123: Chapter 123 Old Wang Next Door

The nauseating stench of blood in the air seemed to freeze because of Lin Fan's words.

Wang Gang's vertical pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needle tips.

His breathing became rapid and heavy.

"You... what did you say?"

Wang Gang's voice trembled.

It wasn't fear, but extreme shame and resentment after having his most secret scar exposed.

Lin Fan maintained his posture, holding up his phone to record.

The lens was steadily aimed at Wang Gang's distorted and deformed face.

"I said, Supervisor Wang."

"Why are you so excited?"

"I'm just purely curious."

"After all, that kid Wang Teng doesn't look like that brute Wang Tianba at all."

"On the contrary, he looks quite like you..."

Lin Fan zoomed in with the phone camera.

He gave Wang Gang a close-up.

"Especially those inverted triangular eyes."

"They're practically carved from the same mold."

"So, when Wang Tianba was happily becoming a father back then, were you laughing joyfully next door?"

"Enough!"

A shrill roar interrupted Lin Fan's words.

Wang Gang had completely lost it.

The last remaining shred of his sanity was incinerated at this moment.

"What do you know!"

"What does a damned ant like you know!"

Boom!

The ground beneath Wang Gang's feet exploded with a bang.

His figure instantly vanished from the spot.

Leaving behind only a black afterimage and a piercing sonic boom.

The next second.

A sharp claw swirled with black baleful energy appeared out of thin air above Lin Fan's head.

It swiped down fiercely with a terrifying power that seemed to tear through space.

"He was the one who stole everything from me!"

"The position of Family Head was mine!"

"A-Lan was also mine!"

Wang Gang's roar exploded in Lin Fan's ears.

Accompanied by that sharp claw capable of crushing alloys.

Lin Fan didn't dodge.

That mocking smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.

The blood and qi within his body surged like a rushing river.

A golden light instantly covered his entire body.

[S-Rank Talent: Indestructible Golden Body, Activated.]

Clang!

A loud sound, like a giant bell being struck, resonated throughout the banquet hall.

Sparks flew in all directions.

That claw, capable of splitting mountains and cracking stones, struck Lin Fan's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, it produced the sound of metal colliding.

Lin Fan didn't budge an inch; even the floor tiles beneath his feet didn't show a single crack.

On the contrary, it was Wang Gang.

He was shaken by the counter-force until his hand felt numb, and his sharp nails scraped against the golden skin.

Only a shallow white mark was left behind.

"Is that it?"

Lin Fan turned his head.

Looking at the close-at-hand Wang Gang, his eyes were filled with contempt.

"For such trivial matters, you decided to become a traitor to humanity?"

"Is this the reason you joined the Beast God Cult?"

"That's so pathetic."

Lin Fan's words were like sharp knives, accurately stabbing into Wang Gang's heart.

Wang Gang's eyes were blood-red as he frantically swung his claws.

He unleashed over a hundred attacks within a single second.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The dense sounds of impact were like rain hitting banana leaves.

Lin Fan was like a golden divine statue; let the wind blow and the rain fall, he remained unmoved.

"What do you understand!"

"To let Teng'er sit firmly in that position!"

"To give him the best resources!"

"I had to possess power!"

"Only the Beast God Cult could give me power!"

"I was willing to remain anonymous!"

"Willing to become this half-human, half-ghost freak!"

"Just to protect him from the shadows!"

Wang Gang attacked frantically while roaring hysterically.

Those secrets accumulated over twenty years poured out at this moment like a flood breaking through a dam.

"So that's how it is."

Lin Fan used his Indestructible Golden Body to tank the attacks while quickly analyzing the situation in his mind.

No wonder the Wang Family was so indulgent toward Wang Teng back in the City.

No wonder a waste with a B-Rank Talent like Wang Teng could possess so many resources.

It turns out there was such a 'good uncle' behind him.

No.

A 'good dad'.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Lin Fan shook his head.

His face was full of sympathy.

"What a touching father-son bond."

"A pity though."

"All your painstaking efforts seem to have been thrown to the dogs."

Lin Fan suddenly reached out and grabbed Wang Gang's swinging wrist.

His palm was like an iron clamp, firmly locking onto Wang Gang's pulse point.

Wang Gang's movements came to a screeching halt.

He discovered with horror that the strength he took so much pride in was completely insignificant before this youth.

Lin Fan leaned in close to Wang Gang's face.

Lowering his voice, he spoke in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

"Do you know?"

"Back during the Jianghai High School Competition..."

"...who gave Wang Teng that Blood Burst Pill?"

Wang Gang's pupils shrank violently.

That was a forbidden medicine of the Wang family; only the Family Head had the authority to use it.

"It seems you've figured it out."

The smile on the corner of Lin Fan's mouth grew even wider.

"Wang Tianba gave it to him personally."

"Claiming it could increase his strength."

"In reality..."

"...that stuff overdraws one's life potential upon consumption."

"Even if he hadn't encountered me..."

"...Wang Teng wouldn't have lived more than three days after that match."

"Tell me."

