Super War God in the City

With the sudden move from Jing Chun, members of the Martial Association, including Jing Tian, watched silently. Jing Chun was the top expert in the Martial Association aside from the President, his cultivation nearing Fourth Grade. With his action, success was almost guaranteed.

When Jing Chun's sword struck, it was like cold light splitting the sky, filled with boundless killing intent, causing Li Gu and others to feel fear in their hearts. Today they had truly broadened their horizons—so martial arts could actually be cultivated to such a terrifying extent.

Compared with the calm composure of the Martial Association members, Ge Chusheng couldn't feel optimistic at all. The scene of Ling Fan killing Lu Honghu with a single finger in Binzhou a few days ago was still vivid in his mind—Jing Chun? He was afraid it would be like sending himself to death!

Li Shishi also had full confidence in Ling Fan, with not the slightest worry. Although Jing Chun's sword momentum was like a rainbow, he was bound to be no match for Ling Fan!

For Ling Fan, facing such an opponent truly couldn't arouse his interest. It was nothing more than cutting vegetables and carving melons.

He couldn't even be bothered to use any special techniques, with empty hands, he executed the Silk Binding Hand technique, directly intending to disarm and take the Startling Goose Sword with his bare hands.

This scene made onlookers like Li Gu break out in a cold sweat, and the Martial Association members like Jing Tian were even more shocked.

Sneers soon followed, and someone couldn't help but say, "Damn, who does this kid think he is? Are his hands made of iron? He's actually courting death by trying to grab Minister Jing's Thunder Sword barehanded!"

"Heh, even if they are made of iron, they would still be sliced into eighteen segments. Is iron that strong?" another person scoffed.

Seeing Ling Fan approach barehanded, Jing Chun's face turned fiercely cruel, "Go to hell!"

In the blink of an eye, Ling Fan moved—or it should be said that his entire arm moved with his body, a 'swish' and his figure flickered.

The next second, everyone saw the sword in Jing Chun's hand strangely end up in Ling Fan's hand, and at this point, Ling Fan was holding the long sword against the neck of President Jing Tian.

While Jing Chun stood not far from the two, like a stone sculpture, still maintaining the posture of the previous strike.

The Martial Association members were stunned, and cool air crept up President Jing Tian's back. He didn't even get a chance to react in front of Ling Fan. Looking at the calm face in front of him, he couldn't hide the fear in his eyes!

"Bang...gulp..."

Everyone looked toward the sound, and their scalps tingled, liver and gallbladder split with fear—it was Jing Chun's body collapsing to the ground, his head rolling aside, filling the air with a nauseating scent of blood.

Hu Chunyan, who had been slumped in her chair, finally reached her breaking point; her eyes rolled back as she fainted.

Li Gu and Hu Suxin also turned deathly pale, falling back into the chair breathlessly.

Cheng Zhenli's face drained of color, feeling a surge in her stomach, she turned away, too scared to look any longer. Sang Xiaoqin and Cheng Teng weren't faring much better.

Li Shishi was slightly better off, having witnessed Ling Fan's mass slaughter at the Xinghua Banquet, but witnessing a beheading at such close range was still something she forced herself to remain calm about.

Ge Chusheng, kneeling on the ground, nearly passed out at the sight of the head rolling before his eyes. His good pal, who was cheerful just moments ago, lay there with dead fish eyes staring at him, as if he had an endless last message to convey.

Ge Chusheng felt like he was losing his mind. If it weren't for the Martial Association members nearby, he would've kicked the head away already.

"Kneel, or die!" Ling Fan pressed the long sword against Jing Tian's neck, speaking blandly.

Jing Tian's face, pale as paper, struggled with indecision. Kneeling was too hard for him!

But Jing Chun's rolling head was a stark warning. Faced with Ling Fan's indifferent expression, Jing Tian was torn.

"Two..." Ling Fan spoke faintly.

Jing Tian was suddenly startled. Damn it, doesn't one usually start counting from three in this situation? This guy wasn't playing by the usual rules!

