Super War God in the City

Feeling the icy touch against his neck, Shen Li’s mind went blank.

"School... school prohibits killing!" Shen Li tried to remain calm, but his voice couldn’t help but tremble.

The onlookers all snapped back to reality, looking incredulously at the scene before them. In their eyes, even the top three experts in the school rankings couldn’t manage such an effortless display, could they?

"Put down the weapon, Shen Li is from Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion. Do you really want to make an enemy of us at Lei Ming?" The seven people behind Shen Li came to their senses, shouting at Ling Fan with faces full of fright.

"Hmm, the school does seem to forbid killing!" Ling Fan murmured to himself.

"Don’t be rash, let’s talk this over properly!" Seeing Ling Fan’s softened attitude, Shen Li felt a slight relief and hurriedly spoke.

"Then let’s do it another way!" Ling Fan muttered to himself.

The next second, his wrist twisted.

"Crack!"

The half of a dagger was forcefully plunged into Shen Li’s arm. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Ah!"

A piercing scream immediately echoed through the Martial Arts Academy.

Ling Fan looked up indifferently at the seven frightened people nearby. "You think you at Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion are very impressive, huh?"

Having said that, he looked down at Shen Li, "I’ll count to three, and if you can’t pee, I’ll break one of your arms, up until all your limbs are broken!"

The onlookers, upon hearing his words, felt a chill down their spines.

"One... Two..."

Shen Li, clutching his arm in pain and grimacing, his face twisted, was in too much pain to even pee.

"Crunch!"

"Ah!!! You devil!" Shen Li let out a heart-wrenching scream, nearly fainting.

"Don’t take my words for mere wind by your ear, thinking I’m just bluffing?" Ling Fan coldly crushed one of Shen Li’s legs.

"I will count to three again. If you still can’t pee, I’ll break another leg!"

Shen Li’s scalp went numb, filled with regret; he truly regretted it, wishing he could turn back time.

The seven people behind him felt a cold shudder and dared not step forward, completely intimidated by Ling Fan’s seemingly effortless action just now.

"If you want to save him, come and try!" Ling Fan glanced at the few people before looking down at Shen Li again.

"One..."

Hearing this curse-like sound, Shen Li was truly close to peeing himself, his scalp exploding.

"I... I... pee..."

After uttering these words, Shen Li felt a desire to die. But compared to having his hands and feet broken, he had to choose the lesser of two evils.

Su Qiong only snapped back to reality now, still dizzy and staring blankly at everything happening before her, suddenly feeling a bit intimidated by that proud figure.

Zhou Siyu’s palms grew cold, and she murmured to herself, "Is this... this the Ling Fan who broke Zhou Tai’s limbs and stripped him of his position as family heir? Truly terrifying!"

Being half-siblings with Zhou Tai, she bore no resentment toward Ling Fan for crippling Zhou Tai; instead, she felt somewhat grateful because if it weren’t for that, her biological brother Zhou Tianlu would not have been able to take the heir’s position.

The onlookers quietly watched Shen Li lying on the ground, wailing continuously and struggling to hold his urine, feeling like the world had suddenly become unfamiliar, their souls seemingly drifting away from their bodies, floating unrealistically in the sky.

"I... I peed..." Shen Li, a mess of tears and snot, felt like he was about to pass out.

Shen Li finally felt his crotch become wet, a stone settling in his heart, experiencing a misguided sense of surviving a catastrophe.

And the seven people behind him wore an extremely unpleasant expression, as if they had eaten something disgusting.

"You went too far. We at Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion won’t let this go easily!" The seven people gritted their teeth in anger.

Su Qiong and others’ faces slightly changed as today seemed to have firmly established them as sworn enemies with the Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion, causing worry to arise in their hearts.

Ling Fan’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked coldly at the others and said coldly, "Carry him and get lost immediately, and while you’re at it, go tell your boss at Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion that I’ll see you at the Fighting Stage tomorrow, I’m challenging your entire Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar.

The seven of them looked at each other, almost doubting their ears!

"Did you take my words for the wind?" Ling Fan said indifferently.

