127: Chapter 127 Armor-Piercing Blade? Perfect for my major!

Lin Fan hung up the phone. He put his hands on his hips and laughed up at the sky. His laughter was extremely wild.

Xia Wanqiu shrank her neck. Murong Yan rolled her eyes. "What kind of madness are you acting out again?" "Did you get hit until you went stupid just now?"

Lin Fan rubbed his hands together. The corners of his mouth curled up wildly. "Work is here!" "Beijing Martial Arts University has come to smash our place!" "They specifically named me to challenge!" "I heard it's an S-Rank Talent!" "It's called [Armor-Piercing Blade]!" "It's specially designed to counter Defense!"

Murong Yan was stunned. Xia Wanqiu covered her small mouth. "Armor-Piercing Blade?" "That is an extremely rare, top-tier combat talent!" "It ignores a percentage of the target's Defense!" "Brother Fan!" "You must not be impulsive!" "This is practically your natural enemy!"

Xia Wanqiu stamped her feet in anxiety. The two heavy, fair mounds on her chest shook violently, threatening to burst out. Lin Fan swallowed his saliva. His eyes uncontrollably looked into that deep cleavage. Big and white. So soft. No. So white.

"Natural enemy?" Lin Fan wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth. "What natural enemy!" "This is clearly my custom-made masseur!" "I've been worried these past few days that no one could break my Defense!" "That trash Instructor Lei couldn't even scratch my skin!" "Now it's great!" "A bath scrubber delivered to my door!" "Let's go quickly!" "If we go too late, they might run away!"

Lin Fan didn't want to wait a single second. He walked between Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan. He opened his arms wide. His left hand grabbed Xia Wanqiu's soft waist, which could be encircled by a single grip. His right hand directly grabbed Murong Yan's firm, powerful long legs. With a sudden burst of strength, he hoisted both beauties onto his shoulders.

"Damn it!" "Lin Fan, you dead pervert!" "Where are you touching!" Murong Yan's slender, straight legs kicked wildly in the air. Her cheeks instantly turned crimson. Lin Fan's hand was pressed firmly against her perky curves. The feel was excellent.

"Don't move around!" "We're in a rush!" "If you move again, I'll squeeze!" Lin Fan threatened viciously. He casually squeezed. Murong Yan's delicate body trembled. She went limp all over. Gritting her teeth, she felt helpless.

On the other side, Xia Wanqiu was already too shy to look, burying her face into Lin Fan's broad back. She didn't dare to make a sound. She could only let Lin Fan's scalding hot hand press against her waist. A tingling, numbing sensation spread throughout her body.

"Hold on tight!" "Takeoff!" Boom! Lin Fan pushed off the ground with his legs. The ground exploded into a large crater. He turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the direction of Modu Martial Arts University.

Running wildly all the way. Bumpy. Violently bumpy. Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan were shaken until they were dizzy. Lin Fan, however, was having the time of his life. On the left was soft jade and warm fragrance. On the right was hot and passionate. This is the peak of life!

Half an hour later. At the main gate of Magic City Ability University. The atmosphere dropped to freezing point. Thousands of students were crowded around. They were all freshmen and seniors of Modu Martial Arts University. Everyone clenched their fists, their faces full of frustration.

In the center of the main gate. A dozen or so people wearing Beijing Martial Arts University uniforms stood with their heads held high. The leader was a young man in a white suit. He had his hair slicked back and one hand in his pocket. His chin was almost pointing to the sky.

Under his feet, he was stepping on a bruised and battered Modu Martial Arts University student. It was Lei Hu, who had provoked Lin Fan before. Lei Hu was lying on the ground, covered in blood. There was a knife wound on his chest deep enough to see bone, still bubbling with blood.

"Is this the strength of you Modu Martial Arts University freshmen?" The young man in the white suit sneered. He pressed his foot down hard on Lei Hu's face. "Too weak." "Weak enough that I can't muster any interest." "Isn't there a national top scorer in this year's batch?" "What's his name, Lin Fan?" "Tell him to get out here!" "I, Young Master Xiao Chen, am here today to teach him how to be a human!" "What kind of skill is hiding in a turtle shell?"

The students of Modu Martial Arts University cursed loudly. "Xiao Chen, don't be arrogant!" "When Brother Fan comes back, you'll be crying!" "If you have the guts, let go of Lei Hu!"

Xiao Chen curled his lip, his face full of disdain. He raised his right hand abruptly. A translucent energy blade condensed in his hand, emitting a hair-raisingly sharp aura. S-Rank Talent. [Armor-Piercing Blade]!

"Since that coward Lin Fan doesn't dare to come out." "Then I will cripple this trash first!" A flash of cruelty crossed Xiao Chen's eyes. He swung his blade down, aiming straight for Lei Hu's neck. Lei Hu closed his eyes in despair. It's over.

"Leave it to me!" A sky-shattering, voice-cracking roar exploded from afar. Immediately after, a figure arrived with a howling gust of wind. Boom! A heavy human-shaped object slammed hard between Xiao Chen and Lei Hu. The marble floor instantly cracked. Gravel flew everywhere.

The dust settled. Lin Fan put down the disheveled Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan from his shoulders. He tidied his messy hair. He turned his head to look at Xiao Chen, who was frozen in place holding his blade. His eyes lit up. He was almost drooling.

