60: Chapter 60 The Demon Orb is Dead!

"Hahahaha—gack!"

Before the dust and smoke had even dispersed, Lin Fan's wild laughter suddenly ceased.

It was as if he had suddenly been throttled by the throat, and he went completely silent in an instant.

Everyone had breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing his hearty laughter, but the sudden silence instantly caused their hearts to jump back into their throats!

"Holy shit!!"

"Where did the laughter go?! Why did Lin Fan's laughter suddenly stop?!"

"It's over! He really got blown to death, didn't he?!"

"Could that laughter just now have been his last burst of energy before dying?"

Instructor Chen Feng's face instantly turned deathly pale.

He had gotten carried away just now, truly treating that kid like a Level 5 Monster!

Now that he calmed down and thought about it, this was just freshman military training!

"Quick! Quick!"

"Medics! No, wait! Xia Wanqiu! And any other Awakened who have Awakened healing talents!"

"Hurry up and check if he's still breathing!"

Instructor Chen Feng's voice cracked from shouting, and he scrambled toward the center of the dust cloud.

Hearing this, Xia Wanqiu's expression changed in panic.

Without caring if there were still shockwaves ahead, she bolted inside.

There was also a hint of panic in Murong Yan's eyes.

But she kept feeling like this shouldn't be right!

Would Lin Fan really die so easily?

Looking at how many times he had acted insufferably before, he had been perfectly fine!

Yet this time, she was truly worried about Lin Fan.

After all, that was an offensive from a thousand people!

"Lin Fan! Are you still alive?! If you're dead, make a sound!"

Xia Wanqiu was the first to rush into the dust.

She saw that the once flat ground had been forcibly blasted into a massive crater dozens of meters in diameter.

At the bottom of the crater.

Lin Fan was lying there in a spread-eagled position.

The white T-shirt he had been wearing was long gone, revealing a physique of impossibly toned, fair muscles.

However, this body was now covered in dust, making him look quite miserable.

His eyes were tightly shut, and he wasn't moving at all.

"Lin Fan!!"

Xia Wanqiu cried out with a sobbing tone and lunged forward, kneeling beside Lin Fan.

Her delicate, fair hands trembled as she pressed them against Lin Fan's chest.

B-grade talent [Life Healing] was activated frantically!

An emerald green light engulfed Lin Fan, wrapping him up like a green zongzi!

"Don't die! Wuwuwu..."

"As long as you're alive, you can bully me however you want in the future..."

"Although it's embarrassing to be seen with you, wuwu, but, but without you, I definitely wouldn't have achieved such good results in the New Star Trial..."

Xia Wanqiu was crying so hard she looked like a rain-drenched pear blossom, her tears dripping onto Lin Fan's chest muscles.

The corner of Lin Fan's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

At this moment, Instructor Chen Feng and Murong Yan also rushed over.

Seeing Lin Fan looking like he was "completely dead," Instructor Chen Feng's legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to his knees.

Oh no! Damn you, Lin Fan! Don't you dare die! My job!

Just as everyone fell into despair, there was only one person! Li Hao!

He could no longer suppress the corners of his mouth. Heehee! Heehee!!

He's dead! That bastard Lin Fan is dead! Daring to mess with my Su Xue! Serves him right! Serves him right! I finally don't have to hold it in anymore!

His mouth twitched wildly. Finally, it spread into an exaggerated grin! His mouth was wide open, laughing silently. He looked extremely dark and twisted!

However, just at that moment, Lin Fan's "corpse" suddenly moved.

His little finger curled slightly.

Following that, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze unfocused. He was filled with the feeling of someone terminally ill.

"Squad... leader..." His voice was weak and intermittent.

Xia Wanqiu cried out in surprise: "I'm here! I'm here! How are you? Where does it hurt?"

"Why does it seem like my healing isn't doing anything to you..."

Before she could finish her puzzled words, Lin Fan struggled to lift his hand and naturally grabbed Xia Wanqiu's small hand. Her fair little hand was smooth and tender. Food-grade!

He continued, "I... I feel like I'm not going to make it..."

"Before I die... can you... can you..."

Xia Wanqiu was anxious: "Can what? Hurry up and say it! As long as it's something I can do!"

Lin Fan coughed twice, though he forcibly suppressed the upward curve of his mouth, "Can you... let me rest my head on your lap for a while? The ground is too hard, it's uncomfortable..."

Xia Wanqiu was stunned for a moment. What time was it now! He was about to die and he was still thinking about this?

But looking at Lin Fan's dust-covered face, her heart softened, "Fine, once you're better, you can rest on it as long as you want!"

She was just about to pick Lin Fan up. Whoosh! Suddenly, a long, powerful leg reached over from the side. That was Murong Yan's leg.

The dark green camouflage uniform couldn't hide the beauty of her legs at all!

The next moment, this leg stepped directly onto Lin Fan's chest. She applied a little pressure.

"Stop pretending." Murong Yan looked down at him, the panic in her eyes long gone. It was replaced by a cold sneer that saw through everything.

"That concentrated fire just now, although it was massive in scale, didn't damage your foundation at all."

"Your breathing is steady, your heartbeat is normal, and it even shows signs of quickening."

"Also, when you were touching Xia Wanqiu's hand just now, I saw that you had a very enjoyable expression, not at all like someone who is dying."

"Get up quickly! Otherwise, if I press down with this foot, you'll really need CPR!"

He had been exposed. Lin Fan wasn't even embarrassed. He even took the opportunity to grab the ankle Murong Yan had placed on his chest. Besides Xia Wanqiu, there was another food-grade here!

"Sister Yan, that's not right of you." "Physical wounds are easy to heal, but psychological trauma is hard to recover from!" "That was nearly a thousand people's concentrated fire! I get scared just thinking about it!" "I've received psychological trauma now!"

After speaking, he shamelessly pressed on Murong Yan's calf. He did have some technique. After all, back at the martial arts gym, he had often been studied by wealthy daughters. Naturally, he had also studied theirs in passing.

"Psychological trauma??" The freshmen who rushed over, as well as Instructor Chen Feng standing at the edge of the pit, were all dumbfounded.

Is this even human? That attack just now could level a three-story building, and this guy tanked it head-on and is perfectly fine? He even had the mood to play dead and mess with us?! This is way too tough!

Instructor Chen Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The stone in his heart finally dropped. Immediately after, a nameless anger flared up. He wasn't dead? If you aren't dead, why are you playing dead! You made me almost draft my last will and testament just now!

"Lin Fan!!" Instructor Chen Feng roared: "If you aren't dead, then get up! What kind of act is this, playing ghost!"

Lin Fan sighed and released his hand with a look of regret. With a carp-leap, he sprang directly out of the bottom of the pit. His movements were nimble enough to go run another hundred laps with a load.

He patted the dust off his pants and stood at the edge of the crater. He looked around at the dumbfounded freshmen. Finally, his gaze landed behind the crowd. On Li Hao, whose smile was frozen on his face and looked even worse than crying.

"Yo, the King of Grievances! Thanks for this time!" "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been attacked by so many people." He was genuinely thankful. But to Li Hao, his face instantly turned pale. He thought Lin Fan was coming to settle scores with him!

"Thump!" He knelt directly toward Lin Fan.