Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 786 - 388: Can You Withstand This Punch with Twenty Years of Cultivation?_1

Chapter 786: Chapter 388: Can You Withstand This Punch with Twenty Years of Cultivation?_1

Thud!

Bai Ci crashed to the ground, shards of broken tiles scattering all over him!

"What just happened?"

Bai Ci was a bit stunned. How could the opponent’s physical condition be so formidable?

He knew how fast his kick was, yet the opponent was even faster!

Scary!

"That’s it?"

Lin Baici didn’t pursue his advantage; instead, he gestured with his fingers for Bai Ci to come at him again.

"Ah!"

Bai Ci was infuriated. How dare this human mock him?

He slapped the ground with both hands, powered up from his waist, and sprang up before rushing toward Lin Baici—this time with even more ferocious momentum, his legs spinning like windmill blades, continuously sweeping towards Lin Baici.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Bai Ci’s long legs whipped up gusts of wind as he spun like a raging top, unstoppable in his assault.

Die!

Lin Baici didn’t move because Muscle Buddha appeared, swatting at Bai Ci with a large palm as if slapping at a fly, striking Bai Ci’s body.

Slap!

Bai Ci was sent flying, tumbling across the floor until he hit the corner of the wall and stopped.

Bai Ci looked up at the towering and formidable Muscle Buddha, his mouth twitching with pain and shock.

What is this thing?

"You’re cheating!"

Bai Ci spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Sorry, it’s a habit!"

Lin Baici snapped his fingers, and Muscle Buddha brought its hands together in prayer, vanishing on the spot: "Come on!"

Bai Ci charged at him once again, only rushing at Lin Baici after confirming that the Muscle Buddha hadn’t reappeared. He twisted his waist and swung his legs, sweeping across Lin Baici’s temple.

"Gotcha!"

Bai Ci sneered. Just as his right leg swept towards Lin Baici, Lin Baici’s right hand had already reached behind his waist, pulling out the Paramour Pliers from his belt, then came a crushing blow!

Bang!

The right hand, amplified by the Gloves of the Colossus Strength, clenched the metal pliers and smashed down on Bai Ci’s foot.

Bai Ci’s sneer instantly turned into a mask of agony, a scream escaping his lips!

Ah!

Bai Ci staggered, limping as he hurriedly retreated.

Hiss!

That hurt!

Bai Ci gritted his teeth, glaring at Lin Baici. He sighed with relief when he saw that Lin Baici didn’t pursue the attack.

"You cheated again!"

Bai Ci moved his toes around, spewing blood in frustration.

"Oh? Am I not supposed to use weapons?"

Lin Baici chuckled and reattached the Paramour Pliers to his belt: "Sorry, sorry!"

This pair of pliers not only increases one’s physique but also attracts the favorable attention of married women and mature ladies. Its effects can be activated just by carrying it, not necessarily by holding it in hand.

Very convenient.

Bai Ci’s lips quivered, feeling that something was amiss but unable to pinpoint what it was.

You could say that this human was crafty, but it was also true that Bai Ci hadn’t explicitly said no weapons were allowed. Moreover, the human had stopped using the weapon right after Bai Ci’s complaint.

"Xiba!"

Bai Ci was super annoyed but, having suffered twice already, he didn’t dare to initiate another attack. So, he mimicked Lin Baici, beckoning with his finger: "Come over here, why don’t you!"

Lin Baici shrugged his shoulders and charged with a murderous aura, emanating an overwhelming sense of pressure because of his towering size.

"Xiba!"

Bai Ci cursed, instinctively raising both hands in a vertical defensive gesture.

"..."

Lin Baici had intended to open with a lightning-fast attack to seize the initiative, but Bai Ci had directly gone on the defense.

Who else but you to hit?

Divine Grace Activation, Drunken Fairy Fist!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lin Baici’s straight punches landed solidly on Bai Ci’s arms.

This Divine Grace, even when blocked, would still take its toll directly on the body.

Bai Ci was a trained fighter, and after taking a few punches, he immediately felt uncomfortable. With a loud roar, he shifted from defense to offense, pouncing on Lin Baici and unleashing a punch!

He wanted to exchange blows.

Lin Baici definitely did not wait, Lightning Fast!

Swish!

Through Lin Baici’s eyes, Bai Ci’s movements suddenly slowed, his fist dodged that of his opponent’s, grazing past Bai Ci’s arm and slamming into his face.

Bang!

Bai Ci was sent flying, smashing into a urinal, shattering it to pieces.

"Are you the best fighter among the vegetable-head people?"

If that was the case, Lin Baici felt reassured.

Bai Ci’s mouth moved twice, truly embarrassed to speak.

After all, having been beaten to this state, if he admitted he was the strongest, wouldn’t that mean all the vegetable-head people were rubbish?

How embarrassing!

And what was with this human’s punches?

Bai Ci’s head spun, so he bit into his wrist.

Drip! Drip!

Blood flowed out, splattering on the floor and spreading out.

The effects of the drunken state disappeared immediately!

This was an inherent racial talent of the vegetable-head people, who could use bloodletting to treat certain physical symptoms and even regrow limbs after a period of time.

Vegetable-head people are essentially half flesh, half plant life forms, with the plant part being the majority.

Lin Baici looked at Bai Ci’s right hand, raising an eyebrow: "Why aren’t you talking? Got punched silly?"

Bai Ci stood up, gritting his teeth, staring intently at Lin Baici, and suddenly swung his fist at the urinal next to him.

Bang!

