Lin Fan watched from below for a moment and felt that the Tian Di Sect had truly suffered a great embarrassment this time, winning only two matches in the grand competition—truly a pitiful outcome.
Among the current Nine Divine Prodigies of the Tian Di Sect, two were unfamiliar faces. Whether they had been overthrown by inner disciples or had voluntarily stepped down from their positions to become ordinary elders, Lin Fan didn’t really care.
Qingyangzi, who wore an expression of shame, suddenly stood up excitedly, his face flushed with emotion, when he saw the figure emerging from the crowd. “This kid finally decided to come back,” he muttered.
The surrounding disciples began chattering curiously.
“Who is that guy?”
“I don’t know either, but he looks really familiar. I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere before.”
“Are you guys serious? Don’t you recognize him? That’s Senior Brother Lin, the First Divine Prodigy!”
“Whoa! You mean the guy who once trampled Dao Wentian underfoot and punched Elder Huo?”
“Exactly him! I heard he left three years ago and never returned. I never thought he’d come back today.”
Su Hongchen and others, upon seeing that figure, were equally astonished.
Three years had passed, and they couldn’t even imagine how powerful Senior Brother Lin had become. Although their own cultivation hadn’t improved much, they knew better than to compare themselves to him.
Senior Brother Lin was an extraordinary genius—how could they possibly measure up?
Han Juntian, at this moment, felt a weight lift from his heart. He had always believed in this kid’s strength, but the complete lack of news over the past three years had left him puzzled. If it weren’t for the fact that the Divine Prodigy Token still existed, he might have even suspected that Lin Fan had switched sects.
The imprisoned Ling Wuzun, seeing the figure before him, had a complex look in his eyes—resentment, defiance, but mostly fear.
Three years ago, he had been crushed by Lin Fan without even a chance to fight back. Now that Lin Fan had returned, Ling Wuzun could only hope—hope that Lin Fan would crush the Kunlun Divine Sect just as mercilessly.
Lin Fan looked at Ling Wuzun and shook his head in disappointment. “Three years apart, and you’re still this weak. Your cultivation has only advanced this far?”
Hearing Lin Fan’s words, Ling Wuzun’s expression darkened, and a surge of rage burned in his heart. This guy had come back just to humiliate him again. But he no longer dared to resist—this man was the First Divine Prodigy, and also his senior brother.
“Senior Brother’s words are correct.” Ling Wuzun lowered his head respectfully.
“Hmph. Since you admit your mistake, then go back and train harder.” Lin Fan stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an overwhelming aura.
“Yes.” Ling Wuzun immediately nodded.
Then Lin Fan turned his gaze toward the Divine Prodigy seats of the Tian Di Sect.
The remaining Eight Divine Prodigies immediately stood up, bowing respectfully. “Senior Brother Lin.”
Lin Fan grunted in acknowledgment, clearly satisfied. Then he turned to Jian Cangyu. “Your strength has improved quite well. It seems you’ve worked hard these past three years.”
Jian Cangyu replied respectfully, “I always take Senior Brother as my role model.”
“Good.” Lin Fan said proudly. He was clearly enjoying the air of an elder—commanding respect without even needing to raise his voice.
“Big Brother is so awesome!” Qiuzanyu, watching from the stands, said excitedly.
Jinzhen Gu nodded in agreement. “Yeah, the moment he stands there, all those Divine Prodigies are trembling with fear and respect.”
“Hehe, of course they’re scared. Big Brother is an unbeatable existence,” Qiuzanyu added proudly.
The newly recruited disciples of the Tian Di Sect were stunned by the scene before them.
They had never seen Lin Fan before, but they saw the other nine Divine Prodigies every day. Those seniors were proud and dignified, and they always felt nervous just being around them.
Yet now, those same Divine Prodigies stood trembling and bowing respectfully before the figure on the arena stage. The new disciples were shocked beyond belief. If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have believed it.
Yan Qingshui sneered. “Alright, stop pretending. You’re the Divine Prodigy, so technically their senior brother. Since you’re up here now, how about we have a match? I’d like to see how strong you really are. Just don’t end up like a beaten dog, crawling on the ground, begging for mercy.”
“Damn!” The Tian Di Sect disciples were furious. This woman was too arrogant—she clearly held no respect for their sect.
The Divine Prodigies of the Tian Di Sect were equally enraged. This woman was even more arrogant than the others.
Lin Fan smiled faintly and looked at the woman before shaking his head. “You’re too weak. Send all the Divine Prodigies of Kunlun Sect up here.”
“What?” The Divine Prodigies of Kunlun Sect were stunned, then burst into laughter.
“Has this Tian Di Sect prodigy gone mad?”
“Did he just say she’s too weak? And that we should all attack together? Is he out of his mind?”
“He must not even know how powerful our senior sister is!”
“If we all attack together, he’d be a corpse by now!”
…
“Haha!” Yan Qingshui laughed loudly, her laughter filled with arrogance. “I never thought the Divine Prodigies of the Tian Di Sect would be such big talkers. Today, I’ve seen it all. You arrogant fool, you’ll soon be crushed beneath my feet.”
On the sect leader’s seat.
“Han, your sect’s disciples are quite arrogant today,” the leader of the Kunlun Divine Sect said with a smile.
Han Juntian smiled slightly. “Just a little kindness from our sect’s disciples.”
“Eh?” The Kunlun Sect leader was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, as if he had just heard a joke.
Lin Fan looked at Yan Qingshui, his hands still behind his back, clearly not taking her seriously. “You don’t need to laugh. I gave you a warning out of mercy because you’re a woman. If you don’t believe me, that’s fine too. Just be prepared to face the consequences.”
“What did you say? I couldn’t hear you clearly. Speak louder, please,” Yan Qingshui said mockingly, tilting her ear forward while cupping her hand beside it, pretending not to hear. Her expression shifted slightly. “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Show me your skills, or else when I crush you underfoot, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Lin Fan still stood there calmly, his eyes filled with disdain. He hadn’t expected a woman to be this arrogant—actually daring to step on the heads of the Divine Prodigies of the Tian Di Sect. Truly shameless.
Seeing that this guy was ignoring her completely, Yan Qingshui became furious. “Die!”
Whoosh!
Her figure instantly vanished, as if she had completely disappeared from the arena.
Yet Lin Fan still stood there, unmoving, as if frozen.
“What is Senior Brother Lin doing?” Su Hongchen and others cried out in alarm. Yan Qingshui’s strength had exceeded their expectations.
The Divine Prodigies of the Kunlun Sect smiled. “Senior Sister has mastered that movement technique. Seems like she’s been hiding things from us.”
“This Tian Di Sect prodigy is about to be crushed under her feet.”
At that moment, Yan Qingshui reappeared. “Kneel down!”
Lin Fan still stood there, shaking his head slightly. In an instant, he raised one hand.
Bang!
A loud explosion rang out.
Everyone watching stood there, stunned, as if turned to stone.
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