51: Chapter 51 Are all Yuanzong members this weak?

"Understood."

Lin Fan nodded, the smile in his eyes fading, replaced by a touch of sharpness.

"By the way, Brother Wu."

Lin Fan suddenly turned his head and stared at Wu Qingkong. "Before we disembark, could you do me a favor?"

"What favor? If it's borrowing money, forget it," Wu Qingkong said warily.

"Let's spar."

Lin Fan moved his wrists, his knuckles cracking. "I want to see how much of a gap there is between me and the Origin Sect Realm right now."

Wu Qingkong was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled.

"You want to fight me?"

He looked as if he had heard a hilarious joke. "Lin Fan, I know you've just broken through and are feeling a bit overconfident. But you must understand that the Marrow Cleansing Realm and the Origin Sect Realm are two completely different concepts."

"The Marrow Cleansing Realm trains the physical body and blood energy. Whereas the Origin Sect Realm..."

Wu Qingkong extended a finger, and a ball of blinding white light lit up at the tip. "...trains 'Yuan Force'. Projecting Yuan Force to kill from a distance is a qualitative leap."

"I know."

Lin Fan remained persistent. "That's exactly why I want to experience it. Don't worry, Brother Wu, I'm thick-skinned and can take a beating."

Seeing Lin Fan's eager expression, Wu Qingkong shook his head.

"Fine."

Wu Qingkong put away his cigar and smiled. "Since your skin is itching for it, this senior will loosen your bones for you. It's good to let you know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, lest you lose your life on the battlefield due to arrogance."

Five minutes later.

In the alloy training room on the bottom level of the spaceship.

The two stood facing each other.

"Are you ready?"

Wu Qingkong took off his jacket, wearing only a military tank top that revealed his lean, strong muscles.

Although he spoke lightly, he didn't truly underestimate Lin Fan. After all, this kid had a prior record of 'shattering a sword stone with one finger.'

"Come."

Lin Fan took a deep breath, his feet slightly apart, assuming a basic combat starting stance.

"Boom!"

Wu Qingkong moved.

Without any fancy movements, he simply jolted his body, and a majestic aura instantly erupted.

That was the pressure belonging to a Yuan Zong Realm expert!

The surrounding air became viscous, and a heavy pressure fell onto Lin Fan's shoulders.

"Is this the Yuan Zong Force Field?"

Lin Fan frowned slightly, feeling his breathing become a bit labored, but that was all. The Great Sun True Dragon Bloodline within him vibrated slightly, and that pressure instantly vanished into nothingness.

"Hmm?"

Seeing Lin Fan's expression remain normal, Wu Qingkong was somewhat surprised.

"You have some skill. Since you can withstand the pressure, then take a punch from me!"

Wu Qingkong gave a low shout and stepped forward.

"Bang!"

The alloy floor let out a dull thud.

His entire person was like a cannonball fired from a barrel, instantly crossing the ten-meter distance. His right fist was wrapped in a thick layer of white Yuan Force halo, heading straight for Lin Fan's face with a piercing sound of breaking air!

For this punch, he used fifty percent of his power.

In his view, it was enough to send Lin Fan flying and teach him a lesson.

However.

Facing this heavy and powerful punch, Lin Fan did not dodge.

His gaze intensified, and the dormant power within his body fully awakened in that instant.

Great Sun True Dragon Body!

Fierce Tiger Fist!

"Roar—!"

The sound of a tiger's roar and a dragon's cry echoed in the air.

Lin Fan advanced instead of retreating, his right fist clenched tight, meeting Wu Qingkong's fist head-on without any frills!

Simple! Brutal!

A direct clash of strength!

"Is this kid crazy? He dares to clash head-on with a Yuan Zong Realm expert?"

Wu Qingkong was startled, but it was too late to withdraw his power.

The next second.

The two fists collided violently in the air.

"Dong—!!!"

An extremely dull and deafening explosion rang out.

A visible shockwave spread out from the two of them as the center, causing their hair to flutter wildly.

