From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

Chapter 67 Thirteen Ghost Acupoint Strike

Qing Feng Sect, Central Square.

The disciples from both sects were now crying at the top of their lungs.

This match would decide who won.

And after the roller coaster ride with Lin Fan's menial disciple identity, the emotions were high.

Not to mention, the bet on Lin Fan to lose.

"Qing Feng Sect!"

"Qing Feng Sect!"

With more disciples, the Qing Feng Sect's name boomed in the air.

Not to be outdone, the Storm Fist Thunder Sect disciples also began to chant their sect's name.

At four corners of the sparring area, Formation cultivators using their Qi to hold up the formation array focused on it, making sure not to screw up.

"Silence!" the judge held up his hands and shouted.

The disciples immediately went quiet as it was a signal that the match was about to begin.

"Don't worry. Even if they have special cultivation roots, I will take care of you; that's what I promised Miss Rabbit," Zhang Xi said, trying to assure Lin Fan.

Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Sure, that's what Mr. Wolf told me too. And that Miss Rabbit's friend would give me lots of rewards after that."

"Rewards? What rewards? You!"

Zhang Xi tried to recall her saying that.

She was sure she hadn't said anything about any rewards.

However, she didn't have time to do that as the judge raised his hand and shouted, "Match begins on count of three... one... two... three... Start."

Whoosh!

The brother with his tiger stance didn't waste any time and lunged at Lin Fan.

His hands, with fingers curled in and shaped like a tiger's paw, struck at Lin Fan's throat.

But Lin Fan was anticipating it.

Dang!

He swung his hammer and smashed at the opponent's forearm.

It made the tiger strike miss, and the opponent's body twisted slightly from the impact.

With the opponent's side exposed, Lin Fan went in with his Yin Prod.

"Argh." The opponent quickly leaped back as the frost and Yin energy injected into his body disrupted his Qi flow.

Lin Fan lunged forward, raised one of his hammers.

Dang!

With the Yang Smash, he hit the opponent's head.

Now the opponent had all the heat and Yang energy to deal with at his head.

The two different attributes made the opponent unable to smooth his Qi.

He turned and tried to ask for help from his brother.

"Where are you looking? Your opponent is here."

Lin Fan said as he smashed his hammer at the opponent's waist.

Dang!

Now, every iron ring of the hammer sent pain and agony into the hearts of the Storm Fist Thunder disciples.

Their faces cringed hard every time they heard it.

Lin Fan's opponent felt the pain at his waist, cried out loud, and tried to claw at Lin Fan's eyes.

With a slight tilt of his head, Lin Fan dodged the strike.

And he swung his hammer at the opponent's chest.

The Storm Fist Thunder disciples heard it again.

Dang!

Some even started to instinctively close their eyes when they heard it.

"Argh!"

Lin Fan's opponent cried out in pain.

Not giving him any breather, Lin Fan smashed at the opponent's head.

His opponent quickly stepped back and dodged it.

Lin Fan's opponent knew he had to do something.

So, he used his last bit of strength, jumped straight up into the air, and kicked both legs at Lin Fan.

Without hesitation, Lin Fan blocked with his hammers.

Thud.

His opponent made use of the impact and jumped far away.

"Help!" Lin Fan's opponent cried out.

The other brother wasn't doing so well either.

Although Zhang Xi didn't look like it, she was actually powerful and deadly with her Physiques cultivation.

The brother's crane hands felt like they landed on bricks and didn't do any damage to Zhang Xi.

She just braved the strikes at her and rained punches on her opponent.

All the disciples from both sides shook their heads and thought, how uncouth.

No techniques whatsoever and just pure brute force.

Something that was to be expected from someone practicing Physiques Cultivating.

Thud.

Zhang Xi did a front kick at her opponent, and he also made use of the impact to jump away from her.

The two brothers quickly got together.

They needed to do something drastic, if not they would lose the match, and Storm Fist Thunder Sect would lose the whole thing.

Both of them looked at the ground for a split second, thinking about an important decision.

Then they looked up at each other and nodded their heads.

They faced each other and with their index fingers struck at the other's acupoint on the back.

Everyone looked and wondered what it was all about.

Crying out as if in huge pain, the two brothers got bigger.

Much more muscular and taller than a few moments ago.

Something had happened to them.

"The thirteen ghost acupoint strike. Be careful," Zhang Xi said as she remembered hearing about this.

She quickly readied herself and warned Lin Fan.

Lin Fan wanted to lunge at them, but she pulled him back.

"What's that?" Lin Fan asked.

"It's a method to allow them to draw Qi more than they could take at their level. Usually, it's forbidden as your dantian would be damaged beyond healing after using it," Zhang Xi replied.

Lin Fan thought for a moment and said, "Their special cultivation root must've allowed them to do so, without repercussions afterwards."

Zhang Xi nodded, agreeing with Lin Fan's assessment.

Now, both brothers were staring at Lin Fan and Zhang Xi.

Their clothes now ripped open due to the increase in mass.

Lin Fan could feel they were at least twice as big and strong now.

It was time for him to get serious.

The good thing would be that he didn't receive any sound from the system.

At least, these brothers were not out to kill, yet.

Thud!

One of the brothers lunged at Zhang Xi.

The impact of his step made the brick on the ground crack.

He was too fast; all the others could see was a white shimmer coming at Zhang Xi.

Lin Fan, however, could capture his movement, and swung both of his hammers upward at the man.