"You are that bath scrubber who can pierce armor?" The whole scene was dead silent. Everyone was stunned. Bath scrubber? The dignified freshman king of Beijing Martial Arts University. A top-tier genius with an S-Rank Talent. Being called a bath scrubber?

Xiao Chen's face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver. The Armor-Piercing Blade in his hand was trembling. "You're courting death!" Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, staring fixedly at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan ignored him completely. He turned and crouched down to check on Lei Hu on the ground. He reached out and poked the bloody wound on Lei Hu's chest. "Ouch." "This cut is pretty deep." "Lei Hu, are you okay?" "You can't even beat a bath scrubber?"

Lei Hu grimaced in pain. Tears were streaming out. "Brother Fan!" "You're finally here!" "This grandson's blade is too evil!" "My Lightning Shield didn't even last a second before it was cut open!" "Be careful!"

Lin Fan was not afraid, but instead became even more excited. He stood up abruptly. He patted the dust off his body. He walked up to Xiao Chen in big strides. The distance between them was less than half a meter. Lin Fan stretched his neck, pointing to his own throat. "Come." "Cut here." "If you can't kill me today." "You are my grandson."

Arrogant. Extremely arrogant. The students of Modu Martial Arts University were fired up. "Brother Fan is mighty!" "Kill these pretenders from Beijing!" The people on the Beijing Martial Arts University side were furious. "Young Master Xiao!" "Hack this country bumpkin who doesn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth to death!"

Xiao Chen laughed out of extreme anger. "Good!" "I'll grant your wish!" "Let's see if your turtle shell is harder, or my Armor-Piercing Blade is sharper!" Before the words fell, the spiritual power on Xiao Chen's body erupted without reservation. Level 4 early-stage Grandmaster!

The whole audience gasped. A freshman had actually reached the Grandmaster realm! That translucent Armor-Piercing Blade instantly surged to two meters long. With a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, it slashed fiercely towards Lin Fan's head. This slash could instantly split even a heavy armored vehicle in two.

Lin Fan not only didn't dodge, he even closed his eyes. He silently activated the [Mask of the God of Taunt]. Hum! An invisible wave spread out. Xiao Chen only felt that the Lin Fan in front of him suddenly became incomparably detestable. That face. That expression. Even that nose hair fluttering in the wind. All of it was crazily stimulating his nerves. Kill him! Must kill him!

[Taunt activated! Enemy Attack Power +50%! IQ -50%!] Xiao Chen completely lost his reason. He flipped his wrist. His power increased again. Clang—!!! A loud noise like a giant bell ringing shook the surrounding people, causing them to cover their ears. The Armor-Piercing Blade landed solidly on Lin Fan's forehead. Sparks flew everywhere. Air waves rolled.

Xiao Chen felt his hands go numb. The web between his thumb and index finger split open. Blood flowed down the handle of the blade. Looking at Lin Fan again. His head not only didn't fall off, but not even a single hair was broken. There was just a shallow white mark on his forehead. Not even the skin was broken!

[Ding! Received S-Rank Armor-Piercing attack!] [Calculating... Enemy ignores 50% of host's Defense!] [Actual damage received: Grandmaster-level full-force strike!] [Defense Level EXP +3000!] [Mental Resistance EXP +500!]

Awesome! It's so freaking awesome! Lin Fan's hair stood on end all over his body. That long-lost stinging sensation had finally returned! Ever since reaching level 30. Even Level 6 Martial Saints like Instructor Lei Zhan felt like they were tickling him when they hit him. Now this Armor-Piercing Blade directly ignored half of his Defense. It had just reached the critical point where he could feel "pain and happiness"! This is the perfect bath scrubbing intensity!

"Comfortable!" Lin Fan let out an extremely seductive groan. He lifted his face, full of intoxication. "Master!" "Good technique!" "This force is amazing!" "Just this spot on the left hasn't been scrubbed yet." "Trouble you for another slash!"

Xiao Chen completely collapsed. He looked at his S-Rank Talent that he was so proud of. The Level 4 Grandmaster cultivation he was so proud of. He couldn't even break the opponent's Defense? This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

"Ahhhhh!" Xiao Chen went crazy. The Armor-Piercing Blade in his hand turned into a blur. He slashed and hacked crazily at Lin Fan. Chest! Neck! Thighs! He didn't even let the crotch off. Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang! The dense sound of iron beating echoed throughout the entire school gate.

Lin Fan just stood there. Arms crossed over his chest. He kept adjusting his posture with the slashing of the blade. "Yes, yes, yes!" "That's it!" "Use some force!" "Did you not eat?" "Your service attitude is not good!" "I want to file a complaint against you!"

The students of Modu Martial Arts University were stunned. The people from Beijing Martial Arts University were also stunned. Is this fighting or getting a massage?

It was hacked for a full three minutes. Xiao Chen was tired like a dead dog, sprawled on the ground. He was panting heavily. His whole body was soaked with sweat. His hands were swollen like two steamed buns. He looked up in despair. Looking at the pervert in front of him who was still glowing, without even a tear in his clothes. His Dao heart was completely shattered.

Lin Fan twisted his neck. His bones made a crisp popping sound. He looked down at Xiao Chen from above. His face full of dissatisfaction. "Is that it?" "I just finished warming up." "Your endurance is not good, young man." "Are you kidney deficient?"