Top-tier Unruly Master-Chapter 1905 - 1942: Are You Also a Divine Warrior?
As soon as Ding Fan finished speaking, a series of violent True Qi storms erupted instantaneously from his body, and an incomparably terrifying aura burst forth from within him.
Following the release of this violent power from within Ding Fan, the iron sword in his hand began to tremble slightly, as waves of bizarre fluctuations filled his entire body.
At this moment, the tall, thin man looked down on Ding Fan with contempt, his body exuding an extremely domineering aura. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke coldly to Ding Fan:
"Boy, do you have anything to say now?"
Listening to the words of the tall, thin man, Ding Fan’s eyes immediately showed a hint of disdain, his lips curving slightly. He then said softly to the man:
"I, Ding Fan, will see this through to the end!"
As soon as Ding Fan’s words fell, sharp Sword Qi suddenly erupted from his body, and as the Sword Qi surged forth, his Divine Vigor enveloped his entire form.
As Ding Fan’s Divine Vigor enveloped him, the tall, thin man’s eyes twitched. His eyes flickered slightly, then he spoke in amazement:
"You... you are also a divine warrior?"
The tall, thin man looked at Ding Fan in disbelief, his gaze filled with shock. As Ding Fan heard the man’s words, he couldn’t help but frown slightly, his eyes flickering before he spoke softly:
"What if I am?"
Upon hearing Ding Fan’s admission, the tall, thin man’s eyes widened in shock, and he said, deeply surprised:
"You are also a divine warrior. No wonder... no wonder you’ve been able to fight me for so long without showing any signs of defeat. So, this is why."
Listening to the tall, thin man’s words, Ding Fan’s eyebrows knitted tightly, a gleam of disdain flashing in his eyes. After a brief pause, he spoke softly to the man:
"You’re truly foolish. The reason I’ve been able to fight you to this extent isn’t just because of my power as a divine warrior. Otherwise, how could you have only realized now that I am one?"
After hearing Ding Fan’s words, the tall, thin man’s expression stiffened, then he looked coldly at Ding Fan and spoke softly:
"Since both of us are divine warriors, why do you choose to help these weak ants?"
Listening to the tall, thin man’s words, Ding Fan’s brow furrowed fiercely, a sharp light in his eyes. He then spoke softly to the man:
"Ants? I’m afraid the real ants are you!"
As Ding Fan’s words fell, an extremely violent power burst forth from his body. He looked at the tall, thin man coldly, his whole body trembling slightly.
The people around, upon hearing the exchange between Ding Fan and the tall, thin man, all showed a look of shock in their eyes. They opened their mouths slightly, speaking in complete amazement:
"Senior Ding is also a divine warrior, this is truly astonishing. No wonder, no wonder Senior Ding’s strength is so formidable, he too is a divine warrior."
"So Senior Ding is also among the divine warriors, who would have thought that perhaps his formidable power is related to his divine identity as well."
The people around looked in Ding Fan’s direction, each with their mouths agape.
Meanwhile, those following the tall, thin man widened their eyes in shock, surprise filling their gazes.
"This kid is actually a divine warrior too? He’s one of us, so why is he choosing to oppose us?"
"It seems that this kid must have other purposes within the Secular World, perhaps our goals aren’t so different..."
The divine warriors following the tall, thin man exchanged glances, seeing a hint of uncertainty in each other’s eyes.
The tall, thin man, upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, curled the corner of his mouth into a sinister smile, his eyelids twitching slightly. He then looked at Ding Fan and spoke coldly:
"Brat, even if you are a divine warrior, so what? Anyone who opposes our Heavenly Sound Sect must die!"
At this moment, a chilling aura suddenly surged through the lanky man’s words. Upon sensing this aura, Ding Fan’s eyes narrowed instantly, with a flash of icy cold light in them, his lips curled slightly, and he spoke softly to the lanky man:
"Heavenly Sound Sect? I have never heard of it."
