206: Mad Chen Fu

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Chen Fu maintained his punching posture, his bulging muscles rigid as iron.

His fist, the fist capable of smashing alloy gates, was suspended in mid-air.

In front of it was that small, palm-sized bat.

Completely unharmed.

It hadn't even flapped its wings once.

It merely hovered there, using its tiny, seemingly soft body to withstand this earth-shattering blow.

What is this?

What is this thing?

Chen Fu's mind was blank.

He could clearly feel that the feedback from the end of his fist was not the impact of hitting flesh, nor the resistance of hitting an energy shield.

It was a purer, more absolute "nothingness."

His strength, his sheer physical power capable of shaking mountains, was completely swallowed and disappeared into nothingness the moment it touched the small bat.

It was like a clay ox entering the sea, failing to cause the slightest ripple.

"Fu... Uncle Fu?"

Chen Ruiyu, far away, still had his roar of "awe-inspiring power" stuck in his throat, completely frozen.

Wang Qingxuan, who had been waiting for death with her eyes closed, did not feel the anticipated impact or scream, she cautiously opened a slit.

Then, she also saw this scene that challenged the limits of human perception.

She was completely stunned.

In the corner of the street, Lin Yu, who had been watching the show, finally showed a slight change in his movement.

He took his hand out of his pocket.

Not preparing to attack.

But rather, stroking his chin with interest.

The Blood Pack's natural daily growth of fifteen billion HP was indeed no joke.

Let alone this old man, even a full modern army, bombarding it with heavy artillery for three days and three nights, might not cause it to lose a single hair.

It seems I still underestimated Chen Ao, underestimated myself, and overestimated ordinary experts?

...At the scene.

Chen Fu violently retracted his fist.

He stared intently at the small bat, his entire body's alertness raised to the maximum.

What unknown high-level demon creature is this? Some kind of disguised form?

He reviewed all the knowledge he had accumulated in his life but couldn't find any matching existence.

However, when he looked closely and clearly saw the full appearance of the small thing, he was completely dumbfounded.

Black fur, small pointed ears, and a pair of dark, seemingly harmless eyes.

This... isn't this the common Vampire Bat that's everywhere?

The lowest-level flying attendant, the kind you can buy a whole nest of for ten yuan at the professional market!

Forget one, even if a thousand or ten thousand came, his punch just now would have pulverized them all into the finest bloody dust!

An illusion?

Is it that little girl's mental ability?

Chen Fu refused to believe it. He suddenly stepped back two paces, creating distance.

"Hah!"

He roared, and the blood energy throughout his body surged wildly again.

This time, it wasn't just pure strength.

A layer of dark red light enveloped his entire body.

Furious Blood Qi!

Immediately afterward, a metallic sheen appeared on his arms.

Steel Arms!

Two high-level Warrior enhancement skills were activated instantly!

And that wasn't all!

He forcefully brought his hands, infused with all his power, together across his chest, and dark red blood energy and power frantically converged.

Amidst the flashing light, a three-meter-long, fierce-looking crimson spear, composed entirely of energy, appeared in his hand!

Blood Fiend Army Breaker Spear!

This was one of his ultimate hidden killing moves, formed by compressing his own blood energy and power to the extreme, resulting in the attack with the strongest armor-piercing capability!

"I don't believe it!!!"

Chen Fu let out a earth-shattering roar. Holding the spear with both hands, he lowered his body, merging himself and the spear into one, transforming into a bloody stream of light that pierced the air!

The target was still that small bat hovering in mid-air!

He intended to use this strongest strike to tear apart this absurd illusion!

Facing this world-destroying spear strike.

The small bat, "Blood Pack," merely flew forward a little more, unhurriedly.

Then, it met the strike with its little head.

"Ding."

A light sound.

Crisp, like a fingernail tapping a glass cup.

The bloody stream of light, potent enough to penetrate a tank, suddenly stopped.

The tip of the ferocious spear, composed of violent energy, was precisely pressed against the bat's forehead.

And then, it could not advance another inch.

The madness and ferocity on Chen Fu's face solidified once again.

He could feel that what was transmitted through the spear tip was still that desperate, absolute "nothingness."

His strength, all his enhancements, his lifelong skill—at this moment, they all became a joke.

Just as he was stunned for a thousandth of a second due to extreme shock.

Blood Pack moved.

It opened its tiny mouth, revealing two equally tiny Fangs.

Aiming at the tip of the energy spear.

It took a "chomping" bite.

"Crunch."

The tip of the energy spear was chipped off, like a bitten cookie.

Blood Pack smacked its lips, seemingly finding the taste unimpressive, and flew toward Chen Fu's body again.

Before Chen Fu could react, it gently bit his neck.

"Hiss..."

A faint sting transmitted.

Chen Fu subconsciously touched his neck and saw a trace of blood on his fingertip.

The damage... was almost zero.

But the indescribable sense of humiliation, like a bursting dam, instantly overwhelmed all the rationality and dignity he possessed as a veteran powerhouse!

"Aaaahhhhhhh!!!"

Chen Fu completely went mad!

He threw away the energy spear, which was already unstable in his hand, and his two fists turned into a flurry of shadows, raining down like a storm, wildly bombarding the small bat!

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

A series of airtight, muffled impacts echoed throughout the entire street.

Every punch was enough to blow up an armored vehicle.

Every punch contained the lifelong rage of an old warrior.

However, it was useless.

Completely useless.

The small bat, in the center of the violent storm of fists, leisurely yawned.

Letting those attacks capable of destroying cities and leveling fortresses land on it, it didn't move an inch.

The surrounding people only felt... this scene was unbelievably ridiculous.

Chen Fu's attack continued.

His rationality had been completely burned away by anger, and his entire attention was focused on this small thing that he absolutely could not destroy.

He did not notice.

He paid absolutely no attention.

During the time he was completely distracted by Blood Pack.

Behind him.

The hundreds of previously stationary Lin Yao phantoms, of various professions.

Had silently moved.

They advanced with uniform, yet soundless steps, slowly surrounding him from all directions.

A massive encirclement, composed of a hundred different Classes, had quietly formed.

The "Thunder Master" Lin Yao, holding a staff, raised her hand.

Dazzling electric light silently jumped in her palm.