“Haha…” At this moment, King Wei burst into uproarious laughter, his pair of awe-inspiring eyes revealing disdain, as if he were looking at an ant begging for mercy.
Lin Fan was already cursing inwardly. This damn King Wei, go ahead and laugh, you bastard. Whatever, have your laugh. As long as you fall for my trick, I’ll make you regret it for the rest of your life.
“Ant, it’s already too late to be afraid now. Let this King send you on your way,” King Wei coldly snorted, raising his hand. Instantly, the winds and clouds shifted.
Lin Fan felt as if his body could no longer move, completely locked down by King Wei’s immense power.
“Damn it, I must become stronger. If I survive this, no matter what, I will become an unparalleled expert. This feeling is just too frustrating,” Lin Fan silently vowed. Feeling one’s life controlled by others was definitely no pleasant experience.
Lin Fan had always understood: showing off carries risks; entering this path requires caution.
But this was a warning he had always given to others, never imagining it would one day apply to himself.
Back in the Xuanhuang World, defeating monsters beyond his level was effortless. However, after arriving in the Gusheng World, he discovered that every time he fought enemies above his level, it felt like he was risking his life.
Especially in the current situation, even risking his life wasn’t enough to defeat his opponent.
Frustrating, indeed.
Nonetheless, Lin Fan understood that at this moment, he could only rely on himself. No one else could help.
Now was the time to fully utilize his intelligence and audacity.
In the end, people rarely care about the process; they only care about the outcome.
Survivors are the kings.
“Invincible King Wei, wait a moment. I have something to say—forgive my impertinence—but may I speak?” Lin Fan hastily shouted.
King Wei looked at Lin Fan with disdain. “Ant, speak. After you finish, this King will send you on your way.”
“There’s hope.” Seeing that King Wei didn’t attack immediately, Lin Fan’s heart leapt with joy. Any chance of turning the situation around depended on the opponent’s arrogance.
Even if King Wei had experienced countless battles throughout eons, what of it?
With his cultivation at the peak of Huangtian Realm, the other naturally didn’t take him seriously.
“Great King Wei, what do you think of my cultivation level?” Lin Fan asked.
“Just an ant,” King Wei replied.
Lin Fan rolled his eyes, feeling quite annoyed with King Wei constantly calling him an ant. How annoying.
“What if I say I can wound you in two moves? Would you believe me?” Lin Fan said.
“Haha, ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. Foolish ant, this King could let you strike for an entire lifetime and you still wouldn’t be able to break this King’s defense,” King Wei laughed contemptuously, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
At this moment, Lin Fan already had a rough idea of how to deal with King Wei.
If their roles were reversed—if King Wei were the protagonist and he the antagonist—then clearly having the power to crush the opponent but wasting time talking nonsense with the villain would make the protagonist an idiot.
“King Wei, I don’t think it’s ridiculous because I will wound you severely within two moves,” Lin Fan provoked.
“Hmph, boasting. This King has no time to waste words with an ant,” King Wei roared angrily, about to strike.
Lin Fan quickly shouted, “Cowardly King Wei, you’re just afraid!”
“You’re afraid of being injured by a mere ant from the Huangtian Realm!”
“Haha, what ancient clan’s King? In my eyes, you’re nothing but a boastful coward!” Lin Fan laughed loudly. Outwardly appearing domineering, inwardly his heart was pounding.
“Gods and Buddhas above, please protect me! Lower this King Wei’s IQ to negative numbers!”
Lin Fan was already mentally preparing himself—if King Wei attacked, he would surely die. Although he had the ability to regenerate from his blood, he didn’t know whether a powerful figure like King Wei would sense that he hadn’t truly died, thus discovering his blood regeneration ability.
If that happened, there would be no point in saying anything else—he would be finished.
Lin Fan silently prayed.
Please, just let this King Wei’s intelligence drop to absurdly low levels, even for a short time!
“Gods and Buddhas, if you can just make King Wei’s IQ negative for a while, I’m willing to sacrifice ten years of my lifespan. Please, help me!”
Lin Fan knew such prayers were mere illusions, but at this moment, he had no choice but to cling to hope.
“Buzz!”
At that moment, the “Heaven and Earth True Sutra,” which had always been imprinted on Lin Fan’s back without ever reacting, faintly emitted a glimmer of light. The light was mysterious, as if filled with supreme divine might.
Lin Fan didn’t sense the light’s presence, still nervously watching King Wei.
King Wei looked at Lin Fan with disdain, completely disregarding the words of this insignificant human ant.
Having dominated across eons, how could he be provoked by such words? King Wei never wasted words on ants.
“Hmph, human, don’t play petty tricks on this King. This King cares not for such nonsense. Die!” King Wei coldly snorted. However, in an instant, his terrifying, world-shaking expression subtly changed.
Seemingly, an extraordinary force had quietly infiltrated King Wei’s body.
“Fine then. Since that’s the case, this King shall grant your request, letting this insignificant ant understand just how tiny you truly are,” King Wei suddenly sounded different, his tone filled with endless mockery.
“Eh…” Lin Fan, already prepared for death, heard King Wei’s words and felt his heart tighten, somewhat at a loss.
King Wei had already unleashed his power but suddenly withdrew, agreeing to Lin Fan’s request.
This… this…
At this moment, Lin Fan felt like crying.
He suddenly realized that there truly were ancient clan members with absurdly low IQs in heaven and earth.
“Seriously?” Lin Fan asked, somewhat disbelieving.
“Hmph, don’t waste your breath. This King grants you only three breaths of time. When those three breaths are gone, this King will crush you mercilessly to death,” King Wei stood there, radiating an overwhelming aura of dominance.
“Three breaths?”
Lin Fan inhaled deeply, instantly tightening his expression. Without hesitation, he rushed forward. One breath had already passed while hesitating—how could he afford to waste any more time?
“You really won’t move?” Facing King Wei, Lin Fan was extremely nervous, overwhelmed by the pressure of power.
“Hmph, two breaths,” King Wei’s eyes flashed with ferocity, clearly serious, absolutely not bluffing.
“Damn it…” At this moment, Lin Fan inwardly shouted. How could he hesitate any longer? Wasn’t this exactly the opportunity he had longed for?
Gods and Buddhas, thank you all, from the bottom of my heart!
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