C5 Fight Lin Fan

"Come on, you piece of trash, let's fight!"

With Lin Huan backing him, Lin Fan was certainly not about to part with his precious fasting pills.

After all, he had managed to save only three of them in his storage bag.

Lin Xi laughed with glee, a satisfied grin spreading across his face.

"What's the rush? Are you eager to be reborn? I haven't even asked you how many fasting pills you've got!"

Lin Fan's lips twitched with rage, and he growled through clenched teeth:

"Three!"

Lin Xi nodded, then turned his gaze to Lin Huan with a sly look.

"And what about you, Third Young Master?"

With a cold sneer, Lin Huan shook his storage bag at his waist and held it up:

"The Third Young Master here may lack many things, but fasting pills aren't one of them. I've got fifty in here. If you've got the skills, they're yours to win!"

The Lin family disciples murmured among themselves, their voices tinged with envy and jealousy.

Fifty pills! Just how wealthy was the Third Young Master? To save just one fasting pill, we'd have to subsist on plain meals for at least ten days!

Lin Xi gave a thumbs-up, looking like a man who had never seen such riches before, his mouth practically watering.

"Third Young Master, you've really got the goods! Alright then, I'll reluctantly accept these fifty-three fasting pills. Now, who will act as the witness? Let's secure these fifty-three fasting pills first. I wouldn't want anyone to deny their loss after the fact, hehe..."

"You... trash!"

Lin Huan bellowed, barely containing his urge to lash out.

Lin Fan retorted sharply:

"Are you questioning our integrity? Is this how you insult me and the Third Young Master?"

Lin Xi chuckled, giving Lin Fan and Lin Huan a peculiar look.

"Integrity? You... Do you even possess such a thing? That's news to me."

As Lin Huan and Lin Fan were on the verge of an outburst, a tall and robust figure stepped between Lin Xi and the two brothers.

He stretched out his hand and snatched the storage bags from Lin Huan and Lin Fan.

"Enough with the chatter! Are we fighting or not? If so, I'll be the witness. Let's get on with it—I'm itching to see some action!"

The disciples all looked on with bated breath.

"It's Young Master Lin Bei. Isn't he the one who usually keeps to himself? The renowned martial arts enthusiast is now eager to see a fight and even willing to officiate?"

Lin Huan, with a grim expression, turned to Lin Bei and asked in a low, challenging tone.

"Little Bei, what's the meaning of this?"

Lin Bei scoffed with contempt:

"Not only can he not be trusted, but I can't trust you either! Come on, fight. You're hesitating like a woman. Are you even a Warrior?"

Whoa!

His words struck a chord, and the disciples, including Lin Dong who hadn't yet left, found his bluntness unbearable.

Lin Bei, born to the third branch of the Lin family's patriarch, was a natural martial arts fanatic, devoted entirely to the pursuit of martial arts and indifferent to everything else.

In fact, Lin Bei was the only member of the Lin family who had no interest in tormenting Lin Xi.

Lin Huan was fuming to the point his hair seemed to stand on end.

"Wait..."

Lin Bei came to an abrupt halt, fixing Lin Xi with a steely gaze.

"Are you acting like a woman too?"

For the first time, Lin Xi showed a genuine smile, rubbing his nose sheepishly:

"Can we strike a deal? I haven't had breakfast yet. Fighting on an empty stomach doesn't bode well for winning, does it?"

He pulled out a bundle of banknotes.

"This was saved by my father, Chef Lin, for my future wife's dowry. My sister wouldn't dream of wasting a penny, but I've sneaked it out. Can ten thousand taels of silver get me a few fasting pills? I'll have a couple of bites, get energized, and put on a good show, right?"

Lin Bei studied Lin Xi for a moment, then suddenly produced a handful of fasting pills from his storage bag.

"Eat up. You promised a good show!"

He shoved the pills into Lin Xi's hands and walked away without a second glance at the banknotes.

Lin Xi was left feeling awkward, a whirlwind of emotions stirring within him.

He pocketed the banknotes and popped a fasting pill into his mouth, stashing the rest in his shirt's inner pocket.

Chewing thoughtfully, he swaggered towards the stage.

"Come at me if you dare, you lackey! Today, I'll unleash my Bull Head Horse Face Fist so fiercely, even your mother won't recognize you. Believe it?"

Roar!

The fiery passion of the Lin family disciples was instantly kindled.

"This underdog really has the guts to take on the challenge. But can he handle the power of the fasting pill? If he can't, once it fully kicks in, it might just be the end of him!"

"Why fuss over it? Something tells me this trash is different today; there's bound to be a spectacle. Let's get closer to the stage for a better view!"

"Damn... This loser must have picked today on purpose, aiming for a glorious death. Why else would he dare to pick a fight with a Peak Initial Stage Warrior?"

Lin Huan grabbed Lin Fan and whispered fiercely:

"Make sure your blows are heavy. If you accidentally kill him, who's going to cause you trouble?"

Lin Fan nodded, his silhouette flickering like falling petals, swiftly surpassing Lin Xi and landing on the stage. He pointed at Lin Xi:

"You pathetic trash, you're here to die! My fists are on fire!"

Lin Xi looked up leisurely, strolling with a swagger and occasionally burping. He stopped and started, nearly driving Lin Fan mad with frustration.

"Big lackey, you're so eager to experience my Bull Demon King Fist? Fine, but later, no conceding. Whoever gives up is a son of a bitch, got it?"

