Top-tier Unruly Master

The light orb originally had no significant abilities, yet it was full of arrogance.

Having arrogance when one has real skills is a trait, but having no skills, yet still being full of arrogance is just foolish.

This light orb only had some minor achievements in Korean boxing. At this moment, it thought of bullying others. Thus, Ding Fan did not bother to show any mercy to this light orb.

"This is Korean boxing? Just mediocre..."

At this, the light orb's expression became extremely grave. "You... you dare to insult Korean boxing... I will definitely not spare you today!"

After saying this, the light orb directly charged toward Ding Fan.

By now, Ding Fan no longer wanted to waste words with this light orb. He was ready to demonstrate his absolute power and let the light orb fully understand what being a frog in a well really means.

The light orb's fist was already thundering toward Ding Fan's face in an instant. This punch, which nearly exhausted all the light orb's strength, could be considered extremely fierce and powerful.

However, Ding Fan didn't care in the slightest, showing no intention to dodge.

Ding Fan swung his fist, meeting the light orb's punch head-on.

Boom...

Their fists harshly collided.

In the light orb's mind, he had used all his strength in that punch, which he thought would incapacitate Ding Fan.

But what the light orb didn't expect was this.

After their fists collided, a sound of breaking bones followed. Then, intense pain surged directly from the light orb's arm.

The light orb screamed in pain, retreated several steps, and then collapsed onto the ground, sitting abruptly. Looking over at Ding Fan, who was not far away, he saw him extending his right fist and standing there quietly, his demeanor calm and expression indifferent. It seemed that the collision had no effect on him at all.

"How... how is this possible?"

The light orb didn't know how many times he had repeated this question. In his view, even if he wasn't as skilled as Ding Fan, at worst, it would have been a mutual defeat.

After all, Ding Fan was just over twenty, and he looked rather thin and frail.

But what the light orb didn't expect was that Ding Fan was so formidable; he almost felt like he had to look up to him. Under his full-strength attack, Ding Fan hadn't been affected at all, while his own right arm was completely crippled.

How formidable was Ding Fan's strength?

"Any last words?" Ding Fan withdrew his right fist and casually blew on it. "I told you, Korean boxing is nothing special..."

Though the light orb's punch seemed formidable, it stood no chance against Ding Fan—it was impossible for a mere physical fist to compete with True Qi.

Even though Ding Fan mentioned how insignificant Korean boxing was, the light orb was now at a loss for words.

What could the light orb refute? In front of Ding Fan, just one punch had crippled him, leaving him with no grounds to brag.

Just then, Mei Xian, who had been sitting all along on a smooth, large rock, suddenly seemed to have noticed something.

"Not good, the Ghost Warrior has caught up..."

Hearing the three words "Ghost Warrior," Ding Fan's expression stiffened slightly. Given the proximity to Changsheng, it wasn't strange for Ghost Warriors to appear; however, Ding Fan had yet to detect anyone with his Divine Sense. How then could Mei Xian have noticed them?

"We've already escaped from Changsheng... How... how could these people still catch up to us?" At this moment, Guang Zhu, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, frantically scrambled to his feet.

At that moment, Ding Fan fully extended his Divine Sense and indeed discovered two Martial Artists several miles away, who were rapidly moving towards their location.

Ding Fan could not help but take another look at Mei Xian.

This Mei Xian clearly had no cultivation base, no different from an ordinary person. Ding Fan really couldn't understand how Mei Xian was able to detect the Martial Artists who were pursuing them from miles away.

You should know that Ding Fan's cultivation had already reached the Ninth Level of Qi Cultivation. It was because of this level of cultivation that he could use his Divine Sense to probe situations miles away.

You should know even Peak Earth Level Martial Artists couldn't probe that far.

Although Ding Fan was somewhat perplexed, he didn't want to delve into it any further. After all, the situation was quite urgent. Judging by the two Ghost Warriors' movements, it probably wouldn't take more than five minutes for them to reach here.

Although Ding Fan wasn't afraid of the two pursuing Ghost Warriors, he had come here to investigate covertly, and startling the enemy was not ideal.

Ding Fan immediately leapt forward, grabbing Mei Xian with one hand and Guang Zhu with the other, then dashed directly towards a corner.

Upon reaching the corner, Ding Fan threw the two people roughly onto the ground.

He then swiftly pulled out a bunch of Array Flags from his storage ring. With his hands forming hand seals, he rapidly began throwing the Array Flags all around him.

As Ding Fan's hands fluttered like the wings of a bird setting up the Array Flags, Mei Xian, watching from the side, was utterly dumbfounded. Although she didn't understand the Array Flags, Ding Fan's hands were moving so fast they blurred, which was quite impressive to behold.

Ding Fan finished setting up the Array Flags in less than two minutes.

The Formation he had set up was a small Concealment Formation, which could effectively shield their tracks and aura, undoubtedly shaking off any pursuers.

"We should run quickly, those Ghost Warriors are extremely ruthless. If they find us here, we only have death awaiting us..." Guang Zhu said with a mournful face at that moment.

"If you don't want to die, then from now on, shut your mouth," Ding Fan said coldly to Guang Zhu.

Guang Zhu's arm had just been broken by Ding Fan, so at this point, he didn't dare to complain and hurriedly nodded, remaining silent.

Mei Xian, although also unclear about what Ding Fan was doing, faintly felt that there must be good reasoning behind his actions, so she too didn't say a word and just quietly stayed by Ding Fan's side.

The three of them then became absolutely still and silent.

Approximately two minutes after Ding Fan had set up the Formation, two figures rushed over directly.

Upon reaching the location, these two stood where Ding Fan and Guang Zhu had previously fought in the Arena.

Both individuals were extremely strong, with formidable auras. Although Mei Xian and Guang Zhu were more than ten meters away from them, both were still terrified, with very tense expressions...

"There was a fight here just now..." said one of the two, a fat man who glanced around with a plain tone.

The thin, tall man beside the fat man nodded. "Those two haven't gotten far; let's quickly catch up to them. It won't be good if our lord finds out..."

After exchanging a few words, the two men immediately chased off in another direction.