Chapter 484: I Want the Front Hole, I Want the Back Hole

"So fierce..." Lin Fa was now covered in dust.

This hard, desolate land had long been shattered by those two bastards, countless clods of barren soil flying up and covering Lin Fan's body.

And Lin Fan took this opportunity to hide himself, slowly drawing closer.

"Three-Headed Giant King, today I will surely slay you." The ancient tribe's chiliarch, his pitch-black body bearing a shocking wound, black blood spilling everywhere.

On that wound, stinking black blood also gushed out with a splash.

"Ancient tribe, today I, Three-Headed Giant King, will devour you." The Three-Headed Giant King roared, his golden eyes filled with ferocity.

...

Lin Fan, hiding in the shadows, was watching with great relish.

"Brother Three-Headed, hit him, yeah, just like that, smack the shit out of him."

"Ah, Brother Ancient Tribe, step it up, that punch was just a hair away from piercing through Brother Three-Headed."

"Damn, come on, slash him, smack him..."

Lin Fan lay there, clenching his fists, waving them, cheering.

But who this cheering was for, he didn't know; in Lin Fan's view, the best outcome was both sides suffering heavy losses, and in the end, he would reap them all.

But the ancient beast and the ancient tribe both had equally good innate physiques, and their cultivation levels were, damn it, exactly the same—this had to be said, it was a tragedy.

However, Lin Fan thought, if Brother Three-Headed's cultivation was higher than this ancient tribe's, then what business would he have here?

Brother Three-Headed would just claw the ancient tribe to death, swallow him raw, pat his butt, and leave—then what profit would Lin Fan have?

Right, that's it, equal strength, both sides crippled, that's the best.

Time passed minute by minute.

Lin Fan was also a bit speechless.

These two bastards, how come they still haven't settled the score?

They had plenty of injuries, but not a trace of fatigue—this left Lin Fan at a loss for words.

"The physiques of the ancient tribe and ancient beasts are too strong. If it were another race with so many injuries, they'd probably have collapsed long ago. Not like these two, who fight even fiercer. What to do?"

Lin Fan was now afraid of one problem: that these two would realize neither could do anything to the other, and in the end, they'd exchange harsh words and leave.

If that really happened, then he'd have no place to cry.

Lin Fan stroked his chin, feeling he should do something to spice up the fight.

"Big Fan Ge"—this drug wasn't impossible, but the key was that the aura around the two was too strong; Big Fan Ge definitely couldn't get close.

What to do?

Lin Fan racked his brains, but couldn't come up with a good plan for a while.

If he ran up and threw a handful at an unexpected moment, that wasn't impossible, but the risk was a bit high.

And at that moment, something unusual happened on the scene.

"Three-Headed Giant King, you can't do anything to me." The ancient tribe's chiliarch panted slightly, glaring at the Three-Headed Giant King.

"I will kill you." The Three-Headed Giant King was furious, but truly didn't know what to do.

If this continued, neither could kill the other.

"The ancient tribe is the tribe of heaven's will. Three-Headed Giant King, I tell you, if you insist on fighting me to the end, you will bring great trouble to your Three-Headed Giant King tribe." The ancient tribe's chiliarch, now unwilling to fight, threatened.

"You..." The Three-Headed Giant King's three heads roared ferociously, confronting him like this.

...

Lin Fan saw this and lamented the tragedy; judging by the situation, these two might really stop fighting.

"No, I can't wait any longer. I have to execute the plan. Risk is risk; fortune favors the bold. At worst, I'll be killed once, and after these two leave, I'll resurrect." Lin Fan thought it over and finally decided to take a risk.

Lin Fan checked his backpack; "Big Fan Ge" was piled up like a mountain, countless, more than enough.

Swish!

Lin Fan crawled forward, quickly approaching the front.

At that moment, the Three-Headed Giant King and the ancient tribe's chiliarch were locked in battle again.

But this time, neither was as fierce as before; it seemed like they were just going through the motions.

And just as Lin Fan got close to them,

The ancient tribe's chiliarch and the Three-Headed Giant King suddenly stopped.

"Three-Headed Giant King, I'll call it quits with you today. But rest assured, this grudge is set. From now on, my tribe will do its utmost to slay members of the Three-Headed Giant King tribe." The ancient tribe's chiliarch said viciously.

"Hmph, you remember this too. The Three-Headed Giant King tribe will also slay your ancient tribe from now on." The Three-Headed Giant King roared.

The Three-Headed Giant King was a carnivorous ancient beast. Because of the ancient tribe's dominance, members of the Three-Headed Giant King tribe never killed ancient tribe members; they always killed weaker major races and devoured them.

But today, the menu of the Three-Headed Giant King tribe added the ancient tribe as a new item.

"Damn, they really stopped fighting. This is too much. Now these two are just trash-talking." Lin Fan, hiding there, was also helpless.

But luckily, he had prepared early. You two bastards, you have to fight today whether you like it or not, or all my efforts today will be wasted.

Just as the ancient tribe's chiliarch and the Three-Headed Giant King were about to have one final round of trash talk, Lin Fan suddenly appeared.

"Big Fan Ge, go, it's time for you to shine."

This roar startled them.

Bang!

Countless "Big Fan Ge" burst open, turning into a thick cloud of smoke.

Watching the smoke diminish, Lin Fan was overjoyed. Absorb it, absorb it fiercely, the more the better.

"Huff!"

Heavy panting echoed between heaven and earth.

Lin Fan was ecstatic; it had worked.

"Big Fan Ge" had done great deeds again.

Though the scene that would follow might be a bit bloody, a bit nauseating, it was all for experience.

As long as there was experience, even the most disgusting scene, Lin Fan would watch with relish.

The world was desolate. A faint smile curled at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth. He raised both hands and shouted, "Come on, get wild, release the power within you, let this land know you exist."

Lin Fan looked ahead, his heart full of joy. But just then, his voice abruptly stopped.

Because before him, four blood-red eyes were fixed on him.

Lin Fan, stared at by those four blood-red eyes, felt his butthole tighten, a sense of foreboding.

"What are you looking at me for? This is between you two..." Lin Fan swallowed, a chill shooting up from the soles of his feet, his heart turning cold.

"Huff..."

Heavy panting echoed through heaven and earth.

The hot breath sprayed across the land.

"I want the front hole on him..." The Three-Headed Giant King now felt his whole body burning; the hatred in his heart had been covered by the restless desire.

"I want the back hole on him..." The ancient tribe's chiliarch said hoarsely.

Hearing what these two said, Lin Fan immediately covered his mouth and ass, feeling that those four scarlet eyes were filled with boundless aggression.

"No, that's not how the script goes... Help..." Lin Fan clamped his butt and started running without looking back.

"Stop... I need to vent..." The ancient tribe's chiliarch and the Three-Headed Giant King roared, chasing after Lin Fan.

"No... Help... I'll never use Big Fan Ge recklessly again." Lin Fan wailed, the script was clearly not like this.