After Lin Fan stood up, all eyes in the hall were focused on him.
So were astonished, so were shocked, so were puzzled, and so frowned!
There were also so who were worried about Lin Fan’s safety!
But no one believed that Lin Fan could truly defeat Tu Renfeng; they didn’t even consider it a possibility!
"Is this kid the discarded one from dicine God Palace?"
Many people were unsure.
"It must be him. Just now, Ye Yilin called him senior brother. Considering her concern for him, he must be the forr Chief Disciple of dicine God Palace!"
"It’s said that this young man, at the re age of eighteen, possesses elixir expertise comparable to a long-established Elder of the dicine God Palace!"
"Such a pity, who knows what mistake he made that caused him to be nad by the Dragon Group. Under pressure, dicine God Palace had no choice but to expel him and he is never to return!"
People discussed, their gazes sweeping over Lin Fan repeatedly.
"Impressive bravery, worthy of soone trained by dicine God Palace. Knowing death is certain yet still daring to stand up!" said an elder of the Su Family, glancing at Lin Fan who stood upright, and slightly nodding in approval.
In the midst of the discussions, Ye Yilin paid no attention to the surprised looks from everyone around her.
"Brother Lin, what are you doing, please sit back down!"
Ye Yilin’s pretty face turned pale with fright as she hurriedly cried out.
She even ran down from the stands to Lin Fan’s side, grabbing the hem of his clothes. Her voice was trembling, almost crying: "Brother Lin, please stop ssing around, you will die, please sit down!"
She was genuinely worried about Lin Fan’s safety.
When Wan Yunfei was forced to kneel by Tu Renfeng earlier, Ye Yilin wasn’t this worried.
"I’m okay, at this mont, I must stand up." Lin Fan gently shook his head.
Not only because Lin Fan had a promise made with Er Gouzi, but even without such promise today, as a man from Huaxia, at the summit of Taishan, with the entire Huaxia Martial Arts World being insulted by an unrelated person, Lin Fan would still stand up!
Not for anything else, but because the blood of Huaxia flowed in his veins.
"But... you really will die..."
Ye Yilin’s eyes were red, firmly grasping the hem of Lin Fan’s clothes, refusing to let go.
"Don’t worry! I won’t die."
Lin Fan smiled reassuringly, gently pat Ye Yilin’s shoulder, slowly prying her fingers off his clothes. He turned around, leaving Ye Yilin with his back, and resolutely walked towards the direction of the stage!
The surrounding Martial Artists, whether they were Inner Strength Martial Artists, peaks of Inner Strength, or Grandmaster level figures, all made way, allowing Lin Fan to pass!
"Brother Lin!"
Ye Yilin’s delicate body froze in place, gazing dazedly at Lin Fan’s silhouette!
"Elder Lin..."
Hei Xinhua watched Lin Fan’s back, a grown man in his forties, and his eyes were sowhat teary.
At first, he submitted to Lin Fan because of the strength Lin Fan displayed!
Now, he sincerely called Lin Fan ’Elder’, completely captivated by Lin Fan’s charisma!
"Are we getting old? Why is there no young blood left?"
The elder of the Su Family suddenly spoke with a bitterness in his voice!
"The older we get, the more afraid of death we beco! Youngsters are the ones with spirit; when we were young, weren’t we like them? Regrettably, we are old now, too many concerns, we can’t just die!"
Another Grandmaster nearby sighed softly.
"Sigh! Let it be, should he die, even if it ans offending the Dragon Group, our Su Family will make all efforts to ensure his glorious burial!" The elder of the Su Family sighed lightly!
Hearing the conversation between these two Grandmasters, the surrounding Martial Artists, looking at Lin Fan’s silhouette, grew greatly respectful!
"You little guy, could it be that in the Huaxia Martial Arts World no one else can support the scene, letting a wet-behind-the-ears kid stand in?"
Tu Renfeng, with his hands behind his back, stood in the ring looking at Lin Fan with a mocking smile.
