"Insolent!"
The skull in the sky roared in fury, a tempest of rage pouring down. He felt deeply disrespected.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang's conversation abruptly stopped.
"Lin Fan, he seems angry," Old Zhang stated the obvious. The other party was definitely angry. How could they be so disrespectful?
The skull had just explained so much, hoping to make them understand the gravity of the situation they had caused. But who would have thought they wouldn't take it seriously and instead chat amongst themselves as if no one else was there? Who were they showing disrespect to?
Lin Fan said, "Yeah, I can see that. But it's fine. We'll just ignore him for now."
Meanwhile, Mu Hao was furious. Unlike other Starry Sky Clans, the establishment of the Alliance High Court perfectly fulfilled a fantasy of his: to become a universally respected figure, a teacher admired by all.
Looking at the newly admitted students, he, as the young master of the Mu Clan and the future most revered figure of the Alliance High Court, how could he not put on a good show?
"Who is this expert from the Soul Clan? I, Mu Hao, young master of the Mu Clan, truly want to know who you are, so arrogant as to disregard our Mu Clan!"
Mu Hao exuded dominance, feeling the gazes of everyone on him. He didn't need to think to know that these were looks of awe. Look at you all, what's there to be excited about? This is all normal, nothing special. Just sit down and applaud.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The skull in the sky breathed, each breath emitting a heavy sound. Visible sound waves rippled through the air.
Gradually…
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
The skull in the sky suddenly disintegrated, releasing a terrifying black mist. The mist, as if possessing a dying will, condensed into a cannonball-like form and plummeted towards the ground, creating a powerful shockwave.
"Damn, can he be any more dramatic?" Mu Hao shielded his eyes. The shockwave buffeted everyone's robes, his expression grave. Although he hadn't seen the opponent, the impact was so strong that it was clear they were a formidable expert.
Soon, as the storm-like shockwave dissipated, everyone finally saw the opponent's appearance.
"Holy crap! So domineering."
"This…"
The figure wore menacing black armor, their entire body covered in scales, only their eyes visible through the helmet.
The Soul Clan expert held a black halberd and slammed it into the ground. Boom! Cracks appeared on the ground, and circular shockwaves spread outwards.
"Young Master of the Mu Clan…what is that thing?"
Just as the words left his mouth, the Soul Clan expert radiated a terrifying aura, a tangible aura enveloping their body. Faintly, it seemed as if a primeval, ferocious demon stood roaring behind them.
"Wow, Lin Fan, his armor is so cool," Old Zhang said.
Lin Fan smiled, "It is quite nice. Do you like it?"
"Not really, just think it looks cool."
Lin Fan said, "If you like it, I can ask him if it's for sale. Since you don't, then forget it."
At this moment, Jin Sheng, seeing the armor and the aura emanating from the figure, suddenly recalled a familiar person.
"Soul Clan Venerable, Soul Emperor, why are you here?"
Mu Hao's heart skipped a beat.
Holy shit! He's the Soul Emperor?
Although he had no contact with the Soul Clan, he knew some of the more ruthless characters among the Starry Sky Clans, and the Soul Emperor was undoubtedly one of the most prominent.
He had only heard that a hundred years ago, the Soul Emperor entered the Starry Sky Forbidden Grounds and disappeared for a long time. Everyone assumed he had perished there, but unexpectedly, he had reappeared. And here of all places.
Mu Hao thought of his previous arrogant words and felt like he had been dancing on Death's scythe. If the Soul Emperor decided to attack him, with his strength and physique, he would probably die without knowing how.
He coughed lightly and stepped back slightly, his meaning clear: I didn't know who you were just now. Now I do. I'm withdrawing from this deadly bragging contest. Everything revolves around you now. Do as you please, just don't hold it against me.
All the Starry Sky Clan members present unconsciously took a step back.
The Soul Emperor's fierce reputation preceded him. Who wouldn't be afraid?
His current armor was forged through slaughter. No one knew how much blood and how many souls it had been stained with. If one sensed carefully, they could feel the terrifying aura emanating from the armor.
"Why did you kill Hun Yue?" The Soul Emperor's icy gaze fixed on Lin Fan, cold and filled with a terrifying, captivating power.
Lin Fan said, "I don't quite understand."
The Soul Emperor was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly, "I see. You think that with strength, you can do as you please? If so, then can I also rely on my strength to kill you?"
"Fine, go repent."
The Soul Emperor kicked the halberd at its base. The halberd levitated. Clack! He gripped the halberd, and in an instant, a swirling black light shot through the air, dazzling and awe-inspiring, its killing power enough to slay anything.
