Level Up in Martial World

48  Punch

Lu Zhen narrowed his eyes to thin slits as he witnessed the girl's miraculous recovery, baffled by her apparent resilience to his attack. She appeared completely unharmed, as if nothing had happened, and repeated her request for candy as if on a loop.

"Big brother, can you give me some candy?" The girl's words sounded almost mechanical in their repetition.

Lu Zhen stood there, his mind racing as he contemplated the bizarre situation. "Since she can somehow revert back to normal and even temporarily blur my vision as she recovers..." Lu Zhen sneered, his voice dripping with skepticism as he voiced his thoughts aloud.

"Lets see how many times you can take this," Lu Zhen challenged as he unleashed another punch at the girl.

The girl, like a ragdoll, was sent flying once more, and as expected, his vision blurred momentarily, only for the girl to reappear in her unharmed state.

"I can keep this up all day, but can you?" Lu Zhen taunted the unseen entity as he continued his relentless assault.

"Three… hundred… two hundred ... Three hundred..." Lu Zhen counted the strikes, his brow furrowing with determination.

"I can keep going like this forever," Lu Zhen said loudly as his blood began to boil.

Although he could feel something sapping his physical strength away, he didn't care since the stamina drain was pitiful. With Lu Zhen's divine physique, he could recover faster than the absorption rate. He pummelling the creature with punch after punch.

"Four hundred," Lu Zhen shouted loudly as he punched the creature again. However, this time, he began to notice visible nervousness on the girl's face as she reappeared. Although she still wore a kind smile, her face was glistening with sweat against her cold white complexion.

In reality, Lu Zhen was growing mentally tired of this relentless battle because he also had to restrain his demonic form, which could go out of control at any moment. Seeing the girl's unwavering persistence was driving him to the brink of insanity.

Despite the constant struggle to keep his demonic urges in check, Lu Zhen continued punching even faster.

"Five hundred," Lu Zhen punched the girl one hundred more times. Finally, the girl began to break down, melting into the darkness and disappearing from the cave as if she had never existed.

As she disappeared, her mouth moved, though no sound emerged. In the dimness, Lu Zhen strained to decipher her silent message. His eyes widened as he interpreted her final words, a mixture of anger and humiliation swelling within him.

Unbeknownst to him, a strange butterfly-shaped mark materialised seemingly out of thin air. It clung to his skin like a persistent insect, its presence concealed as it silently syphoned away his strength, like a parasite it slowly started draining Lu Zhen's strength.

"You're lucky... until next time," Lu Zhen repeated those words to himself, mimicking the subtle mouth movements of the girl just before she disappeared into the darkness. As he deciphered her silent message, he felt a little irritated for being looked down upon. It gnawed at his pride, leaving a lingering sense of annoyance and determination in its wake.

"Next time, you're definitely going to meet your end, whoever you are," Lu Zhen declared with a cold and determined tone. His eyes radiated a chilling resolve, as if he had already pronounced a death sentence upon the mysterious creature.

Lu Zhen's mood had soured considerably. Even creatures as insignificant as cats and dogs had dared to challenge him, and it deeply irritated him. Despite having a gut feeling that the entity had not revealed her full power, he remained unfazed. In his mind, he held unwavering confidence, for he, too, had concealed his true potential. With numerous skills and the untapped might of his bloodline, he possessed an arsenal of power. If all else failed, he was convinced he could consume her entirely, absorbing her strength and erasing her existence. After all, Lu Zhen, who had considered gluttony the weakest skill previously, had actually discovered that it was the one of the most powerful skills he possessed up to till this point.

Moreover, since the creature had fled while mocking him, it was even more beneficial for Lu Zhen. He believed he would become even stronger than it in the future. With the system in hand, Lu Zhen felt it was easy to gain more power, and at that point, he could confront and defeat the girl or whatever it was. Despite his irritation, he decided not to chase after the fleeing creature.

Even if he wanted to chase, he couldn't find any traces of where she had gone.

"You won't get away next time," Lu Zhen said with a sneer as he thought of that.

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"I need to vent on something," Lu Zhen thought as he searched for a way to release his pent-up frustration. Although he could almost perfectly suppress this feeling with the Adapt skill, it was still annoying to have.

Lu Zhen looked at Xia Long as he was about to strike Yu Bai, which made Lu Zhen light up with excitement as he found the perfect target, soon to be dead in his eyes.

Although the fight, or Lu Zhen punching the creature as a sandbag, might have seemed to take a long time, it really didn't take that long. Lu Zhen could strike about 50 punches per second, so it took only about 10 seconds, which was just enough time for Xia Long to reach Yu Bai.

"Die," Lu Zhen said aloud as he moved with the speed of a cheetah, catching up to Xia Long in seconds.

Meanwhile, Xia Long, gleefully fantasizing about having fun with his sister, was just about to strike Yu Bai. Seeing Xia Long's expression, even Yu Bai felt one thing.

"Idiot," Yu Bai thought as he prepared to make a move. His young master still hadn't arrived, which left him quite worried about Lu Zhen. After all, Lu Zhen had finally awakened his bloodline. Without delay, Yu Bai was about to kill Xia Long on the spot, but before he could even move, Lu Zhen came in a flash and kicked Xia Long, causing him to fall to the ground.

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