134: Chapter 134 Thunder and Lightning King? That's it? Give me a good back scrub!

As soon as the words left his mouth, boom, boom, boom! Countless attacks rained down upon Lin Fan.

The light that erupted in that instant was more blinding than a nuclear explosion. Dust billowed, and debris flew everywhere.

"Hahahaha! Die! Just die!" Long Xiaotian's eyes were bloodshot as he swung his great saber, slashing crazily.

He felt that this wave was a sure thing. Even a Level 6 Martial Saint, facing attacks of this density, would be blasted into slag.

However, from the center of the dust came the very voice that haunted his nightmares.

"Is that it?"

"Is that all you've got?"

"Are you guys scratching an itch for me?"

"Hey, you! The one throwing fireballs, didn't you eat? Make the fire bigger! Can't you at least burn my clothes?"

"And you, the one playing with a sword, where are you stabbing? Is my kidney something you can just touch?"

The dust dissipated, and Lin Fan was still standing tall.

Although his "Green Light Guardian" battle suit was tattered, that funny smiling face on it remained intact.

He looked like a piece of refined steel forged in a blazing fire.

[Ding! Received mixed attack! Defense + 88!]

[Ding! Received fire-attribute damage! Defense + 50! Fire Resistance + 20!]

[Ding! Received venom spray! Defense + 30! Poison Immunity experience + 50!]

[Ding! Triggered mass rebound damage!]

The system notifications were going crazy.

Lin Fan felt so good his scalp was tingling.

This kind of all-around massage was a hundred times more comfortable than any luxury spa treatment.

Meanwhile, the people and beasts besieging him were suffering.

Countless invisible rebound forces bounced back.

The dozens of Bloodthirsty Magic Apes charging at the front had their arms shattered, and they flew backward while wailing.

The students from Beijing Martial Arts University had it even worse.

Some suffered broken wrists, some vomited blood, and others were knocked unconscious directly.

Long Xiaotian's hand holding the saber split open between the thumb and forefinger, blood streaming down.

He stared at the unscathed Lin Fan in disbelief, his head buzzing.

"This... this is impossible..."

"Are you a monster?!"

Lin Fan twisted his neck, producing a series of cracking sounds.

He turned around and glanced at Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan, who were hiding behind him, completely unharmed.

Just a moment ago, because of the crowding, Xia Wanqiu's soft body had been pressed tightly against his back, and the sensation had left Lin Fan craving more.

"Tsk, so soft."

Lin Fan muttered to himself, then turned his head back to glare at Long Xiaotian with a vicious expression.

"A monster?"

"No, no, no."

"Please, call me..."

"Your Daddy!"

"Daddy?"

"Daddy your ass!"

Long Xiaotian completely lost his composure.

As the pride of Beijing Martial Arts University and a Level 5 Peak Martial King, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

And to be insulted in front of so many people by a pervert in green tights!

Combined with the dual mental pollution from [Taunt Aura] and [Soul Shock], Long Xiaotian's sanity had completely bottomed out.

He now had only one thought in his mind: kill this bastard at any cost!

"Everyone, back off!" Long Xiaotian let out a beast-like roar.

He violently ripped off his shirt, revealing a physique with terrifying, granite-like muscles.

Crackle! Blue-purple lightning danced wildly across his body, ionizing the surrounding air and emitting a burnt smell.

Dark clouds began to gather in the sky, with faint thunder dragons rolling within them. At this moment, Long Xiaotian's aura climbed to its peak.

"S-Rank Talent — Wild Thunder Prison!"

"Activate!"

Boom! A massive pillar of lightning descended from the sky, pouring directly onto Long Xiaotian.

He seemed to transform into a god of thunder, his eyes shooting out blinding electric light.

"Lin Fan!"

"I activated this move by burning half of my blood essence!"

"Its power is comparable to a strike from a Level 6 intermediate Martial Saint!"

"Let's see how you block this!"

"Die!"

Long Xiaotian raised the heavy mysterious iron saber, now completely enveloped in electricity, with both hands and slashed down fiercely at Lin Fan.

"Thunder God's World-Ending Slash!"

This strike carried world-destroying power. The ground instantly cracked, and countless stones were vaporized by the high temperature of the lightning.

The surrounding monsters were so terrified that they prostrated themselves on the ground, shivering.

Xia Wanqiu and Murong Yan were also forced to retreat repeatedly by this terrifying pressure, their faces pale.

"Brother Fan! Dodge!"

"You can't take this attack head-on!" Murong Yan shouted anxiously.

An attack of this intensity—even her sister, Rakshasa, wouldn't dare to withstand it with her physical body!

However, Lin Fan acted as if he hadn't heard.

He stood where he was, watching the terrifying lightning descending from the sky, and instead of dodging, he actually took two steps forward.

He even annoyedly took the loudspeaker off his neck and tossed it to Xia Wanqiu behind him.

"Class monitor, hold this for me. Don't let it get fried; this thing is quite expensive."

Then, he raised his middle finger at Long Xiaotian.

"Come on!"

"Strike here!"

"If you miss, you're my grandson!"

