NOVEL NEXT Chapter 77: Come On, Hit Me Harder!
Feng Fan felt an intense surge of spiritual qi crashing against his chest, but he had already begun circulating his cultivation technique before Xiao Xiaobo's punch landed.
A brief moment of sharp pain radiated through his chest, followed by a soothing warmth as his technique absorbed the rampaging qi within his body.
He could sense both his physical strength and qi cultivation improving slightly from the influx of energy.
The sheer force of Xiao Xiaobo's punch sent Feng Fan flying several meters from where he stood. His body slammed into the window, shattering the glass, before rolling a few more meters outside the bar and finally coming to a stop.
Tan Wei and Bai Tao shot to their feet, their eyes narrowing as they glared at Xiao Xiaobo. Explore stories at empire
Even though Feng Fan had a knack for stirring up trouble, he was still their brother—and loyalty demanded they stand by his side.
But before they could act, Feng Fan was already on his feet, brushing himself off as if nothing had happened. A wide grin spread across his face as he fixed his gaze on Xiao Xiaobo.
"Hahaha! Is that all you've got? Not only do you sound like a little girl, but you punch like one too!"
The entire bar fell silent, eyes widening in disbelief.
A Qi Gathering realm cultivator had just taken a full-force punch from a Foundation Establishment cultivator and stood there mocking him as if it were nothing.
Even though Xiao Xiaobo hadn't used a technique and had only relied on raw qi, the impact of his punch should have been enough to incapacitate Feng Fan for days, if not weeks.
Yet there he was, laughing in his face like it was a mere tickle.
"You… You're asking for it!" Xiao Xiaobo growled, his face dark with anger as he leaped through the broken window to confront Feng Fan directly.
Hearing his words, Feng Fan's smile widened. 'I'm indeed asking for it. Come!'
The moment the two were outside, half the bar patrons rushed after them, eager to witness the unfolding showdown.
In any world, a fight and gossip were irresistible to a crowd. Add in the effects of alcohol, and it was no surprise that the onlookers were practically tripping over themselves to get a better view.
Tan Wei and Bai Tao were among the first to reach the scene, ready to intervene at a moment's notice.
'I'm going to smash his head!' Xiao Xiaobo fumed internally as he launched himself forward, his legs propelling him with explosive force.
His right arm, brimming with spiritual qi, surged toward Feng Fan's head like a hammer.
But Feng Fan, who had already heard Xiao Xiaobo's thoughts, raised both arms to shield himself before the attack even landed.
The devastating punch slammed into Feng Fan's forearms, sending a torrent of spiritual qi crashing into his body.
This time, however, Feng Fan held his ground better. While he was forced to take four steps back, he wasn't sent flying as before.
A familiar sensation washed over him as his cultivation advanced slightly.
'Not bad, really not bad. This is even faster than cultivating with low-grade qi stones!' he thought, his lips curling into a grin.
"It's a little better, but still too weak!" Feng Fan taunted, a confident smirk playing on his lips.
"Hmph! Let's see how you handle this, you arrogant prick!" Xiao Xiaobo roared, his eyes burning with fury.
"Divine Bull Punch!" he shouted, surging forward with explosive momentum.
Behind him, a massive illusory bull materialized, its powerful form mirroring his movements. The air around him rippled with spiritual qi as he advanced.
The punch was aimed directly at Feng Fan's abdomen.
Despite his anger, Xiao Xiaobo wasn't completely reckless. He knew the sect's rules. Killing a disciple in front of so many witnesses would undoubtedly lead to his expulsion, if not worse.
While fighting was allowed within the sect, crippling or killing another disciple was a serious offense, punishable by expulsion and the destruction of one's cultivation foundation.
Xiao Xiaobo intended to teach Feng Fan a lesson, not risk his future.
Feng Fan channeled spiritual qi into his fist and countered, aiming directly at Xiao Xiaobo's incoming punch.
The moment their fists collided, a shockwave rippled through the air, and blood erupted from Feng Fan's arm
The crowd gasped, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
"This kid's insane! Using his bare arm to counter a full-powered punch from a Foundation Establishment cultivator? He must have a death wish!" someone exclaimed.
Feng Fan's arm was in a devastating state. Blood vessels ruptured, and multiple bones were dislocated from the force of the impact.
The momentum from Xiao Xiaobo's attack didn't stop there.
Feng Fan was launched backward, skidding across the ground and stopping just short of colliding with the onlookers.
He stood there for a moment with his arm battered and bloodied, but contrary to the crowd's expectations, his face radiated pure happiness!
For a few seconds, Feng Fan remained still, circulating his cultivation technique with wild intensity to heal his mangled arm. The rampaging qi within it was quickly absorbed and redirected, fueling his cultivation's steady improvement.
Using his uninjured arm, he began to reset the dislocated bones in his broken right arm slowly. Instead of feeling pain, a soothing sensation spread throughout his body.
As his ruptured blood vessels sealed themselves, aided by his remarkable regenerative abilities and cultivation technique, the crowd could hardly believe their eyes.
Xiao Xiaobo and the onlookers watched in stunned silence, their disbelief turning into horror.
What unnerved them most wasn't his resilience.
It was the eerie smile plastered across his face the entire time.
"This guy's insane!" someone murmured.
"He has to be a masochist!" another whispered, trembling.
Feng Fan flexed his partially healed arm as if testing its strength. He turned his gaze back to Xiao Xiaobo, his smile widening.
"Are you done already? That barely tickled!" he taunted, his voice dripping with challenge. "Come on, hit me harder!"