No sooner had Ling Fan finished speaking than Jing Tian 'thump'—collapsed to the ground on his knees.

The multiple-choice question wasn't really difficult to choose from: face or life, clearly the latter was more important!

The members of the Martial Association behind him had flushed faces. With the president on his knees, their own morale and dignity were utterly compromised, but they could also understand; if placed in his shoes, most of them would have to kneel as well.

Ge Chusheng looked at Jing Tian, who was kneeling beside him, and sighed inwardly, having anticipated that it would most likely come to this. The Martial Association wasn't as formidable as he had imagined!

"Jing He is to marry my younger brother. Do you have any objections now?" Ling Fan said indifferently.

Jing Tian, sensing the icy touch on his neck, dared not object.

"No... no objections!" Jing Tian said with a trembling voice.

"Can your words represent the Jing Family?" Ling Fan asked again.

Jing Tian fell silent immediately. He was just a small president of the Danyang chapter; Jing He was the illegitimate daughter of the Second Master of the Zhongnan Jing Family, cast out and forgotten. He had no authority over anything of substance.

"Heh, seems like keeping you around isn't very useful!" Ling Fan chuckled.

Jing Tian's scalp tingled, and he hastily said, "No no no, I still have some sway, I assure you I will do my utmost to persuade those above!"

Ling Fan raised an eyebrow and said scornfully, "Do I fucking need you to persuade anyone? Is there anyone else who has authority to speak? If yes, get them here fast. If not, you can die!"

Ling Fan had thought it through clearly. If this matter wasn't resolved definitively at once, it would always be a bothersome issue. Encountering it today, it would be best to deal with it thoroughly.

Jing Tian's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat, scared out of his wits. He couldn't care about anything else right now—he needed to save his own life first. Regardless of this young man's background, he was truly someone not to be trifled with at this moment.

Having dominated Danyang for decades, he had never seen anyone who dealt with the Martial Association with such decisive lethality!

"There is! I'll get in touch right away!" Jing Tian hastily nodded in agreement.

"Hmm, move aside and stay knelt there. Make sure to find someone significant; otherwise, you're still going to die!" Ling Fan tapped Jing Tian's head with the back of his sword.

Jing Tian, startled and dripping with cold sweat, quickly retreated to one side and knelt down next to Ge Chusheng, frantically dialing out a number on his phone!

"Goddammit, it's lucky the young master arrived in Danyang these past few days. Otherwise, I'd be dead today. You little bastard, just you wait, let's see how the young master deals with you!" Jing Tian cursed inwardly while anxiously listening to the busy signal on the phone!

He had already sent someone to notify the young master on his way here, but he wasn't sure if the message had gotten through. He prayed the young master wasn't currently enjoying himself in some woman's bed—it would be the death of him!

Ling Fan pointed with his Three-foot Green Blade at the dozen or so Martial Association disciples still standing and snorted coldly, "Your president is kneeling, and you're standing? Is that appropriate?"

At these words, everyone trembled and hastily knelt on the ground.

Ling Fan threw his longsword on the ground, too lazy to look at these ants any longer, and turned his gaze to Ge Chusheng.

"That means you. I killed your big brother; make sure to send word back to your family, contact whoever you need to!"

"All the dark and light forces, bring them all over. It saves trouble later, like seeking revenge and such. Today, I, this young master, will sit in judgment here and take care of it all for you!" Ling Fan said with a faint smile.

Looking at Ling Fan's innocuous smile, Ge Chusheng felt a chill in his heart, wondering how someone who had stirred up trouble could avoid fleeing and brazenly wait for his opponents to gather their forces.
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This was ridiculously arrogant, the most arrogant he had ever seen in his life, without compare!

"I... I'll let them know!" Ge Chusheng swallowed hard and said sheepishly.

"I heard the news that my uncle's daughter has been found. Where is she?" Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside.

Jing Tian, who was still holding the phone and drenched in sweat, was startled upon hearing this. "The... the young master is here!"

Realizing what had happened, Jing Tian's spirits lifted dramatically, and he was so excited he almost burst out laughing!