Demon King's Lair Instant Five Beast Titan

I have to admit.

Lin Yu's reasoning was absolutely sound, completely convincing the two sisters.

The ones committing misdeeds were the other party—what did they have to fear?

Soon after.

The three of them continuously picked up stones from the ground.

Little Chi asked curiously:

"Lin Yu, can you really hit them from this far away?"

"Feels like my strength can only throw halfway across the pond."

In no time.

The three had gathered over twenty small stones in their hands. Lin Yu told Little Chi to hold them carefully.

Confidently, he said:

"Watch closely—my throwing arm isn’t any weaker than the vice president’s!"

With that.

Lin Yu controlled his strength and effortlessly tossed one.

If he threw it with full force…

Today wouldn’t just be about giving them a simple lesson.

They might have to call the families to identify "the thugs who got their heads blown off."

Even using just twenty or thirty percent of his strength.

It was still more pain than the demonic gang could handle!

Thud!

A dull sound came from the front of the four men.

Along with it was Gao Yumin’s gritted groan:

"Tsk! Ugh…"

"What the hell?!"

"Something just hit my leg!"

Gao Yumin clutched his calf and plopped down into the grass.

With him—the one leading the charge—down, the others behind him were blocked.

On Lin Yu, Chi Qingshui, and Chi Qingchi’s side.

Ding!

[Brilliant move! The Saint’s godly technique leaves his Dao companions in awe!]

[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]

Ding!

[Brilliant move…]

Chi Qingshui pointed at the rustling grass ahead, excitement in her voice:

"Did he actually hit them? They’ve stopped moving over there!"

Chi Qingchi, being more outgoing and lively,

jumped up excitedly, laughing:

"Hahaha, Lin Yu throws stones like he’s shooting bullets!"

"‘Whoosh’—and it flies straight over!"

"With a wall behind them and the pond ahead, they can only run forward or back, right?"

Lin Yu weighed the second stone in his hand and said:

"Yeah, no way we’re letting them escape that easily."

"Gotta leave a few lumps on their heads!"

"Let’s see if these shady creeps dare to mess with us again…"

The initial nervousness in Chi Qingshui and Chi Qingchi’s hearts had completely vanished.

Now, they focused intently, watching Lin Yu prepare his next throw.

Nervousness doesn’t disappear—it just transfers.

The four hiding in the grass were now in full panic.

"Big Gao, what hit you?"

"Did you step on something?"

"Get up and move, damn it! If you don’t, we’re stuck too!"

Gou Feng urged from behind, clearly frantic.

There was no time to waste.

If Lin Yu circled around, he’d catch up to them in no time!

Just a few dozen meters ahead was a paved path—if they could reach it, they could bolt.

As he spoke.

Another stone pierced through the thick grass, smacking Gou Feng square in the face.

Thud!

"Gah—!!"

Gou Feng clutched his face and collapsed into the grass.

A metallic taste flooded his mouth—his tongue had bitten down from the impact.

Never hit a man’s face.

But Lin Yu had no such reservations when it came to Gou Feng.

He’d heard everything Gou Feng said earlier.

The idea of coming back to mess with Lin Yu? All his doing.

The others could get off easy—Gou Feng needed to be taught a harsh lesson.

"A… a pebble?!"

"Who the hell’s throwing pebbles?!"

"Is my face… broken? Is it broken?!"

Gou Feng scrambled up, frantically touching his face, making Shi Yanhai and Zhao Bin check.

Shi Yanhai shook his head, voice trembling:

"N-no, not broken… just… purple…"

Gou Feng: "!!!"

Meanwhile, Zhao Bin peeked through the grass.

And there—he saw Lin Yu, winding up another throw in their direction!

"It’s Lin Yu! Lin Yu’s the one throwing stones!"

"Damn it, how’s he even—"

Thud!

"Ah! Shit—!!"

"My shoulder…! Agh!"

"Are these rocks or bullets?! Why does it hurt so much?!"

Before Zhao Bin could finish,

he crumpled to the ground, muffling his screams.

Shi Yanhai was stunned.

Why did this feel like they were fugitives?

Cornered by "police" suppressing fire!

Lin Yu was just throwing stones, right?

Who hadn’t played stone-tossing games as a kid?

Plenty of people could throw accurately—but this painful?

Shi Yanhai had never seen anything like it.

Was it really that bad?

Soon.

He got his answer.

His camera-holding hand took a direct hit.

"Ugh—!!"

Shi Yanhai gritted his teeth, shaking his hand wildly.

The camera dropped into the mud—now a limited "mud-packaged" edition.

Turns out.

The guys weren’t exaggerating…

This hurt like hell!

His camera… the one he’d saved up for with New Year’s money…

Clenching his teeth, Shi Yanhai reached with his uninjured left hand to grab it.

Thud!

"AAAH—!!"

This time, his teeth couldn’t hold back the scream.

Gou Feng quickly covered his mouth, silencing the howl.

Then—

Thud-thud!

Thud-thud-thud!

A barrage of stones rained down like "the Demon King’s ultimate five-hit skill," pelting the grass.

Lin Yu followed the principle of fairness.

Each of them got two more hits—hands or feet.

He deliberately avoided headshots, going easy on his old classmates.

If Lin Yu went all out…

He might as well be the "Beast Titan" in real life.

Only eight stones actually hit.

The rest were aimed past them—blocking their escape path.

The message was simple:

The way forward is shut.

Stay here and keep getting hit.

If they didn’t retreat properly?

Lin Yu would make them.

"Damn it, is Lin Yu a catapult or what?!"

"Move, move—run back!"

"Ah—!!"

Gao Yumin, who’d led the charge earlier, now led the retreat.

Because he saw it clearly…

A row of grass ahead had been sheared off by the stones!

If they didn’t run now…

At this rate, the only thing growing tall would be the grass on their graves.

"Wait—if we run back, won’t we—OW!!"

Gou Feng, still hesitating and yapping,

got another stone—this time on his pinky.

The searing pain erased all doubt.

He hunched over and bolted after Gao Yumin.

And ahead… Lin Yu and the two sisters were waiting.

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(Second chapter today—more to come later!)