Super War God in the City

Ling Fan, having gone through the baptism of Exotic Fire on Shennong Peak, has seen a tremendous improvement in all aspects of his body, and the strength of his Soul Power has become much stronger than before. He could now unleash it to harm enemies.

Just now was merely testing the water, to gauge the power of Soul Power attack. The sight of Xiang Luo bleeding from all seven orifices and collapsed on the ground was quite a pleasant surprise.

"This Soul Power attack is indeed extraordinary, killing invisibly!" Ling Fan silently praised in his heart.

"Not bad, I reckon on Earth, your Soul Power attack, below the level of Innate, could still be quite effective!" the Holy Princess commented lightly.

"Hehe, one more lifesaving trick up my sleeve. However, this Soul Power attack can't be sustained for long; it can serve as a trump card!" Ling Fan rubbed his slightly aching forehead, fearing if he used it a couple more times, he might pass out.

"Hmm, you are still too weak. If your Soul Cultivation is good enough, combined with a Soul Technique, you can unleash power that is unpredictable as ghosts and gods, killing invisibly, and even instantly defeating opponents beyond your level!" the Holy Princess said indifferently.

"Hehe, slowly but surely, I'm already quite content with my current situation!" Ling Fan chuckled stupidly.

In the midst of Ling Fan's private conversation with the Holy Princess, the onlookers' chaotic thoughts finally regained some clarity. Once again, their gazes towards Ling Fan were as if they were seeing a ghost.

Xiang Luo's Divine Soul was instantly obliterated by Ling Fan's Soul Power attack, dead beyond dead, not even needing rites for the departed.

Xiang Hao felt a chill run through his entire body, his soul almost escaping, and seeing Xiang Luo dead without a breath, he almost fainted. To kill with a single word, was this really still human?

Zha You had long since collapsed on the ground in fright, horrifically terrified, and nearly wet himself.

The older academy students almost bit their tongues off. Ling Fan's word-bound killing completely overturned everyone's imagination and logic.

Wan Long and a few Elders turned pale, shivering all over. Today, they had truly opened their eyes.

The new students of the Secular World from Chao Meng were completely befuddled, unable to think straight, as Ling Fan's monstrous power shattered all their unrealistic fantasies of revenge.

Qi He's eyes nearly popped out, staring at Ling Fan in shock, losing the ability to think.

"This guy, his strength is simply infuriating, killing with a word, unheard of!" Wu Rao stared dumbfounded, never before had she lost her composure like today.

"The boss...has he become this strong?" Fan Zhan and Jiang Shi were also stunned.

Su Qiong and Zhou Siyu were not much better off, completely losing their composure, their expressions towards Ling Fan filled with indescribable shock, admiration, reverence, and worship...

Even the academy dean felt dry mouthed and experienced a momentary lapse in thought. The scene of killing with a breath had left him deeply shocked.

He had only read about such people in ancient texts, the Soul Cultivators, who, when their Soul Power cultivated to perfection, could unleash such unpredictable and unguardable attacks.

"This young man, is he really one of the legendary Soul Cultivators?" the dean couldn't believe his eyes.

Having finished his conversation with the Holy Princess, Ling Fan ignored the current mental state and shock of the crowd and turned to walk straight towards Xiang Hao.

Ling Fan felt a bit frustrated, realizing that this guy really was tough. He had killed so many, but the more he wanted to kill him, Xiang Hao seemed to be bouncing around most energetically.

When Xiang Hao saw Ling Fan coming towards him, his body shuddered, and with a sudden jolt of awareness, his chaotic thoughts finally regained some semblance of consciousness.

"Dean...Dear dean, save me!" Xiang Hao's teeth chattered and he trembled as he spoke.

At this, the dean was startled and his flow of thoughts returned. Xiang Luo had been killed right before his eyes, his face had been slapped resoundingly, and if Xiang Hao was killed too, then the Xiang Family would be wiped out.

If that happened, the Xiang Family would surely fight him to death. As the number one Noble House of the Zhongnan Heavenly Vein, they were not comparable to other houses, and even as the dean of the academy, he needed to handle this carefully.

