At this moment, the sky cracked and the earth split, the heavens darkened and the seas dried up, the mountains crumbled and the stones decayed, chaos reigned in all directions…
“Monkey Steals the Peach.”
“+2.”
“Monkey Steals the Peach.”
“+2.”
…
From the originally grand and mighty martial arts training ground, a series of pained screams suddenly erupted.
These cries were soft and delicate, like the tender sighs of a woman, and upon closer listening, they carried boundless sorrow and grief.
At this moment, Lin Fan repeated the same motion over and over—bending down, reaching out, and pinching with his fingers.
Again and again, no matter how violently the heavens and earth collapsed around him, nothing could stop Lin Fan’s pursuit of experience points.
“You despicable scoundrel! How dare you use such despicable techniques!” The outer sect candidates were now filled with terror, covering their groins with both hands, feeling a chilling coldness rising from the soles of their feet straight to the tops of their heads.
This was truly terrifying—unspeakably horrifying.
*Ding!* Congratulations! The unranked martial art “Monkey Steals the Peach” has advanced to level three.
*Ding!* Defeated an unranked disciple. Experience +5.
*Ding!* Defeated an unranked disciple. Experience +3.
…
“Oh wow!” Lin Fan heard the notification sounds and his heart leaped with joy. He hadn’t expected that experience points required for leveling up would come like this.
It seemed just like playing a game—kill monsters, level up.
Excellent, excellent.
At this moment, those outer sect candidates who had suffered greatly at Lin Fan’s hands glared at this despicable man with utter contempt. But just then, they suddenly noticed a terrifying gleam flashing in his eyes, as if something even more brutal was about to happen.
Surrounding Lin Fan from all sides, the outer sect candidates could not tolerate simply retreating with their tails between their legs, even though this vile man’s methods were so despicable and unpredictable.
No matter what the cost, they would make sure this despicable man regretted ever being born.
Lin Fan now looked at his own hands with a cold, indifferent gaze.
These were hands about to be stained, but for the sake of experience, what did it matter if his hands were soiled?
“You see, his eyes!” One of the front-row candidates suddenly cried out. They had been closely observing this vile man, and the moment Lin Fan’s eyes flared, they caught it.
Lin Fan lifted his head, his deep and seemingly guilt-ridden eyes gazing at the group of outer sect candidates.
“Pure lambs, you are about to be seized by my evil hands. But don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you,” Lin Fan said, his eyes burning as he stared at the candidates.
“Despicable scoundrel! What are you talking about?”
“Do you really think you can take on hundreds of us alone?”
“Surrender and apologize, and we might let you live.”
“Hmph, don’t get too arrogant…”
…
“Monkey Steals the Peach!”
In an instant, Lin Fan charged into the crowd. With level five of “Titanium-Class Demon Body,” he was like an invincible tank to these outer sect candidates—plowing through them, unstoppable, immune to all attacks.
Though “Monkey Steals the Peach” was only at level three, it had already reached a supreme realm—”once the hands strike, the target is caught.”
“You despicable bastard! I’ll die fighting you!”
“Ow, it hurts! Let go, let go! It’s breaking… breaking!” One outer sect candidate’s eyes glazed over, his whole body shivering. He clutched his groin, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes—tears that carried a thousand emotions.
“A man must preserve his dignity. You have ruined mine. From this day forth, I shall never rest until you are dead.”
…
“Monkey Steals the Peach!”
“+5.”
“+5.”
*Ding!* Defeated an unranked disciple. Experience +5.
*Ding!* Defeated an unranked disciple. Experience +2.
*Ding!* Congratulations! Character level up.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan was like a madman possessed, both hands striking simultaneously, his mastery of “Monkey Steals the Peach” reaching perfection, as if he had even grasped the cosmic laws behind the technique.
Each strike landed true—no matter how hard you tried to defend, you could not escape the invasion of Lin Fan’s divine hands.
“Senior brothers, this villain fights with such despicable and vile methods. Though we are disciples of the Devil Sect, we are ashamed to share the same sky as him. Strike hard!”
As the outer sect candidates were pushed back further and further, one particularly handsome candidate—his face like jade, a peerless beauty among men—raised his arm and shouted, rallying the others to unite and take down Lin Fan.
Lin Fan moved like a dragon weaving through the crowd of outer sect candidates. Seeing how arrogant this man was, Lin Fan found him quite amusing.
The handsome man who had shouted suddenly felt a pair of eyes filled with malice locking onto him. His heart sank, sensing something ominous.
When his gaze met Lin Fan’s, the peerless beauty suddenly felt his confidence waver.
If Lin Fan didn’t strike at that particularly sensitive area, then perhaps he could still stand his ground, even if outmatched in strength.
But now, he was truly afraid.
Seeing so many senior and junior brothers fall to this vile man’s hands, especially the look of anguish in their eyes, he understood—this must hurt like hell.
As he watched Lin Fan’s hands unconsciously clenching, the peerless beauty felt a chill run down his spine, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
“Monkey Steals the Peach!”
“No…”
“Ah… it hurts…” The peerless beauty’s eyes glazed over. With a soft cry, he collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain.
The scene was too gruesome to bear witness to.
…
When all the outer sect candidates had fallen, Lin Fan finally had no more “peaches” to steal.
Name: Lin Fan
Level: 9 (Awaiting opening of the Late Heaven Realm)
Experience: 0/1000
Techniques: “Titanium-Class Demon Body” Level 5 (3000/10000)
“Monkey Steals the Peach” Level 10 (1000/10000)
Lin Fan looked at his stats and nodded in satisfaction.
Now at level nine, he was essentially invincible among these outer sect candidates.
Floating above each of their foreheads were numbers.
Some were level five, some six, and a few even eight.
None of these outer sect candidates had reached the Late Heaven Realm.
Lin Fan had seen disciples of the Late Heaven Realm fight before, and their moves were nothing like these outer sect candidates’.
Three days from now was the outer sect selection exam. Even if he had no desire to compete, he still needed to become an outer sect disciple. This place was simply too small for him. To grow stronger, he needed a broader horizon.
Lin Fan turned and began to leave, but after a few steps, he paused.
“I’ll be back tomorrow.”
…
When those candidates thought this despicable man was finally leaving, they slowly began to stand up. But upon hearing those words, they all felt their legs go weak again, collapsing back to the ground.
After today’s events, they no longer had the heart to fight him.
Low, despicable, shameless—how could such a person exist in this world?
Lin Fan sighed. Though he understood these outer sect candidates now feared him greatly, how could he be entirely to blame? Who made him only know this one technique—”Monkey Steals the Peach”?
As the saying goes:
“One trick, done well, can conquer the world.”
When you only know one martial art, you can’t afford to be too picky.
Lin Fan also noticed that body cultivation techniques were different from martial arts.
Once “Titanium-Class Demon Body” reached a certain level, it required powerful external forces to continue advancing.
But martial arts, whether against a strong or weak opponent, could all grant experience. Even the weakest opponent would still give some.
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