Chapter 16: Hell Arena (VI)

Lin Fan's heart tightened, and he rushed toward Thunder without hesitation.

Thunder tried to raise his repairing mechanical arm to block, but the arm was severely damaged from the previous fight, making its movements sluggish and incapable of forming an effective defense.

Lin Fan tapped his toes, his figure moving as fast as lightning.

The Qi surging within his body enveloped his hands, forming a layer of sharp, invisible Qi blades.

"That's enough. It's over!"

Lin Fan let out a low shout, his palm transforming into a blur as he thrust it directly into Thunder's chest cavity.

The alloy shell emitted a harsh cracking sound, sparks scattered everywhere, and the dense network of circuits and mechanical devices inside was laid bare.

Thunder's eyes suddenly flashed red as he attempted to launch a final counterattack, but it was already too late.

Lin Fan gripped his palm, accurately seizing the electronic energy core, a sphere of energy shimmering with blue-white light.

He pulled with force without hesitation, tearing out the electronic energy core along with bundles of connecting wires.

"Boom!"

Thunder's body twitched violently, the red light rapidly faded, and his entire mechanical body ceased operation, crashing to the ground.

The light that had once surged within his chest cavity was completely extinguished.

Lin Fan lifted the energy core in his hand, stared at it for a moment, and after confirming it was still intact, casually put it away.

He exhaled gently, and the surging Qi within his body gradually calmed down.

At this moment, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat had formed on his forehead, but his expression remained calm, even carrying a hint of triumph.

Thunder's mechanical body could no longer move, becoming a completely cold metallic wreck.

The audience was silent for a moment, then erupted into deafening cheers.

"Lin Fan! Lin Fan!" The audience's shouts rose and fell.

On the high platform, Nightingale also revealed a meaningful smile. She clapped gently and spoke elegantly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you have witnessed a true miracle. The undefeated legend of our Hell Arena is no longer Thunder, but—Lin Fan!"

However, Lin Fan did not care about these things. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked down at Thunder's mechanical wreck, and said in a low voice:

"From today on, you fight for me. No one can stop my plan."

He put away the energy core, turned, and walked toward Nightingale, leaving behind a stadium filled with shocked and awestruck gazes.

Lin Fan walked off the center of the arena; the audience's cheers were still as turbulent as a tide, but he did not give them another glance.

Nightingale was already waiting for him in the long corridor, her eyes filled with a bit more respect and a hint of excitement.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly as she took the initiative to meet him, saying in a low voice: "You are truly not simple, Lin Fan. It seems I bet correctly."

Lin Fan glanced at her, his eyes calm yet sharp: "No need for flattery. What I want is not just your respect. What I need is for the power of this place to be used by me."

Nightingale nodded, her smile becoming even more charming: "Rest assured, from this moment on, this is your stage. We can provide Thunder and all of his resources. If you are willing, we can even use our top-tier cybernetic technology to enhance him, making him completely loyal to you."

Lin Fan pondered for a moment and said indifferently: "Acceptable. However, I do not wish to see him have his own consciousness again. His actions must be completely under my control."

A flash of shrewdness crossed Nightingale's eyes as she said in a low voice: "Rest assured, we can do that. By implanting a master control chip, his memories and emotions will be erased, turning him into a tool that completely obeys you."

Lin Fan nodded slightly, then looked up at Nightingale: "Besides this, I also need a group of elite warriors. I know that the Hell Arena is never short of excellent cybernetic warriors."

Nightingale chuckled, looking at Lin Fan with burning eyes: "As long as you are willing to pay a sufficient price, you can have as many people as you want. Do you want these people just to protect yourself, or for a greater goal?"

Lin Fan's lips curled slightly, and an unfathomable smile appeared in his eyes: "Protecting myself is just the foundation; I need them to accomplish some more important things."

Nightingale nodded without asking anything more, turning instead to instruct her attendant nearby:

"Bring our list of the strongest warriors for Mr. Lin to choose from. Also, immediately arrange for the modification of Thunder's body and hand over control to Mr. Lin."

The attendant immediately took the order and left. Nightingale turned to look at Lin Fan again:

"You have already won the respect of this arena, but I think you are not just satisfied with this, right?"

Lin Fan's gaze lingered on Nightingale's full, upright breasts wrapped in black leather, his tone low and straightforward: "Yes, I also want you."

Nightingale did not show any shyness; instead, a flash of excitement and playfulness crossed her eyes.

She walked over slowly, her voice soft and charming yet laced with provocation: "You are the strongest man I have ever seen; naturally, you deserve to possess me."

She turned around, her steps elegant and somewhat provocative, as if each step were deliberately showcasing her graceful curves.

Her hidden metallic tail appeared, swaying gently with her waist, tracing a unique arc.

The lights in the corridor were dim, making her figure appear even more mysterious and charming.

Nightingale stopped in front of a door, her slender fingers tapping a few times on the button on the wall, and the door slid open slowly.

She looked back at Lin Fan, the corners of her lips curling up, her voice low and soft yet full of temptation:

"Come in, strong man. I would like to see just how strong you really are."

Lin Fan smiled slightly, his eyes carrying a hint of profound meaning, and walked slowly into the room.

The door closed automatically behind him, shutting out the noise of the outside world.

The lights in the room were soft yet ambiguous, emitting a faint fragrance.

The surroundings were filled with a sense of modern technology, with screens embedded in the walls displaying dynamic scenes of the galaxy.

In the center sat a wide, soft sofa, beside which was a low metal table neatly holding several bottles of expensive liquor.

Nightingale walked with elegant steps to the center of the room, turned, and leaned against the sofa, the black leather outlining her graceful figure.

She raised her hand, fiddling with her metallic tail, her voice laced with a bit of provocation:

"Lin Fan, do you know? Here, no one can make me feel… excited like you do."

Lin Fan stood where he was, scrutinizing Nightingale, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly: "So, is your invitation meant for testing, or for satisfaction?"

Nightingale chuckled, stood up slowly, and moved a few steps closer, almost pressing against Lin Fan's front.

She looked up, staring directly into Lin Fan's eyes, her voice low and soft yet carrying a hint of provocation:

"That depends on whether you can make me feel it's worth it."

Lin Fan's lips curled up, and he reached out to gently lift Nightingale's chin: "Then let's try."

A strange gleam flashed in Nightingale's eyes; she did not retreat, but instead, a meaningful smile curled on her lips.

"As you wish, strong man."

"Swish…" Nightingale pulled down the zipper of her black leather dress from the top.

As she completely slipped off the leather dress, revealing the tight and alluring curves underneath, it appeared even more charming under the lights.

The shimmering Blue Blood Heart in the center of her jade-like breasts possessed a soul-captivating magic that made it impossible for Lin Fan to look away.

"The Blue Blood Heart," Nightingale said in a soft tone, carrying a hint of pride.

"This is my secret, and also my pride. It keeps me from aging and illness. This is my only cybernetic part, paired with this sexy tail. Are you satisfied?"

Her words contained a hint of provocation.

Lin Fan's gaze swept over her perky figure, and the agile tail at her waist added a touch of fatal attraction.

He took a deep breath, but found himself unable to suppress the burning heat surging within him.

Everything about Nightingale seemed to exist specifically to stir up his wild nature.

"Satisfied."

Lin Fan's voice was low and hoarse, like a torrent that had been suppressed for a long time finally breaking its dam.

The next moment, he lunged at Nightingale, like a beast that had undergone Awakening.

Nightingale let out a cry of surprise, but offered no resistance; instead, she was full of joy and took the initiative to welcome his embrace.