Chapter 1574 - 1575: You Must Die
The old man's eyes fixed tightly on Lin Chen, disbelief flickering in his gaze.
God Realm, it's actually God Realm.
The old man could hardly believe his eyes, that the young man before him possessed God Realm cultivation.
How is this possible, this young man is barely in his twenties!
"Mr. Chen, would you give an old man some face and let the young master go?" the old man said with some reverence.
He knew that today he had really hit a brick wall, not only was Boske no match for the young man, but even he himself was completely outclassed.
"Give you some face, sure, if you can revive the brothers from our Huameng who died, then I'll let you go." Lin Chen said coldly.
"Kid, what did you say? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Boske cursed coldly from the side.
"Bam!"
Lin Chen showed no mercy, directly kicking Boske's face.
Instantly, Boske's face was a bloody mess.
The old man's gaze condensed upon seeing this, but he dared not make any move.
He knew, the opponent before him was too strong, that even if the other wanted Boske dead, it would be a mere gesture.
Boske's handsome face was long disfigured by Lin Chen's kick.
He looked at Lin Chen filled with venom.
"You brat, you dare kick me, do you know who I am? I'm the godson of the World Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch." Boske said angrily.
Boske knew, his strength was completely crushed by the opponent, so he brought out his godfather, hoping to deter Lin Chen.
"Hierarch's godson, so you are that old bastard's godson."
Upon hearing that name, the corner of Lin Chen's mouth lifted slightly, eyes full of disdain.
This bastard.
If the young man ignores him, it's somewhat understandable, but now he even cursed his godfather as a bastard.
"You brat, dare to curse my godfather, you're doomed. If you kneel and admit your mistake, I can spare you, otherwise, not only will you die, but all of your Huameng people will be buried with you." Boske said coldly.
Lin Chen heard Boske's words and suddenly laughed.
He laughed at the arrogance of the young man, thinking that with Yuan Tiangang's protection, he could do whatever he pleased.
Lin Chen's foot finally lifted, eyes cold as he looked at Boske underneath.
Seeing Lin Chen lift his foot, Boske thought Lin Chen was scared, coldly saying, "Brat, wise move."
Boske thought Lin Chen chickened out, arrogantly burst into laughter.
However, Lin Chen's lifted foot suddenly descended.
"Crunch!" His leg bone was directly broken by Lin Chen's stomp.
"I said, you killed twenty-three people, so I'll break twenty-three of your bones."
As the words fell, Lin Chen's foot stomped down again.
Crunch!
Accompanied by pig-like wails, Boske's other leg bone was directly broken by Lin Chen.
"Young master!"
The old man saw Lin Chen's ruthless move, could no longer care about Lin Chen's strength, pounced toward Lin Chen.
He saw the old man's claw-like hands, suddenly transforming into incredibly hard steel spikes.
Swish! Accompanied by a cold light, the spikes directly stabbed at Lin Chen.
Yet facing those spikes, Lin Chen neither dodged nor flinched, surprisingly swung a fist.
"Crunch!"
With a crisp sound, the steel spikes on the old man's hand were directly smashed by Lin Chen.
These spikes were manifested by the old man using Qi, this punch not only shattered the spikes but also sent the old man flying.
The old man crashed heavily into the wall, falling to the ground.
He gritted his teeth and stood up, at this moment feeling that the arm he just clashed with Lin Chen was now completely numb.
"Damn it, his firepower is too strong."
"Master!"
Boske saw that even his master couldn't withstand one move from Lin Chen, his face turning ugly.
His master was of Demigod Realm cultivation, yet in front of Lin Chen couldn't last even one move.
How strong exactly is this brat's strength!
At this moment, Boske finally felt fear.
Because the young man before him was simply too strong.
Defeating his master in one move, this brat's strength could only mean one thing, God Realm.
Thinking of the young man before him, of similar age, possessing God Realm cultivation, Boske was almost dumbfounded.
Now he finally understood why when he mentioned he was the Hierarch's godson, the opponent wasn't afraid.
One must know Lin Chen was of God Realm strength, the world's top-tier powerhouse, how would he fear your godfather.
"Young master, run!" the old man clutched his chest, shouted through clenched teeth.
At this moment, Boske finally broke free from the shock, forced through the pain covering his body to stand up, desperately running toward the exit.
And the old man also gritted his teeth and stood up, wanting to block Lin Chen.
Lin Chen snorted coldly, the old man just approached, was directly kicked away by him.
The next instant, Lin Chen's body was already swiftly rushing out.
Boske had just reached the door, yet he felt a cold aura swiftly approaching from behind.
"Bam!"
Along with a muffled sound, Boske felt a powerful force strike his shoulder, instantly pain surged through his whole body.
Boske staggered forward.
However, Lin Chen didn't give him a chance to fall.
As his body fell, Lin Chen appeared right in front of him.
Crunch!
Another sound of bone breaking, Boske's body was kicked flying again by Lin Chen, soaring four or five meters.
"Bam bam bam!"
Series of impacts sounded in the air.
Crunch!
Accompanied by the sound of bone shattering, Boske's wrist was directly crushed by Lin Chen, then his forearm, hand, shoulder, knee...
At this moment, Boske was finally afraid.
He didn't want to die, he suffered so much without even experiencing glamour and wealth.
"You, you can't kill me..." Boske's body fell, shouted with eyes full of fear.
At this moment, the corner of Lin Chen's mouth carried a bloodthirsty evil smile, "I said, as many Huameng Martial Artists you killed, as many bones I will break of yours."
Bam bam bam!
Another string of rapid blows.
Boske's body's bones broke inch by inch, covered in blood, a bloody aura spreading throughout the nightclub.
Above the nightclub, Boske's tragic screams echoed.
Boske felt all his bones were shattered, the intense pain almost made him faint.
In his gaze, there was no longer any pride left, replaced by fear and awe.
Not just Boske, everyone else in the nightclub was also fearful.
Many guests were holding back the fear in their hearts.
Though many had been in underground forces for decades, such terrifying events were indeed their first encounter.
"Chen Lin, don't kill me, I am willing to..."
"Sorry, it's too late, you must die." At this moment, Lin Chen's eyes surged with killing intent.
"No!"
In Boske's unwilling roar, Lin Chen punched his chest.
"Boom!"
A figure plummeted from the air, and the screams finally came to a halt.
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