian the bad one.

"Not shedding tears until seeing the coffin, Song Xiaotian, you still haven't realized the gap between us; to kill you is like killing a chicken!"

Even with just one exchange, Lin Jinyan roughly gauged Song Xiaotian's strength, and it wasn't as good as his!

In terms of cultivation realm, Song Xiaotian was an Intermediate Saint, but with Zhao Family's resources, Lin Jinyan had already reached Advanced Saint.

And in terms of actual strength, while Song Xiaotian could measure up to Advanced Saints.

However, being injured now, when using inner strength, it briefly elevates him back to Advanced Saint, but rapidly drains his life force.

But for Lin Jinyan, he already had the realm of an Advanced Saint, and his real power far surpasses the ordinary Advanced Saints.

He had Song Xiaotian completely cornered!

Song Xiaotian used inner power against Lin Jinyan, and was temporarily evenly matched.

Yet Lin Jinyan's usually supporting shorter leg suddenly became his main attack in another exchange.

Caught off guard, Song Xiaotian took a kick directly to the chest.

The force of that kick exceeded even that of his long leg.

The crisp sound of cracking bones echoed in everyone's ears present.

Song Xiaotian stumbled back over a dozen steps before coming to a halt.

Yet anyone could see from his faded complexion and blood-stained mouth, he was already at the end of his strength, an exhausted lamp.

Lin Jinyan didn't immediately strike again, instead admired the sight of Song Xiaotian's plight: "Song Xiaotian, did you ever imagine you'd end up like this?"

"Hahaha, the heavens have eyes, finally letting me avenge my great grievance! Today, I'll let you watch as your lineage is cut off right before your eyes!"