"Ouch, oh my god, senior brother is in so much pain. Use a bit more strength, I can't take it anymore." On the Saint Devil Sect's training field, a youth that looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old was standing there, screaming in pain. However, his pained expression revealed a hint of satisfaction.
Lin Fan had a secret, and that was that he wasn't a native of this place. Instead, he came from Earth. It wasn't his soul that transmigrated, but his body.
When he first arrived in this mysterious world, Lin Fan's heart was filled with joy. Have you ever read novels? Which one of the protagonists in the novels wasn't amazing? Strength, status, money, beauties, they were all easily obtained.
With a shake of his body and a release of the aura of a bastard, it didn't matter if you were a sect's supreme being or an absolute beauty, you would all obediently bow down to your feet.
However, before Lin Fan's daydream came to an end, he realized that something was wrong. He was actually a punching bag for some devil sect's disciples to train in. When he found out about this, Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
He had just transmigrated, how did he become a punching bag? This didn't make sense.
'Even if I'm trash or something, I'll accept it. But no matter what, I should have at least come up with a more reliable identity to hide.'
However, he was now a punching bag for others to train in. This made Lin Fan speechless, and he even secretly cried for a few days.
During his first year in the Saint Devil Sect, Lin Fan, who was still very ignorant, suffered inhumanly. He was even almost beaten into a third class trash.
If it wasn't for the fact that the Saint Devil Sect still had some conscience and gave the punching bags a body training manual, he would have died long ago.
《Titanium Grade Demon Body》
When he first received this body training manual, Lin Fan's heart was filled with joy. Look at this name, it was so cool and domineering. If he successfully cultivated it, wouldn't he be invincible in the world?
But when Lin Fan tried to figure it out for himself, he realized that this was a f * cking f * cking sh * t.
《Titanium Grade Demon Body》 had a total of three levels. It was a body refining technique that the founder of the Saint Devil Sect had casually written down. It was a secret manual exclusive to punching bags.
Even if he had reached the third level, according to the secret manual, he would have achieved a titanium grade demon body, which meant that he would only be taken down by those disciples with a real weapon.
Fortunately, the heavens did not disappoint those who persevered. Lin Fan's tragic fate made even the heavens unable to tolerate it. On a dark and windy night, Lin Fan discussed life with the daughter of the Duke of Zhou in his sleep. Then, he discovered that he suddenly had a digitized system.
Lin Fan studied it for a long time, but he couldn't find any artificial intelligence mentioned in the novel. He had to figure it out on his own.
As for this digitalized system, Lin Fan didn't really understand it at first, but then he discovered that under his character's data panel, there was an additional data about him cultivating 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》.
Originally, after completing his daily work as a punching bag, Lin Fan would immediately rush back to eat and cultivate. After all, if he didn't successfully cultivate 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》, who knew when he would be killed by a heavy-handed person.
But now, Lin Fan just had to wait for these disciples to beat him up, then go back to sleep and daydream.
Lin Fan called out to the disciple whose face was flushed red, then opened his data panel and carefully looked at it. If he worked a bit harder, 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》 would rise to the fifth level.
As for this 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》 secret manual, it said that the highest level was only the third level, but he was almost at the fifth level. What was going on?
Name: Lin Fan
Level: 1
Experience Points: 0
Martial Skills: 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》 Level 4 (20003000)
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Lin Fan looked at his own data panel and felt a little sad. He had been stuck at level 1 for a long time. As for leveling up, it wasn't that Lin Fan hadn't thought about it, but he hadn't been able to find a way.
It had been a year since he came to this world. Even though he hadn't left the Saint Devil Sect, Lin Fan had still heard about the cultivation levels here.
Precelestial, precelestial, pericelestial, lesser celestial, greater celestial …
Each level was divided into nine levels.
Lin Fan knew that it probably wasn't just these, but he was just a punching bag. Being able to find this much was already quite good.
“+1。”
“+1。”
“+1。”
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The experience of 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》 slowly rose. Lin Fan looked at the sect disciple in front of him who was already using all his strength and sighed. Today was like seeing a ghost, to actually meet such a noob disciple. Every attack only gave 1 experience point.
And when the fists hit his body, they were weak and powerless. Lin Fan even thought, 'I hope I don't get any more experience …'
Sure enough, whatever he wanted came true.
“+0。”
“+0。”
…
'Damn it, this trash really can't do it anymore. If he doesn't get any experience, then what's the point of playing?'
Lin Fan turned his head and looked at his fellow punching bags, who were currently screaming in pain, as if they had suffered the biggest injury in their lives.
In the Saint Devil Sect, even if a punching bag was beaten to death by a disciple, no one would care. They would just dig a hole and bury them.
"Why aren't you screaming?" Looking at Lin Fan, who had been screaming in pain a moment ago, looking around, the disciple was enraged. When he saw the punching bag howling in pain, even though he was a little tired, he was still excited. He felt that he was really strong. Lin Fan looked at Lin Fan in disbelief.
But right now, he was angry.
Lin Fan, who was thinking that this day shouldn't be wasted, looked at the sect disciple in front of him, "Scream your ass. Acting is very tiring, okay? Your fists are weak and powerless, just like a girl."
When that sect disciple heard these humiliating words, his face instantly turned pale, then green, and his eyes became extremely angry.
Looking at the sect disciple's face, Lin Fan also burst out laughing, "Your expression is not bad. Go back and drink more milk, it's like an itch."
"You … you." The sect disciple suddenly seemed to be unable to speak, and his voice also became choked. That originally fierce gaze suddenly changed, becoming watery.
"Wah … You are bullying me, my fists are not weak."
At this moment, Lin Fan was instantly stunned. Looking at that disciple whose butt was split open, crying loudly and running away from the training field, he was also speechless.
As a demon sect disciple, how could he not take such a blow?
Lin Fan shook his head, no longer paying attention to this guy. He had to think of a way to quickly raise his level.
The fourth level 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》 was already a bit overpowered, who knew what this fifth level would be like.
Lin Fan held his chin and stood in place, looking at the surrounding sect disciples who were doing their best to beat up the punching bags, his mouth suddenly revealed a trace of a smile.
'Looks like I have to turn on the taunt mode.'
Lin Fan gathered his qi, then let out a loud roar.
"All of you stop, I have something to say …"
This roar of Lin Fan's was completely comparable to the lion's roar in novels. In Lin Fan's eyes, wasn't it just a competition of whose voice was louder?
Thinking back to when he was on Earth, he was the class leader, it was not good for his voice not to be loud.
The sect disciples who were training with the punching bags were also stopped by this roar.
Those screaming punching bags looked at Lin Fan with bruised faces, not knowing what this punching bag who was in the same group as them was going to do.
At this time, some of the punching bags hurriedly caught their breaths, waiting for the next wave of attacks.
'When will these days come to an end?'
It was said that if one trained 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》 to the third level, they would be able to become an outer sect examination disciple, just like these outer sect examination disciples who treated them like punching bags.
But thinking about it, it felt impossible. Some of the old punching bags who had been here for a few years could only train 《Titanium Grade Demon Body》 to the first level.
As for the third level, it was even harder than ascending to the heavens.
And at this time, those punching bags who were still catching their breaths, when they heard the next sentence, were all dumbfounded.
'This guy is going to be beaten to death.'
"Don't look at me with those confused eyes. Forgive me for being blunt, but in my eyes, everyone here is trash …" Lin Fan had one hand behind his back, and curled his finger at these outer sect examination disciples with contempt.
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