Wu Qingkong's originally confident expression froze the moment they made contact.

Immediately after, it turned into horror!

He felt as if his punch hadn't hit a person, but rather a stampeding Primeval Tyrannosaurus!

That protective Yuan Force halo lasted only 0.01 seconds before being directly shattered by a force that was tyrannical and domineering to the extreme!

"How is this possible?!"

Wu Qingkong only had time for this single thought to flash through his mind.

Then, a mountain-toppling force surged through his arm and across his entire body.

"Step, step, step, step, step!"

Wu Qingkong felt as if he had been struck by lightning, uncontrollably retreating backward.

One step, two steps, ten steps...

With every step he took, he left a deep footprint on the special alloy floor.

He retreated dozens of steps until his back slammed hard against the training room wall with a loud "clack," finally managing to stop himself.

"Cough, cough..."

Wu Qingkong felt his blood and energy churning, his entire right arm numb and even trembling slightly.

He looked up, staring at the opposite side with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He saw Lin Fan still standing in his original spot, motionless.

Lin Fan was looking down at his own fist, frowning, seemingly pondering some philosophy of life.

A moment later.

Lin Fan looked up and asked with a sincere and puzzled expression:

"Um... Brother Wu."

"Are Yuan Zong Realm experts all this weak?"

"Pfft—!"

Wu Qingkong, who had just suppressed his churning blood, almost spat out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this.

Weak?!

You freaking call this weak?!

I am at the peak of the early Origin Sect Realm! Although that punch didn't use a combat technique, it was infused with Yuan Force, enough to kill a Tier 3 Ferocious Beast in one hit!

And yet, I was sent flying by a punch from you, a kid in the Marrow Cleansing Realm?

"You..."

Wu Qingkong pointed at Lin Fan, his fingers trembling. "You kid... did you use your full strength just now?"

"No."

Lin Fan shook his head. "About seventy percent, I guess. I was afraid of breaking you, so I didn't dare use my full power."

Wu Qingkong: "..."

That hit home.

This felt even worse than losing!

He looked at Lin Fan's harmless appearance, and a storm of shock surged in his heart.

A monster!

This was absolutely a complete and utter monster!

He can already hold his own against a Yuan Zong Realm expert while in the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and even overwhelm them in terms of strength. If he's allowed to break through to the Origin Sect Realm, what then?

"Alright, stop acting."

Wu Qingkong rubbed his numb shoulder and gave him a disgruntled look, but his eyes were full of shock and admiration. "You win. It seems my previous worries were unnecessary. With your freakish physique, any alien race that encounters you will be in for some terrible luck."

Lin Fan chuckled. "That's a must. I can't go around embarrassing our military academy, right?"

After this battle, Wu Qingkong was completely convinced.

He had originally planned to arrange a 'babysitter' squad to lead Lin Fan once they reached the battlefield. Now, it seemed completely unnecessary.

Where was the fledgling eagle that needed protection? This was clearly a tiger just out of its cage!

The spaceship slowly descended.

The hatch opened, and a heatwave mixed with the scents of sulfur, blood, and decay rushed toward them.

"We're here."

Wu Qingkong stood at the hatch and handed Lin Fan a tactical backpack. "This is the Red Rock Supply Station, fifty kilometers from the front line. Your mission area is in this vicinity."

"Thanks, Brother Wu."

Lin Fan took the backpack and, without any hesitation, jumped off the spaceship.

"Lin Fan!"

Wu Qingkong suddenly shouted.

Lin Fan turned back.

"Come back alive," Wu Qingkong said solemnly. "Don't forget, you're now a Major of our military academy. Don't die too pathetically."

"Don't worry."

Lin Fan waved his hand with his back turned, his figure flashing as he instantly disappeared into the dust of the wilderness.

"This kid..."

Wu Qingkong murmured to himself as he watched the direction Lin Fan had disappeared, "This battlefield is probably going to become quite lively because of his arrival."