One punch per whimpering brat

At that moment, Lin Fan was terrifying beyond measure. His essence, energy, and spirit surged like blazing flames, and symbols appeared one after another as he advanced, bathed in divine radiance.

It was hard to imagine that a six- or seven-year-old child, as adorable as a porcelain doll, could unleash such overwhelming might, like a god or demon looking down upon the world.

Boom!

Lin Fan hurled a punch forward. The thunderous sounds of the Dao instantly erupted, as though ghosts and gods were roaring and chanting in the wind, accompanied by swaths of brilliant golden light.

The little girl's expression changed. Her willow-leaf brows knitted tightly, and she grew utterly serious. This was a formidable enemy, an unrivaled existence within his realm, not someone she could underestimate.

She swept out a pale, slender arm, scattering crystalline light. Amid the dazzling radiance, she caught and dissolved Lin Feng's attack, grinding those terrifying runes into nothing.

Lin Fan was shaken. This little girl looked so young, yet she was mysterious, powerful, and far from ordinary. She could stand against him in the same realm.

When he attacked again, his fists unleashed even greater power and moved even faster, striking without pause like towering waves, one following another, never ending!

The little girl felt immense pressure. Every movement of his carried the bearing of a grandmaster, and his combat skills were ruthless and mature, clearly honed through countless life-and-death struggles.

In particular, Lin Fan was a year younger than her, yet his steadiness and composure made her heart tremble.

Still, the little girl did not panic. She countered each move as it came, calmly meeting him in battle.

It was a fierce clash. Though neither of them was very old, the might they unleashed shook this pure land and split the ground apart.

Lin Fan was excited. It had been so long since he had encountered such a powerful opponent in the same realm that life since joining the Heaven Mending Sect had become unbearably dull. He desperately craved a battle this exhilarating.

Boom!

Another savage, violent head-on collision followed. Unlike the little girl, Lin Fan attacked cleanly and decisively, without unnecessary flourishes or divine abilities. With a pair of golden divine fists, he shattered everything, sweeping through it like rotten wood.

He had absolute confidence within his own realm. Even without divine abilities or Precious Arts, he firmly believed that his powerful body alone could suppress every enemy and carry him forward unopposed.

Thus, his attacks were supremely forceful and fierce, bold and relentless. His sweeping movements made him seem like an invincible supreme being, yet beneath their roughness, every strike held precision, targeting his opponent's weaknesses.

The little girl was startled. Someone so young had already cultivated this aura of invincibility. It was truly rare!

Only...

"Hey, is this crude way of attacking all you know?" the little girl could not help shouting.

Lin Fan gave her a disdainful glance and said coldly, "What do you care how I attack? Any move that makes you bawl is a good move."

"Ha! Take another punch!"

Bang! Bang!

Space trembled as fierce gales swept out, unleashing waves of sonic booms. The ground was ravaged, more cracks split the earth, and even a stretch of purple bamboo toppled.

This place had originally been a peaceful, tranquil, beautiful pure land. Now it had become a battlefield, its atmosphere shattered and its grounds wrecked beyond recognition.

"Damn it, this is all your fault. You broke my bed, and now you've turned this place into a mess. Pretty big sister will definitely blame me when she gets back." Lin Fan glanced around, feeling annoyed.

"Hmph, you had a hand in it too," the little girl said haughtily. Her attacks never stopped, and she struck back whenever the opportunity arose.

In an instant, her jade-white palms began to glow, radiating incomparable holiness.

She and Lin Fan were two extremes. One was like a god or demon, attacking with savage force, direct and simple; the other resembled an exiled immortal, her moves elegant, gleaming brilliantly, and highly technical.

"Agu moni..." The little girl began reciting an incantation. It sounded like gods chanting scriptures, making both her and the surrounding world glow with sacred light.

At the same time, the power of the incantation released a vast aura that filled heaven and earth, pressing down upon Lin Fan.

"So strong!" Lin Fan's expression shifted slightly, and he retreated a few steps. Yet he felt no fear, still confident that he could shatter everything.

But who exactly was this little girl? She had slipped into this place without a sound, and her strength was extraordinary. She was undoubtedly among the best of her age.

Besides, since coming to the Heaven Mending Sect, I have only met a handful of people and haven't offended anyone. Why did she ambush me?

But in any case, she had trespassed into the pure land and suddenly attacked him. That made her an enemy!

Since she was an enemy, there was no need to hold back. He could simply beat her to death.

At that moment, Lin Fan was clearly different. His gaze sharpened, his fighting strength instantly soared, and his aura surged like a fierce beast awakening its true power.

The next moment, his whole body shone brilliantly. He was bathed in golden divine radiance, every inch of his flesh turning gold, as though he had been cast from divine metal. Incomparably sacred, he resembled a god of war.

"Does he have a special constitution?" The little girl was bewildered and deeply shocked. He had become entirely different. Both his bearing and his strength had risen considerably, doubling the pressure she felt.

"Take my Pegasus Meteor Fist!" Lin Fan roared. As he raised his hand, countless points of light flashed, surging with terrifying power.

He appeared to throw only a single punch, yet countless fists blasted outward, packed densely together and filling the sky, ready to engulf his opponent.

The little girl struck out with her jade-white fingers, meeting the golden divine fists as large as millstones. The two collided, creating a terrifying energy storm more fearsome than a hurricane.

With a boom, sand and stones flew everywhere. Broken purple bamboo and boulders weighing tens of thousands of pounds were swept into the air. A thousand overlapping waves rose from the lake, and a huge crater exploded open in the ground.

The little girl's heart tightened. She knew a First Generation had come to the sect, but she had never expected him to be this formidable. He was younger than her, and his potential was astonishingly great.

It gave her a sense of urgency. Or were all First Generations this powerful?

"What fist technique is that? Why have I never seen it before?" the little girl asked in confusion, shaking out her slightly numb arms. That fist technique was not only fierce and forceful, but also swift as meteors and utterly relentless.

"The Eighteen Girl-Subduing Fists, created by yours truly. One punch per whimpering brat!" Lin Fan said calmly. He leaped into the air, exuding an unparalleled aura, as though he alone reigned supreme!

The little girl's face darkened. What kind of lousy name was that? He must have made it up on the spot!

"Take this!"

"Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"

"Great All-Encompassing Mantra!"

"Prajna Buddhas!"

"Prajna Bama Kong!"

Lin Fan attacked with fists and palms alike, his momentum tremendous. Every strike bore down with powerful force, like divine blades cleaving downward, making heaven and earth tremble and space shake.

Yet the moves he called out had nothing whatsoever to do with the attacks he actually used. There was no rhyme or reason to them.

For a time, the little girl could barely keep up and retreated again and again, cursing in anger, "What are these lousy move names? Not a single one matches! They do sound a bit like those baldheads from the Western Sect, though."

"Heh, you really believed me, silly girl..." Lin Fan laughed, mocking her.

This little girl didn't seem very bright. Didn't she know an enemy's mouth was a lying ghost?

"What? You actually called me a silly girl!"

The little girl's voice turned shrill, and her eyes widened like a cat with its fur standing on end. Fire seemed to leap from her large, limpid eyes, and she clenched her pearly teeth tightly.

Her little hands, in particular, balled into fists. Her body trembled involuntarily, as though every inch of her skin were spewing anger.

"No one has ever dared call me stupid! I'll beat you to death!" She raised her head, strange light flickering in her eyes. Runes appeared one after another, as though she were about to unleash some mighty divine ability.

"Heh, I should be the one saying that, you intruder, you violent little girl!" Lin Fan sneered, fearing nothing and facing her calmly.