Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1251 - 1249: "Terrifying" Isn’t Enough—A True Monster!

"Idiot."

Lin Fan felt the murderous intent coming from all directions.

The void collapsed in an instant!

Although Mo Kun and his three minions were not strong, their combined power created a fair amount of impact.

They directly approached Lin Fan with a menacing force.

The military sabre drew a crescent in mid-air, its cold glint chilling to the bone.

Mo Kun clenched his fist, using a force that could split mountains to smash towards the back of Lin Fan's head.

In their eyes,

this was an incredibly powerful force, enough to destroy Lin Fan.

However.

In Lin Fan's eyes, it was just a trivial trick.

No!

It wasn't even a trivial trick.

Just ants, flies, trash.

It's hard for the Xuan Clan army not to lose battles with such a foolish general.

The capacity isn't the issue.

It's just that their minds aren't working right.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

Three military sabres and a heavy punch gradually approached Lin Fan, compressing the surrounding air, all charging towards him with a violent momentum.

However.

Lin Fan remained motionless, his eyes still fixed on the boy.

Mo Kun paused, then burst into loud laughter, "This kid is already scared stiff by us! He can't even move, everyone don't slack off, let's blast him together!"

"Yes!"

The four were elated, their eyes blazing, thinking they were really about to blast Lin Fan away.

But.

This was merely Mo Kun's wishful thinking.

Not even mentioning the four of them.

Even with the hundred thousand troops outside the tent, they might not be Lin Fan's match.

This small display of power felt like scratching an itch through boots to Lin Fan, it was hardly worth mentioning.

In fact.

Lin Fan didn't even bother looking at them.

Out of disdain, out of contempt.

But he was rather interested in the identity of this young boy, and also in the conspiracy behind him.

Therefore.

His gaze remained on the boy, sensing an indescribable aura about him.

As if he did not belong to the Sumeru Continent.

He frowned slightly, lost in thought.

"Come meet your fate!"

Just as Lin Fan was still pondering.

Mo Kun and the four charged over, murderous intent billowing, roaring loudly.

Bang!

A terrifying force surged from four directions, merging into one, pouncing towards Lin Fan like a wild beast.

"Meet your death!"

Mo Kun's eyes turned scarlet as he roared with a wide-open mouth.

Only a millimeter away from Lin Fan.

The next breath would turn this kid to ashes!

Saving Young Master Lin from fire and water.

After this battle, he could secure his footing in the army, or even be discovered by the Clan Leader.

Thinking of this, Mo Kun's heart surged with excitement.

His strikes became even more fierce and ruthless.

Yet.

That mere millimeter felt like an enormous resistance to Mo Kun.

Stunned, he glanced at the others.

He noticed that the other three were also motionless, their sabres stuck at the millimeter mark.

What's going on?!

His mind buzzed, turning blank.

Clearly, they were about to blast this kid away.

Why can't we move?

Mo Kun wouldn't take it, gritting his teeth, using all his strength. His face twisted grotesquely with effort, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

No coincidence.

The other three looked just the same as Mo Kun.

It felt as if something enveloped Lin Fan, making him impervious to swords and spears, rendering others unable to harm him.

No matter what Mo Kun did, he couldn't see this self-proclaimed Lin Fan kid possessing anything else.

"Damn, are we seeing a ghost?"

He muttered involuntarily.

Suddenly.

Lin Fan let out a cold laugh, unwillingly settling his gaze on Mo Kun.

But it was just a brief glance.

"Why aren't you moving?" Lin Fan mocked coldly.

"You..." Mo Kun gritted his teeth, wanting to smash his fist on the back of Lin Fan's head, but his body wouldn't obey, just being a millimeter away, he couldn't move forward.

Even if someone held a knife to his throat, threatening his life to make him step forward.

He couldn't budge.

He truly couldn't budge! Stuck accepting Lin Fan's ridicule in bewilderment.

Suddenly.

Mo Kun realized, this little brat in front of him was stopping them!

The moment this thought jumped into his mind.

Mo Kun broke into a cold sweat.

Terror.

So terrifying!

This brat didn't look more than twenty.

Yet he could make the four of them unable to approach, even unable to move.

Terror was inadequate to describe it, only monstrosity fit!

At such a young age, he possessed such tremendous spiritual power and influence.

His heart suddenly filled with fear.

His mind finally caught up.

It was said that Lin Fan was just such a monstrous young man, reaching achievements in his twenties that took ordinary people a millennium, achievements it took geniuses a century to reach.

This kid in front of him seemed to fit the description.

Could it be... I made a mistake?!

Buzz—

Buzz—

His mind thundered, striking him hard, smoke spiraling from his head.

"You... who... who exactly are you?"

Mo Kun asked fearfully, his eyes wide, almost splitting, filled with panic and dread.

He looked at this kid, then at the "Lin Fan" being gripped by the throat.

By comparison.

The one he thought was Lin Fan showed none of the legendary features.

Rather, the one he misunderstood fit them all.

Gulp—

He swallowed heavily.

Nervously debating in his heart.

Lin Fan sighed helplessly.

"Do you understand now?"

"Ah?!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Kun quickly withdrew his fist, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground, his face ashen.

"General?!"

"General!"

The three minions didn't understand what had happened, they cried out in alarm.

They thought the opponent had harmed Mo Kun, their eyes filled with rage.

"Dare to strike the General, I'll kill you!"

"You won't leave here alive."

"Even if I die, I'll take you down with me!"

The three of them gripped their sabres with both hands, using all their strength to drive them into Lin Fan's body.

But it was as if a solid wall blocked them, preventing their sabres from advancing at all.

Mo Kun hesitated for a few seconds, seeing his men still attacking Lin Fan, terrified out of his mind, was about to stop them.

But it was a moment too late.

Because Lin Fan's patience had run dry.

"I really can't deal with you all, I've given you the chance to think, yet you remain this foolish. In that case, I'm done wasting time on you, go take a nice rest."

As soon as his words fell.

Boom!

An energy wave surged from Lin Fan, rippling outwards.

The three minions didn't even have time to react before they were sent flying, crashing through the tent behind, flying straight out.

The tent instantly gained three large holes, making hearts tremble in fear.

Mo Kun, dumbstruck, stood frozen like a statue, raising a hand, mouth open, not managing to speak.

Lin Fan glanced at him, impatiently saying, "What, do you want to go out too?"

"No... no... Young Master Lin... it was my misunderstanding, my mistake!"

Crash!

With a thud, Mo Kun knelt before Lin Fan, his face written with regret.