Lin Fan bellowed, his arms waving furiously.

"Fine, just make sure you don't concede either. Let's have witnesses. Whoever gives up first is the son of a bitch!"

The disciples shivered with excitement.

Was this the beginning of a deadly showdown?

In regular sparring, who would dare to strike with lethal intent?

But now, they were about to witness a fight to the death.

Damn... If I don't give up, does that mean I can keep going?

If I keep going, does that mean someone could get killed?

Ah, my blood is pumping!

At that moment, Lin Xi, feeling the overwhelming energy within him, continued his deliberate pace, advancing and retreating. Lin Fan's eyes reddened with rage, itching to drag Lin Xi onto the stage and pummel him to death.

The night before, Lin Xi had devoured Ke'er's leftover provisions, including over ten kilograms of dried meat he had been saving for six months, swallowing it whole.

Yet, even with such a feast, he hadn't managed to summon the strength of two, let alone three, pythons as he had hoped.

When another drop of Green Dew fell, it surprisingly didn't produce the strength of a python as it had the first time.

This led him to speculate that as his own physical strength improved, the power boost from each drop of Green Dew would diminish.

He even wondered if three or four drops would be sufficient to awaken the strength of a third python and reach the early stages of the Realm of Might.

At present, the strength he had gained from consuming the dried meat didn't even amount to that of one python.

In essence, he possessed less than the strength of two pythons.

With such strength, lacking any movement techniques, he stood no chance of defeating Lin Fan.

Hence, he resorted to all sorts of schemes and deception, hoping to secure one or two fasting pills in advance. By consuming them, he could surpass the strength of two pythons, or even reach that of three, giving him a fighting chance against Lin Fan.

Otherwise, he might as well wait to crawl through a dog hole!

And even that opportunity might elude him.

Lin Huan and Lin Fan would certainly not allow him the option to concede. It was highly probable they would simply beat him to death on the stage.

So, he sauntered with a casual gait, feigning indifference, all to buy himself time to assimilate the Green Dew and break through to the strength of two pythons.

Inside his sea of consciousness, the purple light on the eave to the lower left was flashing more effectively than either drinking water or consuming demon beast meat.

A drop of Green Dew was forming, soon to fall perfectly and penetrate his skull.

Boom!

A surge of potent energy coursed through his body, causing him to stagger without even trying to move deliberately.

The strength of two pythons!

He clenched his fists tightly, pausing on the steps leading to the martial arts platform.

Lin Fan, meanwhile, was swearing loudly, unable to wait any longer.

"Trash, you're worthless. What does it matter if you've eaten your fill? You'll still be beaten mercilessly by me in no time. Just a reminder, don't you dare surrender later. Only cowards surrender, hahaha!"

Lin Chang and the other cronies, along with family members and servants who had habitually tormented Lin Xi, certainly didn't wish to witness his turnaround. Seeing Lin Xi hesitating and stalling, they assumed he was scared and continued to hurl insults and cheer on Lin Fan.

"Lin Fan, you must beat this trash to a pulp, or you'll disgrace the title of Warrior!"

Lin Xi ignored the taunts and popped another pill into his mouth...

No!

He took three fasting pills!

He then ascended the stairs with a mocking smile, taking his time.

"All of you are just waiting to see me embarrass myself, aren't you? Just wait, I'll turn that big dog into a whimpering pup. What does that make you? The lowest of the low, the worst of the worst?"

Lin Xi's legs shook as a surge of powerful energy began to flow through him, making him appear genuinely terrified.

"Hahaha! See that? His legs are shaking like jelly. Is he about to soil himself? He's terrified, yet still trying to act tough. But you know what? If he can keep from losing it and still talk big, he's got some real guts!"

A drop of Green Dew quickly formed and fell, sending a violent rush of energy through his limbs and bones. Despite feeling dizzy, Lin Xi now had the confidence to take on Lin Fan.

Just as I thought!

One fasting pill was enough to push me past the strength of two pythons, but it wasn't quite enough.

But these three fasting pills might not be enough to awaken the strength of three pythons!

At that moment, the Green Dew that had just fallen only increased his python strength by less than a third.

The purple light on the eaves continued to shimmer, gathering more Green Dew, but it seemed to lack the energy to fully form.

Lin Xi inwardly clenched his teeth.

To summon the strength of the ninth python, who knows how many fasting pills or how much demon beast meat I would need?

Boom!

Finally setting foot on the martial arts stage, Lin Xi, still feeling lightheaded, faced the menacing Lin Fan and tossed all the fasting pills he had into his mouth.

This move astonished all the onlooking disciples.

"Damn, does he even need to fight? He's going to burst! He just squandered all those fasting pills Young Master Bei gave him!"

Upon witnessing this, Lin Fan burst into laughter, caught off guard by the spectacle.

"Lin Xi, you piece of trash, is that how you eat fasting pills? Are you trying to die a gluttonous death? I'm going to enjoy watching you explode from those pills, no need for a fight! Hahaha!"

The energy within Lin Xi roared and surged like a tempest.

Staggering forward, Lin Xi approached Lin Fan, who seemed on the verge of bursting due to the effects of the fasting pills, as large beads of sweat cascaded down his face.

Amidst the astonished stares of the onlookers, Lin Xi let out a thunderous roar and lunged.

"Roar! Not fighting back? You think you're too pretty for this? You overgrown lackey, prepare to meet your end!"