110: Chapter 110 Didn't you eat? Put in some effort, Teacher Zhao!

"BOOM—!!!"

A loud noise, like a sudden thunderclap on flat ground.

Professor Zhao Wuji's sandbag-sized fist slammed solidly into Lin Fan's face.

A terrifying shockwave exploded outward from the two as the center, ripping up a layer of turf from the sports field, while dirt and gravel rained down from the sky.

The watching students covered their eyes in fright, and many girls let out screams.

It's over.

This is completely over.

A Level 6 Martial Saint, S-Rank Talent [Titan Strength], a strike delivered in anger.

Never mind a freshman, even an armored vehicle would have been smashed into a metal pancake by now.

That top scorer named Lin Fan, his head must have been blown apart, right?

Instructor Lei Zhan, Instructor Liu Ruyan, and Martial Saint Han Qingshan furrowed their brows, staring intently at the center of the dust cloud.

Although they knew Lin Fan's Defense was monstrous, Professor Zhao Wuji's fiery temper had flared up, and he truly hadn't held back.

The dust gradually cleared.

The entire scene was deathly silent.

Everyone craned their necks, wanting to see the miserable state of that ignorant, arrogant kid.

However.

The next second.

Everyone's jaws hit the ground.

They saw that where the dust had cleared, Lin Fan was still standing in the same spot.

Never mind having his head blown apart, he hadn't even moved his heels an inch!

Professor Zhao Wuji maintained his punching posture, his fist, which was larger than Lin Fan's head, resting right against the tip of Lin Fan's nose.

And Lin Fan.

He was unscathed!

Not only was he unscathed, but there was even a hint of... disdain on this guy's face?

"Is that all?"

Lin Fan opened his eyes, looked at Professor Zhao Wuji, who was inches away, and sighed with extreme disappointment.

"Professor Zhao, haven't you eaten?"

"Or could it be... you spent too much energy with your wife last night, and your legs are weak?"

"With this little strength, it's not even enough to scratch an itch."

Professor Zhao Wuji: "???"

He looked at his trembling fist, his entire being plunged into immense self-doubt.

That punch just now, he had used his full power!

Enough full power to shatter a small mountain!

Yet hitting this kid's face felt like hitting a piece of diamond that had remained unmelted for ten thousand years.

Not only did he fail to injure the other party, but it even made his hand bones ache from the impact!

Is this even the skin of a carbon-based lifeform?

[Subjected to a full-force heavy strike from a Level 6 Martial Saint! Physical damage reduction 30%! Defense experience points +1500!]

[Shock Resistance +100!]

[Detected that [ascetics shackles] are being compressed by force, spikes penetrating deep into muscle!]

[Sustained stinging pain! Pain Conversion activated! All attributes surged by 20%!]

[Defense Level experience points +500!]

Lin Fan was so thrilled he almost cried out.

That spiked inner armor was simply a divine artifact!

When Professor Zhao Wuji punched him, although it didn't break his Defense, the immense impact force directly drove the spikes on the inner armor deep into his flesh.

That intense, thrilling pain, combined with the system's experience notification sounds. It was simply a double enjoyment!

"Ah..." Lin Fan couldn't help but moan, twisting his neck with an intoxicated expression.

"Professor Zhao, don't stop."

"That last hit, although soft, at least felt like something."

"Again!"

"Aim for the chest this time, don't hit my face, after all, I still need my face to make a living."

Professor Zhao Wuji looked at Lin Fan's punchable expression, and his blood pressure instantly soared to 380.

Humiliation!

This was naked humiliation!

He, a dignified Level 6 Martial Saint, a gold-medal instructor at Magic City Ability University, was actually being Taunted by a newly enrolled freshman for having little strength?

"You little brat!!"

"I'm going to beat the crap out of you today!!"

Professor Zhao Wuji was completely enraged.

He let out a roar, his muscles expanding once again, his original two-meter height forcing itself up to two and a half meters, his entire person looking like a small purple giant.