Boom!!! The massive lightning saber aura instantly swallowed Lin Fan's figure. The blinding blue light caused everyone to lose their vision.

It was as if an electromagnetic pulse bomb had been dropped on the entire stone forest, causing the earth to tremble violently.

"Hahahaha!"

"He's dead! This is what you call being reduced to ashes!" Long Xiaotian panted, his face twisted in wild laughter.

He didn't believe Lin Fan could still be alive. This strike was his peak attack!

However, just as the lightning began to fade, a lazy voice drifted out from the smoking crater.

"Um..."

"I say, Senior Long."

"Have you been having some kidney deficiency lately?"

The entire scene fell into dead silence.

Long Xiaotian's laughter cut off abruptly, like a duck being strangled by the neck.

The dust cleared, and Lin Fan was still standing there.

His "Green Light Guardian" battle suit had been blasted into rags by the lightning, revealing large patches of his bronzed skin.

Small arcs of electricity danced across his toned, muscular body.

But he himself, other than his hair being fried into an afro and his face being a bit blackened, actually... hadn't even broken a layer of skin!

He even stretched lazily with an expression of enjoyment, his body emitting a series of cracking sounds.

[Ding! Received fatal lightning strike! Defense + 2000!]

[Ding! Lightning Resistance upgraded to LV3! Gained passive: Thunder Body Tempering!]

[Ding! Detected that the host is enjoying "electrotherapy", muscle activity significantly improved!]

Lin Fan shook the dust off his body and looked at the stunned, statue-like Long Xiaotian with a look of disdain.

"Is that it?"

"I thought you were the Lightning Dharma King, but it turns out you're just a static electricity massager?"

"The intensity is too weak!"

"It's not even as strong as the leaky electrical socket in my house!"

"Scrub my back harder! Didn't you eat?"

Pfft! Long Xiaotian spat out a mouthful of blood. He was furious, and also shaken by the rebound damage.

That previous strike's 300% rebound damage from [Thorn Armor LV3] had been partially offset by his lightning shield, but the remaining true damage had still caused his internal organs to shift.

Combined with Lin Fan's soul-crushing Taunts, Long Xiaotian felt as if his Dao heart was about to shatter.

"You... you..." He pointed at Lin Fan, his finger trembling uncontrollably, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Lin Fan patted his fried hair, and his eyes suddenly turned sharp.

"Since you've run out of steam."

"Then it's my turn now, right?"

A devilish smile curled at the corners of Lin Fan's mouth. He took a deep breath, slammed his hands together, and raised them high above his head. That familiar starting pose!

Seeing this movement, Long Xiaotian's body instinctively shuddered, and he subconsciously wanted to turn and flee. But it was already too late.

Lin Fan sank his qi into his dantian and let out a deafening roar at the collapsed Long Xiaotian.

"Grandson!!!"

This was more than just a roar. It was a rule-based attack amplified by the [Taunt God Mask] and [Taunt Aura LV4]!

Hum! Long Xiaotian felt an irresistible force seize control of his body. His legs, which had been trying to run, suddenly turned back uncontrollably.

The heavy mysterious iron saber in his hand, which had already been lowered, was raised again uncontrollably. Then, like a marionette, he lunged toward Lin Fan in an extremely ridiculous posture.

"No! Stop!"

"My body isn't listening to me!" Long Xiaotian screamed in terror.

But he could only watch helplessly as his saber was once again delivered, oh so obediently, into the palm of Lin Fan's hand.

Clack! With a crisp sound, Lin Fan firmly clamped the blade.

"Kneel!" Lin Fan bellowed.

Thump! Under the dual effects of the Weakness buff and psychological trauma, this arrogant number one genius of Beijing Martial Arts University knelt down on both knees once again, right in front of Lin Fan.

And this time, he knelt even more thoroughly, his head almost touching Lin Fan's crotch.

Lin Fan looked down at Long Xiaotian and reached out to pat his smooth, large head.

"Good grandson."

"That was just a back scrub."

"This right here, is called kowtowing to admit your mistake."

"Understand?"

The surrounding students from Beijing Martial Arts University were all dumbfounded.

Their idol, their leader, the invincible Long Xiaotian, was now being rubbed into the ground like a dead dog.

Lin Fan raised his head and scanned the crowd. The students who had originally wanted to rush forward all retreated several steps in fear the moment they met Lin Fan's gaze.

Lin Fan grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"What are you all standing around for?"

"You had so much fun hitting me just now."

"Now it's time to settle the bill, right?"

"Hey, you lot! Hand over all the spirit stones, inner cores, and equipment on your bodies!"

"This is called... compensation for emotional distress!"

"Otherwise..."

Lin Fan applied a little force, and the S-Rank heavy mysterious iron saber emitted a teeth-grinding creak.

"Snap!" The incredibly hard heavy mysterious iron saber was actually snapped in half by his bare hands!

"That's what happens!"

The entire scene fell into dead silence. Then, there was a sound of people scrambling to take out their belongings. Facing this freak who couldn't even be killed by lightning, they were truly terrified!