Super War God in the City

Ling Fan, having neutralized the remnant Sword Qi unleashed by Kohara Aozora just before his death, also had a slightly pale complexion.

However, at this moment, everyone was stunned by the terrifying immortal methods he had just used, and no one noticed these details about him.

Just now, he had used a Soul Technique to protect Yukieko and the others, but Kohara Aozora's ability to grasp the Sword Heart meant that his Soul Power was also extremely strong.

To be on the safe side in case the attack failed, he had, in the blink of an eye, consulted with the Holy Princess and borrowed some of her Soul Power to successfully obliterate Kohara Aozora's spirit.

As a result, his Soul Power was somewhat overdrawn, exceeding the capacity of his body, leaving him somewhat weak and unsuitable for high-intensity combat in the near future.

Although he had Exotic Fire as a trump card, it was crucial for the competition and couldn't be used lightly; facing several more experts like Kohara Aozora would spell trouble for him!

At this very moment, within the crowd of onlookers in the distance, a particularly distinct figure had been hiding in terror at the furthest corner of the crowd.

It was none other than Kuno Ichiro.

This guy had become somewhat empty recently, and after enjoying the pleasures provided by Tang Anqi, he couldn't just sit idle and do nothing!

Thus, he had purposely come to the Headquarters of the Martial Alliance today to gather a few subordinates, planning to help Tang Anqi deal with her nemesis afterward.

However, before he could even choose his subordinates, he suddenly received a message from the protector, ordering him to find a Huaxia person named Ling Fan.

This guy immediately started pondering; this name was the same as the man Tang Anqi had mentioned, and the information was similar too—could it be that the person the Headquarters of Martial Alliance was targeting was the same person Tang Anqi was talking about?

If that were the case, it would be a good thing, as he could resolve Tang Anqi's issue effortlessly and even boast about it in front of Tang Anqi afterward; it was truly a blessing falling from the heavens!

Afterward, the incident where Ling Fan stormed into the Martial Alliance and battled everyone occurred, and this guy was actually the most cowardly at heart.

He yelled the loudest when it was time to charge, but he always stayed at the back during action. Since there were many people around, no one noticed him!

Actually, he wasn't always this fearful of death—it was mainly after becoming attached to Tang Anqi that he couldn't bear the thought of dying.

Additionally, his body had been weak recently and he was somewhat self-aware; he truly had no strength to engage others physically, so he refrained from flaunting his prowess and managed to save his life!

Logically, for someone of his level as a Martial Artist, even if he had overindulged somewhat, it shouldn't have drained him to this extent.

He felt somewhat puzzled in his mind, but he couldn't figure out any reason; it could only be said that his indulgences were too frequent. Even though his body was built for martial cultivation, it couldn't withstand such depletion.

Little did this guy know that Tang Anqi's "Bedroom Spring Technique" was essentially a bane for men; not even Martial Saints at the Wuxuan Level like him could resist being drained dry by Tang Anqi using this technique!

At this moment, Kuno Ichiro, drenched in cold sweat, quietly noted down Ling Fan's identity, planning to subtly probe Tang Anqi about it afterward.

If Tang Anqi intended to deal with this guy in front of him, then he might as well give up on that idea.

Ling Fan stood in the center, subtly regulating the Origin Force within his body, his gaze indifferently sweeping over the crowd.

Currently, everyone in the arena was utterly silent; the look they gave Ling Fan could no longer be described as mere terror.

Kohara Aozora's corpse, still bleeding from all orifices and with eyes wide open, lay there, reminding everyone that what had just happened was no illusion!

Confronted with Ling Fan's gaze, no one dared to meet his eyes, all bowing their heads instead.

Ling Fan paid no mind to these underlings, but his gaze finally rested on the Kyuyama father and son.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Ling... Lord Ling, I was wrong, it's none of my business, I wasn't here to report anything, please spare me, I didn't do anything..." Kyuyama Taiga had already become incoherent.

Kyuyama Naoya collapsed beside him, stunned and speechless. The shock of Kohara Aozora's death was immense, but even more shocking was the manner of his death.

