Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 246 – Hell Training

The carriage sped across the wasteland, but the interior was unusually quiet.

Lu Yuan sat cross-legged, sweat beading on his forehead. He was trying his best to absorb the pile of level-three and level-four Crystals Lin Fan had just tossed him, hoping to make another breakthrough before they reached Border Dragon City.

On the other side, Lin Fan seemed utterly bored.

She toyed with the level-seven Crystal that had dropped from Long Jingyun, feeling the immense energy contained within.

This thing was indeed top-quality stuff. If she absorbed it now, her main body’s strength would probably get another boost.

But if she did that, she could forget about crossing the Rift at Border Dragon City.

“Tsk.”

Lin Fan casually tossed aside the Crystal that would drive any level-six Evolved being into a frenzy, as if discarding a useless rock.

Lu Yuan’s eyelids twitched, and his meditative state was instantly broken. He stared at the Crystal, which emanated a terrifying pressure, and swallowed hard. “Bi… Big Sis, what are you doing? Are you testing my self-control? I’m telling you, I have weak willpower. I can’t handle this kind of temptation!”

“Alright, stop pretending.” Lin Fan stretched lazily, loosening her muscles. The curves outlined by her black gothic dress rose and fell with her movements. “Pause your cultivation for a bit.”

“Huh?”

“Get out of the carriage,” Lin Fan said concisely.

“Get out for what? We’re in the middle of nowhere,” Lu Yuan said, his face full of vigilance.

Lin Fan glanced at him, a wicked curve playing on her lips. “Your hellish training begins now. Let me see just how you managed to survive under my cheap old man’s hand.”

A quarter of an hour later.

On the wasteland, two figures stood facing each other from a distance.

Lu Yuan wore a pained expression, his hands raised in surrender. “Big Sis, you can’t be serious, right? A real fight? This small frame of mine can’t even take a single kick from you. Let’s just spar lightly, just spar lightly!”

Lin… no, Long Wu just stood there quietly, saying nothing.

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She lifted a foot clad in a black high-heeled shoe and stomped lightly on the ground.

The next second, her figure vanished.

Lu Yuan’s pupils contracted. Almost instinctively, a dazzling white light erupted from his body, and he instantly shifted three meters sideways and back.

Swish!

A gust of wind grazed the tip of his nose.

Lin Fan’s figure appeared where he had just been standing, a long leg wrapped in black stockings raised high in a stunning over-the-head kick.

If that kick had landed, Lu Yuan’s head would have probably burst open like a watermelon.

“Not a bad reaction.” Lin Fan retracted her leg. Tapping the ground lightly with her toes, her body floated backward several meters like a weightless feather, completely silent.

Lu Yuan broke out in a cold sweat. The playful grin on his face had completely vanished, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

So fast!

And so bizarre!

He hadn’t felt any intense energy fluctuations at all. She was like a cat hunting in the dead of night—swift, elegant, yet filled with deadly killing intent.

“Light-based abilities aren’t just about running fast and flashbangs, are they?” Lin Fan tilted her head, looking like a curious young girl.

But in those golden eyes, Lu Yuan saw the appraising gaze of a hunter.

He took a deep breath and clapped his hands together in front of his chest.

“Light Prism!”

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With him at the center, dozens of sharp prisms made of light instantly shot out in all directions.

These Light Prisms moved at extreme speeds, fast enough to pierce through steel plates.

However, Lin Fan moved.

Her body weaved through the impenetrable matrix of Light Prisms with a flexibility that defied the laws of physics.

Bending backward, sliding sideways, spinning… every movement was like a graceful dance.

Her waist was incredibly supple, able to bend backward into an exaggerated arc, narrowly avoiding the slice of a Light Prism.

As her skirt fluttered, her slender calf lashed out like a black whip, precisely striking the side of a Light Prism aimed at her face.

Smack!

The Light Prism was kicked off course, shooting into the distant ground and blasting open a crater.

Lu Yuan’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

This… was this a member of the Dragon Clan?

Weren’t the Dragon Clan’s fighting methods all about activating Dragonization, then roaring and rampaging with Dragon Breath and brute force?

Since when had they become more agile than a cat?

With a figure like that, not becoming a ballet dancer was a waste of talent!

“Is that all?” Lin Fan landed lightly on a rock, looking down at him with a hint of disappointment in her tone.

“Big Sis, don’t force my hand!” Lu Yuan shouted.

He slammed his palm on the ground and yelled, “Refraction Domain!”

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In an instant, within a hundred-meter radius around Lu Yuan, the light began to distort strangely.

In Lin Fan’s eyes, Lu Yuan’s figure started to blur and overlap, as if a dozen identical phantoms had appeared at once, each with slightly different movements.

“Now this is getting interesting.” Lin Fan licked her lips.

Her Mental Strength instantly spread out, trying to lock onto Lu Yuan’s true body.

However, her mental perception was also interfered with by the distorted light. The result was no different from what her eyes were seeing.

She couldn’t lock on!

Just then, one of Lu Yuan’s figures suddenly appeared behind her, a Light Spear materializing in his hand as he thrust it viciously toward her back.

Without even turning her head, Lin Fan’s body folded backward at an impossible angle as if she had no bones, her entire torso nearly pressing against her own back. The Light Spear grazed past her chest, hitting nothing but air.

At the same time, her legs scissored toward Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was shocked, and his figure instantly dissipated into motes of light.

It was a fake!

Almost simultaneously, another figure of Lu Yuan materialized above Lin Fan’s head, a massive Light Sword in hand, chopping straight down!

Such a fast switch between illusion and reality!

A flash of admiration appeared in Lin Fan’s eyes.

Faced with this unavoidable strike, she didn’t dodge. Instead, she raised a hand.

Her five fingers spread open, palm facing up.

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An even purer, more solidified Mental Barrier instantly unfolded above her head.

The Light Sword struck the barrier, letting out a piercing screech as countless specks of light scattered, yet it couldn’t advance a single inch.

“Mental Strength? How is your Mental Strength so strong?!” Lu Yuan cried out in shock.

As a level-six Dragon Clan princess, her power system should be centered around her Bloodline and physical body. How could she possess such terrifying proficiency in Mental Strength?

This was even more outrageous than her physical skills!

“Break for me!” Lu Yuan roared, pouring all his energy into the Light Sword.

But Lin Fan just smiled.

“Your light is too straight,” she said softly.

The next second, the Mental Barrier suddenly rippled like the surface of water.

Lu Yuan’s Light Sword was actually guided by this strange ripple, and it bizarrely… bent!

Boom!

The massive Light Sword grazed past Lin Fan’s body and slammed heavily into the ground not far away, leaving behind a trench of unfathomable depth.

Lu Yuan was stunned.

His light… had bent?

How was that possible!

“Now, it’s my turn.”