The urinal instantly shattered into powder, which fell to the floor with a swish.

"Can you withstand this punch, packed with twenty years of cultivation?"

Bai Ci snorted coldly.

"Does your hand hurt?"

Lin Baici was curious.

"..."

Cai Wen almost choked to death on Lin Baici’s question. You’ve completely missed the point!

Witness the power of my punch!

"There are probably more people outside the bathroom, right? Do you want to call them in?" Lin Baici spread his hands: "You alone really aren’t enough for me to fight!"

Lin Baici was actually goading Cai Wen, realizing that this guy was someone who cared about his reputation.

Having asked himself, he was unlikely to call others now.

"Xiba, go to hell!"

Cai Wen rushed at Lin Baici.

Behold my killer move!

Winter Long Fist!

White frost started to emit from Cai Wen’s arms, which also began to ice over with crackling sounds.

This was Cai Wen’s boxing technique. Anyone hit by it would suffer frostbite on the impacted area, with impeded blood flow, rigid limbs, and in severe cases, necrosis requiring amputation.

In short, this boxing technique had a flash-freezing effect; if it hit enough times, the target would freeze to death and become an ice sculpture.

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

Cai Wen swung his long fists, calming down as his icy eyes stared at Lin Baici.

Steady and solid!

Seek not for success, but for no fault.

Lin Baici dodged the fist but couldn’t avoid the white frost mist emitted by Cai Wen’s arms, which grazed his face and seeped into his skin.

Crack! Crack!

The exposed skin of Lin Baici, like frost-patterned window glass in the dead of winter, began to show frost and the patterns gradually spread.

"Interesting!"

Lin Baici counterattacked.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With each collision of their punches, Lin Baici’s fingers iced over, forming a layer of frost that shattered upon impact, the fragments falling to the ground.

Lin Baici went all out with a powerful hit!

Bang!

The two exchanged punches, each stepping back.

Lin Baici looked at his somewhat frozen hands and then touched the small icicles on his face and neck.

"Haha, how does it feel?"

Cai Wen was smug and laughed arrogantly.

Finally regaining the upper hand and advantage!

"Baldy Cai Wen, truly formidable!"

Lin Baici laughed heartily, shook his hands, and then assumed a boxer’s starting stance: "Bring it on!"

It’s a pity that if he could gain this boxing technique after killing this guy.

It’d be like carrying a portable fridge.

In the future, just punch and your cola becomes chilled!

"It’s Guāngzhōu, not baldy!"

Agitated, Cai Wen corrected Lin Baici’s pronunciation and attacked again.

...

Outside the bathroom, the lackeys listened intently.

"Wonder how the fight’s going?"

"The boss seemed to be at a disadvantage at first, but now it seems he’s stabilized?"

"Nonsense, who can withstand our boss’s Winter Long Fist? They’ll become ice sculptures!"

"Exactly, don’t worry. Just wait to cheer ’666’!"

The lackeys weren’t panicking at all; after all, Cai Wen truly knew how to fight, and today there was only one human!

Usually, Boss Cai Wen would fight ten at a time!

It wasn’t worth it for him to lift a finger for any less.

...

Faced with Cai Wen, who again attacked with his frosty punches, Lin Baici didn’t choose to counter-attack directly to avoid getting frozen. He moved his feet back and forth, activating his Climbing Boots.

King of Dogs’ sliding step, dodging stance!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

"Xiba, so lucky!"

Cai Wen was frustrated. His punches had nearly landed, but Lin Baici always managed to dodge them narrowly.

One punch! Two punches! Three punches!

Cai Wen, once composed, suddenly became flustered.

The human might dodge once, which could be considered luck, but this continuous dodging, what was it?

Even dog luck wouldn’t stretch that far consecutively, right?

After missing twelve consecutive punches, the problem was not just exhaustion, but also the irritation and frustration building up mentally.

It was like playing a shooting game where you’ve gained the initiative and started ambushing, the opponent doesn’t return fire, but after emptying your magazine, not a single shot hits.

Outrageous!

Cai Wen, in a fit of rage, unleashed a full-power punch aiming for Lin Baici’s head!

Hit me!

Whoosh!

Lin Baici once again dodged and then grabbed Cai Wen’s wrist with his left hand, charged forward, dropping low, his right elbow viciously striking Cai Wen’s ribs, then turned, executed a giant windmill over-the-shoulder throw, and slammed him onto the floor.

Bang!

The tiles on the floor shattered, and stone dust billowed.

Lin Baici, taking advantage of the situation, twisted Cai Wen’s arm while turning to face him, his knee pressing against Cai Wen’s chest, and his right hand brutally pounding Cai Wen’s face with three punches!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Cai Wen’s nose was smashed flat, the bridge broken, and blood spurted from his nostrils and mouth like a fountain.

If this had been a human, they would be dead from a crushed skull, but Cai Wen still had the strength to counterattack, so Lin Baici twisted hard.

Crack!

Cai Wen’s arm was twisted broken.

"If you don’t want to suffer, just lie down quietly!"

Lin Baici rebuked.

Cai Wen, through his blood-blurred eyes, looked at Lin Baici’s fist,

and gave up struggling.

"That’s more like it, Brother Cai Wen!"

Lin Baici reached for Cai Wen’s neck from behind and then pulled with force.

Rip!

Cai Wen’s human skin was torn off, and then Lin Baici was momentarily stunned.

"Hm?"

Lin Baici looked at Cai Wen’s bald head: "Where are the green leaves on your head?"

Could it be that he had been fighting the wrong person?