A jolt struck the hearts of the seven, reminding them of the time Ling Fan spoke those words when he seemed to have broken Shen Li’s leg.

Immediately, without another word, they hurriedly lifted Shen Li and fled.

Su Qiong took a deep breath, forcibly calmed herself, and reminded Ling Fan seriously, "Wasn’t that a bit too much? You’ve seriously offended the people from Lei Ming now—they are bound to retaliate fiercely!"

Ling Fan smiled and pointed to Jia Yan on the ground, "They broke his arm, isn’t that excessive? Isn’t mocking you excessive?"

Su Qiong was at a loss for words, and the people from Zi Qiong Pavilion were excited, especially Jia Yan.

Ruan Ming hung his head, quietly squeezed out of the crowd, and left despondently without anyone stopping him.

"You all, hurry and take Jia Yan to the hospital, come to me for whatever expenses you need reimbursed!" Su Qiong quickly arranged for people to take Jia Yan for treatment.

"Don’t worry, Sister Qiong, I’m fine. It’s just a broken arm; I’ll be back in action in no time!" Jia Yan grinned, his mood was surprisingly good despite his injury.

"Stop kidding around, just get better soon so you can start training again!" Su Qiong admonished him.

Jia Yan nodded seriously, "Yes, I will definitely try my hardest!"

...

A high-end restaurant outside the campus.

Ling Fan, Su Qiong, and Zhou Siyu were sitting by the window on the second floor, with the table fully laden with delicious dishes.

At the same time, Binzhou University was also stunned by breaking news—the last-ranked Zi Qiong Martial Arts Pavilion had welcomed a newcomer!

No sooner had he joined the academy than he injured Liu Meng, one of Lei Ming’s eight great masters, and then crippled Shen Li who had come to challenge him, causing him to wet himself in public; finally, he boldly declared that he would challenge the entire Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion at the Fighting Stage tomorrow!

In no time, the news spread all around, sweeping through Binzhou University like a swift breeze, even catching the attention of the university administrators.

However, Ling Fan, sitting in the restaurant with two beautiful women, remained unaware of this development, reflecting admiringly on the courageous and elegant Su Qiong before him.

"Siyu, was it you who invited Ling Fan to our Martial Arts Pavilion?" Su Qiong pressed Zhou Siyu with the question.

No wonder she suspected Zhou Siyu; just now, Zhou had behaved as though she had known Ling Fan for a long time.

"Sister Qiong, don’t talk nonsense, how could I have the power to get Young Master Ling into our Martial Arts Pavilion!" Zhou Siyu said in a low voice, unable to relax in front of Ling Fan.

Ling Fan took a sip of tea, smiled, and said, "Stop guessing, it really had nothing to do with her. The recruiting tutor of the Martial Arts Academy hoped I would join this year’s recruitment examination, so he arranged for me to enter the academy.

Since I am quite low-profile, I chose your Zi Qiong Martial Arts Pavilion, but I didn’t expect to cause such a stir right away!"

Ling Fan didn’t reveal the whole truth because of the awkward position of Su Qiong’s family within their clan, which was also related to his own mother.

Therefore, he feared that Su Qiong might get the wrong impression of him, or even be repulsed if she knew the truth, so he thought he’d find another opportunity to explain.

Su Qiong sighed inwardly, realizing that this guy joined their pavilion merely because he was trying to be low-key, all the while her astonishment grew.

If the recruiting tutor personally invited him to the examination, his skills must be incredibly strong. Previously worried, she felt a renewed confidence about tomorrow’s challenge.

Just then, Ling Fan’s phone rang; he picked it up and saw it was a call from Meng Ying.

"Hello!" Ling Fan answered the call.

"Young Master Ling, you need to come and see this. There’s trouble at Fanxing; someone is brazenly poaching our talents. President Xiao is arguing with them, and I’m worried something might happen, so I had to report to you quickly!" Meng Ying’s voice sounded anxious over the phone.

Ling Fan’s brow furrowed; today was indeed the day Xiao Chubing was supposed to take over Fanxing Entertainment, damn it, someone dared not to show respect to his wife?

"Don’t worry, I’ll be right there!" The expression on Ling Fan’s face instantly turned cold.