My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading Chapter 99 An Absurdly Hairy Leg

As Qian Xiaoli and Feng Fan stepped out of the restaurant, six n blocked their path.

Their gazes bore into Feng Fan with hostility, their cultivation levels radiating a tangible nace. None of them bothered to suppress their auras, each was a powerhouse at the Foundation Establishnt Realm, the weakest among them already at the 6th stage.

Feng Fan, however, didn't look the least bit intimidated. In fact, his face lit up with barely concealed excitent. 'Ah, so the fish took the bait.'

The man at the front, his tone dripping with disdain, stepped forward. "Are you the one who dared to call yourself Qian Xiaoli's man?"

These n were no strangers to competition, each vying for the sa woman's favor.

If Qian Xiaoli had chosen any one of them as her future partner, they might have reluctantly accepted it. But for her to acknowledge an unknown commoner?

That was sothing they couldn't tolerate.

"Yes, Qian Xiaoli is my woman. Got a problem with that?" Feng Fan replied, a confident smile tugging at his lips. As he spoke, he retrieved the Suppression Relic from his space ring, letting his aura burst forth.

By his side, Qian Xiaoli forced a slight blush. The n surrounding them took her reaction as confirmation, their faces twisting with jealousy and anger.

"A toad trying to eat swan at!" one of them spat, his voice dripping with contempt.

Feng Fan's grin widened at the insult. "If I, a toad, can eat this swan, then what does that make you idiots who can't even taste it?"

Qian Xiaoli's cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, this ti from genuine embarrassnt. 'Can't this guy choose his words more carefully?' she thought, resisting the urge to bury her hand in his face.

"No need for more words. Today, we'll teach this commoner a lesson!" The man who had first spoken to Feng Fan snarled as he summoned a spear from his space ring.

He lunged forward, the weapon aid directly at Feng Fan.

"Tsunami Descent!" he roared.

A massive illusionary wave ford behind him, surging forward as if to crush everything in its path. The spear in his hand glowed with shades of blue, its spiritual qi spreading across its length before quickly concentrating at the tip, amplifying its power significantly.

The oppressive aura bore down on Feng Fan, causing his expression to harden. 'This guy is far stronger than Yi Duyi, and there are five more just as dangerous behind him,' he thought grimly.

Feng Fan channeled his spiritual qi into his weapon, his grip tightening as he prepared to et the attack head-on.

Feng Fan raised his brick to intercept the incoming spear. The mont the two weapons collided, the ground beneath them cracked under the imnse pressure.

Both n stood firm, neither giving an inch.

"Impossible! You're only at the 4th stage of the Foundation Establishnt Realm!" the spear-wielding man shouted, his voice filled with disbelief.

He couldn't fathom how soone three stages below him could match his strength head-on.

Feng Fan didn't waste ti with a reply. Instead, he used the man's montary shock to launch his counterattack.

Family Jewel Destroyer Kick!

An illusionary image of an absurdly muscular and hairy leg appeared behind Feng Fan, radiating an odd and almost codic aura.

Qian Xiaoli, who was observing from the side, couldn't suppress her reaction.

"Disgusting!" she muttered under her breath, cringing at the sight.

The man facing Feng Fan didn't have the luxury of disgust. His instincts scread in warning, urging him to block the incoming attack at all costs.

Panicking, he repositioned his spear to intercept the kick.

The kick collided with the spear's shaft, and although the man successfully blocked the strike, the huge force behind it sent tremors up his arms. His hands shook violently, his grip on the spear nearly slipping.

"Urgh!"

Although the man managed to hold his ground, an opening presented itself to Feng Fan.

Feng Fan moved his free hand toward the man's dantian. Behind him, a seal and chains began to form, exuding a nacing aura.

Sealing Palm!

The spear-wielding man tried to block the attack, but this ti, he was too slow. Feng Fan's palm slipped beneath the spear shaft, and before it could even graze his arm, the attack struck its target.

A sharp scream escaped the man as he felt his connection to spiritual qi severed. His body was flung several ters back before coming to a stop with a resounding thud.

"M-My cultivation!" he roared, his voice filled with despair.

Feng Fan smirked, brushing imaginary dust off his robes. "That'll be five thousand middle-grade qi stones to undo the seal. Pleasure doing business with you."

The remaining five n watched the brief confrontation between Feng Fan and the spear-wielding man with keen interest. Seeing him lying on the ground, his cultivation sealed, left them visibly stunned.

Realizing their strengths were comparable to the defeated man, they exchanged cautious glances.

Without exchanging a word, a mutual understanding was shared among them. They would have to join forces to avoid eting the sa fate.

They turned their attention to Feng Fan, each summoning a different weapon: a sword, tal knuckles, a large sickle, a hamr, and an axe. Moving cautiously, they began to encircle him, but Feng Fan had no intention of letting them gain the upper hand so easily. Experience new stories on empire

The mont the spear-wielding man crashed to the ground, Feng Fan had already started planning how to deal with the next five opponents.

"In your next life, rember not to ss with the wrong person!" the sword-wielding man sneered.

Feng Fan smiled. "Thanks for the advice, but I'll have to decline your kind intentions."

The five of them advanced in unison toward Feng Fan, each displaying a different technique. Their weapons glead brightly, and powerful illusionary images appeared behind them, enhancing their attacks.

As their weapons approached him, Feng Fan leaped into the air and activated the array he had drawn right after sealing the spear-wielding man's cultivation!