For so unknown reason, as the old man in the Taoist gown looked at Xu Fan walking toward him with an incomparably calm expression, he suddenly felt a bit flustered.
The Taoist-robed elder had long entered the Zhiwei Realm, though limited by his aptitude and had not advanced further for a long ti, his strength was still imnsely terrifying. Although he couldn't be described as battle-hardened, he had nevertheless experienced countless battles, big and small. What kind of situation hadn't he seen before?
In the eyes of the robe-clad elder, so-called super talents were nothing more than toddlers who had just learned to walk! However, facing Xu Fan at this mont, the robe-clad elder felt fearful for the first ti.
Moreover, this feeling of fear beca clearer and more intense with each step Xu Fan took toward him, causing the robe-clad elder's body to tremble slightly.
"Boy! You, what do you intend to do?"
Unable to resist, the robe-clad elder shouted angrily at the approaching Xu Fan, and this angry shout fully exposed the panic in the elder's heart.
When two people are fighting, a life-and-death winner should naturally be decided. This is sothing even a three-year-old child knows. The robe-clad elder, being over sixty years old, naturally understands this. However, shouting angrily at Xu Fan with such affected severity illustrates the extent of his inner panic.
Xu Fan remained indifferent, unconcerned by the elder's harshness. He walked up to the robe-clad elder and then stopped, opening his mouth calmly and uttering just two words.
"Kneel."
Just those two words contained an inexplicably special magic power, causing everyone around to widen their eyes and stretch their necks, staring intently at the scene before them, not daring to make a sound, even deliberately slowing their breathing down.
A re seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, initially dismissed and underestimated by many, was considered reckless. Yet with rely two slaps, Xu Fan completely turned around everyone's attitude toward him.
A Zhiwei Realm expert, what did they count for in front of Xu Fan?
The power and prestige of the Taoists, what did they count for in front of Xu Fan?
Xu Fan's serene deanor, and his pair of calm, mature eyes beyond his years, conveyed to everyone that the mighty Taoist entities might not truly be significant in his eyes.
If the people's hearts were filled with shock and awe, then the Taoist-gown elder was overwheld entirely with panic.
For years, Taoists had always been aloof and arrogant! Regardless of one's strength, simply revealing oneself as a Taoist disciple would earn world-wide respect.
Not to ntion a figure like the Taoist-gown elder, who held a not insignificantly high status even within the Taoists! Even those stronger than the elder had to bow their proud heads before him.
Yet now, just a youth in the Vajra Realm had pushed the Taoist-robed elder into such a plight, the huge disparity leaving the elder's mind blank, even losing his ability to think.
In fact, Xu Fan hadn't really displayed his strength, nor had he actually engaged with the robe-clad elder. Xu Fan had rely given the elder two crisp, lodious slaps.
Because the robe-clad elder was accustod to a privileged position, he now appeared so fragile.
How had the youth standing before him landed his slaps? What confidence did he have to so defy the Taoists? The robe-clad elder hadn't figured out these questions when he heard Xu Fan's icy cold voice.
Kneel!
Boom!
These two words resounded beside the robe-clad elder's ears like a thunderclap, causing his eyes to turn crimson with fury.
Kneel?
Who was the Taoist-robed elder? Apart from his strength in the Zhiwei Realm, the re identity of a Taoist master commanded great respect. Usually, people knelt before him; how could he ever imagine becoming powerless like this?
What couldn't be tolerated was that he represented the entire Taoists! Being slapped twice by Xu Fan already felt humiliating! Yet now, Xu Fan wanted him to kneel!
There's no mistaking it, Xu Fan intended to trample upon the Taoists' dignity!
The robe-clad elder took a deep breath, his eyes flashing ferociously as he shouted angrily, "Boy! Do you not realize this old man is a Taoist Lord? If you dare harm a hair on , the Taoists shall not rest until we are extinct!"
Wow!
Upon hearing this, everyone was in an uproar.
The elder's words sounded sowhat assertive, but in a gathering of seasoned experts, who couldn't detect the underlying submission?
In a fight, the victor usually threatens the loser, saying if they touch a hair on their head, their backers will pursue it to the end?
Evidently, in the elder's eyes, he already considered himself the defeated—utterly defeated.
Previously, Xu Fan had severely disrespected the Taoist elder, slapping him, and now the elder was backing down? Since when did the Taoists have such temperant?
While everyone looked on, they couldn't instinctively feel the elder's predicant. The pressure currently bearing down on him was far beyond what they could imagine! With each step Xu Fan took, the elder felt like a mountain was suddenly pressing down on him!
There are no weaklings in the Zhiwei Realm! Nor are there fools!
While the old man didn't understand how Xu Fan landed his slaps on him, he clearly knew that had Xu Fan's slap been a fist or a strike to a vital area like the neck…
Now, the Taoist-robed elder noticed Xu Fan's forrly calm eyes now transford, sharp and penetrating like a dazzling Treasured Sword, causing the elder to nearly collapse! The courage he mustered instantly evaporated.
Yet Xu Fan had no intention of sparing the robe-clad elder, and upon hearing the elder's inner and outward words, Xu Fan simply raised his hand.
Pop!
Before everyone, Xu Fan delivered a slap to the elder's face from above, accompanied by a cold, clear voice.
"Now I've touched more than a hair on you, how will the Taoists be relentless with ?"
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