50: Chapter 50 What?! A reward for me?! That's great! Sister Yan, hurry up and slap me!

"What? A reward?! Great! Sister Liu Yan, hurry up and slap me!"

Inside the large crater, Lin Fan looked at the stunned Instructor Lei Zhan and grinned.

"Instructor, that punch was powerful!"

Lin Fan gave a thumbs up, his eyes filled with fanaticism.

"It just feels like it's missing a little something. How about… one more time? This time, let's aim for the left side to make it symmetrical!"

Upon hearing this, the corners of Instructor Lei Zhan's mouth twitched violently.

He looked at the distinct fist mark on Lin Fan's chest, and the blood constantly trickling from the kid's mouth, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

Was this kid actually stupid, or just pretending?

For that punch just now, he had utilized the energy of a Level 6 Martial Saint.

Even though he had held back, that penetrating force would definitely have shaken the kid's internal organs into a mess.

A normal person would have been lying on the ground groaning by now.

Yet this guy was actually asking for more?

Could it be that his adrenaline was kicking in? Once the adrenaline wore off, he'd probably drop dead on the spot!

"You…" Just as Instructor Lei Zhan was about to ask him something, he saw Lin Fan's face suddenly turn pale.

"Pfft!" A large mouthful of blood sprayed directly from Lin Fan's mouth, painting a tragically beautiful flower of blood on the ground.

Lin Fan swayed, nearly collapsing, but he forced himself to stay upright. Instead, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled.

"It's fine, it's fine, I'm just a little overheated. Maybe I ate too many mulberries."

Instructor Lei Zhan's face turned completely black.

Overheated? Ate too many mulberries??

Does your family cough up a mouthful of blood that large when they're overheated?

This was clearly a sign of severe internal damage! The kid was relying entirely on his freakish willpower to hold on!

If he threw another punch, the entire freshman class would be attending his funeral by tomorrow morning!

Instructor Lei Zhan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his shock and the urge to punch him again.

He couldn't! If he hit him again, the kid would really die!

He realized that this kid was like a contrary mule; the more you hit him, the more excited he became.

Furthermore, there was definitely something wrong with the kid's physiology; his ability to withstand blows was ridiculously high. But no matter how strong he was, there had to be a limit.

"That's enough!" Instructor Lei Zhan snapped, putting his hands behind his back.

"We're done for today."

Lin Fan grew anxious upon hearing this.

"Don't, Instructor! I'm just starting to get a feel for it! Look, I can still stand! Just one more time, just one!"

He took a couple of steps forward as he spoke, his eyes fixed intently on the golden flask at Instructor Lei Zhan's waist.

That punch had been painful, but the gains were immense. His Defense had gone up by 1800! If he could take a few more, he would be able to hit level 25 tonight and unlock a new passive!

Seeing Lin Fan's shifty gaze land on his flask again, Instructor Lei Zhan subconsciously covered his waist, his single eye fixed on Lin Fan.

"Kid," Instructor Lei Zhan's voice became incredibly serious.

"You can mess around, you can ask for a beating, that's all fine."

"But," he pointed to the flask at his waist, "don't touch this. This is my life."

Instructor Lei Zhan wasn't joking at all. Lin Fan paused. Although he was a joker, he knew how to read the room.

Instructor Lei Zhan might look fierce, but he was actually a man with a cold exterior and a warm heart. However, for that brief moment, he had truly felt the intent to kill. It seemed this flask didn't just contain wine; there was a story behind it.

Lin Fan curled his lip and waved a hand.

"Fine, fine. Look at how stingy you are."

"I won't touch it, then. Who told you to be the instructor?"

As he spoke, he went into another fit of violent coughing.

"Cough, cough, cough…" Another few mouthfuls of blood sprayed out, staining the front of his shirt red. His face, which had originally been rosy, was now as white as a sheet of paper.