Lin Fan frowned, not because there was anything wrong with the attack, but because the opponent disregarded the etiquette of a sparring match.
"Such powerful force."
Jin Sheng and Mo Wu were among the strongest present. At this moment, they felt the Soul Emperor's irresistible power filling the surroundings. Their only consolation was that the Soul Emperor was mindful that they were all descendants of Starry Sky Clans. Any involvement could easily lead to major trouble.
He spoke of fearing nothing, yet he was still cautious. Truly dishonest.
The Soul Emperor's cultivation was astonishing. Called a Venerable, he had already surpassed the Saint Realm. If he unleashed his full power, a radius of hundreds, even thousands of miles, would be affected.
Not to mention he was from the Soul Clan, possessing absolute control over souls. Ordinary people within his combat range would be affected.
Clang!
Suddenly, a dull sound rang out.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically upon seeing the scene before them, as if they had seen a ghost.
Even the Soul Emperor himself was shocked. He exerted force, trying to pull the halberd from Lin Fan's hand, but it wouldn't budge, firmly locked in place.
"You…" The Soul Emperor had never encountered such a situation, someone blocking his attack with their bare hand.
Lin Fan held the tip of the halberd with one hand and slowly raised the other, cupping his fist. "I am Lin Fan. May I ask your esteemed name?"
The Evil Chicken in the distance, hearing these words, was startled. Scenes from television flashed through its mind.
Oh my god.
The words were exactly the same, unchanged. Practical application, vivid and lifelike, such strong learning ability, astonishing. It was so stunned it was in a daze.
The Evil Chicken was dazed, while the others were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a situation. What was going on? Were they putting on a play?
"Soul Emperor of the Soul Clan."
Lin Fan slowly released the halberd and took a few steps back.
"Please!"
The Soul Emperor retrieved his halberd, his expression serious. If he had been careless before, he was now treating this seriously. The opponent's strength was formidable; he couldn't be careless.
"Very good. Your eyes, your expression tell me you are serious now. A sparring match should be like this. If you lose by half a move due to carelessness, you might regret it for life," Lin Fan said.
From the beginning until now, every word he spoke was borrowed from movie scenes.
It felt pretty good. It had a certain flair.
The Soul Emperor was inwardly surprised. He had never encountered such a strange fellow, but for some reason, he felt a sense of righteousness emanating from him. This feeling was like…being with someone very reassuring.
Swish, swish!
The Soul Emperor spun his halberd, fluid and seamless, his gaze sharpening. He swept the halberd forward, and with a bang, he vanished, his speed so fast that only streaks of black light could be seen.
In an instant, the Soul Emperor appeared above Lin Fan, bringing the halberd down with both hands, drawing a brilliant black arc.
"Soul Destruction!"
Lin Fan raised his hand and punched. The halberd landed on his fist.
Boom!
A deep thud echoed.
With Lin Fan at the center, a shockwave erupted, forming a swirling vortex, its power astonishing. The vortex alone was enough to shred everything.
"So strong."
The Soul Emperor felt a painful jolt in his hands. He retreated, spinning his halberd. Each move and style released black light. Then, he roared.
"Demonic Heavenly Punishment!"
His voice was like thunder, deep and resonant.
Everyone could only see Lin Fan standing still, but not the Soul Emperor. His speed was simply too fast, so fast he had vanished without a trace. Only during the collisions could flashes of black light be seen. The surrounding space trembled, spatial ripples spreading like waves.
"Soul Demon Frenzy!"
"Heaven Devouring Earth Shattering!"
The Soul Emperor unleashed his strongest techniques, each one concentrating power at a single point, generating terrifying force. Reaching his level of power control was rare.
For the newly enrolled students, they couldn't understand what was happening.
What the… Where is he?
They could only hear booming sounds that made their ears ache.
But for the Starry Sky Clan members, their faces were pale. They hadn't expected Lin Fan to be so terrifying.
Jin Sheng muttered to himself, "So, he's been holding back against me…"
If Lin Fan had used his current strength earlier, he would have been defeated long ago, perhaps even killed. Yet, he had fought back and forth with him. It was truly shocking, unbelievable.
As he thought and thought…
Perhaps…
Jin Sheng touched his face. What he was thinking needn't be said; after all, he was quite confident in that aspect.
At this moment, the Soul Emperor retreated, panting, the hand gripping his halberd bleeding from a split at the base of his thumb. He had never heard of hurting himself before even injuring the opponent.
Who is he…