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Chapter 568 - 569

Chapter 568: 569

"Yes, Brother, that’s exactly what we should do—cripple him. This guy keeps spouting off about being ’The Nearly Divine Tycoon,’ as if he doesn’t even consider you a challenge!"

Standing behind, Huitong immediately fanned the flames with his comments.

His brother was a Peak of Dark Energy powerhouse, and while Li Changlin was formidable, Huitong couldn’t believe that Li Changlin could be more powerful than his brother.

"You damned baldies, are you seeking death?" Li Changlin’s eyes narrowed. These two monks had none of the demeanor of true monks, spewing filth as soon as they opened their mouths, which deeply offended him.

Especially, that damned fellow even dared to defile Xi Yao; that was utterly unforgivable!

"Fuck, you’re the one who’s asking for death!" Hearing this, the monk in front suddenly turned even more sullen and shouted loudly, "You little shit, you dare to be arrogant in front of me? Believe it or not, I can kill you right here and now!"

This monk clearly wasn’t any ordinary type; he was more like a thug.

As he spoke, a cruel, cold smile spread across his face, and he even took a step forward, advancing aggressively towards Li Changlin.

"Dammit!" Li Changlin was truly angry, his face darkening immediately as he also took a step forward.

"Bring it on!" Seeing that Li Changlin dared to confront him, the monk was enveloped in a fierce and vicious aura. Suddenly, he lunged forward, instantly closing the distance to Li Changlin, then raised his fist, swinging it heavily towards Li Changlin’s head.

In an instant, a vicious surge of energy was generated out of nowhere, savagely biting at its target.

By this time, the monk had also realized that Li Changlin was no pushover.

Thus, the punch he threw was without restraint; in his heart, he had resolved to strike like thunder and completely disable his opponent, utterly crippling his combat capabilities.

"Brother, kill him!" In seeing the monk’s punch, Huitong behind him immediately erupted with excitement.

It was as if the monk’s action was guaranteed to smash Li Changlin’s head open.

In such a moment, he even seemed to hear Li Changlin’s pitiful screams, and his excitement grew even more intense.

Yesterday, Li Changlin had dealt with his men inside the car, and truth be told, Huitong was seriously resentful.

If only he had the abilities himself; he wasn’t a match for Li Changlin, and in the end, he could only manage to rescue his own brother.

If he had the skills of his brother, he would have taken Li Changlin down then and there, without needing to call upon his brother for help.

However, much to Huitong’s surprise,

Faced with the monk’s deadly move, Li Changlin showed not a hint of fear; he remained impressively calm.

Apart from a slightly grim expression, Li Changlin was utterly composed.

As the fist was about to reach his head, Li Changlin’s slightly squinted eyes suddenly snapped open, dazzling like lightning, inspiring an instinctive respect in anyone who saw.

And at that moment, Li Changlin finally made his move.

Typically, in a confrontation like this, if one person strikes forcefully, the other might choose to dodge or block, to protect themselves from the opponent’s attack.

But Li Changlin did not opt to do so.

In terms of strength, he had reached the Mid-phase Hua Realm Cultivation, while the monk was just at the Peak of Dark Energy.

In terms of power, having advanced to the Middle Threshold Stage, one hand alone could exert the force of five hundred jin, and with both hands, he could reach roughly a thousand jin.

Furthermore, after consuming eleven Ginseng Fruits, Li Changlin’s internal strength had increased by another eleven hundred jin.

With such capabilities, why would he consider the monk a threat?

So, an offensive move, huh? Alright then, let it be a contest of assault; let’s see who truly is the formidable one!

Compared to passive defense, active offense was what Li Changlin liked most.

In that moment, Li Changlin raised his hand to punch, aiming straight for the monk’s fist, and struck it forcefully.

As for this kind of degenerate from the Buddhist order, Li Changlin had not a shred of mercy.

Therefore, when he made his move, he used a force of eight hundred jin directly.

Although he saw Li Changlin’s fist coming, the monk felt very disdainful inside, thinking that Li Changlin was indeed as his junior brother had said, truly an arrogant fool!

He had made his move first and had already gathered the strength in his arm, swinging his fist with nearly four hundred jin of force.

Having cultivated his martial arts to the peak of Dark Energy, one’s strength could reach as much as five hundred jin.

But the monk was different; he practiced in the Tianshan mountains during the harsh summers and cold winters, and his internal strength was much more vigorous than that of ordinary people.

He had every reason to believe that this punch would definitely teach Li Changlin a severe lesson.

However, before he could even show his disdainful expression, their fists had already collided heavily together.

Immediately, the monk felt as if his fist had smashed into a block of steel, shocking him as if struck by lightning, while a crisp sound transmitted from the bones in his fist.

Ah!

A scream erupted frightfully from the monk’s mouth.

His face color changed drastically, and he immediately began retreating quickly backward.

Being no fool, the monk clearly felt that the bones in his hand had been shattered by the opponent’s fist; if he did not leave now, was he supposed to stay and be abused?

Go, go!

In the monk’s heart, a voice was screaming madly at this moment.

This man was simply not someone he could contend with, a Master of the Transformation Realm indeed!

At this moment, the monk was truly frightened; he felt as though he had hit an iron plate, and the person before him was simply not someone he could contend with!

"Brother, what’s wrong with you!" The monk’s scream caused Huitong’s face to change dramatically as well.

Watching his senior brother retreat quickly, Huitong shouted in horror while immediately turning around and dashing quickly toward the door.

"Think you can run? Can you?" Li Changlin sneered, then suddenly flicked his left hand, sending two broken chopsticks flying out.

Puh, puh twice.

The bodies of the monk and Huitong stiffened; then, their knees softened, and they collapsed at the doorway.

"Brother Changlin." At this time, Ye Xiyao had already raised her head, and upon seeing that Li Changlin had defeated the opponents, she immediately asked, "You didn’t kill them, did you?"

Li Changlin was momentarily startled, then turned his head to look at Ye Xiyao and saw her face filled with deep concern.

"No." He couldn’t help but laugh lightly; killing people was a crime, and although he was already considered an expert in Ancient Martial Arts, without real power, he probably wouldn’t be feared by others.

"That’s good, you must never kill." Receiving Li Changlin’s response, Ye Xiyao finally exhaled in relief.

She was indeed very worried just now; after all, murder required a life in return.

Although that Huitong had brought people with guns to rob, his crime did not warrant death.