Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1258 - 1257: An Unexpected Way

Ultimately, the square-faced man unleashed another punch, this time with double the force of his previous strike. If Lin Fan dared to meet it head-on once more, he would certainly be making a grave error.

The square-faced man rejoiced at Lin Fan’s decision to face his blow directly, seeing it as the harbinger of Lin Fan’s impending doom. This foolish youth was fated to pay dearly for his sheer lack of discernment.

True to form, Lin Fan mirrored his earlier action, choosing to stand his ground without any attempt to evade or flinch, raising his fist to intercept the oncoming attack.

"Brat, you’ve sealed your fate!" the square-faced man bellowed with unrestrained laughter.

Bang!

In that instant, their fists met once again. The resulting impact sent forth a shockwave far more potent than before, erupting into a miniature tempest that compelled onlookers to instinctively recoil in self-preservation.

Just as the square-faced man had envisioned, his punch was meant to send Lin Fan straight to the afterlife. Even if a miracle spared Lin Fan from death, severe injuries were a foregone conclusion.

However...

Lin Fan emerged from the direct confrontation unscathed, neither dead nor injured. He had actually endured the full force of the blow!

"Not quite that simple," Lin Fan replied with a smile.

A flicker of disbelief crossed the square-faced man’s face, swiftly replaced by incandescent rage. How could this scoundrel prove so resilient? He refused to accept that he was incapable of defeating Lin Fan!

With a fierce roar, the square-faced man launched a third punch.

Then came the fourth.

Followed by the fifth...

A relentless torrent of punches rained down upon Lin Fan, reminiscent of a furious storm. The square-faced man, consumed by fury, reasoned that if one punch proved insufficient, a relentless barrage certainly would be. He simply could not fathom Lin Fan surviving such a frenzied onslaught.

No ordinary individual could withstand such a ferocious assault.

While Lin Fan possessed some capability, it was believed he could withstand perhaps one or two of these blows at most. Nevertheless, such a sustained, brutal assault was beyond anyone’s endurance. It was only a matter of time before Lin Fan’s ability to resist faltered, leaving him to perish under the onslaught of chaotic strikes.

The spectacle captivated everyone, their hearts pounding in their chests, gripped by palpable fear. It was a truly terrifying display, a testament to the square-faced man’s unleashed power!

This was indeed the square-faced man’s true might. Had he directed such force against the Yun Sect, their most skilled cultivators would have been routed long ago.

Of course, in confrontations with the Yun Sect’s warriors, the square-faced man rarely needed to exert such effort, still managing to dominate the entire field with ease.

Under the relentless assault, the scene transformed as if a hurricane had descended. Lin Fan appeared as a solitary vessel adrift on a tumultuous sea, perpetually on the verge of capsizing.

Yet, Lin Fan remained steadfast. Despite the velocity and ferocity of the square-faced man’s punches, Lin Fan calmly deflected each one with his hands!

He either countered directly with his own fists or crossed his forearms in a defensive posture. While the sheer force of these blocks compelled Lin Fan to yield ground incrementally, he maintained an air of composure.

The casual observer might miss it, but seasoned cultivators from the Yun Sect, including Yun Zhongzheng and his peers, could clearly discern the effortless manner in which Lin Fan negated the square-faced man’s attacks.

Boom!

Finally, Lin Fan absorbed the last punch of the square-faced man’s furious offensive, staggering back more than three meters before regaining his footing and lowering his arms.

Having unleashed his final blow, the square-faced man was spent, forcing him to cease his attack. His face was flushed, and his breathing heavy. Even with his formidable strength, he found himself struggling to recover after such a prolonged and intense exchange.

His fists were visibly red, and the muscles in his hands twitched almost imperceptibly. A dull ache and weakness permeated his arms. Despite their extraordinary resilience, imbued with the power to crush mountains and shatter rocks through Inner Strength, he felt a distinct inability to lift them at that moment.

Gasping for air, the square-faced man’s gaze fixed upon Lin Fan, his eyes wide with incredulity.

Yes, he was utterly, profoundly astonished.

After his frenzied, all-out assault, Lin Fan stood firm, a mere three meters away!

This impudent fellow showed no outward signs of injury!

"How is this possible..."

It defied all logic!

His eyes widened as if he had witnessed a specter. In that instant, a stark realization dawned: Lin Fan was infinitely more formidable than he had ever conceived!

Lin Fan’s capabilities were indeed profound, stemming from a power within him that even he did not fully comprehend. As this power remained untamed, Lin Fan’s strength seemed to grow in direct proportion to the strength of his adversaries.

In essence, Lin Fan’s might escalated as his opponents’ did, for the power surging within him appeared boundless and constantly evolving.

Previously, when confronting ordinary martial artists, Lin Fan could effortlessly overpower them with the portion of his strength he had already mastered.

Subsequently, a confrontation occurred between Lin Fan and an expert hailing from the Hidden Sect – the young man from the Tang Sect. Their battle was fiercely contested, with Lin Fan ultimately unlocking his dormant power and achieving victory.

Each encounter with a more formidable adversary allowed Lin Fan to distinctly sense his internal power escalating, granting him the ability to wield more of it and refine his command over its flow.

Much like the recent exchange, under the relentless assault of the square-faced man, Lin Fan could palpably feel his inner power surge, coursing through his entire being as his consciousness guided it.

As he had articulated, his method was to hone his control amidst intense pressure. While the square-faced man’s barrage of attacks seemed frenzied over the past few minutes, only Lin Fan was aware that this was his unique training for internal power mastery. This process bore resemblance to a cultivator meditating, except Lin Fan was tempering himself under duress.

Nobody foresaw that Lin Fan had already attained a superior level of strength compared to mere moments prior, before the square-faced man unleashed his relentless volley of blows!

If the truth of Lin Fan’s method for growth were revealed, the onlookers would have been utterly astonished.

Why must others toil relentlessly for incremental gains, while Lin Fan could achieve more through such means? Truly, the world seemed undeniably unfair!

While Lin Fan was indeed augmenting his capabilities, the term “growing stronger” wasn’t entirely precise. To be more accurate, Lin Fan was enhancing his proficiency in controlling his latent power.

This implies that Lin Fan already possessed an immense reservoir of power within him, boundless and incalculable. The crux of the matter wasn't about Lin Fan becoming more powerful, but rather about the extent to which he could unleash this existing might.

The common gamer could never fathom the exhilaration akin to utilizing cheat codes.

From the perspective of ordinary players, Lin Fan was a martial arts prodigy, possessing formidable power at an exceptionally young age. Yet, only Lin Fan grasped that this was merely a special boon awarded by the system.

Observing the square-faced man’s bewildered expression, Lin Fan offered a slight smile and declared, "Have you exhausted your offensive output? You've thrown a total of 18 punches; now, the initiative shifts to me. Let’s find out how many of my punches you can withstand."

Previously, Lin Fan had been on the defensive. Now, the stage was set for his active offense.

With his declaration, Lin Fan balled his fist and advanced towards the square-faced man. What awaited the latter remained an enigma, even to Lin Fan himself.