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"Brothers, let's show this kid some color!"
A group of young men, their blood boiling, rolled up their sleeves and took a stance, advancing towards Lin Xiaotian with a fierce, wolf-like aura!
Among them were many students from the Martial Arts Academy. The allure of Dream Source extended beyond the Fourth Academy; among these Martial Arts Academy students were not only outstanding individuals but also upperclassmen!
With just Lin Xiaotian and Xing Shifang, it was unlikely they could handle this crowd.
The capable fighters surged to the front, while those who couldn't fight followed behind, shouting wildly. In any case, the group opposite them was coming on strong, intent on beating the two to a pulp.
"Tian Ge, don't be impulsive. There are too many of them, and some are level twenty students. We won't be able to handle this. I've already messaged Fatty and the others; they'll be here soon."
Even knowing they couldn't win, Xing Shifang didn't take a step back. After quietly saying this to Lin Xiaotian, he stepped forward as if to shield him from the impending blows.
"Here, drink this! If we get beaten to death, it's on me!"
Lin Xiaotian was also filled with rage at this moment. Ignoring his usual restraint, he randomly grabbed two bottles of stimulant-like drugs from the System store and downed them.
Well then, it seemed this fight was going to be brutal; Lin Xiaotian had even taken stimulants!
...
The situation changed rapidly. Just as the drug bottles hit the ground, the crowd surged forward, cursing loudly.
"Kill that kid!"
"Damn it! Hit him!"
Figures and fists surrounded Lin Xiaotian and Xing Shifang from all directions, quickly encircling them.
All the martial techniques they usually practiced were thrown aside as the group descended upon them like street thugs, throwing wild punches as if intent on beating them senseless.
In the crowd, Lin Xiaotian and Xing Shifang were also struggling. The range of their Martial Arts was continuously compressed, and they were being attacked from all directions without any blind spots.
Fists and legs came from who knows where, striking and kicking at Lin Xiaotian and Xing Shifang like a rainstorm.
Fortunately, everyone was busy fighting, and no one used too much force. The two only felt some pain in the areas they were hit, but it wasn't serious.
With an angry shout, Xing Shifang exerted all his strength to push back the people around him, yelling, "Tian Ge, we can't hold on any longer!"
Taking this opportunity, Lin Xiaotian quickly adopted the Tai Chi defensive stance. Anyone who entered the circle at his feet would be pushed away by his energy.
This allowed them to catch their breath for a moment. Now Lin Xiaotian felt a bit regretful; there were simply too many people. He had knocked down more than ten individuals, yet those behind continued to rush toward him!
"No way, Shifang, you run! I'll hold them off!"
Seeing Xing Shifang getting hurt repeatedly, Lin Xiaotian felt a deep sense of regret. He swung his arm vigorously, and his Inner Qi surged out like a rushing river, pushing back the crowd.
"Are you looking down on us? Tian Ge!"
Breathing heavily with his head lowered, Xing Shifang not only did not retreat but instead roared as he charged into the crowd!
With a flying kick that sent a blocking opponent flying, Xing Shifang was like a lion pouncing into a flock of sheep, striking at vital points without holding back this time!
"Hahaha!"
Watching the people around him fall and groan on the ground, Lin Xiaotian gasped for breath. He casually grabbed the face of an approaching person and threw him away like tossing a sandbag!
Bang!
"Ah! My leg! My leg is broken!"
The person rushing in was not a powerful warrior, just someone wanting to join the chaos. Unexpectedly, they happened to collide with Lin Xiaotian, who unleashed his energy and sent them crashing down, severely injured.
This scream acted like a catalyst, further enraging the crowd across from them. Seeing over twenty people getting beaten and the two still fighting was a tremendous humiliation for the warriors!
"Stop just watching! Brothers, let's take action and kill this guy! The goddess is ours!"
It was unclear who shouted, but the people on the other side turned bloodshot with rage, roaring as they charged at Lin Xiaotian again. No one could maintain their rationality anymore.
