“Let you go? That would be such a shame. Look how great it is now—me with a fist, you with a palm, we’re exchanging blows!” Lin Fan chuckled.
At this moment, the Thunder Clan Patriarch had been caught by Lin Fan, his throat gripped tightly, his cheek pressed against Lin Fan’s chest.
“Let go,” the Thunder Clan Patriarch struggled, but quickly realized the Human Emperor’s strength was simply too overwhelming to break free.
The Thunder Clan Patriarch was now backing away with his rear sticking out, shocked at how dirty this Human Emperor’s fighting style was.
What infuriated him even more was that this Human Emperor, relying on his invincible physical form, dared to fight so shamelessly.
“Thunder Clan Patriarch, look at yourself now—what power do you have left to escape my grasp?” Lin Fan grinned sinisterly.
“You damn bastard…” The Thunder Clan Patriarch exerted every ounce of strength trying to pull away, his legs dragging backward.
Even though his entire body was surrounded by thunder energy, it was utterly useless.
He couldn’t figure out how the Human Emperor’s body had been forged to withstand such power.
This thunder energy was so potent that even a Supreme Being would struggle to endure it.
Yet, against the Human Emperor, it had no effect whatsoever—this thought deeply wounded the Thunder Clan Patriarch.
“Thunder Clan Patriarch, look at this—recognize what it is?” Lin Fan shook his fist in front of the Patriarch.
“A fist,” the Thunder Clan Patriarch instinctively replied.
“Wrong. This is a sandbag-sized fist,” Lin Fan sneered before delivering a devastating punch straight into the Thunder Clan Patriarch’s face.
The force of the blow was terrifying—the Patriarch felt as if his facial features had twisted.
This was the “Big Dipper Blood-Explosion Fist,” a unique gauntlet crafted by Lin Fan. Invisible when worn, it unleashed explosive blood damage with every punch.
Blood splattered everywhere!
The Thunder Clan Patriarch had never imagined his face could be so fragile—reduced to bleeding with just one punch.
The blood of a Supreme Being was extraordinary, each drop brimming with immense power.
An ordinary person could be blown apart merely by tasting a drop.
Even cultivators would need extensive time to refine just a single drop.
“Does it hurt?” Lin Fan now had the upper hand, and the Thunder Clan Patriarch was finally in his grasp—time to return the beating.
The Thunder Clan Patriarch had pursued him for so long, appearing every time Lin Fan showed his face. Now that he was captured, if Lin Fan didn’t make him taste the pain of being beaten, the Patriarch might really think the Human Emperor was easy prey.
“Human Emperor, release me! I shall fight you for three hundred rounds!” the Thunder Clan Patriarch roared.
“Three hundred, hell no! If I let you go, you’ll just run off,” Lin Fan laughed loudly before landing another punch on the Patriarch’s face.
Bang!
“Ahh!”
The Thunder Clan Patriarch’s blood spewed like it was free, gushing uncontrollably.
For a Supreme Being, such humiliation was unbearable.
“Do you know what this technique is called?” Lin Fan asked.
“Let go of me!” The Thunder Clan Patriarch didn’t want to know anything—he only wished to escape and crush the Human Emperor.
“I’ll tell you—it’s called the Big Dipper Blood-Explosion Fist. Want to know what happens with the third punch?” Lin Fan chuckled.
“You bastard, let me go!” the Patriarch bellowed.
Without a word, Lin Fan launched another punch.
Boom!
The critical third strike landed.
The Thunder Clan Patriarch’s face exploded, flesh flying everywhere—it was a horrifying sight.
If any other Supreme Being had witnessed this, they would have been terrified beyond belief.
This was a Supreme Being, not a punching bag!
Rage burned within the Thunder Clan Patriarch, and thunder energy surged across his body.
Crackling and booming, the thunderous power caused the void itself to explode.
But to Lin Fan, this level of thunder energy was nothing—what damage could it possibly inflict on his body?
“Thunder Clan Patriarch, do you know what the sister technique of the Big Dipper Blood-Explosion Fist is?” Lin Fan asked coldly.
The Thunder Clan Patriarch didn’t answer. He was now consumed by fury, his rear swaying in the void as he struggled with all his might.
“I’ll tell you—it’s called the Big Dipper Breast-Explosion Fist.”
“The first strike.”
Bang!
Lin Fan’s fist slammed into the Thunder Clan Patriarch’s left chest, instantly causing unbearable pain. The Patriarch cried out in agony.
“What… what is this?”
Suddenly, the Thunder Clan Patriarch noticed his chest had grown larger—what was happening?
“Human Emperor, what have you done to me?!”
The Patriarch howled furiously. He thought the Human Emperor was beyond shameless.
“Hehe, that’s the secret essence of the technique. Now it’s time for the other side,” Lin Fan sneered.
“Stop! Human Emperor, stop at once! You are an ancient Emperor—how could you use such despicable techniques?” the Thunder Clan Patriarch roared. As a Supreme Being, how could he tolerate such a form?
“Ah! Thunder Clan Patriarch, clearly you don’t know much about me. I started from the Xuanhuang Realm, and my first martial art was ‘Monkey Steals the Peach.’ Want to know what that technique does?” Lin Fan smirked.
“Let me go! Fight me properly for three hundred rounds!” the Patriarch shouted furiously.
“Hehe, the second breast.”
Bang!
As the punch landed, the Thunder Clan Patriarch’s chest transformed even more, and his wails grew louder.
He tried to suppress this strange condition with his spiritual energy, but to his shock, nothing worked.
What in the world was going on?
“Well? How does it feel now?” Lin Fan asked with a grin.
The Thunder Clan Patriarch glared at Lin Fan with hatred. “I wish I could tear you into pieces.”
Lin Fan shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. With your strength, you can’t even scratch my body, let alone tear me apart.”
The Thunder Clan Patriarch stared at Lin Fan with resentment, but he had to admit the truth in the Human Emperor’s words—he couldn’t even harm Lin Fan’s body.
“Alright, we’ve played long enough. I’ll send you off now,” Lin Fan said.
Upon hearing this, the Thunder Clan Patriarch’s face paled. “You’re going to kill me…”
“Exactly.”
“Impossible! You can never kill me! I am the Patriarch of the Thunder Clan—thunder is eternal and indestructible. You…” the Patriarch sneered.
“Past life, beheading.”
In an instant, the Thunder Clan Patriarch’s face turned deathly pale. “You… you…”
“No need to panic. It’s just the Buddha’s Three Lives Sutra. I’ll sever your three lives, leaving you unable to reincarnate at all,” Lin Fan said calmly.
“No, you can’t do this!” In that moment, the Thunder Clan Patriarch panicked.
He never expected the Human Emperor to possess such a divine ability.
“Hehe…”
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