"Is it your turn now?" Lin Kuang asked calmly, looking at Fan Molun across from him.
Upon hearing this, Fan Molun regained his composure, his expression turning cold once more. "The King of the Underworld truly lives up to his na. Your strength is indeed formidable," he said seriously, his face a cold mask.
"Words are useless. I'm in a hurry, so get on with it. Once I've dealt with you, I need to go back for dinner. There isn't much ti left," Lin Kuang said, glancing at the ti. It was almost eleven-thirty.
Fan Molun was stunned for a mont, then his face darkened. He's clearly not taking
seriously! Going back for dinner is more important than fighting ? This is infuriating!
With that thought, Fan Molun took a deep breath, calming himself to prevent his agitation from affecting the fight. "King of the Underworld, you are truly arrogant," he said, suppressing the rage in his heart.
"Mm. I've always been this way," Lin Kuang replied coolly.
Fan Molun's heart burned with fury. I'm clearly insulting him, doesn't he get it?
"Very well, then die!" Fan Molun roared as he charged forward, swinging his fist. As befitting a master, his movents were silent and nearly as fast as Lin Kuang's, allowing him to appear before his opponent in an instant.
Seeing this, Lin Kuang's gaze sharpened. Despite his casual words, he didn't dare underestimate Fan Molun, as he sensed a potent danger from him. A single mistake could an death, so he was extrely cautious.
As Fan Molun's punch flew, Lin Kuang shifted his body to the side, instantly dodging the attack. Simultaneously, his own right hand swung out, punching toward Fan Molun's chest.
Fan Molun reacted, retracting his right fist and raising his forearm to block the attack.
BANG!
Their limbs collided with a dull thud, and their bodies both trembled slightly from the impact. In that exchange, neither had gained the upper hand.
In the next instant, they both spun, unleashing a flurry of fierce attacks that crashed into one another. The two figures blurred together, their movents so fast the naked eye could barely follow, punctuated only by muffled impacts.
After a full five minutes of fighting, the two finally landed back on the forest floor. By this ti, both were sowhat disheveled. The hem of Lin Kuang's shirt was torn, and Fan Molun's clothes were riddled with several holes. Yet, their gazes remained locked on each other, ready for the next wave of attacks at any mont.
After pausing for a brief mont, Lin Kuang pushed off with his feet and surged forward. Fan Molun did the sa, launching himself ahead at lightning speed. They both swung their fists, about to clash once more.
Just at that instant, the intense Killing Intent lurking within Lin Kuang erupted, and the terrifying aura instantly enveloped Fan Molun.
Killing Intent is sothing even ordinary people can perceive. For example, an ordinary person facing a killer will instinctively feel a sense of dread—this is the effect of Killing Intent. Most people, however, overlooked this force, dismissing it as sothing intangible. While Killing Intent couldn't physically harm an opponent, once it beca powerful enough, it could affect their state of mind.
At this mont, the surging Killing Intent that burst forth from Lin Kuang made Fan Molun feel an intense chill. It wasn't an ordinary chill, but a bone-deep cold that seed to pierce the skin.
Fan Molun had killed people before—more than just one—yet faced with Lin Kuang's overwhelming Killing Intent, an inexplicable fear still rose in his heart. It was this fear that caused his movents to instinctively falter, providing Lin Kuang with the perfect opportunity to strike.
In a flash, Lin Kuang's right fist thundered out, smashing hard into Fan Molun's chest. The mont of hesitation was brief, and Fan Molun snapped back to reality, but it was already too late to block the attack.
With no other choice, Fan Molun snorted coldly. His True Qi surged violently as he unleashed his full, formidable power without any further concealnt. At that exact mont, Lin Kuang's fist crashed into his chest.
Instead of being injured, Fan Molun was unhard. On the contrary, Lin Kuang was repelled by the terrifying force emanating from his opponent.
Lin Kuang stumbled back a few steps before steadying himself. He rubbed his slightly numb arm, his gaze turning grave. He knew that this was Fan Molun's true power; everything before had just been the two of them probing each other.
"King of the Underworld, you've forced
to use my full strength," Fan Molun said, his expression cold. "Co on, let
see how strong you really are. Unleash your power!"
In truth, Fan Molun knew he had already lost that exchange. If I hadn't unleashed my full power at the last second, that punch would have severely wounded . In a battle where neither had used their full strength, Lin Kuang had been the victor. Of course, Fan Molun was unwilling to admit this, but the facts were undeniable.
"Alright. It's been a while since I've been able to go all out!" Lin Kuang said in a cold tone.
In the next instant, the Life Gate and the Injury Gate flew open! With the Open Door and Rest Gate already active, all Four Gates were now unlocked, and Lin Kuang's power soared to a terrifying new level.
Feeling the imnse power radiating from Lin Kuang, Fan Molun's expression also beca extrely grave. This was the first ti he had faced Lin Kuang's full strength, and it was a force in no way inferior to his own. If I'm not careful, I could die right here on the spot! The thought filled Fan Molun with vigilance, his gaze tightly locked onto Lin Kuang.
"Fan Molun, I hope you don't disappoint ," Lin Kuang said indifferently, loosening his limbs. This was his first ti fighting with all Four Gates open, and if Fan Molun couldn't give him a satisfying fight, he would be genuinely displeased.
Hearing this, Fan Molun sneered, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you die here!"
"Let's hope you have the strength for that," Lin Kuang replied dismissively.
At his words, Killing Intent surged in Fan Molun's eyes. The next mont, he pushed off with both feet, rushing out as fast as lightning and instantly appearing before Lin Kuang. At the sa ti, he pulled a shimring short knife from his waist and stabbed directly at Lin Kuang's heart—a ruthless, one-hit-kill attack.
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