"Are you kneeling to apologize?" Lin Fan asked, seeing Mo Wu on his knees.
"There's really no need for this. You just need to apologize. My friends are very magnanimous." He still hadn't grasped the gravity of the situation.
Mo Wu gnashed his teeth, his face contorted in a狰狞 expression. His fury, as terrifying as a demon from the ninth hell, had been stoked to the point of madness by Lin Fan.
"Die!" He no longer wanted to hear anything the other party had to say. He struck out with a palm towards Lin Fan's chest. A terrifying power surged forth, bombarding Lin Fan's body.
"Careful!" One-Eyed Man and the others warned. Their reaction speed was nowhere near Mo Wu's. By the time they spoke, the attack had already landed on Lin Fan.
The Clan Elder's expression turned grave. Anyone facing a Saint Realm attack, even if they were powerful, might not be able to withstand it.
Thud, thud!
Lin Fan retreated a few steps, then looked at Mo Wu with a face full of surprise. "Such powerful strength! I originally thought you were a bit weak, but just now when you attacked, your power actually surged several times over. How did you do that? Have you been hiding your strength?"
Mo Wu's palm, shimmering gold, remained in the attack posture. He had just used the Mo Clan's secret technique, capable of instantly multiplying one's power several fold. It was a high-level secret technique.
Because of Lin Fan, Mo Wu hadn't hesitated, attacking with the intent to kill.
"Impossible." But the reality of the situation shocked Mo Wu deeply. He hadn't expected that such a terrifying attack wouldn't affect the other party at all. Instead, Lin Fan had merely taken a few steps back. This was simply impossible in Mo Wu's view.
He wasn't the only one who thought so.
The other Mo Clan disciples felt the same.
"He just used our clan's secret technique. Even someone a level higher than our Saint Realm cultivators shouldn't be able to remain completely unscathed if caught off guard."
"Who is this guy?"
Shock!
Panic!
Even their own Saint couldn't handle the opponent. If they all attacked together, it would only be a joke.
Standing not far away, Sun Xiao was live-streaming the entire scene.
The viewers in the live stream were clamoring, "Despicable! Absolutely despicable! He actually launched a sneak attack!" But they hadn't expected the sneak attack to be completely useless. They watched as the faces of these Starry Sky Clan experts filled with shock.
They all felt a sense of pride.
See? This is our Guardian, our idol. He's not someone you can compare to.
"What is your cultivation level?" Mo Wu asked, stunned. He didn't believe there could be such an existence. With his cultivation, even if he hadn't reached the level of shattering stars with a single punch, destroying a small mountain with a wave of his hand was definitely no problem.
Lin Fan said, "I'm just an ordinary person who likes to cultivate every day. That move you just used was very impressive, similar to one I know. However, I can't use it casually, or you would die. Although you weren't nice to my friend, I don't casually kill people."
"Apologize."
He was willing to give Mo Wu a chance to admit his mistake. Even if the other party didn't cherish it, he was willing to let him consider it.
"The Mo Clan will not let you go." Mo Wu felt that the other party was toying with him. None of the words he spoke were to the point. He had traversed the starry sky for countless years and had never encountered such a situation.
Lin Fan asked, "Why won't the Mo Clan let me go? I don't seem to have any conflict with the Mo Clan. If there is a conflict, we can talk about it. Friendly communication is the only way to resolve problems. If it's my fault, I can apologize. But if it's your fault, and you still want me to apologize, then I absolutely won't agree."
Mo Wu's breathing gradually grew rapid.
His eyes turned bloodshot.
He wished he could swallow Lin Fan whole.
Mo Wu was a proud person. From the beginning until now, he felt that the other party had been playing with him.
This feeling… was very unpleasant.
One-Eyed Man was considering something. Should he intervene in the current situation?
He knew Lin Fan had no malicious intent.
But this Starry Sky expert seemed to have some misunderstanding about Lin Fan.
And this misunderstanding, with Lin Fan's continuous communication, was growing, and could eventually develop into a life-and-death feud.
The Clan Elder came to Wu Sheng's side and whispered, "Young Master, do you think he has a problem with his head?"
"No, I think he's quite normal," Wu Sheng replied.
He felt that Lin Fan's words were very reasonable, words of wisdom. Moreover, this Master Zhang was extraordinarily capable, and anyone who could be good friends with a master must be extraordinary. Since he was extraordinary, it was normal for his personality to be a bit special.
At this moment.
Lin Fan looked directly at Mo Wu, extending a hand. "Please. Your strength is quite good. I'd like to spar with you."
Little Bao shouted from afar, "Wasn't he supposed to apologize?"
"It's fine. We'll apologize after the sparring," Lin Fan replied with a smile, turning his head.
He liked to fight with strong opponents.
The move Mo Wu had just used was quite good.
Lin Fan's actions were taken as a provocation by Mo Wu. His blood boiled, and above his head, a great sun formed, floating in the air, dazzlingly bright, so bright that it stung everyone's eyes. A wave of intense heat swept through the surroundings.
