Bang!
Boom!
Crack!
At that moment, the air above the clearing exploded with thunderous sounds.
The battle had reached its climax.
Or rather, it was Bazi’s one-sided climax.
He pushed his battle qi to its limit, Condense a rock-like gauntlet to amplify his strength—enough to split mountains and shatter stones.
He also formed a skin of rock over his body for defense, completely unafraid of magic or battle qi attacks below the fourth tier.
He could even combine his overflowing battle qi with the surrounding environment, kicking up gravel and soil from the ground to form earthen projectiles, turning himself into a human catapult capable of smashing even an elephant into paste.
In short, he had both long and short range covered, offense and defense integrated, airtight.
But Lin Hong was calm, responding with ease.
He treated this man as a test subject, using him to test himself, acting at his own whim.
Sometimes he would dodge the incoming earthen attacks at extreme speed.
When he felt like it, he would simply slap the earth projectiles away, sending them exploding into the open ground.
Every now and then, he would also clash head-on with Bazi, engaging in hand-to-hand combat.
Thump thump thump—
Bazi was stunned, waves of shock rising in his heart.
He simply couldn’t understand it.
If the other party had also used battle qi or magic to achieve this level, then fine.
At least that would mean the other might have cultivated some advanced battle qi codex or magical inheritance, with a higher energy level than him—nothing to say about that.
But that wasn’t the case at all!
This boy, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen, emitted no energy fluctuations whatsoever.
He relied entirely on the sheer power of his physical body—overwhelming force that conquered all Technique.
Every one of Bazi’s attacks, whether close-range [Rock Armor Heavy Punch] or long-range [Rock Bullet], was either dodged by the boy, or casually slapped aside when unavoidable.
Even his [Stone Skin Technique], which boasted outstanding defense and could withstand a magical beast’s claws without injury, was easily cracked by a slap, the force directly injuring his flesh, bones, and sinews.
With a thud, Lin Hong’s form moved like a ghost, somehow circling to Bazi’s side.
He threw a straight punch, devoid of any flashy energy.
Crack!
The thick rock armor covering his left ribs shattered on impact, fragments and sparks of battle qi scattering in all directions.
Bazi grunted, staggering back.
Though no bones were broken, the pain was intense!
He was furious.
Having lived a life licking blood from his blade, with considerable combat experience, how could he not see it?
This boy was completely toying with him, not using his full strength at all, like a cat playing with a mouse.
Thud!
Another kick of the sole sent him flying sideways.
And Bazi was also terrified.
What kind of monster was this?
Could it be some high-ranked magical beast in human form?
Or perhaps this was a child of Elite aristocracy soaked from birth in high-level magical elixir and the blood of high-ranked magical beasts to temper his body?
Then his father must be truly ruthless, not afraid of scalding or killing the little brat?
But even so, this was too absurd.
Could it be the blood of an ancient dragon?
After all, ever since he received the blessing of the Great Holy God and awakened his power, he had been able to defeat all kinds of Ferocious magical beast with his bare hands.
Many former powerful enemies had been easily killed by him.
He had been unstoppable, already beyond the ordinary.
And this was not the peak, but only the beginning!
The Priest had already made arrangements to use all the people in this town as nourishment for the Great Holy God.
“By then, as one of the main executors, he would not only take revenge on those who had once driven him out, but also receive the god’s blessing, allowing him to continue evolving—he could even rise above the mortal realm.”
How could he fail here?
“Great Lord of the Joyous Feast… gaze upon your servant… grant me… the power to tear apart this blasphemer before me!!”
Bazi roared, and Lin Hong was surprised.
He was announcing his affiliation, and moreover, a believer of an old acquaintance!
But I’ve killed his Evil Priest before.
Why doesn’t this man have that kind of fluctuation.
Lin Hong asked the mysterious panel.
[Please focus on the battle at hand, Host. Don’t let fate points slip away. I will answer for you afterward.]
The mysterious panel replied.
Fine, okay.
Lin Hong curled his lip.
This was easy for him anyway.
From start to finish, he had just been using this man as a punching bag, controlling his own strength to avoid killing him too quickly, making the most of him to better adapt to his own surging power.
At that moment, Lin Hong moved in close and swung a palm-blade.
Then he was surprised.
It felt like chopping into metal.
For the first time, he didn’t disperse Bazi’s battle qi. Instead, he felt a rebound force far stronger than before, pushing him back several steps.
The next instant, he gasped in surprise.
Bazi’s body was undergoing a violent transformation!
Bazi began to swell, his size increasing severalfold, standing over a Zhang tall, like a small mountain.
