Super War God in the City

This outburst contained all of Ge Su's boundless rage, he never imagined that one day he would taste the pain of sending off someone younger than himself to the afterlife.

Ge Su was a member of the Wen Family Martial Association in Danyang, having once saved a junior member of the Wen Family in his early years, he was on good terms with them and promised that in times of crisis for the Ge Family, they could lend a hand once!

And with the Wen Family's support back then, he became the richest man in Danyang overnight, and his dominant position continued for twenty years. Today, he had spared no expense to invite Young Master Wen, yet he was still one step too late.

As Ge Su's words ended, Wen Gao appeared at the door. There had been a peony festival in Danyang these days, which is why he had come out to relax.

Several days ago, the incident at the Qiao Family of Zhongnan had struck him hard. Thankfully, Jing Jianming was unharmed and had accompanied him.

Today, he had been preparing to visit the Peony Garden, but just as Ge Su came to him with the token once bestowed by the Wen Family, this current scene unfolded.

However, as soon as Wen Gao appeared at the door, he froze in shock, and Jing Jianming was also very surprised. He didn't expect that their leader, Wen Gao, would also come, standing aside with a complex expression.

In the face of Young Master Ling, even Wen Gao was helpless. It seems Ge Su had sought the wrong person; his son's death might just be in vain!

Li Gu and his wife saw the Ge Family Patriarch bringing another unfamiliar young man, their hearts already numb, feeling that this person might just bow down to Ling Fan like the previous ones.

Sang Xiaoqin and Cheng Teng simply looked on in a daze, feeling unsettled. Ge Su was the current Family Head of the Ge Family, a veritable sleeping dragon in Danyang.

The respect given by such a person to Young Master Wen meant he must be a figure of the heavens. Could even he not bring this security guard to his knees?

Cheng Zhenli clenched her teeth tightly, seeing that Young Master Wen had an extraordinary demeanor, not at all like the poor specimen who had come before. She believed he would surely shine and make this man weep and kneel!

Upon seeing Wen Gao, the Browed Elder's expression immediately turned grave. Although he was a Grandmaster Realm Elder, he was no match for this prodigy ranked fifth on the Star Plucking List.

Ge Chusheng knelt on the ground, clutching his chest where Ge Su had kicked him, gasping for breath, a trace of resentment flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"Damn it, just you wait. The big boss is dead now, the second is injured, and I couldn't handle the two of them alone before, but now... Who says the Ge Family won't ultimately be mine? The last one laughing is the true winner!" Ge Chusheng thought in his heart.

All he had shown today was a will to survive; as long as he could walk out alive today, it would be the start of a new life.

After a series of experiences, he didn't believe Ling Fan would be so easily defeated. That's why he had shown goodwill towards Ling Fan, acted innocent, and didn't take part in what others were doing.

As everyone looked on with astonishment, Wen Gao's expression changed again and again. He had come to Danyang to forget about this nightmare of a guy, but somehow, in an unexpected twist, they had collided once more here.

When Ling Fan saw Wen Gao, he too was taken aback. Because of Qiao Yuchan, this guy wasn't too fond of him, having always wanted to challenge him. It seemed that this time, he might have to oblige him.

"Weren't you always wanting a challenge from me before? Today, I can give you a chance. Draw your sword," Ling Fan said indifferently.

The crowd, "...."

"What... What does that mean? They know each other? And, this Young Master Wen has been wanting to challenge Ling Fan?" Members of the Jing Family Martial Association wore an incredulous expression.

Even the Elder standing behind Jing Jianming looked shocked. From the sound of it, it appeared that the young man had not accepted Wen Gao's challenge before. Could it be that he wasn't qualified enough? The Browed Elder was startled by his own thoughts.

Ge Su too was violently shaken, looking at Wen Gao in horror, "Young Master Wen...."

Could it be that even Young Master Wen couldn't deal with him? Ge Su's thought trailed off. Had the Ge Family provoked someone even Young Master Wen feared?

Wen Gao took a deep breath. At last, regaining some of his composure, he said, "I know I'm no match for you, but to surrender without a fight would plant a Heart Demon on my path of Martial Arts cultivation. Today, I want to challenge you; I want to know the gap between us!"

