Super War God in the City-Chapter 427 : Who Else is Unconvinced?

"What?"

In the midst of their excitement, even dancing in celebration of Ling Fan's demise, everyone suddenly froze.

"He... he... he... didn't die?" Xiang Hao, who had been laughing heartily, suddenly stopped as if a duck had its throat suddenly clutched.

Now, looking at Ling Fan, his eyes were as if he had seen a ghost, his teeth chattering, almost stumbling and falling, wishing he could smash his head on a block of tofu and die!

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"Thump!"

Zha You, who had just stood up and laughed twice, fell to the ground once again, fainting directly from excessive shock!

"Boss... boss? Hahaha, I knew my boss was blessed with great fortune, and nothing could possibly go wrong.

Damn it, you bunch of idiots, choke on it, damn it, just wait and see how my boss will kill you idiots!" Fan Zhan yelled angrily, his last words glaring at Xiang Hao.

Xiang Hao's heart trembled, almost collapsing to the ground, sweating all over, his face pale.

"It's over!" Xiang Hao's heart suddenly felt as dead as ashes.

If there had been a glimmer of hope for survival before, his uncontrollable arrogance had made it certain that he now had no chance at all!

Xiang Hao couldn't help wanting to smack himself several times for not keeping his cool and mocking others for courting death when, in fact, he was the one doing so.

Tao Yang and other newcomers from the secular world also went silent, having laughed joyously just moments before, now they had nowhere to even cry.

"Damn it, what the hell is this guy made of, to not die like that?" Kong Yin's face turned green, utterly frustrated.

Jiang Wen also wore an expression as if he'd been screwed over by a dog, totally unable to understand how this guy had survived.

The academy's dean was utterly dumbfounded, not to mention the surrounding academy disciples, including Wan Long and a few elders, and even the skill-transmitting elders who arrived one after another, all wore looks of stunned disbelief.

Su Qiong and Zhou Siyu were so overjoyed that they burst into tears, feeling like a jar of mixed emotions had been knocked over inside them, indescribable and complex.

"I knew you weren't so easy to kill, damn it, you made me worry for nothing!" Su Qiong's voice was tinged with a sour note as she covered her mouth and began to cry.

Zhou Siyu also wiped her tears and sobbingly said while holding Su Qiong, "I knew Young Master Ling was the most powerful, it couldn't have gone wrong, even this old ancestor couldn't make it happen!"

Qi He, his old face drained of blood, suddenly flushed as if he had gotten drunk on fake liquor; his eyeballs bulging, he stared fixatedly at the figure emerging from the deep pit.

Although this figure looked a bit disheveled, it was undoubtedly Ling Fan, and he seemed to be in good shape, not only energetic enough to curse at people but also to fight back!

"This... this damn guy, I swear this young man is about to give me a heart attack today!" Qi He trembled inside, what Ling Fan brought him was no longer a surprise, but a shock.

Wu Rao tightened her body suddenly, staring dazedly at the disheveled but still dominantly proud figure, her expression bewildered.

"You... really didn't disappoint me, even the academy's old ancestor couldn't harm you!" Wu Rao murmured, her face lit with thrilled delight, her eyes glistening with tears.

The old ancestor, who was about to leave, furrowed his brows sharply, felt a stir in his heart, and suddenly turned around.

"Hm? You actually survived my Tathagata Holy Seal?" The old ancestor's face couldn't hide the shock.

Before him, he saw Ling Fan's clothes were torn, but his vitality seemed more than sufficient; far from dead, he didn't even seem to have suffered any injuries, which truly shocked the old ancestor.

Facing the astonished interrogation of the elder, Ling Fan sneered, "To hell with you, think you can kill me? As if you're even worthy. That move of yours wasn't bad just now, but what's fair is fair. Now taste one punch from me!"

Ling Fan reached the pinnacle of the Gui Xu Dance under his feet, his afterimages flickering continuously. In just a few breaths' time, he had already arrived in front of the elder. At the same time, he raised his hand for a full-powered punch.

"Holy Martial Nine Forms, Heaven-Cutting Fist!" Ling Fan shouted explosively, once again breaking his limits, directly delivering a punch that exceeded the force of 600,000 catties.

"Damn it, I don't believe a punch can't kill you!" Ling Fan cursed viciously to himself.

When the elder snapped back to reality, he found Ling Fan had already rushed close, causing consternation at the speed of Ling Fan's movements. He dared not be careless, knowing that since his opponent had emerged unscathed from his ultimate move, he must not take him lightly!

At this moment, facing Ling Fan's attack, he had no time for preparation. The Tathagata Holy Seal required some time and distance. He could only hurriedly display a simplified version of the Tathagata Holy Seal between his palms, in an attempt to withstand Ling Fan's ferocious strike.

"Bang!"

The elder had just set up his stance when Ling Fan's attack arrived as expected, creating a 'boom' with a dull sound, as Ling Fan's all-out punch blasted between the elder's palms.

Heaven-Cutting Fist applied its sevenfold power, overwhelming as Mountains and Seas, akin to rolling hills and rivers.

The elder, initially dismissive upon confronting Ling Fan, thought he had overthought the situation. However, before he could even sneer, he felt the power transmitted into his arms stacking up layer by layer. In just a few breaths' time, it had already surpassed his limits of endurance!

"Damn, how can this kid possess such tremendous strength?" the elder wondered in alarm.

The next instant, the elder couldn't help but rapidly retreat, needing to offload the force; he had to step back, as standing his ground and bearing the full brunt of Ling Fan's power would mean the complete obliteration of his arms!

Thus, under the astonished and incredulous gaze of the crowd, everyone saw their god-like elder from just a second ago, shooting back like a cannonball.

"Boom~"

"Bang~"

The elder's figure, after shooting back for more than thirty meters, suddenly slammed into the cliff face. Everyone felt the earth shake along with it, the immensely hard rock wall instantly collapsing in a large section.

On looking for the elder, not a trace of him remained. He either turned to ashes from the blast or was buried beneath the rubble.

Ling Fan, looking at the huge pile of rubble that collapsed, scoffed with a humph, "Heh, old man, you sure died swiftly, didn't even need to dig your own grave—just putting up a marker here will do!"

The spectators were so frightened by the scene before them that their livers split with fear, not daring to breathe out loud, and their eyes widened as their hearts nearly stopped.

"Wh...Where's the elder...?" the head of the academy desperately searched for any trace of the elder, hoping to find some clue.

He couldn't accept that the elder of Zhongnan Academy had died so easily; he couldn't handle this blow, let alone the shock.

"Did... Did the elder get killed by Ling Fan?" Qi He felt his heart cramping, similarly unable to accept the scene.

Ling Fan swept the surroundings with his Divine Sense, not sensing the elder's aura at all, wondering to himself, "Is he really dead already?"

After pondering for a moment, it became clear to him. He guessed that the elder was only formidable at a distance. Up close, he was useless. No wonder earlier the Holy Princess had advised him to approach the elder closely. Now he understood!

Realizing this, he quickly calmed his mind and swept his gaze over those from Zhongnan Academy, eventually looking around coldly and declaring, "Today, I, Ling Beiming, stand here. Who else dares to challenge me?"

PS: I rushed this one, my eyes are blurry, it's 10:30, finally managed to carve out a chapter~