It felt ominous.
In an instant, Mo Wu moved. His movements were fluid and graceful, his trajectory difficult to capture. As a Mo Clan disciple, one could tell at a glance that the Saint was using the clan's supreme secret technique.
Immediately afterward.
They discovered that the aura emanating from Mo Wu had condensed into a hammer, as if it had existed since the beginning of time.
Suddenly, a clan member exclaimed.
"This is the secret technique, the Heaven-Snatching Hammer!"
"I didn't expect the Saint to have cultivated to this level."
An extremely terrifying pressure crushed down on them.
If this wasn't just a slight overflow of aura, they definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.
"Die!"
Mo Wu roared, clasping his hands together and swinging them fiercely. The force was so powerful that space itself trembled violently, creating ripples that were incredibly terrifying. These were the spatial ripples that countless scientists dreamed of witnessing.
But at this moment, they were being generated by someone's own power.
Science is infinite, human potential is infinite.
But now, it was science is limited, human potential is infinite.
BOOM!
A deep rumbling sound echoed.
Heaven and earth trembled, as if the entire Changbai Mountain was shaking.
The Starry Sky experts scattered throughout Changbai Mountain all felt this power.
"Who is it…?"
"Such terrifying power."
Many Clan Elders felt this power and revealed grave expressions. Saintly power, a Saint Realm expert had arrived. After confirming this news, they had to relay it back to their clans.
They needed to send stronger experts.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to gain any advantage here.
At this moment.
Lin Fan remained motionless, withstanding Mo Wu's attack without taking a single step back. On the other hand, Mo Wu's expression changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost. He stumbled backward, his hands trembling, as if he had struck an iron plate.
It hurt!
Mo Wu put his hands behind his back, afraid of being seen in his current state. However, he forgot about the clan members behind him. Those clan members had sharp eyes and saw their Saint's trembling hands.
They were all speechless with shock.
Even some of them felt a sense of dread.
Damn!
Too terrifying!
The person who was hit was completely fine, while the attacker's hands were hurting. This was impossible anywhere.
Not to mention that they couldn't understand it.
Mo Wu himself couldn't figure out why this had happened.
"Not bad, really not bad. So, by clasping your hands together and hammering down hard, the power can be so great. I've learned something."
"As expected, the only way to improve one's strength is to spar with strong opponents."
Lin Fan said with a smile. He had learned another move.
Hearing these words, Mo Wu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Bastard.
You're humiliating me.
With a loud roar.
Mo Wu spread his hand, and an ancient aura soared into the sky. A small sword, only the size of a palm, spun in the air, then in the blink of an eye, grew larger.
"This is…"
The Clan Elder stared intently at the flying sword spinning in the air. Looking at it with the naked eye, he felt a sharp glint, as if the light was about to blind him.
Sensing this, he quickly lowered his head.
He didn't dare to continue looking.
This was a mysterious treasure that Mo Wu had obtained from an ancient tomb in the starry sky. Although he hadn't fully comprehended it, its power was extraordinary. Even if his opponent's strength was slightly higher than his, it wouldn't matter.
Even the Mo Clan disciples were seeing Mo Wu summon this flying sword for the first time.
The flying sword spun in the air once before flying into Mo Wu's hand.
Instantly, his spirit and energy underwent an earth-shattering transformation.
"You're cheating! Bullying Lin Fan because he doesn't have a weapon! Throw away your weapon, or I'll have my bodyguards shoot you with machine guns!" Little Bao jumped up and shouted.
The bodyguards looked at their young master.
They all wanted to find a hole to bury themselves in.
Young Master… please assess the situation, okay? Using machine guns against him?
He can knock the shit out of us with one move.
Young Master, you're being reckless.
The situation was serious, but Lin Fan still didn't seem to sense it, remaining calm.
"Little Bao, it's normal to use weapons in a spar," Lin Fan said.
Little Bao said, "Oh, then be careful. If you need help, I'll shoot him with a machine gun."
The bodyguard holding the machine gun moved the weapon behind his back. I'm not holding it, I don't have anything, don't involve me.
"Die!"
At this moment, Mo Wu roared and swung the flying sword in his hand. Swish! Ten thousand rays of light burst forth, covering the sky and the sun, dazzlingly bright.
Everyone was stunned by Mo Wu's technique.
In Lin Fan's eyes, the sword light wasn't sword light, but a phantom image. Then, the phantom solidified. Looking closely, it was an elderly man in flowing white robes.
The old man, like a celestial being descending from the heavens, extended a finger. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Lin Fan, pointing a finger at Lin Fan's forehead.
The moment they touched, ripples spread out.
A sharp light pierced directly through Lin Fan's head, then bloomed like a lotus, spreading out overwhelmingly.
The Wu Clan Elder trembled with fear.
He didn't know what had happened.
He couldn't even withstand the power of such a technique. Was this the strength of the Saint Realm?
The Wu Clan Elder envied such a realm.
He wondered when he would be able to reach it.