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Chapter 253, page 250: An evenly matched contest? A one-sided massacre!

Dark green scales shimmered in the firelight, their thick, long form slithering across the ceiling. The hissing sound, indistinguishable to others, was crystal clear to Lynn's ears.

He glanced at it and immediately closed his eyes. The basilisk's petrification effect was too powerful; even dead ghosts could be affected. Lynn dared not be careless. If he dared to try and couldn't withstand it, he would truly be doomed.

The fact that his eyes were not useful did not affect Lynn much. The enhancement of his physique also meant that his five senses were enhanced. With his current hearing, he was fully capable of locating objects by sound.

The basilisk was lurking on the ceiling ten meters away from Lynn. It had already noticed that the human had noticed it, but instead of running away, he stood still, as if waiting for it to rush over.

The basilisk possesses some basic intelligence, as well as the instincts of a wild beast.

It stared coldly at Lynn with its huge, earthy-yellow eyes, and it was clear that this thin human was not to be trifled with!

Lynn didn't make a move, and neither did the basilisk. The basilisk remained a safe distance of ten meters from Lynn, undulating silently and flicking its tongue. It wasn't particularly experienced in hunting, but it had an innate understanding of how to apply pressure to prey of equal strength during a fight. If it gained the psychological advantage, it had already won half the battle.

But as time slowly wore on, Lynn seemed to be half-cast in cement, not moving at all, and gradually the basilisk began to get impatient.

Its patience should have been sufficient, but Filch had already run away, and if this dragged on any longer, it would gather more people.

His master's order to him was to kill the man, but on the condition that no more people would discover him.

After holding out for five minutes with Lynn, it finally couldn't hold back any longer.

The basilisk, whose body had been coiling and sprawling on the ceiling for over 20 feet, gradually shrank into a disc shape. It stared intently at Lynn with its cold gaze, its front half slowly contracting, like a spring storing energy, compressing itself and its strength.

As its entire body shrank smaller and smaller, just as it was about to reach its limit, the basilisk suddenly paused for a second!

Then, the compressed muscles suddenly burst out, and the entire snake body, like a spring that had been compressed to its limit and then suddenly released, transformed into a dark green straight line in mid-air, rushing straight towards Lynn like a black lightning bolt!

The ten-meter distance was covered in an instant!

It opened its gaping maw, larger than Lynn himself, its long, narrow fangs like two drawn swords, and a foul stench accompanied by the whooshing sound of the wind rushed straight at Lynn's face.

The basilisk's intention was very clear: it wanted to swallow Lynn whole. It didn't have much experience fighting wizards, but its master had recently taught it that when facing wizards, it had to get close to them quickly and not give them any time to react and cast spells. As long as it rushed within three meters of a wizard and the wizard didn't have time to raise his wand, even a wizard as powerful as Dumbledore would surely die!

The basilisk took less than a second from exerting its strength to thrusting at Lynn's face, yet Lynn remained completely still, like a clay sculpture.

Lynn finally moved when the gleaming fangs were less than half a meter from his face, and the snake's tongue was almost touching his face!

He kept his eyes tightly closed, showing no intention of making eye contact with his opponent. Lynn judged the distance between himself and the basilisk based on the time it took for the wind and scent to spread, and then decisively raised his left fist, which was not holding the wand. Without time to charge up or allow him to do so, he simply swung it straight forward with his bare fist.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud sounded as Lynn's fist struck the basilisk's right fang!

The force of the basilisk charging forward and the force of Lynn's punch collided, and the question was not which was stronger, but which was more solid and resilient: the venomous fangs or Lynn's fist!

The basilisk was quite surprised by Lynn's response. Its eyes even revealed a mocking look in a very human way. No matter how strong a human was, they could not compare to its physical strength, not to mention that its fangs were one of the hardest parts of its body.

It was beginning to regret being so cautious earlier; this wizard was a complete idiot!

However, all these thoughts vanished the moment its fangs made contact with Lynn's fist.

In that instant, an intense, unbearable pain erupted from the base of its fangs. The indescribable agony made its entire body tremble uncontrollably, followed by a tremendous force that sent the entire snake flying!

"Boom!"

The basilisk was punched and sent flying into the right wall. The enormous impact smashed through the adjacent classroom wall, and its thick, long body writhed and twisted inside, smashing the desks and chairs to pieces and leaving a mess.

Lynn's fist didn't even leave a red mark, but it still made him spit out a mouthful of saliva with a look of utter displeasure.

"Pah, you missed."

Of course, he couldn't aim for the basilisk's fangs right away. If Lynn hadn't figured out the creature's physical strength, he would have been crazy to punch it in such a pointless spot. What he actually wanted to aim for was the basilisk's eyes. Once he eliminated the risk of petrification, the creature would be no different from a small earthworm to Lynn.

Unfortunately, his judgment was slightly off, and he aimed his fist at the wrong place. Fortunately, he wasn't unlucky enough to hit the basilisk in the mouth. If he hadn't specifically asked Old John to help him buy the knight's sword, which he didn't have because it couldn't fit in his pocket, he wouldn't have had to charge in empty-handed.

Lynn's initial stillness was certainly not for show or to appear cool. As for the idea that they were evenly matched and he would remain still while waiting for the enemy to reveal a weakness, that was just the basilisk's wild imagination.

He didn't move first because he needed to rely on the sound of the air currents generated by the basilisk's movements to judge its direction. Otherwise, Lynn, who couldn't see it, wouldn't be able to catch it at all. Moreover, if he rushed up rashly, he would worry that he wouldn't hit it hard enough to scare it away.

Now there's no need to worry at all. The snake's fangs were broken by Lynn, and it's writhing in pain on the ground. It won't be able to escape anytime soon.

He ignored the massive, broken fang on the ground (his eyes were already closed), strode into the classroom whose wall had been smashed through, and, listening to the basilisk's painful roars, easily pinpointed its location.

(End of this chapter)