Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1502 - 1501

"In this world, there aren’t many who can make me fight for real. You’re one of them."

Chen Jianping sneered coldly; due to the pain in his ear, his smile appeared more vicious.

"I will make sure you don’t see the sun tomorrow!" Chen Jianping said.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "You want to kill me? Don’t you want the billion anymore?"

Chen Jianping said, "I’d rather give it up than let you live!"

Chen Jianping was truly furious, harboring murderous intent towards Lin Fan. In his earlier shock and anger, the sword lights he released had no mercy and aimed to dismember Lin Fan completely.

He realized that the young man before him must be killed for his peace of mind; otherwise, it would really leave disastrous consequences.

In an instant, Chen Jianping unsheathed his sword, lunging towards Lin Fan. The chilling aura emitted by the sword light, like a spirit snake, charged towards Lin Fan. Within that brief moment, ten strikes had already been made, sword shadows danced like a web, enveloping Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was about to be strangled by this web of swords, with no escape!

This sword web was indeed ten times more formidable than the Sleeve Sword!

Chen Jianping was genuinely fighting with all his might now, using his ultimate move. His swift sword was unmatched, even in the Tang Sect, renowned for its experts. It was said that he was second only to the Supreme Ancestor of the Tang Sect.

Chen Jianping was confident; he didn’t believe anyone could avoid his full-powered strike.

Not even Lin Fan!

The Tang Sect is indeed famous for its hidden weapons and poisons, but its true strength is in swordsmanship.

The world doesn’t know the exact location of the Tang Sect, but all have heard of the Sichuan Tang Sect, meaning the Tang Sect is a Hidden Sect located in the Shu Region, a very mysterious sect, and the Shu Region itself is also a place filled with mysteries.

In Martial Arts Novels, there’s often mention of masters with backgrounds in the Shu Region, such as Emei Sword Hero or Shushan Swordsmen, which are classics, indicating that there’s formidable swordsmanship in this area.

The Sichuan Tang Sect is in the midst of this, possessing amazing swordsmanship, which is only logical.

"I entered the Tang Sect at three, started practicing the sword at seven, and have practiced for twenty-five years. My sword never leaves any survivors because no one can survive from it. Even I can’t stop myself once I strike quickly!"

Chen Jianping said.

He was indeed confident, this confidence coming from his actual experience. He once fought against several masters from the Hidden Sect, and they all died under his blade. Since then, no one dared challenge him, and he vowed not to act easily, nor exert himself fully.

People said his sword was too swift; one strike would kill, which could affect the harmony between Hidden Sects.

Jianghu also values harmony, and those too formidable shouldn’t act, lest it disrupts the balance of Jianghu.

Chen Jianping was such a person.

This was also a source of Chen Jianping’s confidence.

He had enough reasons not to take Lin Fan seriously.

Such a pity, what a pity!

No matter how formidable Chen Jianping was, ultimately, he was just an ordinary player.

Encountering a player with cheats, he had to yield.

Lin Fan happened to be a player with cheats.

The sword web that should have killed Lin Fan, surprisingly missed.

Somehow, Lin Fan escaped from beneath this terrifying web of swords; the web failed to harm him at all.

This scene felt like a shooting game; no matter how many shots were fired or how desperately, none hit. Perfectly beating the shots around the target, truly turning into a master of human outline tracing.

Chen Jianping’s sword web, seemingly like an inescapable net from heaven and earth, was evaded by Lin Fan, resembling a fish slipping through.

Seeing that Lin Fan remained unscathed after his frenzied strike, Chen Jianping was briefly stunned, already doubting himself inside.

How could this be? Was it that he wasn’t as skilled as others?

While he was momentarily stunned, Lin Fan found his chance to counterattack, swinging his fist forward.

A fist with the momentum like a thunderbolt.

Boom!

Under the oppressive force of the terrifying punch momentum, Chen Jianping had to immediately muster all his Inner Strength to resist.

But even so, he was still blasted back by Lin Fan’s punch, his sword clattered onto the ground.

Struggling to stabilize himself, Chen Jianping felt a sweetness in his throat, his insides churning, blood surging upward. He fiercely suppressed it, barely avoiding spitting blood.

Looking at the fallen sword, he intended to pick it up.

But Lin Fan had already denied him the chance.

Lin Fan moved forward with his fist ready.

"The first punch is for Ye Tianyu, whom I personally caught. Although he committed crimes, he didn’t deserve death. He was already planning to wait quietly until his release, when he’d regain his life, but you poisoned him, he deserves to be hit!"

"The second punch is for the people around me. You dared to target them, threatening me and putting them in danger. How could I not help make you remember, targeting them was wrong!"

"The third punch is for myself. I warned your Tang Sect not to provoke me. Do you think I have leisure time? I’ve just gotten off the plane this late at night without even resting, yet have to rush back to deal with your issue. Do you think you don’t deserve to be hit?"

As Lin Fan spoke, he punched one after another.

After three punches.

Chen Jianping flew back, crashing into the Buddha statue deep within the ancestral hall. The statue collapsed and shattered into pieces; Chen Jianping lay amidst the ruins, spewing large amounts of blood from his mouth, staining his white clothes red.

Chen Jianping stared wide-eyed, paralyzed.

His face already revealed a look of terror.

If he weren’t skilled with Inner Strength, he couldn’t possibly withstand these three punches from Lin Fan; a normal person would be regretting it even after one punch.

After taking three punches, even as a master of Inner Strength, he became this half-dead state.

Regarding Lin Fan’s strength, he could only describe it with one word.

Terrifying!

"Who... who exactly are you?"

Chen Jianping spat blood, laboriously asking the question.

This question had been asked by too many people to Lin Fan and almost became a classic inquiry.

Indeed, who exactly was Lin Fan, what deity was he!

Every person defeated by Lin Fan couldn’t help but be shocked and want to know the answer.

"I’m your nemesis."

Lin Fan said, walking up and stepping on Chen Jianping’s chest, applying a bit of pressure, his ribs creaked as if they would break at any moment.

"Now can you tell me where the Tang Sect is?" Lin Fan asked.

Chen Jianping, pinned by Lin Fan, couldn’t move. He felt as if a mountain was pressing on him; he realized, if Lin Fan wanted to kill him, just a bit more force and he’d be dead.

"I won’t tell you. Kill or torture me, do as you wish!" Chen Jianping stubbornly replied, if Lin Fan thought he’d yield easily, then Lin Fan was mistaken.

He’d rather die than submit!

Lin Fan suddenly showed a peculiar smile, seeing this smile, Chen Jianping felt an inexplicable chill.