"Even if I have lost my strength, a cur like you is still unworthy of making kneel and surrender."
Lin Fan’s face was placid as he glanced at Zhang Ao. Noticing the worried looks on Mr. Xia Sr. and Tie Hao, he couldn’t help but shake his head, his voice growing louder.
"Don’t you people know who trained ? Besides, I only used ten percent of my strength for that slap."
"Ugh..."
Upon hearing this, the crowd of warriors in black uniforms all hung their heads, struggling to suppress their laughter. In contrast, the blue-uniford warriors Zhang Ao had brought were cursing furiously, their faces twisted with rage.
Damn it! Not only did he send the man flying, but he also added insult to injury. That’s just downright cruel!
"..."
Tie Hao’s mouth twitched, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
You, Lin Fan, are still as formidable as ever. But that slap landed on Zhang Ao’s face, which is tantamount to slapping all the military bigwigs in the Imperial Capital War Zone! The Hector War God they painstakingly trained couldn’t even take a single move from you? If word of this gets out, Old Commander Xia Jiangnan will look good, but it won’t help the situation at all. On the contrary, it will only make things spiral out of control!
That brat... still flattering at a ti like this, hmph.
Mr. Xia Sr. trembled slightly, almost losing his composure. A smile began to form on his lips before he quickly suppressed it with a light snort. However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old man was thoroughly pleased, his tightly furrowed brow relaxing considerably.
"Ying Bufan! You... don’t you get too arrogant! I was just careless and didn’t dodge. That’s the only reason I fell for your trick!"
At that mont, Zhang Ao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shakily stood up. His pale cheeks instantly flushed crimson.
"You claim you only used ten percent of your strength? Damn it, I didn’t even use my Inner Breath!" Zhang Ao cried out in frustration, trying to convince the onlookers.
But the flicker of terrified doubt deep in his eyes betrayed him completely.
I was careless, truly careless. I’d actually arrived much earlier and had been eavesdropping from a distance. Hearing Lin Fan claim he had nearly died from poisoning seven years ago had made ecstatic. Humph, back then, all the rising stars from Xia Country’s various war zones, no matter how outstanding, were utterly overshadowed by Ying Bufan’s reputation. I never accepted it and had always wanted to vent my frustration by stomping my rival into the ground. Now that the bastard has shown up openly in the Imperial Capital, it’s as if he’s deliberately offering up his face for a beating. It would be an affront to the heavens not to oblige! What gave even more confidence was that Lin Fan hadn’t been able to dodge Mr. Xia Sr.’s belt lashing! Doesn’t that prove he’s been completely crippled by the poison? Who would have thought it was all a trap? Damn it, what a cunning villain!
"Co on! If you have the guts, fight for real! Don’t hide behind Mr. Xia Sr. like a woman!" The more Zhang Ao thought about it, the more furious he beca. He couldn’t help but crane his neck and shout, his bravado failing to mask his fear.
"A re early-stage Hua Jing practitioner dares to bellow in front of ?" Amidst the crowd’s varied gazes, Lin Fan gave a wry laugh and shook his head.
"A Grandmaster is only fit to be my follower. A War God must bow their head before , Lin Fan!"
BOOM!
His indifferent voice wasn’t particularly loud, but it landed like a bombshell, causing an uproar! It was arrogant, domineering, and so lordly as to dismiss everyone present!
The warriors in black uniforms were instantly invigorated, instinctively puffing out their chests with pride.
"Commander Zhang, go! Teach this arrogant bastard who doesn’t know his place a harsh lesson!"
"How dare he look down on the War Gods of our Imperial Capital War Zone! He’s simply courting death!"
The warriors in blue uniforms, on the other hand, were livid, yelling and clamoring furiously.
"Mr. Xia Sr., you heard him! It’s not that I, Zhang Ao, am unwilling to give you face. He’s the one who has gone too far!" Zhang Ao’s breathing was heavy, his eyes red with rage. He turned and stared intently at Mr. Xia Sr. as he yelled.
"Could you do a favor? Let try to persuade him one more ti to recognize the difficulty of his position and retreat from public view?" Mr. Xia Sr. fell silent for a mont, then clasped his hands in a pleading gesture.
