Chapter 32: Overwhelming Counterattack!
[Ding! You touched Lin Qingtan and obtained: Three Yin-Yang Pearls!]
At that moment, the familiar system notification rang in Lin Fan's mind, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it.
"Lei Pi!"
Lin Fan instantly recognized the middle-aged man to the left—he was none other than Lei Pi, son of Lei Bao, patriarch of the Lei family, and father of Lei Li.
The man beside him, without a doubt, was Lei Xing, the final Heaven Origin Realm expert of the Lei family.
"Well, well, as expected from the Lin family's so-called number one genius… In such a short time, you've already killed over a dozen of my family's elite. No wonder my father ordered your death personally."
Lei Pi stared at Lin Fan, a smile not reaching his eyes.
"Qingtan, go stand by Lin Dong," Lin Fan said calmly, releasing Qingtan as he faced Lei Pi with a sneer. "Kill me? Just the two of you?"
Lei Pi sneered back, "You think killing Wu Sha makes you invincible?"
"Wu Sha was merely early Heaven Origin. I'm already at mid Heaven Origin. To ensure your death, we even brought backup. Today, you're not walking away!"
Because of Lin Fan's rise, much of the spotlight that once belonged to Lin Dong had been taken. At this point, the Lei family still didn't know that Lin Dong had also reached mid Heaven Origin.
Thus, Lei Pi didn't consider him a threat.
"Oh really?"
Lin Fan let out a cold laugh. His foot slammed against the ground, and in a flash, he charged straight at Lei Pi!
"He dares come to us? Courting death!"
Lei Pi's eyes narrowed coldly. He stepped forward, unleashing a fierce surge of Yuan Power as he threw a punch directly at Lin Fan's head.
The force of the strike caused a low sonic boom to echo through the air.
"Lin Fan-ge, be careful!"
Qingtan shouted anxiously.
Lin Dong remained calm. "Don't worry. Lei Pi isn't Lin Fan-ge's match."
And he was right.
Lei Pi's terrifying punch meant nothing in Lin Fan's eyes.
With a swift motion, Lin Fan's left palm shot out—the Eight Desolation Palm—clashing against Lei Pi's punch.
At the same time, his right hand formed two fingers, gleaming with dazzling Yuan Power, and stabbed forward like a sword toward Lei Pi's chest!
Boom!
Palm and fist collided. A deep rumble burst out, and the shockwave trembled the walls on both sides of the street.
Chi!
At nearly the same moment, Lin Fan's Pure Origin Finger struck Lei Pi's chest!
If Lei Pi hadn't instinctively tilted his body at the last second, the finger might have pierced his heart.
Pfft!
Lei Pi spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps, finally stopping only after crashing into a wall.
Hiss...
Watching from the side, Lei Xing couldn't help but gasp.
Both of them were at mid Heaven Origin, and Lei Pi was slightly stronger—yet he'd just been thrashed by Lin Fan in an instant?
Lin Fan looked at Lei Pi, slumped against the wall with terror on his face, and felt a trace of regret.
Just one inch... and it would've been over.
"Lei Xing, help me! We kill him together!"
Lei Pi shouted, fear and fury twisting his expression.
Just a moment ago, he had nearly died at Lin Fan's hands.
Though he'd heard Wu Sha was killed by Lin Fan, he had assumed it was due to Lin Xiao's help.
Never did he imagine Lin Fan had the strength to kill Wu Sha alone.
Now, after experiencing it firsthand, he dared not be careless again.
Lei Xing nodded grimly and gathered his Yuan Power, which buzzed ominously in the air.
Boom!
The two charged out at once, flanking Lin Fan on both sides.
"Lin Fan-ge, I'll help!"
Lin Dong shouted, ready to join in.
"No need," Lin Fan replied calmly. "Stay with Qingtan—and make sure they don't run."
Saying so, he once again gathered Yuan Power on his fingertips and unleashed another Pure Origin Finger, its speed blinding!
Each time Lei Pi and Lei Xing saw that fearsome finger strike, their expressions changed and they quickly retreated.
Lin Fan forced them back again, then suddenly seized the opening.
Both hands moved rapidly, forming a complex seal.
A giant flaming red handprint appeared in midair and slammed toward the nearer opponent—Lei Xing.
"Thunderclap Strike!"
Lei Xing roared. His right fist shone with Yuan Power, forming a blinding light orb that blasted toward the fire seal.
This was Thunderclap Strike, a fourth-grade Lei family martial art, on par with the Lin family's Pure Origin Finger.
At the same time, from the other side, Lei Pi's fist glowed with the same light and smashed toward Lin Fan's head.
But Lin Fan simply tilted his head, effortlessly dodging.
Then—he unleashed a burst of spiritual power, shooting like an arrow into Lei Pi's mind.
Lei Pi's expression twisted in pain, his Yuan Power disrupted briefly.
Meanwhile, the flaming handprint collided with Lei Xing's glowing fist!
BOOM!
A terrifying explosion echoed. Lei Xing was sent flying, smashing into the ground like a ragdoll.
Fire burst from his arm and quickly spread to his shoulder—then engulfed his entire body.
"Ahhhhh!"
Lei Xing screamed as he rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames. But nothing worked.
With a flick of his wrist, Lin Fan sent a Fragmented Yuansteel needle flying straight into Lei Xing's skull—instantly ending his life.
Then, with a thought, he retrieved the needle again.
Lei Pi, now recovered, witnessed the entire scene.
"You… you killed Lei Xing!"
Terror overtook him. Watching the flames consume his comrade's corpse, his heart turned cold.
Two mid Heaven Origin experts had tried to kill Lin Fan—and he had killed one and forced the other to retreat.
Was this youth really only seventeen?
"Killer begets killers," Lin Fan said flatly. "Now it's your turn."
His voice was calm, but carried a chill that cut to the bone.
Lei Pi's whole body tensed, his heart pounding in fear.
He now understood—Lin Fan wasn't bluffing. He really could kill him.
"You little bastard! The Lei family will never let you live!"
Lei Pi growled venomously. He suddenly stepped back and leapt onto the nearby rooftops, attempting to flee.
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