Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1259 - 1258

Lin Fan fundamentally shifted from defense to offense. Since his square-faced adversary hadn't managed to defeat him, finishing this confrontation now rested on Lin Fan's shoulders.

Upon observing Lin Fan advance with his fists tightly clenched, the square-faced opponent experienced a sudden, inexplicable shiver of apprehension. He found it hard to comprehend that he was feeling a degree of nervousness at this very moment.

How could this be? Why would he feel nervous? Although his barrage of ferocious attacks had certainly depleted a significant amount of his inner strength, he reasoned that Lin Fan, in order to defend against those assaults, must have expended just as much, if not more. Therefore, Lin Fan should now be a depleted force!

He ought not to harbor fear towards Lin Fan; such a notion was utterly absurd. Despite Lin Fan's aggressive onslaught, he must be a mere paper tiger, resorting to bluster, and would soon reveal his true, weakened state!

With this line of thought, the square-faced opponent regained his composure and sneered, "You brat, cease your pretense. If you have the courage, come forward. I wish to see what you can possibly do against me!"

Lin Fan offered no verbal reply, instead rapidly closing the distance to the square-faced opponent, unfurling his fist, and launching an immediate strike.

The square-faced opponent did not perceive Lin Fan's initial punch as particularly menacing. Coupled with his prevailing disdain, he casually intercepted the blow. Earlier, when he had attacked, Lin Fan had not dodged, and so he felt compelled not to display any weakness himself. To evade would signify a lack of fortitude, thus he was determined to stand his ground.

Bam!

Lin Fan’s fist made contact with the square-faced opponent’s defensively crossed arms with a resounding boom.

The square-faced opponent was sent reeling backward through the air. While he did not end up in a chaotic heap of fallen combatants, the spectacle was undeniably undignified.

A look of profound shock contorted the square-faced opponent’s features; a sensation of numbness spread through his arms. The sheer force behind Lin Fan’s strike was truly immense!

He ascertained that Lin Fan's power vastly exceeded his prior estimations!

This young man appeared entirely unfazed by the preceding relentless assaults, showing no signs of exhaustion!

How could such a thing be possible? It defied logic! Lin Fan gave him the bewildering impression that his strength was boundless, utterly unscientific!

Lin Fan, intent on concluding the engagement swiftly, did not hesitate after his initial blow and immediately followed up with a second punch.

The square-faced opponent no longer dared to underestimate Lin Fan, nor did he exhibit any carelessness. He channeled his inner strength into his arms, preparing to receive Lin Fan’s subsequent assault once more.

Bam!

This time, the square-faced opponent was propelled backward again with even greater force.

He was astonished to discover that Lin Fan’s second punch possessed even more power than the first. Despite adopting a more cautious stance and dedicating more inner strength to his defense, his condition worsened; his hands were now so numb that sensation was nearly lost, and a turbulent disturbance within his body indicated internal injuries.

This revelation was profoundly unsettling.

As Lin Fan relentlessly pursued, his third punch descended like a meteor, prompting the square-faced opponent to instinctively veer to the side.

He dodged.

Indeed, instinct was a truthful guide; the square-faced opponent now unequivocally refused to endure Lin Fan’s punches!

However, Lin Fan had seized the momentum of the battle and displayed no intention of allowing his opponent an easy escape.

Although the square-faced opponent managed to evade the direct impact of the third punch, Lin Fan transitioned seamlessly, unleashing an elbow strike that landed a solid blow on his adversary.

With a pained grunt, the square-faced opponent was forcefully driven to the ground by the impact.

As he tumbled and began to push himself upright, Lin Fan delivered his fourth punch, a crushing downward strike.

What truly instilled terror in the square-faced opponent was not solely the accelerated pace of the attacks, but also the escalating power behind each successive blow, which grew stronger with every strike!

To merely withstand Lin Fan’s onslaughts, the square-faced opponent's inner strength was being rapidly depleted. He had to pour all his remaining vital energy into defending himself, yet his opponent's strength seemed to surge ever higher!

What in the world? How am I supposed to fight back!

The square-faced opponent’s astonishment intensified – what arcane technique had Lin Fan mastered that allowed him to fight with such escalating ferocity while appearing to consume no inner strength?

He recognized that passive endurance was no longer a viable option, sensing he had fallen squarely into Lin Fan’s meticulously laid trap, with no hope of victory if he continued to absorb such punishing blows!

Grasping this dire reality, the square-faced opponent hastily attempted a tactical shift. He blocked Lin Fan’s fourth punch, disregarding the immense pressure on his arm, and sprang to his feet, launching a counter-punch towards Lin Fan.

His intention was to seize the initiative, to reclaim control of the fight!

However…

In the very next instant, his punch was uneremoniously caught by Lin Fan, halted mid-motion, utterly immobilized!

The square-faced opponent stared, dumbfounded, at Lin Fan; Lin Fan had actually apprehended his punch with mere flesh and bone?

This was actually happening!

The assembled spectators were equally paralyzed by the unfolding scene, each individual finding it impossible to reconcile what their eyes were witnessing.

Despite their cultivation levels not surpassing that of the square-faced adversary, the observers could discern the flow of the battle. Typically, engagements drain one's inner strength, especially against a formidable opponent, leading to rapid depletion.

Previously, the masters of the Yun Sect faltered against the square-faced fighter, their strength insufficient to withstand his assault. Their inner strength quickly ebbed, rendering them incapable of continuing, and they were defeated one by one.

Although the square-faced fighter possessed superior might, under their combined assault, he should have likewise expended considerable inner strength. Faced with limited choices, the Yun Sect resorted to a strategy of overwhelming numbers, hoping to wear him down.

Naturally, with their restricted numbers and a deficit of powerful masters, this tactic was highly risky, threatening the very annihilation of the sect in their attempt to exhaust the square-faced opponent. If not for Lin Fan's intervention, the Yun Sect would have surely faced ruin today.

While typically, Lin Fan too should be expending his inner strength, astonishingly, he grew more potent as the combat progressed!

In stark contrast, Lin Fan, through his own efforts, achieved what the Yun Sect's overwhelming force could not: he visibly depleted the square-faced opponent's inner strength, leaving him weakened!

At this juncture, Lin Fan managed to catch the opponent's punch with his bare hand, a clear indication of how severely weakened the adversary had become, his inner strength unknowingly drained!

With a terrifying realization dawning upon him, the square-faced opponent understood that his limbs had become heavy and unresponsive, his body utterly spent, his dantian completely empty!

He was no longer capable of continuing the fight!

Meanwhile, Lin Fan, throughout this entire engagement, appeared completely composed, holding the opponent's fist, a subtle smile gracing his lips.

"Take another hit!"

Lin Fan declared, delivering a powerful strike to the square-faced opponent's broad, angular face. This time, the opponent had no means of evasion, absorbing the blow directly and emitting his first agonizing cry.