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Chapter 661: Chapter 666: Fierce Battle with Lin Tong (3)

Poison!

No wonder, Ling Chen frowned inwardly, realizing that the tingling numbness must be due to the venom spreading throughout his body via his bloodstream.

At this moment, he felt completely drained of strength in his body, his limbs gradually weakened, and he couldn’t even hold himself upright.

Before, porridge girl had reminded him to be wary of Lin Tong’s fingers, presumably warning him against Lin Tong’s poisonous attack. Unfortunately, it was too late to understand this now. Faintly, he felt the pain in his spine growing increasingly intense.

Lin Tong glanced at Ling Chen, who was lying on the ground, then pointed at Yi Shuiyan not far away, saying, "You were so eager to kill him, weren’t you? I’ll give you this chance. Cut off his head."

Upon hearing these words, Yi Shuiyan’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly approached Ling Chen with his steel knife in hand.

"Ling Chen, I’ve told you long ago, opposing me will bring you to a bad end. This day next year will be your memorial day."

With that said, Yi Shuiyan raised the steel knife in his hand, ready to sever Ling Chen’s neck with a single blow.

But at that moment, a scoffing laugh suddenly came from the ground. Yi Shuiyan frowned, looking at the laughing Ling Chen, and said coldly, "What’s there to laugh at when death is upon you?" noveldrama

"Nothing much, I’m just laughing at the fact that there are shameless people like you in this world. Lin Tong, just moments ago, I’m not sure who was claiming they wanted a fair fight with me, only to resort to such a despicable ambush. Is this your idea of fairness? And you..." Ling Chen struggled to lift his head, looking at Yi Shuiyan, "You’ve been defeated by me before; without the help of others, what capacity do you have to beat me? I always thought I had thick skin, but I never expected to meet two people even more shameless than myself."

"Shut up!"

Yi Shuiyan retorted coldly, "The winner becomes the king, the loser the bandit. To lose is to lose; means are also a skill. If you had any tricks up your sleeve, you should have used them."

Ling Chen nodded weakly and said, "Alright, since you say so, then I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Chen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly threw his head back, and unexpectedly, a small alcohol gourd appeared in his hand. As the liquid from the gourd poured into his mouth, Ling Chen’s body instantly turned red as if his skin was being roasted by fire.

Seeing the changes occurring to Ling Chen, Yi Shuiyan’s expression changed dramatically. Without another word, he immediately swung his steel knife down at Ling Chen.

However, the moment the steel knife was about to strike, Ling Chen suddenly rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging the blade.

Before Yi Shuiyan could strike again, Ling Chen sprang up from the ground like a carp leaping over a dragon gate, standing quickly, his face flushed red as he glared at Yi Shuiyan, breathing heavily through his nose, appearing like a furious beast ready to tear apart the prey before it.

"What are you waiting for, attack now!"

Hearing Lin Tong’s reprimand, Yi Shuiyan immediately snapped back to his senses and charged towards Ling Chen.

Facing the oncoming steel knife, Ling Chen roared, and his fist shot out, carrying fierce momentum, and smashed fiercely onto the blade.

Clang!

Accompanied by a sharp clang, the steel knife flew out of Yi Shuiyan’s hands, landing on the ground.

Not only Yi Shuiyan but also Lin Tong were taken aback by this scene. Ling Chen was clearly seriously wounded and poisoned, which should have made him weak. Yet, his display of strength seemed to have significantly increased.

At this moment, Ling Chen clenched his fist, his eyes wide with rage, steam continuously exhaling from his nostrils.

Last night, when drinking with Du Kang, Du Kang had him try a few sips of strong liquor, causing him discomfort throughout his body until he slept through to dawn. And just now, he had guzzled several large gulps. At this moment, the strong liquor was churning in his stomach like a fierce blaze, burning his body furiously, as if even his blood had turned scalding hot.

Originally weak and powerless limbs, under the blazing fire’s burning, seemed to be injected with infinite strength, body bursting with energy.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen forcibly maintained his cool head, looking straight at Yi Shuiyan and Lin Tong before him.

The fiery liquor combined with the mental method taught by Du Kang, Ling Chen’s potential burst forth in an instant. However, time was limited, he had to act quickly, to finish the business before he passed out drunk.

With a tiger’s roar, Ling Chen strode forward, his iron fist raised high, hurling a simple straight punch towards Yi Shuiyan.

Seeing Ling Chen charging, Yi Shuiyan was just about to guard. However, before he could act, he saw a figure flash past, Ling Chen’s icy gaze already close at hand.

Bang!

Without waiting for Yi Shuiyan to react, Ling Chen’s iron fist had already driven straight in, slamming heavily into his chest.

Crack!

Gurgle!

Struck heavily, Yi Shuiyan felt a sweetness in his throat, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed from his mouth. At the same time, a crisp cracking sound was heard; under Ling Chen’s punch, several of Yi Shuiyan’s ribs were broken.

Watching Yi Shuiyan’s body fly out, Lin Tong’s face finally showed a slight change. As a master of the Earthly List, he could feel that Ling Chen’s strength had greatly improved from before.

Smelling the strong aroma of liquor from that little gourd, Lin Tong frowned slightly. Was it because of the drink?

Yet, he had never heard of alcohol enhancing one’s strength before; it was utterly inconceivable.

While pondering, Ling Chen’s gaze had already locked onto Lin Tong.

Facing the sharpness and chill in Ling Chen’s eyes, Lin Tong gave a cold hum, stepping forward quickly, pointing a finger towards Ling Chen’s vital points.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ling Chen lifted his iron fist to meet Lin Tong’s index finger head-on.

Fist and finger clashed, both men’s Inner Strength and power erupted instantly, colliding wildly.

Seeing Ling Chen standing firmly on the spot, not budging, a look of surprise flashed in Lin Tong’s eyes. He had originally wanted to test how much Ling Chen’s strength had improved, but from the current situation, Ling Chen now had the power to compete with him.

While Lin Tong was in shock, Ling Chen suddenly roared. The power contained in his iron fist surged fiercely, actually pushing Lin Tong back two steps.

Seizing the advantage, Ling Chen stepped forward, his iron fist swinging continuously, punch after punch without mercy, as power poured out relentlessly.

Faced with Ling Chen’s storm-like offensive, Lin Tong was left with only the power to parry, without a chance to counterattack.

How was this possible?

After resisting more than a dozen moves, Lin Tong looked at Ling Chen with a touch of shock in his gaze. Lin Tong’s fingers contained poison, and with each exchange, he had been infusing the toxin through Ling Chen’s skin into his body. Yet, so much time had passed, and there was no sign of Ling Chen being poisoned, instead, he was fighting more vigorously.

Having lost the effect of his greatest reliance, and unable to suppress Ling Chen with strength, he would eventually be defeated if this continued.

With that in mind, Lin Tong couldn’t help but cast his gaze towards the little gourd of liquor lying forgotten on the ground.