Tang San Was Beaten Bloody and Humiliated, Berserk Skill

Tang San, however, looked relaxed as he said, "You should make the first move."

Damn, this guy Tang San is still putting on airs? Lin Fan thought, immediately shouting in his heart.

"Ling'er, draw the lottery..."

Lin Fan knew that if he used the Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword, beating Tang San would be as easy as beating a dog. But they were in the dormitory after all, and Tang San had yet to obtain his first soul skill. If he used the Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword against him, Xiao Wu, Wang Sheng, and the others might think he was bullying him.

Lin Fan planned to use the one lottery draw he currently had and see whether he could get a powerful skill that would let him beat Tang San up barehanded.

"Coming, Master. Are you sure you want to draw the lottery?" Ling'er's sweet voice sounded in his mind.

"Confirmed. Draw it quickly..." Lin Fan replied. On the surface, he also politely said to Tang San, "All right. Since you want me to make the first move, then I won't hold back."

"Drawing... Ding ding, congratulations, Master. You have obtained the game skill, Berserk. Skill level: 1..."

Berserk? Damn, what kind of thing is that?

Lin Fan quickly scanned the skill description in his mind.

Berserk, game skill. Level: 1. Duration of use: permanent.

After activation, enter the Berserk state. All physical attributes increase by 50%, and all attacks gain a 20% lifesteal effect. By continuously attacking opponents, you can restore your own stamina and Soul Power, heal yourself, and become unstoppable, growing braver with every battle. Duration: 20 seconds.

Cooldown: 300 seconds.

After the skill leveled up, the attribute boost and lifesteal effect would increase again.

So that was it. Lin Fan realized that this Berserk skill was much the same as in games, and it could even be upgraded. It was incredibly powerful, with built-in lifesteal. He would not need support at all.

With the Berserk skill, Lin Fan was full of confidence. He immediately swung his fist at Tang San. Tang San reacted quickly as well, instantly retreating while circulating the inner power of the Mysterious Heaven Skill. He raised a fist and collided with Lin Fan's.

Lin Fan immediately felt a burst of pain in his fist and staggered several steps backward. Tang San also retreated several steps, staring at Lin Fan in shock.

A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth. He was no longer the little boy who had just crossed over.

Though he still had the body of a modern person, from the moment Lin Fan awakened the Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword martial soul, he had felt a special power within him. That powerful sword intent had made his reactions and thoughts incredibly sharp.

Moreover, Lin Fan also possessed Innate Full Soul Power. In terms of strength, he naturally would not lose to Tang San.

Any child who awakened a relatively powerful martial soul at the age of six would receive a considerable boost to all aspects of their physical attributes. Generally speaking, awakening a beast martial soul brought a more obvious increase in physical strength.

Although the Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword was not a beast martial soul, it was a god-tier martial soul far surpassing the Clear Sky Hammer. It came with six skills and possessed both the Immortal-Slaying Domain and the Sword God Domain. Once it entered Lin Fan's body, it naturally granted him special, unknown power. Its powerful sword intent also made him unafraid of any soul attack.

If it had not been Tang San, an ordinary child with level ten Soul Power would have had no ability to clash head-on with Lin Fan.

Lin Fan knew that Tang San cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill and possessed Twin Martial Souls, with the Clear Sky Hammer within him. His strength also far exceeded that of an ordinary child with level ten Soul Power. By that measure, without using their martial souls, the two of them were evenly matched.

"Lin Fan, what is your martial soul? How can your strength be so great?" Tang San asked in shock as he used the Mysterious Heaven Skill to restore his physical strength.

Lin Fan smiled. "My martial soul is an ordinary sword. After awakening it, I also felt that my strength had increased a little."

Seeing Tang San's somewhat pale face, Lin Fan knew that he was not having an easy time either. With the Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword martial soul, his level eleven Soul Power, and a Millennium Soul Ring, Tang San would never have been able to block that punch if he had not cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Tang San nodded thoughtfully. "It seems your martial soul really is powerful. In that case, you'd better be careful from here on..."

After speaking, Tang San stomped his foot down, and his steps suddenly became strange and unpredictable. With a burst of speed, he began attacking proactively. His figure had already become difficult for Lin Fan to see clearly.

Seeing a fist shadow hurtling toward him, Lin Fan hurriedly retreated and crashed into the dormitory's bunk bed. Gu Yue Na'er, with silver hair and purple eyes, hurriedly shouted from the side, "Xiao Fan, be careful..."

Lin Fan dodged Tang San's first punch, but Tang San did not stop. He had now unleashed Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, greatly increasing his speed. On top of that, he had been an expert of the Tang Sect in his previous life and was proficient in all kinds of fighting techniques. He threw several more punches in succession, all of which landed on Lin Fan's body. Lin Fan failed to block any of them.

"Damn it, this bastard is asking to die..." Those punches did not hurt that much, but they still ignited Lin Fan's anger. The next second, Tang San turned and swept a roundhouse kick toward his legs.

If that kick landed, he would fall to the ground on the spot. Lin Fan immediately summoned the Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword with his right hand and thrust it into the floor. A faint purple glow was already radiating from the blade.

Tang San's roundhouse kick, which should have struck Lin Fan's leg, instead hit the Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword.

Bang...

The purple Immortal-Slaying Divine Sword trembled slightly. Tang San suddenly felt intense pain shoot through his leg, and he could not help crying out. His entire leg felt numb. Just as he hurriedly tried to pull it back, Lin Fan suddenly moved.

Lin Fan sidestepped to Tang San's side and delivered a heavy kick to Tang San's back.

That kick was not light at all. Lin Fan had used all his strength. In any case, he was only level eleven now, so he could not kick Tang San to death. Tang San let out a pained cry on the spot, lost his balance, and fell face-first onto the dormitory floor.