He had retired from the front lines, and his influence was not what it once was. Besides, they were in the Imperial Capital; the other side wouldn’t give him any face. Even though Zhang Ao was just a junior in terms of seniority, Mr. Xia Sr. had no choice but to swallow his pride.
"What a joke. You think you can strike the leader of our Imperial Capital’s Four War Gods and just walk away?"
"Old Xia, I’d advise you not to ddle in things that don’t concern you. Hurry on ho!"
"You’re no longer in power, and you have no standing to protect this madman. Why should we listen to you?"
The next mont, before Zhang Ao could even respond, several cold, disdainful sneers echoed from the edge of the crowd.
WHOOSH! The crowd parted once again. Three tall, imposing figures with arrogant expressions strode forward.
The Kratos War God, Huang Liu!
The Mars War God, Ye Qiu!
The Ares War God, Sima Qin!
"HISS... All Four War Gods are here!"
"The Imperial Capital War Zone is going all out! They’re dead set on capturing him!"
"Four Hua Jing Grandmasters... that’s an unbeatable force!"
As the other three War Gods of the Imperial Capital appeared, the crowd erupted in sharp gasps of shock. The faces of the black-uniford warriors fell, their eyes filling with worry and unease. In contrast, the blue-uniford warriors relaxed, a look of smug superiority returning to their faces.
"Kid, you really shouldn’t have trespassed into the Imperial Capital and caused trouble on our turf."
"And you definitely shouldn’t have been so arrogant as to look down on us, the Four War Gods."
"What bullshit about War Gods having to bow to you? When the four of us brothers join forces, even the top experts on the Global War God Ranking wouldn’t dare take us lightly!"
Huang Liu and the other two ca to stand beside Zhang Ao, their three hostile gazes locking onto Lin Fan’s face.
"This kid’s got so tricks. Don’t be careless... To be safe, let’s attack together," Zhang Ao whispered, taking a deep breath and spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
"Old Zhang, you can’t be serious. You really let that kid spook you?"
"Haha, Old Zhang, if you’re acting like this, the three of us won’t be letting you lead after the next War Zone assessnt."
"What’s there to be afraid of? If he still had his peak strength, would he have hidden away for seven years like a coward?"
The three of them shot Zhang Ao a mocking look, clearly dismissing his words.
In truth, just like him, they had long been irritated by Lin Fan’s forr prestige. They never had a chance back then, but now the guy had shown up on his own. Isn’t he just asking to be put in his place so they can vent their frustrations?
"I advise you to listen to the Old Commander and not humiliate yourselves." The next mont, Lin Fan shook his head, his expression impassive. He hadn’t co here looking for trouble, which was why he had shown rcy against Zhang Ao and refrained from using any lethal moves.
"Hahaha, how arrogant! Let’s see if you can still talk so tough in a minute!"
As his words fell, a brief, dead silence descended upon the scene, imdiately followed by an eruption of uproarious laughter. The blue-uniford warriors rolled their eyes as if looking at an idiot. Huang Liu and his two companions bent over, clutching their knees, laughing so hard they could barely stand, tears welling in their eyes.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Just then, a ghostly figure flashed before the three n, and a gust of wind hit their faces. The next thing they knew, a heavy slap landed on each of their cheeks, a fiery sting spreading across their skin!
Instantly, the piercing laughter died.
The blue-uniford warriors were all dumbfounded. The smiles on the faces of Huang Liu and his two companions froze, their eyes wide with shock.
In disbelief, they reached up to touch their cheeks. HISS...
The three exchanged horrified glances, nearly losing their balance.
What... what kind of terrifying skill is this? To silently slap three Hua Jing Grandmasters so fast that none of us could even react! If... if he had been aiming for our throats or another vital spot...
BOOM!
The three of them shuddered violently, a cold chill climbing their spines. In that instant, they felt a profound sense of fear, as if they had just taken a stroll through the gates of hell and back!
"Was that greeting sufficient for the Four Beasts of the Imperial Capital?"
Seeing Huang Liu and the others with cold sweat beading on their foreheads, now completely silent, Lin Fan, who was already back in his original spot, asked with a mocking smirk.
"If not, I don’t mind beating you all—the Tibetan Mastiff, the Yellow Ox, the Earthworm, and the Dead Horse—back into your original forms!"
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