Rebirth in Another World: The Ultimate Legend

Lin Yu's shoulder was wounded, blood seeping continuously. The wound felt like it was being burned by fire, waves of pain washing over him. On the battlefield, the wind howled, whipping up clouds of dust, making the already fierce battle even more chaotic. Yet, his gaze grew ever more resolute, like stars in the cold night, fixed intently on the enemy before him, silently vowing in his heart: "Even if it costs me my life, I will not allow the enemy to harm the villagers in the slightest!"

Seeing Lin Yu injured, the experts' eyes flashed with smugness and cruelty. One of them, with a ferocious expression, arrogantly mocked, "Lin Yu, today is your death day! This day next year will be your death anniversary!"

Lin Yu's eyes widened in anger, and he roared, "Come and try if you dare! How could I, Lin Yu, be afraid of a bunch of petty villains like you!" He endured the excruciating pain and wielded his long sword with impenetrable speed. The flashing sword shadows seemed to form an indestructible barrier, trying to withstand wave after wave of fierce attacks from the enemy.

Lin Feng stood by, his heart pounding with anxiety. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like rain, and his breathing became rapid and heavy. "Brother, I'm here to help you!" he roared, his spear swung like a dragon soaring through the sky, carrying an indomitable momentum as he thrust it straight at one of the masters.

The expert nimbly dodged to the side and thrust his sword at Lin Feng with a backhand. Lin Feng hurriedly parried with his spear, only to feel a sudden numbness in his arm. He inwardly groaned, "These guys are indeed formidable; it seems today will be a fierce battle!"

On Xiao Jinzhi and Zhao Ling'er's side, the enemy surged in like a relentless tide, the pressure as immense as Mount Tai pressing down. The battlefield was filled with deafening battle cries and the pervasive stench of blood, making one almost nauseous.

Little Jinzhi gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with determination, and said through gritted teeth, "Sister Ling'er, we absolutely cannot let them pass! Even if we die in battle, we cannot let them harm the villagers!"

Zhao Ling'er's face was serious, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but her eyes remained firm. She nodded vigorously and replied, "Don't worry, even if it takes all our strength, we will hold on!"

Xiao Jinzhi moved with lightning speed, her petite frame bursting with astonishing speed and power. Her short sword twirled and danced in the air, each strike carrying a deadly intent, aimed straight for the enemy's vitals. Zhao Ling'er's hands moved swiftly, her lips chanting incantations, and dazzling magical light flashed continuously, some transforming into blazing fireballs, others into sharp ice spikes, raining down upon the enemy. Each spell contained immense power, causing explosions and chaos among the enemy ranks, repelling wave after wave of foe.

Lin Yu focused intently, seized the opportunity, and thrust his sword at the weakness of a master. The master was caught off guard and unable to dodge in time, and was stabbed in the arm by Lin Yu's sword.

"Ah!" he screamed, his face contorted in pain, and his attack immediately slowed down.

Seeing this, another expert was enraged, his eyes turning bloodshot, and he roared, "Lin Yu, you dare to hurt my brother! I will tear you to pieces!" With that, he attacked Lin Yu even more frantically, his sword moves becoming increasingly cunning and ruthless.

Lin Yu and Lin Feng cooperated and supported each other, gradually stabilizing the situation. However, the enemy continued to surge in like a tide, their stamina was constantly being depleted, and each attack and defense became increasingly difficult, the situation remaining extremely critical.

Just when everyone was feeling desperate and almost exhausted, a deafening battle cry suddenly came from afar. The gale seemed to be intimidated by the sound, and the sandstorm subsided slightly.

Lin Yu first saw a group of people approaching in the distance, and his heart sank. He thought it was Ouyang Kuishan leading his men to deal with him again, and he thought to himself, "Am I really going to die here today?" But when he saw that the leader was actually his master from when he first entered the martial arts world, "Li Meng," he was overjoyed, as if he had seen the dawn in the darkness. While struggling to deal with the enemies in front of him, he excitedly shouted, "Everyone, our reinforcements have arrived!"

Upon hearing Lin Yu's call, Lin Feng, Xiao Jinzhi, and Zhao Ling'er's tired faces instantly lit up with hope, and their fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes.

Li Meng's reinforcements surged like a raging torrent, their hoofbeats and battle cries shaking the heavens and earth. Each of them was heroic and spirited, charging swiftly towards the battlefield.

Li Meng was tall and imposing, like a towering mountain, exuding a strong sense of pressure. His broad shoulders seemed capable of bearing the weight of the entire world, and his thick arms were full of explosive power. His thick eyebrows and large eyes shone brightly, like the brightest stars in the night sky, radiating unwavering determination and courage. His thick beard, like steel needles, further enhanced his imposing presence. He wore a black, close-fitting outfit, the wrinkles on the clothes suggesting countless battles. A wide belt cinched his waist, from which hung a sharp longsword, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, exuding a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

Li Meng shouted loudly, "Disciple, your master is here to help you!" His voice was like a great bell, deafening, full of power and majesty, as if it could pierce through the clouds and reach the hearts of people.

Lin Yu's morale soared, his swordsmanship became even more ferocious, and his moves grew increasingly powerful. He shouted, "Master, thank you!"

With the arrival of these reinforcements, the situation on the battlefield underwent a dramatic reversal.