"Titan · Mountain Crushing Fist!!"

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Professor Zhao Wuji's fists rained down, each punch carrying a terrifying whistling sound as it smashed crazily onto Lin Fan's body.

BAM BAM BAM BAM!

The dull sounds of impact resonated throughout the entire sports field.

Lin Fan was like a punching bag, letting Professor Zhao Wuji bombard him, and although his body was shaken constantly by the blows, he remained standing firm.

Even.

He was still smiling.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's the right amount of force!"

"Ouch, hit the left side again, it's a bit itchy there!"

"Feels good! It feels so damn good!"

"Professor Zhao, are you a professional technician? Your technique is not bad!"

The watching teachers and students were already stunned.

Watching that pervert who was enjoying himself amidst the storm-like attacks, they felt their worldview completely shattered.

Is this guy even human?

This was a berserk attack from a Level 6 Martial Saint!

Not only was this kid fine, he was there... enjoying a massage?

Many girls, hearing Lin Fan's soul-stirring cries, blushed to the roots of their necks, secretly cursing him as a pervert.

"I can't do this anymore..."

After fighting for a full three minutes, Professor Zhao Wuji stopped, panting heavily.

He looked at his swollen fists; even the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers had been split, with blood flowing freely.

In contrast, Lin Fan.

Apart from his clothes being a bit torn and his hair a bit messy, there wasn't even a bruise on him!

This is a monster!

"Why did you stop?"

Lin Fan looked at Professor Zhao Wuji, still wanting more.

"Professor Zhao, a man shouldn't say he can't."

"It's only been three minutes, and you're already done for?"

"So short."

Pfft—!!

Professor Zhao Wuji almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He clutched his chest, pointing at Lin Fan, his fingers trembling, unable to speak for a long time.

That's killing the person and punishing their heart! This kid's mouth is even more poisonous than his Defense!

Seeing that Professor Zhao Wuji really couldn't fight anymore, Lin Fan could only turn his gaze toward the three big shots watching the show on the side.

He grinned, revealing two rows of big white teeth.

"Three teachers."

"Sharing the joy is better than enjoying it alone."

"Professor Zhao can't provide the service alone, how about..."

"You all come together?"

The whole scene was dead silent.

Even the sound of the evening breeze blowing through the leaves became exceptionally clear.

Come together?

Is this kid crazy?

Let four Level 6 Martial Saints gang up on him?

Instructor Lei Zhan's mouth twitched, and the lightning blade in his hand was trembling slightly.

He had been an instructor for so many years; he had seen arrogant people, but never one so bent on suicide.

"Lin Fan, are you sure?"

Martial Saint Han Qingshan pushed up his glasses, a sharp gleam flashing behind the lenses.

"If the four of us join forces, it's not as simple as one plus one equals two."

"That's firepower capable of instantly killing a Level 7 low-tier demonic beast."

"If we beat you to death, we won't be able to answer to Principal Rakshasa."

Lin Fan stabbed that heavy sword, which was as big as a door panel, into the ground.

"Vice Principal Han, you're underestimating me."

"My life is tough."

"Besides, with Wanqiu, that healer with ample healing output around, as long as I have a breath left, I can be saved."

"Stop dawdling, hurry up!"

"I'm in a rush to level up... oh no, I'm in a rush to go back to sleep."

Lin Fan patted the spiked armor on his chest that was still seeping blood, his eyes burning with fervor.

"Come on! Don't hold back just because I'm a delicate flower!"

"Ravish me ruthlessly!"

Instructor Liu Ruyan really couldn't listen anymore.

This little bastard, full of lewd words.

She lashed out with the fire-red long whip in her hand, emitting a crisp "CRACK", and a burnt smell instantly filled the air.

"Since you have such a cheap bone."

"Then big sister will fulfill your wish!"

"Sisters... oh no, brothers, do it!"

Instructor Liu Ruyan shouted, and her S-Rank Talent [Flame Queen] was activated.