"Linfan."
"You waste, dare to agree to spar with me?"
"You're the one who asked me to spar with you."
"If I injure you, cripple you."
"Don't regret it."
Seeing Lin Fan agreeing, Shen Tu is a bit surprised.
Since Lin Fan actively seeks trouble, he can't ask for more.
His neck makes cracking sounds as he turns it.
Shen Tu takes off his school uniform, revealing a muscular physique.
"Hey, Lin Fan, you waste, not actually going for real, right?"
"Shen Tu is already level 10 full spiritual power. After awakening his martial soul tomorrow, he'll be a true soul master."
"Not something a waste like you can resist."
"Don't want to be beaten half to death, admit defeat quickly."
"You've admitted defeat before, haven't you?"
"Hahaha..."
Shen Tu's lackeys laugh loudly.
This isn't the first time they've teased Lin Fan.
"Linfan."
Seems like today is your last day in high school."
"I'll leave you with a memory."
"Let you know."
"A waste like you can never enter the path of a soul master."
"No matter how hard you try, you can't compare to a genius like me."
A soil-yellow spiritual power covers Shen Tu's fist.
Shen Tu, at level 10 full spiritual power, can unleash a punch with a force of a thousand kilograms.
Facing it means certain death for an ordinary person.
But this is still a school.
Shen Tu wouldn't dare to kill Lin Fan with one punch.
He aims at Lin Fan's elbow.
Wants to break Lin Fan's hand.
Make Lin Fan a permanent cripple.
Shen Tu reveals a ruthless and malicious look.
"Boom!"
Shen Tu, at level 10 full spiritual power, throws a powerful punch, creating a loud explosion.
His face becomes distorted in the release of spiritual power.
At the moment of the punch, Lin Fan's internal spiritual power surges to level 20 full instantly.
He unexpectedly extends his palm, reaching out to grab Shen Tu's incoming punch.
"Seeking death!"
Seeing this, Shen Tu smirks with a cruel expression.
His punch, capable of shattering concrete, and Lin Fan, this waste, dares to confront it head-on.
Simply overestimating his abilities, afraid his arm won't be thoroughly broken?
But in the next instant.
The cold smirk on Shen Tu's face freezes, replaced by a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Ah."
A scream escapes Shen Tu's mouth.
He intended to break Lin Fan's hand and arm.
But when the punch lands, Shen Tu feels as if he hit steel.
The sound of bones breaking resonates from his fingers.
Even his entire arm twists in a strange manner.
A miserable howl emanates from Shen Tu's mouth.
In that moment, everyone is stunned.
Shouldn't a genius like Shen Tu break the waste Lin Fan's arm?
How did this sudden situation occur?
Shen Tu's followers are also dumbfounded.
"Shen Tu, are you okay?"
"Leader, are you alright?"
They rush towards Shen Tu, expressing concern.
"You waste..."
"Lin Fan, how can you be so strong?"
Shen Tu's henchmen, initially planning to call Lin Fan a waste, dare not utter the word.
Their faces show disbelief and fear.
"Lin Fan, did you... awaken your martial soul?"
Someone asks in shock.
Lin Fan ignores these guys, heading towards the school dormitory.
"Lin Fan, you wait for me."
"My brother is a level 28 grand soul master."
"If you broke my hand, I'll make him break all your limbs."
Shen Tu threatens, annoyed and in pain.
As a genius, losing to Lin Fan, who struggled with the high school entrance exam for three years, fills Shen Tu's heart with unwillingness.
But Lin Fan doesn't care about Shen Tu's threats.
When he used spiritual power to break Shen Tu's hand bones just now, Lin Fan felt a hint of joy.
Now, he just wants to see his martial soul and understand this peculiar system.
(End of this chapter)