205: Blood packs show their power

Chen Ruiyu was so excited he was practically jumping.

"Uncle Fu! Kill! Kill her! Kill that bitch for me!"

Li Hao and the other students were already pale with fright, their legs turning to jelly.

Wang Qingxuan, who was being protected behind her, had all the color drained from her face.

Where is the boss!

Boss, save us!!

Chen Fu slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air mixed with bloody foam.

The wounds on his body were wriggling, and the rate of bleeding was slowing down.

His sharp eyes pierced through the pervasive dust and smoke, landing once again on the girl who had stood rooted to the spot the entire time.

Lin Yao's three powerful helpers had already been destroyed by him.

Now, only she was left.

"Little girl, your tricks are over."

Chen Fu walked slowly towards Lin Yao, step by step.

Every step added new cracks to the ground.

That murderous intent, condensed into a palpable substance, locked onto Lin Yao once more.

"Now, it's time to pay the price for your ignorance and arrogance."

"Yaoyao! Run!"

Wang Qingxuan finally snapped out of her shock. She screamed, trying to pull Lin Yao away to escape.

However, she couldn't move her.

Lin Yao stood still, rooted to the spot.

She did not look at the steadily approaching Chen Fu.

Nor did she pay attention to the panicked Wang Qingxuan beside her.

Her gaze was fixed behind her, on the illusory Starry Sky Tree composed of countless points of light.

There was no fear or panic on her face.

Even the seriousness from moments ago had vanished.

In its place was a strange calmness, mixed with curiosity and anticipation.

It was as if she was saying:

So, this is how you use it?

The next moment.

Just before Chen Fu was about to unleash a thunderous strike.

A new abnormality arose!

The faint Starry Sky Tree behind Lin Yao suddenly burst forth with unprecedented dazzling light!

Within the light, on the branches of the giant tree, points of light began to sprout and bud.

Then, one flower.

Two flowers.

Ten flowers.

A hundred flowers... countless flower buds composed of light quietly bloomed atop the branches!

It was a breathtakingly beautiful scene, enough to make anyone lose themselves in awe.

But for Chen Fu, this was the most terrifying sight he had ever witnessed in his life.

Because from every blooming Flower of Light, a figure slowly walked out.

A figure exactly identical to Lin Yao.

The "Berserker" Lin Yao, wielding a warhammer and clad in heavy armor.

The "Thunder Master" Lin Yao, wielding a staff and wreathed in lightning.

The "Divine Archer" Lin Yao, holding a longbow with sharp eyes... The "Priest" Lin Yao, holding a holy scripture and chanting hymns.

The "Scholar" Lin Yao, holding a scroll and deducing the myriad phenomena.

The "Calamity" Lin Yao, wielding a sickle and emanating an ominous aura.

One, ten, a hundred... Lin Yaos of various classes, postures, and styles continuously walked out from the blooming Starry Sky Tree.

They stood quietly behind Lin Yao, forming a silent army that was powerful enough to induce despair.

Chen Fu's advancing steps froze in mid-air.

His face, previously etched with ruthlessness and murderous intent, was now filled with seriousness.

A hundred Lin Yaos, each of a different class and possessing a powerful aura?

What in the hell kind of skill was this!

Was this truly a power that a newly awakened student could possess?

Even for a Mythic Rank, this was utterly ridiculous!

However, the ruthlessness forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood quickly overcame his shock.

Chen Fu only needed two careful glances before forming a judgment.

Flashy but useless.

Although these figures had strong auras, they were ultimately phantoms, aggregates of energy.

How could mere ants shake a great tree, no matter how numerous?

His resolute posture made it seem as if the person who had just been battered into a sorry state by a small combo wasn't him at all.

But he didn't truly overestimate himself.

He saw through it: although there were many phantoms, the true core would always be the caster herself!

As long as he dealt with the little girl standing motionless on the spot, this so-called Hundred-Person Army would be nothing more than a reflection in the water, collapsing at a touch!

He needed to catch Lin Yao during her casting wind-up!

Bullying the weak and resorting to sneak attacks!

Chen Ruiyu's words could be trusted—the flashy kid hiding behind Lin Yao, called Young Master Wang, might have immense backing, but this Lin Yao definitely did not!

If that was the case, then killing her was fine!

With his thoughts clear, his killing intent flared up again!

"Die!"

Chen Fu ignored the hundreds of oppressive phantoms. His vital energy boiled once more, and his body transformed into a blurred afterimage, crossing the defense line of all the phantoms at a speed faster than any time before!

He gathered all his strength and the killing techniques honed over a lifetime into this single punch!

He held nothing back!

This was a full-power punch capable of collapsing a small building!

"Uncle Fu is mighty!"

Chen Ruiyu's ecstatic roar became the background noise for this killing blow.

Wang Qingxuan was so scared she shut her eyes, not daring to look at the scene of blood and flesh that was about to follow.

Boss! Help!

It's over!

Everything is over!

Lin Yao stood still, watching the fist rapidly enlarging in her vision, her face still holding that strange calmness.

She seemed to still be studying her new ability.

Just at the moment Chen Fu's punch wind ruffled the hair on her forehead.

Just as everyone thought she was certainly dead.

A very inconspicuous little thing leaped up from Lin Yao's shoulder.

It was a small, palm-sized bat.

It was completely black, with only a pair of dark, gleaming eyes that darted around in the chaotic light and shadows, looking completely harmless.

It floated up lightly, positioning itself between Lin Yao and Chen Fu's fist.

This scene was utterly absurd.

A mantis trying to stop a chariot?

No, this wasn't even comparable to a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

This was like trying to use a small worm to block a fully loaded heavy truck traveling at full speed.

Chen Fu didn't even notice the small thing.

His entire focus was locked onto Lin Yao; he wanted to personally witness this little girl, who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, turn to dust under his fist!

Then.

"BANG!!!"

A dull, extremely muffled, and utterly illogical loud noise exploded.

There was no anticipated splatter of blood and flesh.

There was no anticipated scream.

Time, at this moment, seemed to be paused.

Chen Fu's fist, capable of splitting stone tablets, was firmly stopped in mid-air.

And blocking his fist was precisely that palm-sized, harmless little bat.

It wasn't even blasted into a bloody mist.

It didn't even... move an inch.

It simply floated there, using its tiny, soft body to withstand Chen Fu's all-in, full-power punch.

"..."

Whether it was the roaring Chen Ruiyu, the Wang Qingxuan who had closed her eyes waiting for death, or the passersby watching from afar.

None of them quite understood.

What... just happened?

The ferocity and killing intent on Chen Fu's face froze.

He could clearly feel that the sensation transmitted through his fist was not the impact of hitting flesh and blood.

Instead, it was an... unshakable, absolute barrier.

It was as if he hadn't struck a bat.

But a planet.