"Stop, you actually killed Xiang Luo in front of me, are you disregarding my dignity too? And now you even dare to move against Xiang Hao? Do you really think I'm just a figurehead as the dean?" The dean was furious and immediately stepped in front of Xiang Hao.

"Damn it, you're still sticking your nose where it doesn't belong? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to mess with you?"

"Considering you're the academy head, I gave you some face. If you stand in my way again, I'll deal with you too!" Ling Fan was instantly furious.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, thinking holy shit, he's cursing at the academy head as if he's cursing a dog—he's arrogant to the extreme.

The academy head almost spewed a mouthful of old blood, his face turning red with anger as he glared at Ling Fan. This is called giving face?

Not only having his face slapped multiple times, but also murdering someone in front of him, and now continuously berating and threatening—this is called giving face? What then is not giving face?

"Kid, in my whole life, halfway into the grave, I've never seen someone as arrogant and presumptuous as you!

"If I'm not mistaken, you're a Soul Cultivator, and moreover, you must find it difficult to launch a second attack, am I right?" The academy head snapped coldly, taking a step forward and standing toe-to-toe with Ling Fan.

"Heh, I didn't see that coming. You have some insight. However, I have plenty of ways to kill you. Would you like to try?" Ling Fan sneered.

The onlooking crowd had begun to develop an immunity to Ling Fan's rebelliousness and arrogance, simply staring blankly as the guy confronted the academy head.

The bystanders who were there for a good show were one thing—just watching the drama unfold—but Xiang Hao, who stood behind the academy head, felt like his mentality was about to collapse.

At this moment, he wished he could just die; the torment of constantly being on the edge of life and death was nearly driving him insane.

"Kid, I won't bully the weak. Today, I'll give you a proper lesson with Physical Strength alone, to teach you that there's always someone stronger, and skies beyond skies!" The academy head roared as Origin Force flowed around him, his bones crackling like popping beans.

"This guy has reached the Martial Saint Realm, and has an enlightenment of the Gold Element, but his talent is average, only at the Early Stage of External Phase of Elemental Force!" The Holy Princess commented indifferently.

"Huh? There's still something about External Phases? How do I compare to him?" Ling Fan inquired curiously.

"Hehe, why don't you try and see. This guy has trained his body extremely well; Elemental Force is fully integrated into his flesh, making it comparable to weapons!" The Holy Princess reminded him casually.

"Oh? That's interesting. Perfect for testing my hand. I wonder how much strength he can exert with his body!" Ling Fan was suddenly interested.

At this moment, the academy head's body had swelled, wrapped in Gold Light, especially his bare arms, which looked as if cast from bronze and iron, exuding an explosive force.

"This... the academy head is at the Martial Saint Realm. Ling Fan is too reckless. It's more likely to end badly for him!

"Fortunately, the headmaster has shown mercy, not even using a weapon!" Qi He broke into a sweat, muttering anxiously to himself.

But no sooner had this thought crossed his mind than he was almost knocked off his feet by Ling Fan's response.

Ling Fan looked at the academy head, his face calm and lightly snorted, "Heh, I'm not one to take unfair advantage. Using a weapon would be unsporting, wouldn't it?

"Today, I'll also use my fists to spar with you until you're thoroughly convinced!"

The onlookers were no longer shocked; they were completely numb. If Ling Fan suddenly stopped being arrogant, that would truly be surprising.

The academy head was so enraged by Ling Fan's defiance that he couldn't take it anymore. He turned into a blur as he rushed towards Ling Fan!

"You're a Soul Cultivator and you want to compete with me in strength?" The academy head couldn't wait any longer; he felt like he would explode from anger if he didn't act soon.

"Today, I'll see just how you'll make me convinced!" the academy head bellowed.

The Gang Wind gusting from his fists enveloped Ling Fan from afar, making his cheeks sting with pain!

PS: I'm really sorry for not updating during the day; I was too busy. Everything's almost settled now, and it should be OK in a day or two~~~