Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan had not expected that the person named Fanjing would possess Earth Level third grade cultivation. After all, this was a Human Level cave dwelling, but how did the other party get in?

After a moment of thought, Ding Fan understood. He himself had entered thanks to a Magic Artifact that concealed his cultivation level. If he had such an artifact, then it was not strange at all for the other party to have one as well.

When the people around heard that Fanjing actually had Earth Level third grade cultivation, they all looked at each other in dismay.

"Earth Level third grade? How can there be Earth Level Experts here?"

"The Great Gate Sect is indeed the Great Gate Sect. They naturally have ways to bring Earth Level Experts inside."

"With an Earth Level Martial Artist here, we better not get involved in this trouble..."

For a while, people whispered among themselves. An Earth Level third grade Martial Artist was an unreachable height for them; they had no chance against him.

"Kid, weren't you acting all rampant just a moment ago? Facing our Brother Fanjing, I really want to see how you can continue being so defiant! I really want to see how you'll be begging on your knees soon," a man with a dark face said to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan remained indifferent.

If a Ninth Level Qi Cultivation Cultivator were afraid of an Earth Level third grade Martial Artist, that would be a huge joke indeed. However, Ding Fan did have to thank the dark-faced man.

This was forbidden ground, where Divine Sense could not be used, so if not for that dark-faced idiot, Ding Fan truly would not have known about Fanjing's cultivation level.

"Boy, you can choose to end yourself now…" Fanjing said to Ding Fan. "I'm brutal when I make a move. If you end yourself, you can at least suffer less..."

"Senior from the Upper Xuan Sect, it was unintentional for us to offend previously. Please show mercy and don't stoop to our level. We will leave this place right now." Just then, Qu Waner stepped forward, speaking respectfully to Fanjing.

Ding Fan glanced at Qu Waner. He understood her intentions; she felt he certainly was no match for Fanjing and thus was pleading for mercy.

Fanjing snorted coldly. "Isn't it too late to change things after they've happened?"

As he said this, he looked at Ding Fan and continued speaking to Qu Waner, "He has insulted a disciple of our Upper Xuan Sect. Just for that alone, he is beyond redemption!"

"Senior… we really…" Qu Waner tried to continue pleading.

But Fanjing was not listening any longer. He waved his hand dismissively. "The rest you can settle among yourselves. If you two women kneel and admit your wrongs, I might consider sparing the both of you."

Seeing the cold words from Fanjing, Qu Waner bit her lip hard, at a loss for words.

Ding Fan snorted coldly. Then he pulled Qu Waner behind him and addressed Fanjing. "I've noticed you Upper Xuan Sect people are quite skilled at boasting. With not much real ability, your brags are quite loud indeed."

"Insolence! To speak so arrogantly in front of Brother Fanjing!" the dark-faced man angrily said to Ding Fan.

Fanjing gestured slightly with his hand. Seeing this, the dark-faced man shut his mouth and obediently waited to the side.

Fanjing addressed Ding Fan. "Boy, I'll let you witness the strength of our Upper Xuan Sect."

Having said this, an intense aura burst forth from Fanjing, and the onlookers immediately felt a formidable pressure.

The onlookers were taken aback by the awe the presence of an Earth Level Expert bestowed upon them. Just this display of power alone weighed down on the people present.

Indeed, an Earth Level Expert was formidable.

At that moment, everyone assumed Ding Fan was as good as dead. To them, a Human Level Martial Artist offending an Earth Level Expert was no different from suicide.

Some even believed that Fanjing would instantly kill Ding Fan.

Fanjing looked around proudly at that moment. He had released his aura to intimidate everyone, and seeing their startled reactions, he felt a rush of satisfaction.

"What's with all this dawdling? I'm growing rather impatient," Ding Fan said while rubbing his chin, appearing restless.

Fanjing's brow furrowed slightly. He had unleashed his imposing aura, yet it had not scared his opponent.

Typically, being faced with such a daunting show of strength, if someone were not cowered, he was either an ignoramus with no clue or a much more powerful figure than oneself.

Fanjing did not believe Ding Fan was stronger than himself. In Fanjing's view, Ding Fan was just an ignoramus.

"Boy, since that's the case, I'll give you a lesson you won't forget."

As soon as Fanjing finished speaking, his figure violently flickered.

With afterimages trailing him, Fanjing moved at an extraordinary speed, charging directly at Ding Fan.

The onlookers were astounded by his speed. Indeed, the speed of an Earth Level Expert was monstrous; the force of his charge was unbelievably fast.

The onlookers thought to themselves that if they were facing Fanjing at this moment, they'd probably have wet themselves out of fear.

At this time, the dark-faced man smirked with satisfaction, waiting to see Ding Fan be brutally beaten by Fanjing. Ding Fan had slapped him with the back of his sword earlier, humiliating him. He now looked forward to seeing how Fanjing would deal with Ding Fan—the harsher, the more satisfying for him...