The man before them, a person from Huaxia, seemingly possessed the ability to kill with breath alone, which was downright ghostly. He even doubted whether this was still a human in front of him.

Ling Fan glanced indifferently at Kyuyama Taiga, too lazy to waste time on such small fry. As for which family or power the other party belonged to, he cared even less.

The Martial Alliance didn't even matter to him, let alone this insignificant family, merely backed by the Ninja lineage—it was also his target!

Without a second word, he raised his hand to perform the Wind Blade Mastery, flicked his fingers, and instantly, two Wind Blades shot toward Kyuyama father and son.

The two men were immediately terrified and frantically tried to resist, but their cultivation was too weak to withstand Ling Fan's Wind Blades and they died on the spot!

After killing these two with a wave of his hand, Ling Fan didn't even glance at them and once again ordered Yukieko, "Tie up this useless protector of the Martial Alliance and take him away!"

At this moment, Yukieko's admiration for Ling Fan had reached a blind level.

She immediately ordered her subordinates without hesitation, "Come, tie up Maemoto Kento!"

This time, Murakami Akemi and the others did not hesitate at all and immediately stepped forward to tie up the weak Maemoto Kento, who lay on the ground.

"I... I am a protector of the Martial Alliance, you... you're tying me up?" Maemoto Kento felt extremely humiliated!

Being defeated by Ling Fan was bearable, but these people from the Sakura Association, who weren't even qualified to speak to him normally, were now daring to lay hands on him—how could he not be furious!

"Slap!"

Murakami Akemi directly slapped Maemoto Kento with a resounding smack, scolding, "You think you're some big shot just because you're a protector?

Now you're nothing but a prisoner under our boss, truly freaking clueless!"

Murakami Akemi shook her hand, feeling freaking fantastic.

She then said to several of her subordinates nearby, "Come on, keep a good eye on him. Give him a slap each. This is the protector of the Martial Alliance. To smack the face of the Martial Alliance's protector is freaking satisfying, even worth dying for!"

The others, hearing this, couldn't wait to try it themselves and came forward to slap Maemoto Kento's cheeks, shouting how satisfying it was!

These guys also knew that today's events had blown up and that the outcome was more likely bleak than not.

However, ever since they had started following Yukieko, they had prepared for the worst. Being in the martial world, it was only a matter of time before they had to pay the price.

To be able to slap a protector of the Martial Alliance in the face before dying was exhilarating enough; it wasn't a waste to have lived this life, they had gotten their money's worth!

Ling Fan, unaware of these people's thoughts, felt somewhat speechless but said nothing.

Meanwhile, the surrounding members of the Martial Alliance, one by one, green with envy, watched as Maemoto Kento was slapped into a pig's head by these lowly gang members, nearly grinding their teeth to bits!

If Maemoto Kento had been tortured by Ling Fan, they might have felt slightly better, but being tormented by a few lower-status individuals was a massive insult, an unbearable humiliation!

But with Ling Fan standing there menacingly, they dared not speak out and could only watch helplessly as their dignity was trampled into the dust today!

At this moment, Ling Fan glanced over at the Martial Alliance members and said indifferently, "Tell Sima Tianhao, if he wants to save the man, come find me at the 'Sakura Association' by tomorrow night.

Otherwise, I'll hang your Martial Alliance protector at the entrance of the 'Sakura Association' and expose his corpse for three days!"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Martial Alliance instantly tensed up, silent as cicadas in winter!

"Boss... this guy's passed out!" Murakami Akemi sheepishly said to Yukieko.

Ling Fan glanced at the unconscious Maemoto Kento, his lips twitching. Slapped into a pig's head, how could he not pass out?

Actually, Maemoto Kento was mainly infuriated, his anger overwhelming his heart so that he couldn't even breathe. The humiliation he endured today exceeded anything he had experienced in his lifetime!

"No matter, as long as he's not dead, let's go!" Ling Fan said coolly.

Then, under the fearful and awed gazes of the Martial Alliance members, he floated away with Yukieko and the others!

PS: Fifth Watch of the Night, here you go~