The crowd below was shocked by Ling Fan's arrogant deanor, seemingly unaffected and still maintaining a calm and composed figure on stage.
"Can soone tell if there's sothing wrong with my ears? What did he just say?" one person incredulously asked a companion below the stage.
"Your ears are fine, it must be this kid who's out of his mind!" another person nearby chid in sheepishly.
"Phew~ I just want to know why this kid isn't kneeling and begging for rcy. Who gave him the courage to be so arrogant? Does he really think he can contend with Tiger Master, to contend with the entire Dragon Gate?" the previous person shook their head, unable to understand.
Almost everyone present couldn't understand. Let aside whether Ling Fan was a match for Lu Honghu, just his background alone was oppressive enough to leave people breathless.
The current situation was such that, if you can't beat him, you die, and even if you do beat him, you still die. Just imagine, what would be the consequences of killing a direct disciple of a major figure in Dragon Gate!
At the door, Ge Chusheng was shocked. All his life, he had thought he was arrogant enough, but now he realized that compared to Ling Fan, he was nothing.
If it were him, he would have knelt down and begged for rcy long ago, instead of being so stubborn. It was simply courting death!
Liu Tong's eyes bulged. Probably this guy was scared silly, his words must be crazy.
Ding Wanchang started to feel nervous. No matter how he looked at it, Ling Fan's current situation seed to hold no advantage. Offending the African Grim Reaper would only lead to greater enmity with Dragon Gate!
Lu Honghu also ca back to his senses from his shock, hardly able to believe what he had just heard. His face instantly turned red, unable to repress the raging anger within.
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"You impudent brat, today I will smash you into ten thousand pieces!" Lu Honghu bellowed in rage, launching his strongest attack.
"Boom!"
His right sleeve instantly turned to shreds, revealing a muscular arm which was visibly swelling and thickening at a speed visible to the naked eye, much thicker than a normal arm, and wrapped in a golden glow.
"This....." The onlookers were dumbfounded.
"Bang!"
Lu Honghu rely swung his arm lightly, and the vigorous qi he brought up turned the wedding props nearby into nepheline dust.
This scene shocked everyone deeply. This punch was many tis more powerful than the one that had exploded Hu Ming, it was like comparing heaven and earth.
"To kill a man is to invite killing unto oneself, this ti, it must be this kid who gets blown up—what goes around cos around!" soone below the stage couldn't help but exclaim.
"Go to hell!" Lu Honghu moved swiftly, the Qilin Arm bursting forth furiously, and the air actually burst with a boom.
In Lu Honghu's blood-red eyes, it seed he had already seen the shocking scene of Ling Fan being blasted to pieces.
"Humph, interesting, I didn't expect you to have grasped the Divine Skills of the Qilin Arm. However, it looks like you have just begun to understand it, still lacking maturity. If you were fully proficient, there might be hope for you to be a worthy opponent!" Ling Fan stood his ground, still not moving an inch, and casually comnted.
"Has this kid gone mad, why isn't he dodging?" soone from the crowd said in astonishnt.
"You must be the one who's gone mad, where can he dodge to? That punch could crush a tank, that kid is done for!" another person confidently stated.
Yun Fei's heart was extrely tense; out of an instinctual trust in Ling Fan, she dared not utter a word to disturb him.
While at the door, Ge Chusheng was extrely exhilarated, "Blow him up, blow him up....."
"Young Master Ling, dodge quickly!" Jing He couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
"Thinking of dodging?" Lu Honghu's face showed a trace of ferocity.
At that mont, his fist was less than three feet away from Ling Fan. With his speed, it was too late for the other party to dodge.
Ling Fan's gaze flashed, and he suddenly made his move, pointing out with one finger.
"Severing Divine Finger!"
Ling Fan spoke indifferently.
Seeing that Ling Fan had rely used one finger to counter his Qilin Arm, Lu Honghu's eyes grew increasingly fierce.
"Utterly reckless, go to hell!"
Lu Honghu roared in his heart, exerting more force in his arm. To him, Ling Fan's single finger was a clear contempt and humiliation, and only by blasting his opponent to pieces would his resentnt be appeased.
In an instant, Lu Honghu's Lei Ting arm collided with Ling Fan's seemingly effortless finger.
"Boom, bang!"
Lu Honghu's mighty punch was unexpectedly held off by that seemingly fragile finger. It was as if ti had frozen, and everyone clearly witnessed this shocking scene.
Before Lu Honghu could feel astonished, he was horrified to find that Ling Fan's finger transmitted a terrifying pressure of Mountains and Seas, layer upon layer, as if it would shred his arm.
In great shock, his body involuntarily moved backward, stepping a nearly foot-deep hole in the marble floor with each step.
At the sa ti, his arm, as tough as Mysterious Iron, burst inch by inch under his shocked gaze, extending from the fist, through the wrist, to the forearm.
Lu Honghu's thoughts went blank, withdrawing seven steps as the Qilin Arm completely vanished, the released Vigorous Qi overturned tables and chairs around, causing people near the stage to scream and scramble backward in disarray.
"Pfft!"
Lu Honghu, barely stopping, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood mixed with bits of crushed organs.
The final blast of Vigorous Qi in Ling Fan's finger directly entered his organs, shattering his arm and his heart along with it!
Ling Fan stood his ground, unwavering, lightly withdrawing his finger, glancing at the shocked and unwilling Lu Honghu.
Indifferently, he said, "I told you, killing you would take just one finger!"
"You . . . what Divine Skill is this!" Lu Honghu exclaid in shock.
Ling Fan, observing the fading life in Lu Honghu, pondered and said, "Severing Divine Finger!"
Actually, this was not really a Divine Skill, but it was in no way inferior to the ordinary Divine Skills realized by general masters.
It was even many tis stronger, though Ling Fan was currently limited by his Cultivation and could not fully unleash the true power of the Holy Martial Nine Forms.
"Sev . . . ering . . .
Divine Finger? To die under this Divine Skill, I have no regrets!" Lu Honghu mumbled with a barely audible voice.
"Boom!"
Lu Honghu's body tragically fell to the ground, his eyes uncloseable in death!
"Thud . . . "
Liu Tong collapsed on the ground, looking as if his parents had died.
At the doorway, Ge Chusheng fell to his knees, nearly urinating himself, his face pale as paper!
"Quick, help . . . help get out of here!" Ge Chusheng's teeth chattered as he instructed the two trembling subordinates beside him.
"Too . . . too powerful . . .
"
"Terrifying like this . . . "
At this mont, the view from the audience towards Ling Fan shifted from disdain to trembling fear, as if facing a deity!
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