Ding Fan’s words were filled with a teasing tone as he looked at the lanky man with undisguised disdain.
Hearing Ding Fan’s words, the lanky man’s eyes instantly widened, glaring like a pair of light bulbs, and he roared angrily at Ding Fan:
"Nonsense! With our Heavenly Sound Sect’s reputation in the Divine Realm, how could you not know! Let me tell you, punk, if you know what’s good for you, you’d leave here as soon as possible, or else you’ll suffer!"
Eyes full of threat, the lanky man glared at Ding Fan, who, in turn, let a cold glint flash in his eyes upon hearing these words, unfazed, he replied softly:
"Oh, really? I’m quite curious to see this Heavenly Sound Sect’s prowess. What kind of despicable sect would train scum like you."
Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, the lanky man and his disciples’ eyes widened in rage, glaring intently at Ding Fan, with intense, formidable auras erupting from their bodies.
The young woman standing behind the lanky man cast a curious glance at Ding Fan, examining him with a glint of interest in her eyes.
Hearing Ding Fan’s words, the lanky man burst into fury, eyes ablaze with cold rage, he said ominously:
"Alright, fine. Since you are courting death, I’ll oblige you today!"
As soon as the lanky man finished speaking, having absorbed the power of the Shadow Demon Thunder, his entire body turned blood red.
With a subtle twist of his massive body, he disappeared from his spot, charging at Ding Fan with alarming speed, like a furious gale.
Upon seeing the man’s terrifying speed, Ding Fan’s eyes contracted sharply, his gaze flickered, and his body tensed up. Almost simultaneously, the man’s massive form appeared before Ding Fan.
The lanky man lifted his boulder-like fist, aiming it heavily at Ding Fan.
Seeing this, Ding Fan’s body trembled violently, raising the Iron Sword in his hand. A dazzling light burst from it.
The lanky man’s brows furrowed deeply upon witnessing this, his eyes grave and serious.
After a moment’s hesitation, with a fierce glint, the man’s boulder-like fist smashed towards Ding Fan.
A fierce glint flashed in Ding Fan’s eyes as he subtly flicked his Longsword, slashing towards the man’s fist. At the same time, a storm of violent Sword Qi erupted from Ding Fan’s Iron Sword.
The Sword Qi cut through, striking hard upon the lanky man’s fist. Surprisingly, the fist wasn’t severed by Ding Fan’s Iron Sword. At the point of contact, Ding Fan felt an overwhelming force he couldn’t resist from the man’s fist.
This immense force knocked Ding Fan’s body backward, a muffled groan escaping from his throat.
The surrounding crowd was left in sheer disbelief, their mouths agape in shock as they exclaimed:
"How... how is that possible? The Iron Sword in Senior Ding’s hand is renowned, we’ve all seen its sharpness. How could it not cut through this lanky man’s fist?"
"This is simply too bizarre, Senior Ding was sent flying by that lanky man. After absorbing the Shadow Demon Thunder, this man’s power increased so much!"
Amidst the crowd’s silent astonishment, Ding Fan slowly rose from the ground. The punch’s tremendous power caught Ding Fan off guard. If it weren’t for the Iron Sword mitigating most of the force, Ding Fan would have been severely injured.
Even so, Ding Fan sustained considerable internal injuries. The lanky man looked at the slowly rising Ding Fan, a flash of surprise in his eyes.
"He’s standing again..."
The lanky man spoke softly, gazing at Ding Fan, fully aware of the power behind his punch. When Ding Fan used the Iron Sword to meet his fist, the lanky man already foresaw the outcome.
The lanky man’s bodily strength was enhanced by the Shadow Demon Thunder, experiencing a transcendental boost in strength and speed, giving him the confidence to meet Ding Fan’s Iron Sword with his fist.
Though the Iron Sword is a priceless heirloom, the lanky man knew Ding Fan hadn’t fully harnessed its power, otherwise, his fist would have been severed by that stroke.
