The prebattle speech was only a few words, the same old routine. At a time like this, nothing anyone said would help. Once they reached the battlefield, they would just fight. Who would have time to think about so much?
Some disciples nearby were talking.
"Are you scared?"
"Yeah. You?"
"No."
"Good, then stand in front of me later. I'm scared to death."
"Piss off."
Lü Qiming patted Lin Fan's shoulder. "Junior Brother Lin, whatever you do, don't rush in later. Make sure you don't end up within the enemy sect's ranks."
Lin Fan could not have been more excited. Just thinking about how he would soon roam freely between heaven and earth felt fantastic. He patted his chest. "Don't worry, Senior Brother. Don't you trust me?"
Of course, there was one thing he left unsaid: trust him, and the sky would change.
Lu Daosheng looked at the disciples below. "Fang Qing, it'll all be up to you shortly." Then he looked into the distance, where an overwhelming presence surged to the heavens. Clearly, someone was already waiting there.
"The Sunshine Sect still refuses to abandon its wicked ambitions. Today, I, Lu Daosheng, will slaughter you all." With that, Lu Daosheng vanished from where he stood, and several figures followed close behind.
Watching this, Fang Qing's eyes blazed with burning flames. This was an Earthly Dipper Realm expert, able to ascend into the sky in a single step and disappear without a trace. He also looked warily into the distance. The battle there was not something he could afford to concern himself with.
Against those experts, his cultivation at the body tempering ninth layer was nowhere near enough.
Then he turned his gaze toward the battlefield ahead and called out in a booming voice, "Move out."
Lin Fan felt a little nervous now. What should his first move be?
Before long.
The disciples of the two sects faced off. The atmosphere was terribly oppressive, and it seemed no one moved.
Lin Fan asked, "Senior Brother, what's going on now? When do we fight?"
Lü Qiming said, "Wait a moment. Senior Brother Lu and the others haven't made their move yet. Once they do, we'll make ours too."
Lin Fan understood, and it made sense to him. Let the higher-ups fight first. If the higher-ups suddenly reached an agreement and called off the fight, wouldn't it be awkward if they had already started fighting?
Suddenly, a tremendous boom came from the distance.
Fang Qing roared, "Kill!"
Lin Fan reacted. Holy shit, it's on! He immediately raised his nine-ring saber high. "Bros, charge with me! Chop these fuckers to death!"
"Chop the fuckers to death!"
"Follow Senior Brother Lin and chop these bastards to death!"
"Junior Brother Lin..." Lü Qiming stared, dumbstruck. He realized everything he had told Junior Brother Lin earlier had been wasted breath. Hadn't he told him to take it steady? Wasn't charging in like this just courting death?
Yin Xiaotian and the others were stunned at the sight too. They hurried over to Lü Qiming. "Didn't you tell Junior Brother Lin?"
"I did!" Lü Qiming said anxiously. Hadn't they agreed earlier? Don't rush, don't rush. Who could have imagined he would rush in this eagerly?
"Ah, there's nothing we can do. We can only leave it to fate."
Lin Fan led the charge, his nine-ring saber raised high. "You turtle-spawn bastards, your grandpa is here!"
His hand rose, his saber fell, and the points were his.
Points +30.
He chopped a disciple at the body tempering third level to the ground. The points he gained were pretty decent.
In the current situation, he could not bother with so much. He simply swung his nine-ring saber and hacked away wildly, regardless of who his opponents were. If he failed to chop them to death, he would count it as his loss.
Some disciples following beside Lin Fan grew incredibly fired up at the sight. "Senior Brother Lin is invincible!"
"Follow Junior Brother Lin and chop these bastards to death!"
Lin Fan grumbled inwardly. Follow my ass! Following me only leads to death. I'm the man who's going to become the Escape King. What do you guys think you're doing, following me?
But there was no time to say more now. He had to hurry and harvest more points.
Points +40. Points +50.
Whether they were at the body tempering fourth stage or the fifth, once he got hold of them, he chopped them all to death.
He felt considerably stronger than the average person at the body tempering sixth layer.
The blood and Qi within him churned, his muscles bulged with thumping force, and his physical strength was downright explosive. One slash sent a bloody mist spraying, a sight too gruesome to bear.
