Lin Hai forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, dodging a searing flame, but his arm was a step slow, emitting a burnt smell.

"Such strong flames, even Gang Qi can't resist it."

He was secretly shocked at heart, but soon came to a realization, and deliberately glanced at the large 38D metal.

That look, in the woman's view, was extremely lecherous, an insult to herself.

The red-haired foreign girl inhaled deeply, her flames shooting out wildly.

Scorching, scorching, scorching—

Three flames sped towards him rapidly.

Lin Hai felt his sexy hair almost got burned by the flames.

"Tsk tsk, still a bit slow."

He uttered a contemptuous laugh, convinced the woman wouldn't stand a chance in close combat.

Having said that, he deliberately glanced at the large 38D metal again.

The foreign girl grew even angrier; Lin Hai's actions were a great insult to her, making lewd gestures even while crossing blows, utterly detestable!

She started to spew flames more aggressively.

Lin Hai, meanwhile, leapt up and down, occasionally smashing the ground casually, lifting his hand to crush the air, hurling the rubble towards the red-haired foreign girl.

Transformed people, Lin Hai had heard of these kinds; some twisted individuals replace certain body parts with weapons to gain a short-term increase in strength.

The original Mechanics were transformed people.

But this phenomenon started in the 1990s and faded in the early 21st century.

Nowadays, hardly anyone played this way because, firstly, the damage to the body was permanent; secondly, the offensive efficacy was temporary, only useful as a surprising trick, but once seen through, it had no advantage.

After dodging multiple times, the red-haired woman's flames had obviously almost depleted.

"Heh heh, that's all?"

Lin Hai suddenly sneered coldly, his palm wrapped in Gang Qi, taking the initiative to attack, striking in the air directly at the foreign girl.

This palm strike carried an astounding momentum.

A hint of urgent panic flashed in the woman's eyes.

She wanted to dodge, but found that her close-range speed was no match for Lin Hai.

"You think I was just now looking at what? Your 38D size, I was measuring how many flames you could spew."

A cold voice sounded.

She raised her hand wanting to resist, but found it was too late!

Dang!

A clear sound rang out, the woman flew backwards, spewing a mouthful of blood.

That 38D metal shell also showed several cracks.

The strength of this palm strike was too strong.

She looked shocked, not caring about anything else, she tumbled awkwardly on the ground to Blood Earl's side, her eyes staring fixedly at Lin Hai.

After all, that palm strike was too terrifying, what a harsh man.

At this moment, that metal shell was slightly deformed, indenting a bit.

The woman coldly watched Lin Hai, full of guard.

"Blood Earl, it looks like you might perish in Huaxia."

Lin Hai walked as if leisurely in a garden, because of the effects of the Holy Blood medicine and Supreme Finger Bone blood circulating in his body, he had mostly recovered by now and was ready to continue the battle.

Blood Earl on the ground, his back writhing, that earlier punch had cracked his spine, and he was recovering through a special method.

Hearing Lin Hai's words, Blood Earl started to laugh, involuntarily shaking his body a bit, then spoke: "King Yan, you're not yet capable of killing me."

"Oh? Is that so?" Lin Hai was very confident.

The European man, who had remained silent all this time, stepped forward, blocking Lin Hai.

From him, emerged a very cold aura, completely different from that of the earlier woman.

"How so? She commands fire, and you command ice?" Lin Hai teased.

"You guessed right, King Yan, let me witness your strength."

As he finished speaking, the man gave off an even colder aura, fully of chill, and threw a punch towards Lin Hai.

"With that speed, you're not even worth watching."

Lin Hai skillfully pushed the opponent away with a palm, staring intently at him.

The European man was stunned for a moment: "What are you looking at?"

"Damn, I'm on guard here. That foreign chick can breathe fire, don't tell me you can breathe ice?"

"Damn it! You dare to insult me!"

The European man became furiously angry, his fingers spread out, torrents of deep blue airflow bursting forth, the blue glow swirling like glaciers exploding, smashing towards Lin Hai.

"So it's in the fingers, not much quantity, I don't need to dodge."

Lin Hai laughed out loud, his Dantian's Gang Qi furiously surging, throwing a straight punch, with a murderous aura.

"Come on, battle!"

"I'm going to kill you, King Yan."

The deep blue airflow struck towards him.

Lin Hai, fearless, suddenly grabbed in the void, his Gang Qi surging, crushing and grinding.

He broke through the blue airflow and punched towards the opponent's chest.

The opponent's fingers crazily sprayed out blue airflow, as if to freeze the air.

"The strongest power!"

"Eight Stele Hand, Heavenly Creation, Divine Shadow Eight Steps."

One hand as a palm, crushing the blue Qi, one hand as fingers, like a razor slicing through the path, pointed straight at the opponent, speeding up underfoot.

In just an instant, Lin Hai utilized his strongest combination technique, ready to end the fight swiftly.

A sound like shattering glass suddenly erupted, chunks of ice formed from the blue airflow were shattered.

A finger jabbed on the opponent's palm.

A sound of bones cracking emerged from the center of the palm, which caved in, and with a bang, the European man's palm was pierced through by the finger.

This made the opponent lose color in shock, frantically retreating, his left hand effectively out of commission.

"How about it? Coming for more?"

After speaking, Lin Hai clapped his hands, making a crisp slapping sound.

Swish swish swish—

Three figures jumped down from around, surrounding Blood Earl and his companions; they were the Kui Wood Wolves and others who were disturbed during the fight.

"Lord Blood Earl, didn't see that coming, did you?"

"King Yan, indeed I did not expect this, I originally thought you were an Ancient Martial Artist from Huaxia, but I was wrong."

"Unexpected indeed, the mighty King Yan, alone, wielding three types of Xuan Skill, and they are all complete and intact."

"Xuan Skill?" Lin Hai puzzled.

"What is a Xuan Skill?"

Blood Earl began to laugh: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I truly couldn't believe that a person who doesn't even know what Xuan Skills are possesses three sets of them."

"Enough nonsense, what is a Xuan Skill?"

Lin Hai asked coldly.

"Xuan Skill, is a kind of killing technique more perfect than Ancient Martial arts, it is where your Huaxia's oldest Ancient Martial Artists gathered strengths of a hundred schools, exhausted their minds, and kneaded the essence of countless Cultivation Techniques to create this kung fu."

"As far as I know, Huaxia has a total of seven kinds of Xuan Skills, and also one Ancient Profound Skill."

"Ancient Profound Skill? Even more formidable than the Xuan Skill?"

Blood Earl nodded, perplexed as he glanced at Lin Hai, then said: "I really wonder, you know nothing, how did you come to possess so many Xuan Skills."

"In your Huaxia, there are seven fingertip bones circulating, which record seven kinds of Xuan Skills, aside from which, there's an eighth fingertip bone, called the Supreme Finger Bone, and upon it, it is said to record a terrifying Cultivation Technique that can step into a supreme Martial Path Realm, called the Ancient Profound Skill, and it is said that the seven Xuan Skills are all extensions of this Ancient Profound Skill."