Big Tank stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move forward.
With a thud.
A burly man, clutching a severed hand still gripping a steel pipe, collapsed right in front of Big Tank, making him swallow nervously.
This time, Evan Lin didn’t move fast—he was almost slow, but every shift seemed to perfectly catch the gaps in their attacks.
So out of ten people, not a single one even managed to touch Evan’s clothes!
Evan tilted his head, dodged a steel pipe, swung his blade, then stepped in and grabbed another man’s wrist. With a downward press, a crisp snap echoed as bones broke.
Evan weaved among them, blade rising and falling—severed palms and steel pipes scattered all over the floor.
Those men, now missing their hands, collapsed on the ground, howling in pain.
In an instant, the entire office was shrouded in a thick, bloody stench.
Snake’s face turned grim as he watched, his eyes full of shock.
When Evan finally sheathed his blade, the last three burly men standing beside him had their hands separated from their arms at the exact same moment. All three dropped to the ground, and Evan walked right past them, heading straight for the man in the suit.
"You! What are you going to do?" The man in the suit saw Evan approaching, his face pale, forehead drenched in cold sweat, legs shaking uncontrollably, eyes filled with terror.
This guy was a demon!
"Just now, I heard you say you wanted to chop me up and feed me to the dogs?" Evan snorted coldly, clenched his right fist, and smashed it into the man’s face with a gust of force.
The man in the suit was sent flying by Evan’s punch, his head spinning a full one-eighty around his neck.
He lay sprawled on the ground, but his face was turned toward the ceiling—Evan’s punch had snapped his neck!
Evan stood there, eyeing Snake—who was still sitting in place—with a hint of amusement. He spoke coldly: "Twenty-five minutes left."
"Twenty-five my ass!" Snake roared, suddenly springing up. At 1.9 meters tall, he loomed like a mountain, grabbing the folding knife off the desk and lunging at Evan.
"No one’s ever dared make trouble in my place! Tonight I’ll cripple you!" Snake howled, his folding knife slicing through the air with a cold gleam.
Evan raised an eyebrow, refusing to back down. His own blade flashed forward.
Clang!
The sound of blades striking each other rang out.
Evan frowned—Snake’s muscles bulged all over, packed with raw power.
Like a berserk giant, Snake kept charging straight at Evan.
"Die!" Snake roared, smashing a fist forward.
Evan twisted aside, then stabbed Snake’s arm muscle with his blade, one-handed.
"Get lost!"
Snake bellowed, lifting his leg to kick at Evan.
Years of training and regular herbal soaks had made his skin especially tough.
For most people, even stabbing with a dagger would only leave a shallow wound on Snake’s arm.
But Evan’s blade just now had sunk all the way into Snake’s arm, making him widen his eyes in pain and grow even more frenzied.
Evan stepped back a few paces, eyeing Snake with interest. "Didn’t expect your skin to be that thick."
Snake stood there, reached out, and yanked the blade from his arm—the reverse barbs tore out a chunk of flesh, making his eyes twitch.
He tossed the blade aside and glared at Evan with a vicious look. "You’re strong—Brightsea hasn’t seen someone like you in a long time. But this is where it ends!"
"Now you don’t even have a knife—how are you going to fight me? I’ll chop your hands off myself!" Snake roared, striding forward. Despite his massive size, he moved fast.
The strength he’d built up from years of training was extraordinary.
"Who said I need a knife to cripple you?" Evan sneered. "Just because I called you fat, you get all worked up?"
Instead of retreating, Evan advanced—his right hand shifting from fist to palm, left foot bracing behind, then suddenly pushing off.
In the next instant, Evan darted forward.
"Seven Mysteries Dragon-Elephant Fist, First Form: Treading the Seven Stars!"
A sharp light flashed in Evan’s eyes—his whole figure seemed to blur and flicker.
"Impossible! Where did he go?" Snake gripped his folding knife in one hand, fist clenched in the other, his heart lurching as he realized his plan to finish Evan in a single blow had failed.
"On your left, idiot."
A cold voice rang in Snake’s ear. Instinctively, he swung his folding knife toward the left.
But he was fast—Evan was even faster!
"Seven Mysteries Dragon-Elephant Fist, Second Form: Thousand-Catty Jack!"
Evan clenched his right fist, knuckles jutting out, channeling all his power from left to right and focusing it into a single point—he unleashed a punch straight at Snake’s face.
Bang!
With a thunderous crash, Snake’s massive body was sent flying.
He slammed into the wall, leaving a deep dent.
"Impossible!"
Snake’s voice was hoarse as he tried to get up, but before he could move, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
It felt like every bone in his body had been shattered!
"Even knives couldn’t really hurt me—how is this possible?" Snake tried to move, but his strength was gone. His whole body ached, and he realized he’d lost control of his limbs.
The Seven Mysteries Dragon-Elephant Fist was the first Qi-Refining technique Evan 'Nine Mysteries' Lin learned in his past life. It focuses on channeling all the body’s strength into a single point for maximum impact.
The Seven Mysteries Dragon-Elephant Fist has seven forms. Evan is currently at the third level of Qi Refining, so he can only use the first five.
Originally, Evan hadn’t planned to use this move, but he didn’t expect Snake’s muscles and bones to be so tough.
"Nothing’s impossible. That punch hit your temple—now you’re just a lamb waiting for slaughter." Evan stood before Snake, hands clasped behind his back, perfectly calm.
"You’ve got fifteen minutes left, but looking at you, you can’t even make a phone call. So keeping your hands seems pretty pointless." Evan stepped forward.
"What are you going to do?!"
Snake watched Evan approach, face twisted in terror. "I’m with the Dongting Tiger! If you touch me, Boss Shaw will never let you off!"
"Sorry, but I don’t like being threatened." Evan shook his head, stepped up, and raised his foot.
He stomped down hard.
Twice in a row.
Evan crushed both of Snake’s hands completely!