Ling Fan stood with his hands behind his back, watching Wen Gao in front of him, whose eyes blazed with intense fighting spirit, a desire for the pursuit of Martial Arts, as well as the desire to defeat him.

To be fair, Ling Fan's impression of this fellow was not bad. Being able to understand Sword Intent, he was surely talented. A sense of appreciation for his talent emerged in his heart.

"However, I have a request. Regardless of the outcome, please spare the Ge Family!" Wen Gao suddenly spoke up.

"Oh?" Ling Fan looked at Wen Gao with a half-smile.

Even Li Shishi, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but frown. To spare the Ge Family whether he wins or loses? What kind of reasoning is that?

Ge Su's complexion changed drastically, and he visibly aged in an instant. Wen Gao's words had revealed everything. He hoped to spare the Ge Family, win or lose. It was a plea, not a contingency plan.

Ge Su was forced to face a harsh reality, that the young man before him was not someone his Ge Family could provoke, and even Young Master Wen had to respectfully ask for mercy.

Not far away, Cheng Zhenli's heart was filled with disappointment. She suddenly realized that all the talk of prestigious magnates, the Martial Association, Martial Arts Families, was all nothing, incapable of handling even a common, poor fellow.

In Cheng Zhenli's heart, there was only jealousy, envy laced with disappointment, and a profound jealousy towards Li Shishi!

"So it is true!" Li Gu and his wife looked towards Ling Fan's silhouette, their hearts unable to settle for a long time. Where did their daughter meet such an outstanding and low-profile person?

At this moment, the couple no longer thought of Ling Fan as a common man. Even a fool could now see that Ling Fan was no simple character!

However, everyone was puzzled by what Wen Gao meant—for Ling Fan to spare the Ge Family whether he won or lost. Could Ling Fan agree to such a thing?

But what Wen Gao said next shocked everyone, especially those who knew him well.

"If I lose, Wen Gao is willing to acknowledge Young Master Ling as the boss!" Wen Gao gritted his teeth, making a decision.

"Hiss~" The Elder behind Jing Jianming took a sharp intake of breath.

Jing Jianming also showed surprise on his face, never having expected Wen Gao to make such a decision.

Ling Fan, upon hearing this, indifferently said, "Not just anyone is qualified to be my underling. However, your talent is barely acceptable. Make your move!"

Seeing Ling Fan agree, Wen Gao immediately clasped his fists, "Thank you, Young Master Ling, for the instruction!"

Then, after taking a deep breath, he drew his longsword, took a stance, and poised himself for action!

Once Wen Gao was ready and saw Ling Fan was nonchalant, he reminded him, "Young Master Ling, I'm about to strike. You can take out your weapon now!"

Ling Fan glanced at Wen Gao and said indifferently, "Just swing your sword. I'll meet your Sword Intent with just one punch!"
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Back when he was at the Qiao Family, he had already gained an understanding of Wen Gao's Sword Intent and had his own evaluations. Although Wen Gao's Sword Intent was strong, it was far from mature enough!

Moreover, the weapon in his hand was not a Divine Weapon, but mere Mysterious Iron. With his current physical strength and True Essence Cultivation, he could fully endure a direct hit from the weapon.

As for the Sword Qi, the True Yuan cultivated from his Cultivation Technique innately carried Sword Intent, which was entirely capable of counteracting the opponent's.

As soon as Ling Fan's words were uttered, the uninitiated spectators felt no particular shock, but Jing Jianming, the Elders, and other members of the Martial Association were dumbfounded.

You had to be incredibly arrogant to say such harsh words without fearing a twisted tongue from speaking against the wind!

Wen Gao, holding his sword, stood there as if petrified, "Lin... Young Master Ling, once I launch this sword attack, I won't be able to hold back..."

"Stop dawdling. If you can injure me, I'll acknowledge you as the boss!" Ling Fan said impatiently.

Wen Gao, "...."

What he meant was that he couldn't hold back this sword attack, which might threaten Ling Fan's life, but from Ling Fan's perspective...