Just then, a sinister voice reached Lin Fan's ears.
"Chopping my junior brothers up like vegetables isn't very nice, is it?"
A figure appeared beside Lin Fan with uncanny stealth, and a cold gleam shot straight toward his heart.
"What the hell?" Lin Fan had been chopping away incredibly smoothly. Hearing this sudden threat annoyed him, and he swung his nine-ring saber straight at the figure.
A cold sneer appeared on the Sunshine Sect disciple's lips. The dagger in his hand radiated a biting chill, and he raised his hand to block.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.
Terror flashed in his eyes as an enormous force surged through his entire body.
His blood and Qi shook!
Pfft!
He spat out a great mouthful of blood.
"How is that possible?" The figure looked utterly shocked. They were both at the body tempering sixth layer. How could he have failed to block it?
"What the hell? You're just another vegetable." Lin Fan brought his saber down, instantly chopping his opponent in half.
Points +60.
Lin Fan's face lit up. Not bad, not bad. Those points were just right.
His only thought was to stockpile a batch of points. Then, once he escaped later, he would not have to worry about points, would he?
He took a quick look.
Points: 2,500.
This many points was already pretty good, enough for a good bout of carefree indulgence.
The battlefield changed from one instant to the next, and the fighting was extraordinarily fierce. Sometimes, after a single slash, one really could not expect to see an intact corpse.
Lin Fan kept pushing deeper, actually carving out a bloody path by force.
The disciples following beside Lin Fan admired Senior Brother Lin immensely. He was too powerful, and he was not afraid of death at all. Even with wounds on his body, he never so much as frowned. To them, this was a true expert.
Motherfucker, enough. This is enough.
As far as Lin Fan was concerned, he had enough points, and it was about time. The moment had come to lie down like a corpse in spectacular fashion.
"Die, you bastard!" Suddenly, a Sunshine Sect disciple ahead spotted Lin Fan. The longsword in his hand cut through the wind, seeking to pierce him.
Lin Fan glanced at him and was overjoyed. Perfect timing! This fucking time, it's in the bag.
Hurry up and stab me to death so I can slip right out of here.
"Senior Brother, watch out!"
Suddenly, a figure stepped in front of Lin Fan, and the longsword pierced the body of the disciple shielding him.
Lin Fan froze, screaming inwardly, What the fuck are you doing?
Seeing that he had failed to stab through that fellow, the Sunshine Sect disciple felt a little disappointed. He instantly retreated, his longsword drawing out a spray of blood. In this situation, he could not hesitate at all.
Lin Fan held the disciple, who was only at the body tempering third level, not knowing what to say. What is this? One fucking sword strike would've killed me, and then I could've rolled right out of here. What are you doing?
"Why did you take that sword strike for me?"
The disciple at the body tempering third level looked at Lin Fan with admiration, blood spilling from his mouth. "Senior Brother, you're my idol. I... couldn't let you die. Live on."
Lin Fan was completely dumbfounded. How exactly are the brains of people in this world put together? Even if I'm your idol, you can't throw your life away for me.
I just want to get out of here quickly. Why won't anyone give me that chance?
Why?!
Do you have to make me feel guilty?
Oh, for fuck's sake.
He no longer knew what to say. What even was all this?
Every single one of them is like this. Can't you suspect each other or screw each other over and kill one another instead? Do you have to be so loving?
Lin Fan could not take it anymore. "Junior Brother, I'll avenge you."
There was nothing more to say. In this situation, would he even be human if he still fucking ran away? He had to avenge this junior brother before running.
"Senior..." The disciple lay on the ground and raised his hand slightly, as though trying to say something.
But in Lin Fan's eyes, this junior brother was bidding him a final farewell. He could hardly bear it. Without another word, he picked up his nine-ring saber and chased after the fellow from earlier.
"...Brother... help me get my medicine." The disciple finally spoke haltingly, only to discover that Senior Brother Lin had long since charged into the fighting. In the end, he struggled to take a bottle of medicinal pills from his chest and slowly poured them into his mouth.
"It didn't hit anywhere vital. My life... is saved." The disciple immediately breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, then lay there watching the stars in the sky.
One!
Two!
I want to sleep.