At the same time, his muscles bulged with explosive power.
The areas previously injured by Lin Hong healed rapidly.
His own aura skyrocketed.
“Yes! This is the power! Hahaha! This is what the god has granted me… my true power!!”
Bazi laughed wildly, admiring his own arms, now as hideous as a magical beast’s.
He felt he could tear apart anything, utterly confident and brutal.
His clothes were completely torn, reduced to rags hanging pitifully on his body.
Lin Hong shook his hand and sneered.
“Now this is more like it. This is what a believer of the Evil Clan should look like. Neither human nor ghost, unworthy of being called human.”
Bazi grinned savagely.
“Little pup, bark while you still can. Soon you’ll wish you were dead!”
He stomped the ground and leaped up!
The ground trembled, a deep crater formed beneath his foot.
Bazi unleashed his strongest, fiercest attack!
His fist expanded again in midair, growing a horny layer, nearly as big as a millstone.
This punch was too ferocious.
The wind pressure alone plowed open the ground, sending sand and stones flying.
An ordinary person facing this punch would probably be frozen in place, unable to move.
“Those weaker might even have their bones crushed by the pressure, could only watch himself being flattened.”
“Die!”
Bazi’s savage grin arrived at the same time as his giant fist.
Lin Hong’s eyes sharpened.
He no longer took it casually.
He got serious, activating a physical killing technique!
In an instant, his internal microcosmic cycle operated, his body generating energy that covered over the palm.
At the same time, his right arm slight tremble, resonating at a strange frequency, combining with the energy on his palm-edge to form a destructive force.
The giant fist was already before his eyes!
Lin Hong leaped up and raised his palm.
The palm-blade gleamed with a faint light, like a war saber, meeting that terrifying giant fist head-on.
Pfft—
Surprisingly, there was no huge explosion, only a soft sound, like a sharp object cutting into flesh, severing skin, muscle, bone, and sinew.
“…Ah?”
Bazi’s savage grin was still on his face, not yet faded, but the intense pain had already arrived!
His massive body continued forward by inertia, but half of his bloody fist had already fallen to the ground, sweet and rancid tissue fluid spraying everywhere!
Lin Hong landed lightly, his form crossing paths with Bazi.
The palm-blade had directly split open his giant fist, cutting it in two.
“Ew~”
At this moment, disgusted, he immediately activate energy to evaporate the filthy blood stained on his palm-edge.
At the same time, his spiritual domain retracted, ensuring that no commotion from here would leak out.
Lin Hong stepped forward, walking toward Bazi.
Bazi’s body now crackled and popped, like a leaking balloon.
In no time, he returned to normal human size.
Half his right hand was gone, blood gushing wildly, his face pale as he kept crying out in pain.
Lin Hong was very cold.
He walked over and kicked him unconscious, then picked him up in his hand.
This man seemed to know something.
During the battle, his spirit had been keenly perceive some fragments of mental thought.
Bazi hadn’t come here alone.
There seemed to be a purpose and a plan.
[Congratulations, Host. You have hunted a fourth-tier evil cultist. Reward: 550 fate points.]
[Current fate point balance: 550]
The mysterious panel transmitted its fluctuation at the right time.
Hey hey, don’t slander me out of thin air.
This man is still breathing. I didn’t kill anyone.
Lin Hong denied it, at the same time curling his lip with a look of disdain.
And also, isn’t 550 too little?
I suggest adding a zero at the end.
[That’s why this system gives a portion first, and will distribute the remaining fate points after the evil cultist is completely dead.]
The panel retorted.
You’re getting darker and darker.
Truly disheartening.
Lin Hong grumbled as he leaped back into the courtyard.
He was in a good mood now.
Having played a warm-up match, he felt utterly exhilarated.
But he didn’t forget the real business.
Calculating the time, not much had actually passed since he left the church until now.
He had used extreme speed to come back.
Now, if he grabbed the things and used extreme speed to return, it should be fine.
Thinking this, Lin Hong intended to enter the house, planning to take the knife and leave.
Bazi had already been hit with his spiritual mark and wouldn’t wake up.
He could just find a remote spot along the way and dump him there.
As Lin Hong was thinking this, suddenly he sensed something and couldn’t help but shudder.
He turned around.
At the open wooden door of the small courtyard, a slender figure had quietly appeared, no one knew when.
Lovella’s beautiful sapphire blue eyes met his.
For a moment, they looked at each other in silence.
Lin Hong gave an awkward laugh.
“Yo, big sister. What a coincidence. You also came back to get something?”