Chapter 282: How Can You Be So Strong!
"So, it was you!"
At these words, Fang Cheng flew into a rage and bellowed, "Men! Get in here and chop him to pieces!"
The guards at the doorway immediately charged in, brandishing their weapons as they rushed toward Lin Mu.
"Just a bunch of trash."
Lin Mu smiled slightly, then lightly stamped his foot on the ground.
CRACK!
A terrifying power emanated from Lin Mu, and the ground where his foot landed split open. At the same time, the charging guards slammed into what felt like an invisible wall of qi and were sent flying backward.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The guards cried out as they crashed to the floor, writhing in agony.
Lin Mu took a step forward and kicked a guard square in the chest. The guard spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and skidded across the ground, dying tragically.
With a single move, he had killed a man.
The expressions of the remaining guards changed, a hint of fear creeping into their eyes.
"What are you standing around for? Get him!" Fang Cheng roared. The dazed guards gritted their teeth and charged at Lin Mu again.
"You think this garbage can stop me from annihilating the Fang Family? A futile effort," Lin Mu said, shaking his head as a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
SWOOSH!
Lin Mu vanished, darting through the crowd.
He threw a punch.
He delivered a palm strike.
He launched a kick.
Any guard who dared to block his path was slaughtered and fell dead to the floor. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses littered the hall. Blood pooled on the ground, creating a frightening scene.
This time, it wasn’t just the guards; even Fang Cheng looked at Lin Mu with dread.
This man’s killing intent is terrifying! His attacks are merciless and brutally efficient!
What shocked him most was Lin Mu’s demeanor as he killed. He was as indifferent as if he were crushing ants, completely unmoved. He had a total disregard for life.
"Audacious wretch, cease your rampage!" a thunderous shout rang out. A figure slowly stepped forward, blocking Lin Mu’s path.
It was Mr. Xiao.
Fang Cheng was overjoyed. He pointed at Lin Mu and yelled, "Mr. Xiao, kill him!"
With his hands behind his back, Mr. Xiao looked at Lin Mu with disdain. "Who would have thought a mere corporate lackey could be a Martial Artist? No wonder he dares to threaten the extermination of the Fang Family."
Although many had died at Lin Mu’s hands, Mr. Xiao didn’t believe he was all that strong. Any Martial Artist could have done the same. In his eyes, Lin Mu was at the very bottom rung of the ladder.
"You’re so young, yet your heart is so heavy with killing intent. It seems your elders taught you the Martial Way but failed to teach you martial morality!" Mr. Xiao said with a cold expression. "Since that’s the case, I shall act in their stead today and teach you how to conduct yourself!"
Lin Mu’s eyes narrowed. "You’ll teach me? Are you even worthy?"
Mr. Xiao’s expression shifted, and a glint of murder appeared in his eyes. "Big talk for someone with so little skill!"
He had now resolved to kill Lin Mu.
"Mr. Xiao, kill him now!" Fang Cheng glared at Lin Mu with pure hatred, grinding his teeth. "I want him torn to pieces to avenge my son!"
"Hahaha, rest assured, Mr. Fang," Mr. Xiao laughed heartily. "Even if you hadn’t asked, I would kill this blight on the Martial Arts World myself!"
As he spoke, Mr. Xiao walked toward Lin Mu, his aura swelling with each step. His blood energy surged like a fierce inferno.
"Boy, if you cripple your own meridians, kneel to Mr. Fang, confess your crimes, and beg for forgiveness, I might be in a good enough mood to leave you an intact corpse," Mr. Xiao said with a cold smirk, as if this were the greatest mercy he could offer.
Fang Cheng’s eyes lit up, and he quickly added, "Lin Mu, get on your knees and apologize right now! Cripple your own limbs and admit you destroyed the Wanta Group, and I can guarantee your family won’t be harmed! Otherwise, not only will you die today, but your family and friends will pay a terrible price for your crimes!"
"Heh." Lin Mu’s eyes narrowed into slits as he spoke with chilling indifference. "I don’t respond to threats. I’m not afraid of them."
"If someone dares to threaten me, I simply kill them."
As his words fell, Lin Mu took a step forward.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
As his foot landed, fissures spread across the floor and throughout the entire hall.
"Since you’ve chosen the hard way, then die!" Mr. Xiao bellowed, thrusting his hands forward. A violent wave of heat howled toward Lin Mu. "Fire Cloud Palm!"
The blast of air was hot enough to desiccate a man.
"What a trivial trick."
Lin Mu simply raised his hand and extended it forward.
Seeing this, Mr. Xiao was secretly overjoyed.
What a rookie. He thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he has a little power. My Fire Cloud Palm, cultivated to mastery, might not be able to boil an ocean, but it can easily roast a man into a dried corpse.
"It’s over," Fan Shuai, who was chatting with Fang Fei, said, shaking his head slightly. He could already picture Lin Mu’s desiccated body.
But what happened next caught everyone completely by surprise.
The scorching wave rushed toward him, but Lin Mu acted as if he didn’t even see it, slowly extending his hand.
Then, he gave it a light wave.
WHOOSH!
Like a sudden gust of wind, the heatwave—powerful enough to kill an External Strength Peak martial artist—was simply blown away, dissipating into nothing.
Mr. Xiao froze.
The others were even more shocked.
Lin Mu had blocked Mr. Xiao’s attack? And with just a casual wave of his hand? What kind of phantom technique was this?
The smile on Fan Shuai’s face stiffened for a moment before he quickly shook his head. "That kid is in for a world of hurt now."
Fang Fei nodded eagerly. "Mr. Xiao is an Inner Strength Martial Artist with unfathomable power! He’s also a disciple of the Fire Cloud Sect. That Lin Mu is no match for him."
"So, you do have a few tricks!" The flash of embarrassment on Mr. Xiao’s face was instantly replaced by bone-chilling murderous intent. "But this is as far as you go!"
With a low shout, an aura even more powerful than before erupted from his body, pressing down on Lin Mu with immense ferocity. He was trying to intimidate Lin Mu with the sheer pressure of an Inner Strength Martial Artist.
"Die!"
At the same time, Mr. Xiao’s figure blurred as he threw a punch at Lin Mu’s head. The fist was charged with terrifying, searing power; if it connected, Lin Mu would undoubtedly die on the spot.
"Slaying Gods and Demons and Punishing Immortals—Deicide Fist!"
Just as Mr. Xiao’s fist was about to land, Lin Mu’s own punch shot out like lightning to meet it.
When Mr. Xiao saw Lin Mu intended to meet his fist head-on, he froze for an instant, then his face lit up with ecstasy.
This punch of mine contains eighty percent of my strength. It’s more than enough to pulverize his arm!
Fan Shuai had the exact same thought.
The two fists collided with a thunderous impact.
CRACK!
The sound of shattering bone echoed, followed by a wretched scream. Mr. Xiao was sent flying backward as if struck by a train.
THUMP!
PFFT!
He slammed into the wall, slid to the floor, and spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Lin Mu in utter horror.
"How... How can you be so strong?!"