"You’re wrong, I’m here to kill you!"
Lin Fan walked calmly, step by step, without any superfluous movents, onto the stage.
"Seeking death!"
Upon hearing Lin Fan’s words, Tu Renfeng’s face suddenly changed, and he swung his hands in the void, pushing forward as if propelling a huge millstone, attacking towards Lin Fan’s chest!
"Boom——!"
Tu Renfeng punched out, directly piercing the air and breaking the sound barrier!
"Well done!"
Lin Fan raised his eyebrows, his five fingers swirling around his tiger’s mouth before suddenly clenching into a fist, striking back in the direction of Tu Renfeng’s attack like a dragon and tiger leaping forth.
"Bang!"
The air in the center of the arena violently burst apart, as if a cot had struck Earth, emitting a deafening noise.
At the sa ti, Tu Renfeng felt as if his punch had hit a steel plate, his knuckles throbbing with intense pain, and his whole body was repelled back by a terrifying force!
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
Tu Renfeng staggered backward over a dozen steps before he finally stabilized his body!
He abruptly looked up.
"You... how is this possible!"
Tu Renfeng’s face finally changed, a trace of horror flashing in the depths of his eyes, no longer calm.
Not just Tu Renfeng.
"Huh?"
"How can this be?"
"My heavens, are my eyes deceiving ? This youth, he actually repelled Tu Renfeng with one punch!"
Beneath the arena, everyone was shocked, looking at Lin Fan with disbelief, their eyelids twitching wildly!
Ever since Tu Renfeng stepped onto the platform, Lin Fan was the first to repel him with a single punch!
"This young disciple’s inner strength is terrifying! Normally, an Inner Strength Martial Artist’s inner strength flows like a gentle stream, while a Martial Arts Grandmaster’s is like a rolling river. This disciple’s inner strength is as vast as the ocean, deep and unfathomable!"
Liao Chen, a master from Shaolin Temple, his eyes twinkling, deeply observed Lin Fan.
"Indeed! Very powerful. Is this youth really only eighteen years old?"
Chen Wuji, a grandmaster from the Eight Diagram Palm Sect, asked in amazent.
Even though he had been seriously injured by Tu Renfeng before, he had now recovered considerably and had returned to watch the match below the arena.
It wasn’t just Liao Chen and Chen Wuji; other grandmasters from various Martial Arts Sects and Martial Arts Families also looked at Lin Fan with surprise and astonishnt. As for the other Inner Strength Martial Artists, their eyes were nearly popping out!
Alliance Hierarch had been defeated by Tu Renfeng. A youth of seventeen or eighteen, stepping onto the stage and repelling Tu Renfeng with just one punch — who would believe this if told?
"Brother Lin!"
Ye Yilin’s beautiful eyes were filled with surprise; the astonishnt Lin Fan gave her was just too great.
"Is Grandmaster Lin this powerful?"
Hei Xinhua was dumbfounded, his old face sowhat flushing, now looking at Lin Fan like a star-struck girl, his eyes filled with little stars!
"You... who exactly are you? Before I entered Huaxia, I researched the Huaxia Martial Arts World, and I never heard of you!" Tu Renfeng said solemnly, watching Lin Fan with great wariness.
"You are quite good, stronger than Hua Yunfeng!" Lin Fan nodded slightly.
As soon as these words ca out, they stirred up a huge wave, causing a tsunami!
"What did he say?"
"Hua Yunfeng!"
"Hiss! Could it be... Hua Yunfeng was killed by him?"
Everyone present gasped, and their view of Lin Fan completely changed this ti!
Half a month ago, a video caused a great stir in the Martial Arts World; it was the video of Hua Yunfeng being slain.
It was a gloomy, rainy day, on an unknown lake, the Martial Arts Grandmaster ranked twenty-eighth on the Grandmaster List of Huaxia — Hua Yunfeng, was killed!
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