"I can't go on, I can't go on. My bones must be broken. I'm going to play dead." Lin Fan lay there, spewing great mouthfuls of blood, but he felt no pain at all. He had no idea how to scream to show that he was on his last legs.
Seeing his opponent lying on the ground after taking a heavy blow from his hammer, a trace of smugness appeared on Li Xionghe's face.
His earlier failure to finish his opponent off had left him somewhat humiliated and angry. With his cultivation at the Body Tempering Ninth Layer, he should have been able to take his opponent's life within five moves, but the speed-enhancing pill his opponent had taken earlier had been a real nuisance. Thus, he had brought out his trump card and unleashed a thunderous blow. Although it left his arm aching and swollen, it had all been worth it.
Watching his opponent from a distance, he bent his knees and leaped dozens of meters, landing right before Lin Fan and looking down at him. "Brat, remember this. Today is the day you die."
After knocking Lin Fan down, the anger in his heart had slowly begun to dissipate, but he was still furious. The force he had gone to such trouble to build had now been dismantled. Rebuilding it would probably take some time.
Most importantly, it would be difficult to explain this to the chief.
Most of the resources they plundered were offered to the chief, because the higher the chief's position in the sect, the more benefits they would receive.
The strong reigned supreme, and strength was everything. Apart from diligent cultivation, improving one's strength was also inseparable from money.
Pills, cultivation techniques, and everything else-which of them did not require money?
Lin Fan lay there, looking at him, and slowly spoke. "Brother, could you give me a chance? How about we negotiate?"
He had already made up his mind. As long as the man agreed to negotiate, he would absolutely take his life.
"Hmph, negotiate? You think you're worthy?" Li Xionghe eyed Lin Fan coldly, then slammed his spiked club into the ground, instantly creating a deep crater. "The moment you killed my men, your life was no longer yours."
Lin Fan blinked as he looked at the spiked club. That weapon was so damn overbearing. Looking back at his own nine-ring broadsword, it was clearly outdated. He absolutely had to get that spiked club.
But before that, he had to trick this fellow to his death.
At this point, Li Xionghe clearly had no intention of talking any further. He raised his spiked club, madness flashing in his eyes, ready to smash Lin Fan's head apart.
Seeing this, Lin Fan did not hesitate. He immediately hugged Li Xionghe's thigh and wailed, "Big brother, don't! Can't you give me another chance? Or listen to a story? Can you wait until I finish before killing me?"
After speaking, he immediately vomited blood wildly again.
In Li Xionghe's eyes, this fellow had reached the end of his rope. Even if he did not kill him, such severe injuries would only lead to death.
"Hmph, speak. What story?" Li Xionghe looked at Lin Fan with amusement, ready to torment him thoroughly.
Wiping away his tears, Lin Fan said, "Big brother, I have elders above me and children below me, and in between, a young wife I just married. Tell me, if I die, won't she be left a living widow?"
"Why are you telling me this?" Li Xionghe asked coldly.
"Is she really as you say?" Li Xionghe demanded sternly.
"Yes, yes. Only better, not worse," Lin Fan said.
"Good. Since you've brought it up, tell me where she is. Once I kill you with my own hands, I'll take her for you. Don't worry, I'll leave your corpse intact." Li Xionghe had already dropped his guard against Lin Fan.
He was very confident. After taking that blow from his hammer, surviving until now was already a miracle.
But just then, Li Xionghe's gaze changed. He saw something in the brat's hand, and he seemed to have pulled something out of it. He could not help asking in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Hugging Li Xionghe's thigh, Lin Fan looked both despairing and composed. "Nothing much. Just pulling the pin on a hand grenade, getting ready to give myself a send-off."
"A hand grenade? What's that?" Li Xionghe considered himself widely knowledgeable, but he had never heard of anything called a hand grenade.
Lin Fan hugged Li Xionghe's thigh tightly and began slowly analyzing it. "There are many types of hand grenades. Mine is a Huaxia Type 82-2 Oval Hand Grenade. Its main features are a simple structure, good cost-effectiveness, small size, and light weight. It contains a certain amount of TNT and can produce over 330 fragments, with a blast radius of around six meters. I've also modified it, hiding over two hundred small steel balls inside. Due to workmanship issues, the steel balls are 10 mm in diameter..."
Li Xionghe could not quite understand his muttering.
He then tried to kick the fellow away, but Lin Fan clung to his thigh with a death grip, and he could not shake him off.
"What are you talking about?" Li Xionghe demanded angrily.
Just then, Lin Fan silently raised his head, his face filled with regret, then shook his head. "It's too late."
"What's too late? What exactly are you talking about?" Seeing Lin Fan's expression, Li Xionghe suddenly had a bad feeling, but he had no idea what was going to happen.
At this point, Lin Fan sighed. "Forget it, I'll tell you the truth. This thing is actually what sent all your men flying into the heavens. Don't panic. Six seconds have already passed. You can't escape. I've made an estimate for you. With an explosion at close range, and below you at that, those legs of yours are done for, but..."
The more Li Xionghe listened, the more he felt something was wrong. But just as he was about to act...
Bang!
It was all too late.
Tremendous force erupted, instantly sending two figures skyward. They even seemed to have been torn apart.
Lin Fan was blown straight to pieces.
Hard Cultivation Points +10.
"Aah!"
Li Xionghe's cultivation had already reached the Body Tempering Ninth Layer. His flesh, bones, marrow, and internal organs were all incomparably tough, but against an explosion at such close range, no matter how tough they were, they could not withstand it.
A miserable scream rang out.
Looking at the bloody mess where his missing legs had been, he completely broke down.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Severely wounded, Li Xionghe spewed mouthful after mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale. The only reason he had survived was his profound cultivation.
"Damn it! You even had to harm me in death! I'll torture your wife to death!" Li Xionghe roared furiously, the rage in his heart erupting completely.
But in his current condition, he was on the verge of passing out.
Ten seconds later.
Lin Fan opened his eyes, then stood up and patted his forehead. Nothing seemed wrong. He felt great, and even his earlier injuries had healed.
Just then, he spotted Li Xionghe in the distance and immediately brightened. "Big, dark, and burly! Over here!"
Hearing that voice, Li Xionghe shifted his gaze. When he saw who it was, he was instantly dumbstruck.
"How could this be?"
Lin Fan came over to Li Xionghe and grinned foolishly. "Well? My hand grenade packed quite a punch, didn't it?"
"How can you possibly be unharmed?" Li Xionghe roared. He could not believe any of this.
Spotting the spiked club nearby, Lin Fan casually picked it up and hefted it in his hand. It felt pretty good, much handier than his old nine-ring broadsword. He looked at Li Xionghe and chuckled. "That's one question I won't answer. All right, off you go. I'll remember you."
"Oh, right. That wife I told you about earlier was actually just my imagination. I'm still a bachelor."
Pfft!
Rage surged into Li Xionghe's heart, and he violently spat out a mouthful of blood. He had never imagined he had actually been deceived. How could he have been so stupid?
Lin Fan wasted no more words. He raised the spiked club and brought it smashing down toward Li Xionghe.
"Die!"
"No..."
Points +90.
That felt good.
Everything in the world became beautiful.