Chapter 18: Triumphant Return, Yang Gang Qi Enters the Body!
Already furious over losing the Fire Python Tiger cubs, Lei Li was enraged even further by Lin Fan's taunts.
"Lin Fan, die!"
The moment the judge announced the start of the match, Lei Li shouted coldly, his body flaring with intense Yuan Power.
He rushed forward with a sudden burst of speed, his palms curving into an unusual arc. His fingers danced like venomous snakes, lashing viciously toward Lin Fan.
Even the air rippled as his strikes tore through it—producing sharp whooshing sounds.
Though his words had been arrogant, Lei Li was no longer underestimating Lin Fan—not after the tiger cub fiasco. He launched his deadliest move straight away!
The surrounding crowd gasped in awe.
"He really is at the Earth Origin Stage!"
"That's the Lei family's second-grade martial art—Spirit Serpent Palm. It's terrifying in Lei Li's hands!"
"If Lin Fan hasn't broken through to Earth Origin, he doesn't stand a chance!"
...
Wu Yun, Lin Dong, and the other juniors of Qingyang Town wore grave expressions as they watched the fight.
Even Wu Yun and Lin Dong knew it wouldn't be easy to take Lei Li's strike head-on.
As for the other juniors, they didn't even dare imagine doing so.
But facing Lei Li's fierce assault, Lin Fan remained perfectly calm.
He raised both hands, instantly taking up the form of the Eight Desolation Palms, unleashing a fierce wave of wind to meet Lei Li's strike head-on.
Just dealing with Lei Li alone wasn't worth using the Five Element Seal.
Boom! Boom!
The palm winds collided violently, producing a series of muffled thunderclaps.
A shockwave of Yuan Power rippled outward, forcing the surrounding contestants to retreat even farther.
Step! Step! Step!
Lei Li staggered backward, retreating seven or eight steps before he could stabilize himself.
Before he could recover, Lin Fan closed in like a shadow. With a swift palm strike—
Bam!
He struck Lei Li squarely in the chest.
Pfft!
Lei Li coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed backward with a thud.
He struggled to rise, desperate to salvage his pride—but it was no use.
Eventually, he could only lie there helplessly, eyes shut, refusing to face reality.
Though it sounded like a long exchange, all of it had happened in just a few breaths.
The crowd around the Beast Horn Arena stared in stunned silence.
Then—uproar.
"What... just happened?!"
"Lin Fan actually defeated Lei Li?!"
"And in just two moves?! That's insane!"
"Am I still dreaming? Did that really just happen?"
"Wasn't Lei Li the top genius of Qingyang Town? An Earth Origin expert? And he just... lost?!"
...
On the platform, Wu Yun—still holding the three tiger cubs like a babysitter—gawked in disbelief.
"Two moves? Brother Lin just beat Lei Li in two moves?! That's brutal!"
In the audience, Luo Cheng, master of the Mad Blade Martial Hall, stared at Lin Fan with deep admiration in his eyes.
Lin Zhentian, Lin Xiao, and the rest of the Lin family were all beaming with joy.
Qingtan even jumped up cheering, "Lin Fan-ge won! This is amazing!"
Compared to the jubilant Lin family, the Lei and Xie families looked like they were attending a funeral.
Lei Bao, in particular, looked as if he'd just swallowed a pot of charcoal. Even Xie Qian didn't dare to speak to him now.
The Lei family had lost not only their prestige, but also Tiemu Manor—a crushing blow.
And the one person still composed in the entire arena?
Lin Fan.
After finishing Lei Li, he looked toward the dazed judge and said calmly, "Shouldn't you announce the result?"
Snapping out of it, the judge gave Lin Fan a complicated look, then raised his voice.
"In this match, Lin Fan of the Lin family is victorious!"
Hearing this, Lin Zhentian stood up, looked toward the Lei family's area, and said cheerfully:
"Many thanks for the generous gift, Lei family. Let's wrap up the transfer of Tiemu Manor within half a month, shall we? I trust Elder Lei won't go back on his word now?"
"Let's go."
Face dark as a thundercloud, Lei Bao didn't respond—he just led the Lei family away from the arena, fuming.
Once the Lei family was gone, the Mad Blade Martial Hall and other allied factions came over to congratulate the Lin family.
The tournament resumed.
Lin Fan, still in perfect condition, chose not to leave the platform like Lin Dong had in the original story.
But none of the remaining contestants dared face him. Every one of them surrendered without a fight.
If even Lei Li couldn't last two moves, how could they?
In the end, Lin Fan won the Hunting Tournament with absolute dominance, claiming the championship and securing the prize for the Lin family.
Thus, the triennial Qingyang Town Hunting Tournament came to a close.
The Lin family emerged as the biggest winners, with the Mad Blade Martial Hall also reaping great rewards.
As for the Lei and Xie families, this marked one of their rare and humiliating defeats.
After the event, the Lin estate was steeped in celebration.
Lin Zhentian personally awarded Lin Fan several more spiritual herbs.
Lin Fan then entrusted one tiger cub to Lin Dong and the other to Qingtan.
Given their bond, he knew that when the cub raised by Lin Dong matured, it would still treat Lin Fan like a big brother.
The one for Qingtan? Purely a playmate.
Lin Fan wasn't one for pet care—it was just too much hassle. He'd rather spend the time training.
Of course, he didn't forget to keep farming rewards.
All the Yin Pearls he collected were given to Lin Dong for cultivation.
In return, Lin Dong would often gift Lin Fan refined spiritual pills for his training.
With the aid of those pills and Yang Essence Pills, Lin Fan's cultivation drew closer and closer to the Heaven Origin Stage.
One day, after consuming a Yang Essence Pill as usual, Lin Fan sat down to practice the Mystic Profound Art.
Suddenly, an incredibly powerful suction force surged from within his body!
Whooosh!
Heaven and earth energy rushed toward him, forming a visible Yuan Power vortex around his body!
The swirling force coiled tightly around him, then surged through his meridians, flooding into his body.
This was... Yang Gang Qi entering the body?
Sensing the transformation, Lin Fan's heart surged with joy. He carefully guided his cultivation, refining the potent energy.
After fifteen minutes, the vortex silently dissipated.
Lin Fan slowly ended his meditation and opened his eyes.
"Hm?"
Just then, a sudden sense of danger flared in his heart—he swiftly dodged away from his original position.
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