Yet, he still wore that punchable grin, completely unconcerned about his injuries. Watching this, Instructor Lei Zhan felt a wave of lingering fear.

He had thrown that punch in a fit of anger. If anything had really happened to the kid, his career as Chief Instructor would be over.

However, what he found strange was that, logically, a martial artist's internal energy would automatically counter an attack. Yet, there had been no signs of energy rebounding from the kid just now.

What did that mean? It meant that when the kid took the hit, he had completely abandoned all Defense and counterattacks, relying purely on his physical body to take the blow! Perhaps… Instructor Lei Zhan considered a possibility.

Did the kid have some kind of damage-reflection talent? But he had deliberately chosen not to use it? Otherwise, he couldn't fathom why anyone would abandon even their body's instinctive Defenses.

"Does your [Tenacity] talent have some kind of damage-reflection effect?"

"Wow! Instructor! Is your talent 'Godly Calculation'? You even knew that!"

The corners of Instructor Lei Zhan's mouth twitched slightly. The kid might have a smart mouth, but he still knew what he was doing. He knew he wasn't an enemy, so he didn't activate the reflection?

Thinking of this, Instructor Lei Zhan's gaze toward Lin Fan softened just a little bit. Just a little.

"Cough… ugh." Lin Fan coughed up another mouthful of blood, but he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, terrified that Instructor Lei Zhan would stop hitting him.

He waved a hand. "Hehe, it's fine. The red dates and mulberries are just too good at producing blood; it's just overflowing!"

Although he looked to be in bad shape, in reality, he was in very bad shape. At this moment, his adrenaline was truly peaking. Especially with the pain conversion, his adrenaline boost had increased by 50%, making it even harder for him to gauge his body's true condition.

Seeing this, Instructor Lei Zhan felt he couldn't hesitate any longer. The kid was already talking nonsense! The main issue was that the kid talked nonsense all the time, so Instructor Lei Zhan really couldn't tell the difference at first!

"Instructor Liu!" Instructor Lei Zhan suddenly shouted toward the darkness.

Whoosh! A nimble figure darted out from the nearby shadows.

It was a female instructor with a hot figure, wearing a tight training uniform that accentuated her breathtaking curves.

"Present!" Instructor Liu Yan stood straight and saluted Instructor Lei Zhan.

Instructor Lei Zhan pointed at the swaying Lin Fan.

"Hurry up and take this kid to find that healer, Xia Wanqiu!"

"Don't let him die!"

Instructor Liu Yan glanced at the blood-covered Lin Fan and was shocked! Holy crap! How did this freshman get beaten into such a sorry state?!

"Understood!" Instructor Liu Yan didn't waste any time. She stepped forward, grabbed Lin Fan's arm, and hoisted him onto her back in one rough, simple motion, showing no sign of tender care.

"Ouch! Easy! Easy!" Lin Fan winced in pain.

"Beautiful Instructor, although I enjoy pain, your technique is wrong!"

"Can you do a bridal carry instead? I'm a bit traditional… I don't like being on someone's back…"

Instructor Liu Yan's face darkened. She knew of this guy's notorious reputation, so she ignored him completely and sprinted toward the freshman dormitory area with him on her back.

Lin Fan lay on Instructor Liu Yan's back, feeling the wind whistling by his ears and the sensation of her bouncing stride. Although his chest hurt like hell, he felt pretty good inside.

Tonight hadn't been a total waste. Even though he'd only taken one punch, he'd gained 1800 points of Defense experience! Of course, more importantly, this female instructor smelled quite nice. It was just a shame her face was a bit sour.

"Sister Liu Yan, you definitely don't have a boyfriend, do you?"

Instructor Liu Yan's expression darkened. "Shut up! Don't force me to slap you!"

Lin Fan's eyes lit up. "What? A reward?! Great! Sister Liu Yan, hurry up and slap me!"

Instructor Liu Yan laughed in anger. She really didn't know what else to do.