Meanwhile, Qu Waner and Qin Min looked worried as they watched Fanjing's swift movement, their brows furrowing deeply.

Though their time with Ding Fan had been short, his repeated acts of risking his life to protect them had made him very dear to them. They were quite concerned for him.

But given Fanjing's speed, the two women didn't even have time to warn Ding Fan to be careful...

And just when everyone thought that Fanjing would surely overpower Ding Fan in a formidable manner, something no one could have imagined happened.

Just as Fanjing was about to swoop in and strike Ding Fan, Ding Fan suddenly lashed out with a kick.

That kick was earth-shattering, as Ding Fan fully utilized the True Qi inside his body.

Opposed by the arrogant display of power from someone of the Upper Xuan Sect, Ding Fan was very displeased, so he didn't hold back at all in this kick.

Boom...

Fanjing's body was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut.

However, as a third-grade Earth Level Martial Artist, Fanjing wasn't incompetent. After being kicked away by Ding Fan, Fanjing managed to stabilize himself in midair and barely landed on his feet.

Once he landed, he could clearly feel a violent surge within his chest. He knew that if he lost control for even a moment, he would surely spew out blood.

At this moment, Fanjing was making a concerted effort to keep the blood from spurting out.

Fanjing was no fool—it was quite the opposite; he was very astute.

His intention in dealing with Ding Fan was to intimidate everyone present. Now, not only had he failed to achieve that effect, but he had also been sent flying by Ding Fan's kick.

If he were to spout out blood now, his face would be completely lost today.

Fanjing stood on the spot, silent for a moment...

Although Fanjing managed to keep himself from vomiting blood, the people around couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Just one kick had sent an Earth Level Expert flying. Whoever it happened to, that would be deemed extremely ferocious.

"Is this kid a monster? Even a tough third-grade Earth Level opponent was kicked away so easily?"

"Damn, so the hidden expert was actually here... Impressive!"

"This kid, so cool. I found that Fanjing annoying from the start, coming in here acting all high and mighty. Well, now someone's given him a slap in the face..."

...

At that moment, the man with a dark face stood with his mouth agape.

He had imagined a thousand outcomes, all of which involved Fanjing dealing with Ding Fan. No matter how much he thought, he never expected the situation to turn out as it had.

Ding Fan had sent Fanjing flying with just a kick...

How could it be like this? In his mind, the man with a dark face kept asking over and over...

Now, not only was the man with the dark face unable to believe what he was seeing, but Qu Waner and Qin Min, standing to the side, were also dumbfounded.

They knew that Ding Fan had some tricks up his sleeve, but neither of them ever thought Ding Fan could be so powerful as to send an Earth Level Expert flying with just one kick.

Let's face it, even their Sect Leader wouldn't be able to accomplish such a feat; kicking an Earth Level Expert away with one kick was truly remarkable!

Ding Fan, for his part, didn't care about the thoughts of those around him and nonchalantly rubbed his chin. "Didn't you want to show me the strength of your Upper Xuan Sect? So what now? Does your Upper Xuan Sect only have the strength to take a beating?"

As soon as Ding Fan spoke out, the man with a dark face, Fanjing, and all the Upper Xuan Sect disciples present turned ghastly pale.

"You... You think you have won with one kick, but can you really win in the end?" Fanjing, struggling to keep the blood down, waved his right hand and a longsword appeared in his grip.

The longsword shimmered with a green light all over, and even just holding it in hand, one could faintly hear the sword's humming.

The man with a dark face was startled to see the sword.

He recognized that longsword; it was a prize awarded to the young Sect Disciples following the great Sect competition.

Back then, Fanjing had outperformed everyone and was crowned the champion among the Upper Xuan Sect Disciples... It was for this reason that the Sect rewarded Fanjing with this longsword.

This longsword was a fourth-grade Artifact of Attack, rare and seldom seen. Fanjing rarely used this artifact against his enemies, but now he had drawn this longsword... This showed how seriously Fanjing was taking Ding Fan.

The man with a dark face couldn't help but take a few more glances at Ding Fan.

A young man in his early twenties, with unremarkable looks, Ding Fan's displayed cultivation seemed to be around the level of a Human Level Seventh Grade. However, the man with a dark face believed that Ding Fan's cultivation must be above Earth Level.

If he had reached Earth Level in his early twenties, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Ding Fan a stunningly prodigious genius.

"Kid, you must die today!" Fanjing slowly raised his longsword with his right hand.

Ding Fan still appeared indifferent.

However, his eyes were now filled with murderous intent.

Ever since his confrontation with the disciples of the Upper Xuan Sect began, he had shown restraint, but they kept pushing him relentlessly, demanding his death with every breath—and their attacks were lethal.

If his forbearance only brought these responses, then Ding Fan decided it was time to stop holding back.

Often, true reverence can only be instilled with a fist.

"Today, you will die!" Ding Fan said coldly.