This wave of attacks was filled with a violent momentum, even carrying a hint of murderous intent. Lin Xiaotian could clearly feel their punches hitting harder and their energy becoming more ferocious.
Whether they were at level ten or twenty, everyone exerted their full strength to strike!
No, this was no longer just a brawl; it was subtly transforming into a deadly fight. The injuries everyone sustained were becoming increasingly severe, and the situation was spiraling out of control!
Finally, a situation arose that Lin Xiaotian could not bear.
"Ah!"
With Xing Shifang's scream, he clutched his thigh and fell to the ground.
"Shifang!"
Lin Xiaotian only saw Xing Shifang down on the ground before he was immediately surrounded by the rushing crowd. It was as if they had found an outlet for their pent-up frustration, and they all began to attack Xing Shifang.
"Go to hell! Just die already!"
Rationality had completely vanished from Lin Xiaotian's mind. He swung his arm to knock away anyone blocking his path and raised his arm high, holding the Destruction Nest Bracelet.
Buzz buzz buzz!
A strange flapping sound echoed, sending chills down people's spines. They saw a black light emanating from Lin Xiaotian's wrist, resembling a black hole that could absorb one's soul.
Soon, countless black insects flew out of the black hole, pouring out in a continuous stream, twisting into strands like ropes and swirling around!
Those who witnessed this scene were momentarily stunned. Gradually, they regained their senses and caught a whiff of death in the air.
Some quietly began to retreat, dragging their heavy bodies backward, but most were still driven by the blood boiling within them, crazily charging toward Xing Shifang!
In the blink of an eye, the black Destruction Nest had obscured the sky. The last insect, the size of a calf, crawled out of the black hole and lay before Lin Xiaotian, roaring at the crowd in front of it.
The hissing sound of the insects resembled a song of death.
"Edible, kill for me!"
Lin Xiaotian's eyes had turned completely red, filled with rage. Blood vessels crawled like vines across his sclera, leaving only fury in his gaze.
Buzz!
The swarm of flying insects surrounded Lin Xiaotian's head like dark clouds, dense enough to block out the sunlight.
In the shadows, Lin Xiaotian appeared as a demon from hell, baring his teeth as he walked toward Xing Shifang!
One step!
The swarm condensed into a massive black rope, sweeping away everyone around him!
Another step!
The swarm spread out and coiled together, forming Lin Xiaotian's absolute domain. Everyone was knocked back by the force of the insects, leaving only Lin Xiaotian and Xing Shifang on the scene.
On the ground, Xing Shifang was holding his head, his body twitching in pain, with a large pool of blood beneath him.
Lin Xiaotian saw various knife wounds on him, not knowing which bastard had used a weapon to inflict such harm.
"Damn you!"
The veins on Lin Xiaotian's forehead bulged. The insects around him sensed their master's fury and charged toward the crowd, carrying the scent of death!
Lin Xiaotian jumped to Xing Shifang's side, hurriedly pulling out various pills from his backpack and stuffing them into Xing Shifang's mouth. "Shifang, Shifang, don't move. You have to hold on!"
Xing Shifang's face was pale, his lips devoid of color. Even so, he struggled to smile and said, "Tian Ge, I'm fine. Just... a bit painful..."
Blood continued to flow uncontrollably, and the pool of blood on the ground grew larger.
"It's okay, Shifang. It's okay. Don't talk."
Holding Xing Shifang, Lin Xiaotian hurriedly applied hemostatic medicine to stop the bleeding.
Although there were many wounds and a significant amount of blood loss, it wasn't as severe as Lin Xiaotian had imagined. Xing Shifang was not in life-threatening danger; he was just losing too much blood. The physique of a martial artist was still quite resilient and wouldn't easily succumb to death.
However, all of this had opened the door to slaughter in Lin Xiaotian's heart. He seemed to return to the battlefield of Little Cloud Star, witnessing the tragic deaths of his classmates.
This was no longer just a brawl; it was Lin Xiaotian's battlefield of slaughter!
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