Super War God in the City

Apart from Wen Gao, the heart of the Jing Family Elder with the highest Cultivation couldn't help it anymore, and he muttered under his breath, "Dammit, even a Zhongnan Martial Saint wouldn't dare to boast about standing still and letting Wen Gao, who has achieved Sword Intent, strike with all his might!"

Anyway, if it were him, being struck empty-handed, he would definitely be split into eighteen pieces. Could this kid be even more badass than a Martial Saint?

"Young Master, I didn't hear that wrong, did I?" the Browed Elder couldn't help but say to Jing Jianming.

Jing Jianming was also a bit dazed, "There should be no mistake!"

"Well, I must really keep my eyes wide open to see how he handles it with his bare hands. Is he perhaps a Bronze Gourd?" mocked the Browed Elder.

Jing Jianming, "...."

Wen Gao clenched his teeth hard and said in a deep voice, "Then, my apologies!"

Immediately thereafter, with focused mind and calm breath, he merged his aura with the sword in his hand in an instant. The next moment, he suddenly moved, stabbing out with his sword!

This sword strike, like a black hole, unconsciously attracted the attention of everyone present, making it impossible to look away, swift as a fleeting shadow, captivating their souls!

Ling Fan's Origin Force circulated around his body, concentrated at the edge of his fist. His Protective Gang Qi emanated from his body, and the Sword Intent within his True Yuan coiled around his arm, clearly unleashing a full-powered Heaven-Cutting Fist.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Gao's sword met with Ling Fan's fist, and 'ding', there wasn't the expected sound of a sword qi cutting through an arm, but instead a crisp sound of metal clashing with iron.

Wen Gao, with the long sword in his hand, was horrified to discover before the sword's tip even touched Ling Fan's fist, that his released Sword Intent had not inflicted the slightest injury on Ling Fan.

It was as if a drop of water had merged into the sea, as it approached his fist, vanishing without a trace.

When Ling Fan finally withstood the long sword with his physical body, Wen Gao was completely stupefied, his mind reeling. Had his full-powered strike failed to injure Ling Fan's body?

However, before he had time to ponder further, centered on the collision of the two, a 'boom' erupted with a surge of a powerful energy storm, instantly sweeping across the surroundings.

Ge Su and other ordinary people, who were relatively close to the duo, were directly blown away, while the martial artists of the Martial Association, who were a bit farther away, were also constantly retreating.

It was the Browed Elder who promptly put up his Protective Gang Qi, yet he too couldn't help but take a step back.

Ling Fan had anticipated this and had preemptively activated his Protective Gang Qi to shield Li Shishi behind him from the energy storm.

Li Gu and the others who were slightly farther away fared much better and were not greatly affected, but they were scared out of their wits, almost sprawling on the ground.

However, within a radius of more than ten meters around Wen Gao and Ling Fan, the setting was a complete mess, as if a typhoon had just swept through.

All this was not yet over, when, after staying in the same place for three breaths, Wen Gao's long sword began to shatter inch by inch from the tip.

It simply couldn't withstand the pressure of the Heaven-Cutting Fist that was sweeping over in waves. Not only that, but Wen Gao also felt the terror and brutality from the sword body transmitting a storm-like force into his body.

Immediately his face changed drastically, and he frantically retreated backward—the ground cracking with each step he took, as he tried to dissipate the force, otherwise, it could have nearly torn his body apart.

Yet, in his frantic retreat, the force showed no sign of lessening until the long sword had been shattered to the hilt, and he had reached a wall with no further place to retreat.

"Boom!"

In the stare of the dumbfounded crowd, Wen Gao violently crashed through the wall, sending up a cloud of dust and leaving behind a person-sized hole.

Ge Su struggled to his feet, his clothes already ravaged by the energy storm to the point of being tattered, covered in dust and looking very much like a beggar.

He was completely bewildered, staring at the huge hole in the wall with a spaced-out expression. "Is this an armored vehicle?"

Any last thoughts of revenge against Ling Fan in his heart completely vanished. Such a character, he feared, could destroy his Ge Family with just one hand.

Li Shishi's beautiful eyes sparkled continuously, her heart surging with emotion. Since ancient times, beauty has loved the hero, and no one is exempt from this.

Cheng Zhenli had already collapsed on the ground, muttering to herself in a daze, "Is... is this even human?"

Hu Chunyan had just come to when the scene before her almost knocked her out again.

The Browed Elder was breathing heavily, his expression like he'd been dealt a rotten hand. The fifth-ranked on the Star Plucking List, Wen Gao, was no match for that bare-fisted young man?

Jing Jianming had anticipated that Wen Gao was no match for Ling Fan, but such a scene was still hard for him to accept. This Young Master Ling was frighteningly powerful.

At this moment, five hundred meters from the Li Family Villa, in an off-road vehicle, two men with Eastern faces were manipulating a tablet with incomprehensible red curves displayed on it.
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One of them had a serious expression, "The information was wrong. The place located by the Sky Net Satellite just now exploded with energy close to the Martial Saint level. This mission definitely meets the criteria for an S-level!"

"Damn it!" the other cursed.

Looking frustrated, Tian Xuan spoke, "Thought we'd picked up an easy S-level mission. Seems I thought too much. Lucky I listened to you and took the girl hostage!"

These two were Tian Xuan and Di Ming, who had disguised themselves; the information they had detected just now had indeed given them a fright.

However, neither of them was afraid; they had assassinated Martial Saint level fighters before. A standard S-level mission was precisely at the Martial Saint level.

Tian Xuan frowned in contemplation, "After the repeated battles inside just now, that kid must have worn out somewhat. We can't be careless. Old rules, you take care of sniping, and I'll lure the enemy. If it fails, don't bother with me!"

"You've said that eight hundred times. When have I ever ignored you? Let's start preparing!" Di Ming responded, then got out of the vehicle.

In the living room of the Li Family Villa, Wen Gao staggered to his feet from the courtyard, somewhat disheveled. The blow he'd just taken inflicted some minor injuries on him, making his entire skeleton ache like it was falling apart.

At this time, Ling Fan was the first to walk out the front door, standing on the steps of the courtyard and looking at the stunned Wen Gao, "Are you aware of the gap between us now?"

Wen Gao's thoughts surged bitterly, and he let out a helpless, wry smile, immediately kneeling to the ground, "I'm out of my league. From today onwards, Wen Gao is willing to be at your beck and call!"

Ling Fan nodded slightly, "Hmm, get up."

Taking Wen Gao as a younger brother wasn't a bad deal. The reason he had used such a shocking move to defeat him was to completely crush his illusions.

He wanted Wen Gao to realize that the gap between them wasn't on the same level and that there was no catching up, so naturally, he would be thoroughly devoted.

One by one, people followed out into the living room and, upon seeing the scene, fell silent.

"Wu..."

Suddenly, a black off-road vehicle charged into the villa's entrance. A tall man stepped out of the car, holding Shangguan Yue with her mouth sealed and hands bound behind her back.

This man wasn't just anyone; it was the assassin Tian Xuan. Standing in the courtyard, he noticed Ling Fan's figure right away.

He spoke in not-too-fluent Chinese, "Ling Fan, if you want to save this woman, come forward with your life in exchange!"

PS: Regular update today, two more tomorrow. Starfire Jun needs to return to the rental house to collect materials. I will leave in the morning and, without any accidents, hurry back in the middle of the night.

Mainly because sometimes when writing the current plot, it involves the subplot tens of thousands of words later, and without a good outline of the materials to remind me, it's hard to control!