Flower Thief Self-Destructs

Lin Fan's Inner Qi surged wildly beneath his feet, and his figure shot through the night like an arrow loosed from the bow. The fleeing Flower Thief only felt the wind behind his ears growing ever more piercing. He turned around, and his heart sank—he had not expected Lin Fan to chase after him.

"Kid, do you really intend to perish together with me?" The Flower Thief abruptly halted, spun around, and faced him. A cold, sinister aura churned in his pitch-black eyes. The Flower Thief thought carefully and realized that he seemed never to have laid a hand on Lin Fan's family or relatives. Then why was Lin Fan biting down on him and refusing to let go?

"Flower Thief, your crimes are monstrous. You have harmed countless innocent young women. Since I encountered you today, I naturally cannot let you escape so easily." Lin Fan spoke loudly even as his fists flew in rapid succession.

Hearing Lin Fan say this, the Flower Thief flew into a rage and immediately turned back to entangle himself in battle with Lin Fan. "Kid, do you really think I'm afraid of you? If we keep fighting, it is still uncertain who will live and who will die."

The Flower Thief stopped fleeing, and Inner Qi erupted from his palm. Black Inner Qi, carrying a sinister and wicked aura, lunged straight at Lin Fan's face.

Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged. He moved fluidly in response, alternating between fist force and palm wind. Sharp whistling sounds tore through the air as he struck back fiercely against the Flower Thief's attack.

Clang!

The two forces collided with a thunderous boom. Shockwaves exploded outward, sending shattered stones rattling up from the ground. The tremendous commotion was like a clap of thunder bursting through the night sky.