143: Chapter 143 The Lin Family's Special Training Class for Getting Beaten Opens! Who can loosen my bones?

In the corridor.

Lin Fan steadied his posture.

He looked at Murong Yan and Xia Wanqiu.

With a face full of unscrupulous merchant smiles.

"Two beauties."

"The Lin Family Beating Training Class officially opens tomorrow."

"Do you want to buy some shares?"

"Guaranteed dividends start at 100,000!"

Early the next morning.

Modu Martial Arts University Central Square.

An extremely eye-catching red banner was hung on both sides of the statue.

[Lin Family Beating Training Class! Specialized in curing all kinds of defiance!]

[Pre-exam stress relief! Unleash your violence! Everything is 10% of the price!]

Lin Fan was wearing that incredibly arrogant fluorescent green combat suit.

The combat suit reflected a greenish glow under the sunlight.

He held a large megaphone in his hand.

He stepped on a loud speaker under his feet.

The speaker was looping tacky DJ dance music.

"Don't miss it while passing by!"

"The strongest meat shield of Modu Martial Arts University is taking orders online!"

"Whether you are in a bad mood!"

"Or heartbroken and cheated on!"

"As long as you pay!"

"I guarantee you'll feel refreshed after beating me up!"

"One punch for one thousand! One kick for five thousand!"

"Combo ultimate moves are just an 88,000 friendship package price!"

The surrounding area was already crowded with people.

Most of them were sophomores and juniors.

There were even a few seniors with extremely strong auras standing on the periphery.

They had all heard about Lin Fan's arrogant deeds in the secret realm yesterday and came specifically to watch the show.

Xia Wanqiu pulled up a small stool and sat on the edge of the ring.

A small table was placed in front of her, with a huge QR code payment sign on it.

Xia Wanqiu changed into a light white tracksuit today.

Her ponytail was tied high, looking pure and cute.

But her eyes flashed with a certain excitement.

Ever since she discovered Lin Fan's constitution of getting more energetic the more he was beaten yesterday, her hidden black-bellied, yandere heart had completely awakened.

Whoever dared to beat Brother Fan half to death, she could take the opportunity to give Brother Fan a deep, full-body contact treatment.

This was a wonderful thing that killed two birds with one stone.

"Everyone, please line up."

"Scan the code first, then take action."

"No credit allowed, oh."

Xia Wanqiu greeted crisply, her payment machine clicking away.

Murong Yan stood on the other side with her arms crossed, acting as security.

She originally didn't want to come and lose face like this, but Lin Fan promised that as long as she came to hold the fort, he would give her an extra two hours of training alone every night.

In order to be able to beat up Lin Fan legitimately, Murong Yan compromised without hesitation.

"Lin Fan!"

"You freshman are too arrogant!"

A roar erupted from the crowd.

A muscular man with a bare upper body and bulging muscles jumped onto the ring.

Every step he took, the alloy floor of the ring made a dull vibration.

Junior Combat Ranking 5th place. "Mad Bear" Zhao Tiezhu.

Level 4 high-stage master.

A-Rank Talent [Golden Giant Bear].

Zhao Tiezhu stared at Lin Fan with fire in his eyes.

"This place is a sacred place for the school to exchange pointers!"

"You actually dare to engage in such tricks of making money by getting beaten here!"

"It simply ruins the school spirit!"

Lin Fan turned off the megaphone.

He squinted at Zhao Tiezhu.

He took a crumpled price list out of his pocket.

"This senior," he said.

"Don't just practice your lip service."

"If you can move your hands, don't bicker."

"Looking at your muscles, you should be quite strong, right?"

"I'll give you an inside price."

"Fifty thousand."

"I'll stand still and let you land ten full-force punches."

"If I take even half a step back or let out a cry of pain,"

"I'll refund you in full, and kowtow to admit my mistake!"

Zhao Tiezhu laughed out of anger.

His violent aura was released instantly.

A huge brown bear phantom appeared behind him.

"Ignorant freshman!"

"Don't think that just because you won against a few people in the secret realm by taking advantage of loopholes, you can ignore the foundation of upperclassmen!"

"I will teach you today for free what it means to respect your seniors!"

After speaking, Zhao Tiezhu stamped his foot violently.

His entire body turned into a cannonball, waving his sandbag-sized fist straight at Lin Fan's face.

Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

A big customer has arrived!

He didn't dodge or evade.

He put his hands in his pants pockets casually.

He even yawned.

Just as the fist was about to hit his nose bridge, Lin Fan's heart moved.

He directly activated [Mask of the God of Taunt].

At the same time, [Thorn Armor LV3] was running at full power.

BOOM!

A deafening loud noise.

The violent air wave spread to the surroundings, blowing the students in the front row upside down.

When the dust cleared, everyone widened their eyes, staring fixedly at the center of the ring.

Lin Fan was still standing in place.

Not even a hair was out of place.

And Zhao Tiezhu's fist was stuck firmly on Lin Fan's nose.

But his face had become extremely distorted.

A sound of bone cracking that made one's teeth ache clearly spread throughout the audience.

Crack! Crack!

Zhao Tiezhu let out a scream.

He flew backward at a speed faster than he came.

He smashed heavily onto the protective shield at the edge of the ring.

He hugged his own completely twisted and deformed right arm, rolling crazily on the ground.

The LV3 Thorn Armor had a 300% damage reflection effect!

Coupled with the additional damage of Soul Shock, Zhao Tiezhu's full-force punch was equivalent to taking a critical hit from three of himself attacking at the same time.

And it also carried mental damage.

A beautiful system prompt sounded in Lin Fan's mind.

[Ding! Received a heavy physical blow!]

