Super War God in the City

"Boom~"

Dong Tianyi, caught off guard, was struck dumb by a punch, his thoughts fluttering into disarray; his eyes were utterly vacant.

In the fleeting moment of the exchange, he had no chance to react before he was severely injured by the punch.

Moreover, wasn't this guy poisoned by his own Five Poisons Gu in his meridians? How could he still be unscathed?

Dong Tianyi fell to the ground like a dead dog, his mind a complete blank.

"How... how is this possible?" Dong Weiyue suddenly covered her mouth, shocked almost to the point of screaming.

Seeing the scene before her, her face filled with disbelief, had her brother, always so brave and strong, really been defeated just like that?

The onlookers with smug smiles, waiting for the spectacle, were so shocked their mouths hung open, nearly falling to the ground.

"This... shouldn't be happening..." Wei Yuanjie shook his head vigorously, unable to accept the scene before him.

The surrounding crowd couldn't accept it either.

Dong Tianyi was the second-ranked master on the Dragon Tiger Ranking, and in the previous exchange, he had clearly been prevailing.

How did things change so suddenly?

"Damn it, has this kid... been pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger all this time?" The stunned crowd began to catch on a bit.

"No way... this guy, he never really played the pig, did he!" Someone murmured sheepishly from the side.

Indeed, since Ling Fan arrived, he'd never once played the pig; these people were just too conceited and never looked at Official Ling properly.

Since coming to the Witchcraft Sect, Xiaobai killed the disciples of Liangqiang Peak, showed no regard for Lu Tianhe or Ruan Yulong on Wushen Peak.

He had just snubbed Wei Yuanjie, and in front of everyone at Zhu Rong Peak, had him beaten up, before ordering Xiaobai to go on stage to compete.

Lastly, he even commanded his junior to kill Feng Nan, confronting Dong Yanghua on the spot. Adding up all these actions, when had he ever been low-key?

Everyone initially thought this guy was just bluffing under the protection of the Saintess, but now they realized, this kid really had the skills!

The spectating crowd was now completely speechless, utterly stunned.

In the stands, several Junior Peak Masters of Zhu Rong Lineage were also agape, their thoughts unable to reset for a long time.

The dull thud of Dong Tianyi hitting the ground just now was like a giant stone crushing their spirits, making it hard for them to even breathe.

Originally calm and composed, Ruan Yulong's mouth hung open slightly, his eyes wide, unable to hide the shock in his heart.

At this moment, Ruan Yulong's shock wasn't less than a level twelve earthquake, like a tsunami sweeping over him.

"Damn it, I misjudged this kid," Ruan Yulong gritted his teeth internally.

All the Peak Masters on the platform were dumbfounded, their eyes filled with bewilderment. These people weren't so much unable to accept Dong Tianyi's defeat, as they were unable to accept a defeat with no suspense!

Dong Yanghua, seeing his son sprawled on the ground with a vacant gaze, felt a shiver in his heart; that look was painfully similar to Yu Yuanbai just now!

Immediately, he turned his head, his gaze coldly fixated on Ling Fan. Only by killing this man today could he break Dong Tianyi's heart demon!

"Hmpf, with such mediocrity, you dare to shout and scream before me?

"Does Zhu Rong Peak have any more capable fighters to present? If not, don't embarrass yourselves by showing up like this!" Ling Fan pointed at Dong Tianyi disdainfully.

He could have killed Dong Tianyi with that punch just now, but for now, he couldn't do that!

To kill him now would mean declaring war against Zhu Rong Peak directly, and it wasn't the right time yet, not at least until the Sect Hierarch emerged from seclusion to discuss it.

So, just now it was only a punch that severely injured Dong Tianyi.

But the words spoken now were truly devastating. Dong Tianyi's Dao Heart was already unstable, and such an attack directly caused his mentality to collapse.

Ling Fan's intention was precisely this—if this guy's mentality collapsed, he would be completely halted from advancing further in cultivating martial arts, effectively reaching his end!

When had Dong Tianyi ever suffered such humiliation? Hearing Ling Fan's words, he was immediately overwhelmed by anger, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, his gaze utterly dispersed.

In his ears, Ling Fan's previous words kept echoing, "Such trash shouldn't come out and embarrass themselves..."

In Ling Fan's eyes, he was nothing but trash, merely existing to embarrass himself...

Dong Tianyi, who had always been superior, was now being trampled and humiliated under someone's foot right in front of most of the Witchcraft Sect's disciples. How could he accept this?

Seeing this, Dong Yanghua sensed something bad and immediately recognized Ling Fan's intention.

He clenched his fists tightly, making a cracking sound, and glared at Ling Fan while gritting his teeth, saying, "You reckless fool, with such a malicious heart, you must be punished!"

At this moment, the stunned Jia Qian and others gradually regained their thoughts. Seeing the disdain in Ling Fan's eyes towards them, their mentalities also exploded.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Except for Ruan Yulong, who remained seated still like a pine, the other four leaped down.

"Boy, don't be reckless. Do you really think that just because you succeeded in a deceitful surprise attack, you can do whatever you want, without any consequences?" Jia Qian shouted angrily.

Indeed, after calming down, they realized the crux of the issue—he had launched a surprise attack just now.

Initially, after being attacked by Dong Tianyi, he pretended to be constrained, intentionally tempting Dong Tianyi to approach, and then unexpectedly delivered a Thunder Strike. Counting it all, Dong Tianyi's defeat was somewhat grievous!

Having speculated in their hearts, they realized this guy was skilled in strength and close combat, so they decided to play a long-range game with this youngster.

Moreover, to be cautious, they all attacked together. Right now, they couldn't be concerned if it looked unsightly—as long as they could kill this youngster, it would be a great achievement!

Jia Qian, the strongest among the four, had a few points of certainty; facing thousands of disciples from the Zhu Rong Lineage, they couldn't just stand back and do nothing.

If they didn't even have the courage to take action against Ling Fan, it would be a disgrace to their grandmothers!

Standing to the side, Lan Zihan, who had just recovered, had not yet come out of the surprise before being shocked again by the combined attack of the few.

However, after seeing that the Witchcraft Sect's Gu Art had no effect on Ling Fan, her heart was somewhat relieved.

She still had quite a bit of confidence in Ling Fan's actual strength.

"Hm? You few poor fools, are you coming to seek your deaths?" Ling Fan looked at the few indignant people and couldn't help but sneer.

"How absurd, form up, attack!" Jia Qian bellowed and immediately drew his sword, charging forward first.

He had the highest cultivation among them being fourth on the Dragon Tiger Ranking, so naturally, he led the team.

The other three said nothing, each holding a Three-Foot Green Blade, arranging a Combined Sword Formation, and striking from different directions.

"Four Seas Ascension!" Jia Qian shouted again, and the other three moved upon hearing him, with perfect coordination.

In an instant, Sword Qi swirled densely like a net, covering all directions, with each of the four adding their Divine Power to the formation, making it extraordinarily powerful.

The strongest among them, Jia Qian was only at the Middle Stage Realm of Wuxuan, with the weakest barely touching this realm; yet when combined, their formation could compete against a practitioner in the Late Stages of Wuxuan.

Ling Fan stood in his place, feeling as if an actual Sword Net enveloped the skies, the murderous intent from within the net causing the ground and rocks to crack even from a distance of over ten yards, showing the formidable power of the formation!

"This time, I will make sure you have no place to be buried!" Lu Tianhe released countless Sword Qi strikes and roared coldly, wishing he could kill Ling Fan with his sword immediately.