Facing Ling Fan's defeating arrogance, everyone present trembled in fear, and no one dared to speak!
"What, does anyone from Zhongnan Academy still have any 'Sweeping Monks' or other hidden experts? Call them all out, so I don't have to bother!" Ling Fan said coldly as he glanced over the crowd.
Upon meeting Ling Fan's gaze, the ordinary disciples of the academy subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
Finally, Ling Fan's gaze settled on a figure.
"Tat tat tat!"
Ling Fan lifted his legs and strode towards the figure he was eyeing; everyone's spirit trembled, and they turned to look at the target across from Ling Fan.
"It's over, this one's surely a dead man!" the onlookers said with a bitter smile and a shake of their heads as they clearly saw whom Ling Fan was approaching.
The figure approached by Ling Fan was none other than Xiang Hao.