[Defense Level experience + 1500!]

[Shock Resistance increased!]

Lin Fan touched his nose leisurely.

He walked to Zhao Tiezhu with a look of disappointment.

Looking down at him, "Senior," he said.

"You're not good enough."

"You don't even qualify to scratch my itch."

"Did you not eat last night?"

"Or did you do something that depleted your body in bed behind people's backs?"

Zhao Tiezhu was angry and in pain.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out directly.

His eyes rolled back, and he fainted completely.

The whole place was dead silent.

Everyone gasped.

They didn't even see how he made a move.

A Level 4 high-stage master was ruined just like that?

Lin Fan turned his head.

He snapped his fingers at Xia Wanqiu.

"Class Monitor," he said.

"Although this senior didn't pay, he contributed valuable teaching material."

"Go and treat him."

"So as not to become disabled and say that our Lin Family Training Class is irresponsible."

Xia Wanqiu stood up obediently.

She walked to Zhao Tiezhu's side.

Green healing light lit up on her hands.

But just as the light touched Zhao Tiezhu's arm, Xia Wanqiu's fingers poked hard at Zhao Tiezhu's broken bone very skillfully.

Zhao Tiezhu, who was in a coma, took a sharp breath of cold air in pain.

His face was pale.

Xia Wanqiu continued to transmit healing energy with a calm face, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

Dare to beat Brother Fan for free? You have to pay the price.

Lin Fan picked up the megaphone again.

He shouted loudly to the crowd below.

"See that!"

"This is the strength of our training class!"

"Absolutely no retaliation!"

"Absolutely let you have a satisfying fight!"

"That was just a warm-up."

"Who else is unconvinced?"

"Seniors in junior and senior years!"

"Don't be cowardly!"

"Take out your private money!"

"Come up and loosen my bones!"

Behind the crowd, a young man carrying a long black sword pushed through the crowd and walked out slowly.

The surrounding students saw him and immediately made way, all showing awe in their eyes.

Senior Combat Ranking 1st place. "Sword Ghost" Level 5 Martial King Li Han.

Level 5 Martial King Li Han jumped onto the ring.

He locked his cold gaze on Lin Fan.

"Your name is Lin Fan, right?"

"Your damage reflection skill does have some tricks. But you are too arrogant."

Level 5 Martial King Li Han flicked a black card casually.

"There is ten million in the card."

"Take my sword."

"Life or death doesn't matter."

The black card drew a beautiful parabola in the air and landed steadily in the money box in front of Xia Wanqiu.

Lin Fan's eyes instantly widened into two gold ingots.

Ten million!

Level 5 Martial King!

This is a fairy customer falling from the sky!

Lin Fan immediately put on an extremely enthusiastic service-industry smile.

He jogged to Level 5 Martial King Li Han, and took a towel out of his pocket, pretending to wipe the non-existent dust on Level 5 Martial King Li Han's shoulder.

"Oh my!"

"So it's Senior Level 5 Martial King Li Han!"

"Rare guest, rare guest!"

"The gold content of a Level 5 Martial King is just right!"

"How do you want to fight?"

"Do you like it direct and rough?"

"Or do you like it with a bit of rhythm?"

"As long as the money is in place."

"You can choose any posture!"

Level 5 Martial King Li Han looked at this wretched junior in front of him.

His fingers holding the sword hilt turned slightly white.

He had practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years.

He had never seen such a person who was not afraid of death.

And the words in this person's mouth sounded improper no matter how he listened.

Level 5 Martial King Li Han was too lazy to talk nonsense.

The momentum on his body erupted suddenly.

The pressure of a Level 5 Martial King was like a materialized storm, instantly sweeping the entire square.

The surrounding sophomore and junior students were forced to retreat by this pressure, and even breathing became difficult.

"Draw your sword."

Level 5 Martial King Li Han spat out three words coldly.

Lin Fan put his hands on his hips.

He shook his head very arrogantly.

"Draw sword?"

"Doesn't exist."

"The rule of our training class is to only take beatings and not fight back."

"Senior, feel free to use your strongest killing move."

"As long as you can break my skin."

"I will refund you twenty million!"

Level 5 Martial King Li Han's eyes turned cold completely.

This is naked humiliation!

He, a dignified senior number one, a Level 5 Martial King, was actually looked down upon by a freshman!

"Since you are looking for death."

"Then I will fulfill you."

Clang!

A crisp sword sound rang through the sky.

The long black sword behind Level 5 Martial King Li Han suddenly unsheathed.

A jet-black lightning flashed in mid-air.

S-Rank Talent.

[Extreme Shadow Dark Thunder Sword]!

Level 5 Martial King Li Han's figure disappeared in place instantly.

The speed was extreme, not even leaving a residual image.

The next second, he had appeared directly above Lin Fan's head.

He held the long sword with both hands, and the sword energy mixed with violent thunder and destructive dark shadows slashed fiercely toward Lin Fan's head.

This sword, Level 5 Martial King Li Han did not hold back.

He wanted to use the most aggressive attitude to shatter this freshman's arrogance!

Murong Yan, who was off the stage, clenched her fists tightly, sweating in her palms.

Even if Lin Fan's Defense is perverted, it is too arrogant to take the full-force explosion of a Level 5 Martial King hard.

Xia Wanqiu stood up directly, her healing ability running at full power, ready to rush up to save people at any time.

The sword energy arrived.

The sharp force shredded the air around Lin Fan.

Lin Fan raised his head, staring at the long sword slashing down, his mouth curling into an extremely evil smile.

Just as the long sword was 0.1 centimeters away from the top of his head, Lin Fan activated his god-level passive skill.

[100% Catching Blades Bare-Handed]!