"Do you think Wang Tianba already knew Wang Teng wasn't his own flesh and blood?"

"He was using my hands..."

"...to kill off your precious bastard son."

"Or perhaps..."

"...he actually wanted to kill both of you, father and son, long ago?"

Boom!

These words were like a bolt from the blue, striking Wang Gang's head hard.

His mind went blank, and his body began to tremble violently.

"Impossible..."

"This is impossible!"

"Big brother... how could he..."

Wang Gang muttered to himself.

His eyes were filled with confusion and fear.

But he knew in his heart that what Lin Fan said was true.

With Wang Tianba's personality, if he really discovered the truth, he would absolutely be capable of doing such a thing.

So...

...his twenty years of endurance, twenty years of sacrifice, even selling his soul to an alien race...

...in the end, he was just a clown in someone else's eyes?

"Aaaaaah!"

"I don't believe it!"

"You're lying to me!"

"You're trying to mess with my mind!"

Wang Gang suddenly looked up, the corners of his eyes splitting as two lines of bloody tears flowed down.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"As long as I kill you!"

"Then all of this will be fake!"

The blood and qi in Wang Gang's body began to flow in reverse, and a black flame erupted from every pore of his body.

"Beast God Secret Technique: Demonic Ape Transformation!"

Accompanied by a non-human hiss and roar, Wang Gang's body began to undergo a terrifying mutation.

Crackling and popping, his bones grew frantically.

His original height of about 1.7 meters instantly shot up to three meters. His clothes completely exploded, revealing the rock-like bulging black muscles beneath.

The layers of black scales became even thicker, shimmering with a metallic luster.

His head also completely transformed into that of an ape.

Two fangs protruded from his lips.

Emitting a suffocating bloody aura.

Peak Grandmaster!

No.

This aura...

...had even faintly touched the threshold of a Martial King!

This was power gained by burning essence blood, a final strike launched by overdrawing his life.

The surrounding air crackled and boomed because it couldn't withstand this terrifying pressure.

The students slumped on the ground...

...now felt as if a giant rock were pressing against their chests.

Even breathing became extremely difficult.

They looked in horror at the demon-god-like monster.

Their hearts were filled with despair.

Too strong.

"Die!"

Wang Gang, transformed into a demonic ape, raised a fist larger than a millstone high into the air.

Black baleful energy condensed on the fist, forming a giant skeletal phantom.

This punch.

Gathered his entire life's cultivation.

Gathered all his hatred and resentment.

With a piercing sonic boom.

It smashed fiercely toward Lin Fan's face.

Even space itself showed distorted ripples under this punch.

Unavoidable.

Unstoppable.

Everyone closed their eyes in despair.

Unable to bear watching the tragic sight of Lin Fan being beaten into a pulp.

However.

Lin Fan, at the center of the storm, remained frighteningly calm. His hair danced wildly behind him in the wind of the punch, but his feet were as if rooted to the ground.

"Want to risk your life?"

A sharp light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.

"A pity."

"Are you even worthy?"

Buzz!

The spiritual sea within Lin Fan's body instantly boiled.

S-Rank Talent [Indestructible Golden Body] fully activated.

S-Rank Talent [Divine Ember Flame] fully activated.

S-Rank Talent [Eye of True Sight] fully activated.

The moment Wang Gang's unstoppable fist came within a meter of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan raised his right hand. There were no fancy movements.

He pushed forward. Within his palm, golden light flourished.

Rumble!

Fist and palm collided.

A deafening explosion erupted within the banquet hall.

A terrifying shockwave swept outward in all directions with the two of them as the center.

The surrounding tables and chairs were instantly turned to dust.

Dust and smoke filled the air.

Everyone held their breath, staring fixedly at the center of the dust.

What was the result? Was Lin Fan dead?

A few seconds later, the dust slowly cleared.

Revealing a scene that everyone would never forget for the rest of their lives.

Lin Fan still stood in his original spot, maintaining his single-handed pushing posture.

The ground beneath his feet was perfectly intact.

And opposite him.

The three-meter-tall, overwhelmingly powerful Demonic Ape Wang Gang.

At this moment, he looked as if he had been struck by a high-speed train.

His entire body had slid back several meters.

His feet had plowed two deep furrows into the ground.

That giant right arm of his was now unnaturally twisted, black blood dripping from his fingertips.

"This..."

Wang Gang stared with his blood-red eyes.

Looking in disbelief at the tiny human before him.

His punch, fueled by burning essence blood...

...had actually been blocked? And in a head-on collision?

How was this possible? Was this kid really in the Martial Master Realm? Was this powerful physical body perhaps even more terrifying than an S-Rank exotic beast?

Lin Fan slowly withdrew his hand.

"Is this the power you gained by selling yourself to beasts?"

Lin Fan looked up.

He glanced at Wang Gang indifferently.

His tone was full of disappointment.

"Too weak."

"It's not even enough to tickle me."

"Your so-called Grandmaster Realm..."

"...is a bit of a joke."

As Lin Fan spoke, he began to walk toward Wang Gang.

With every step.

The aura on his body rose another level, and his original playful demeanor vanished.