The rebel army marched grandly, following closely behind their captain, their faces brimming with pride.
Once they had been outcasts, unworthy even to be noticed by other squads, but now they had transformed completely, becoming proud members of the Rebel Army.
“Let’s go turn in our mission,” said Lin Fan, who had also risen in status. “Our Rebel Army will be the first to complete a mid-tier heavenly mission. Aren’t you proud?”
“Proud!” the members of the Rebel Army shouted in unison.
For them, how could they not be proud? From being unwanted and rejected, they had transformed into members of the first squad to complete a mid-tier heavenly mission.
Just talking about it would bring great honor.
They would defend the Rebel Army with their lives.
For Lin Fan, success had come surprisingly easily. However, the previous requirement of ten thousand contribution points had indeed stumped him. If it hadn’t been for his good fortune in encountering the Hundred Battles Squad, earning that ten thousand points would have been extremely difficult.
To earn a large amount of contribution points, one had to take on missions.
If working alone, one could only take small missions—usually worth only tens or hundreds of points. Accumulating ten thousand points would have taken an indefinite amount of time.
The Guardian Realm was vast, home to millions.
Compared to these millions, the Rebel Army was but a drop in the ocean—insignificantly small.
Yet when these members gathered together, their numbers were immense. Passersby looked on in confusion, wondering what was happening.
To most beings, the origins of the Rebel Army were still unknown, and the events that had transpired remained a mystery.
Before long, Lin Fan and his group arrived at the location for submitting missions.
This place was also located in a plaza.
“Miss, we’re here to submit a mission.”
“May I have the name of your squad?”
“The Rebel Army.” Lin Fan turned his head, looking at his comrades, a slight smile playing on his lips.
“I’m sorry, but the Rebel Army hasn’t accepted any missions,” the girl at the mission desk replied.
“Oh right, Captain, we need to accept the mission first before we can submit it. We need to officially take on that mid-tier heavenly mission,” Zhao Xiaomao reminded him.
“Oh, I see,” Lin Fan said, slightly embarrassed. He had unknowingly embarrassed himself again.
Those nearby, who were also submitting missions, couldn’t help but laugh at the scene.
“What kind of squad is this Rebel Army? They don’t even know the basic rules.”
“Who knows? Probably some random, insignificant group.”
“Talking about mid-tier heavenly missions—how arrogant.”
These words, sharp and mocking, reached the ears of the Rebel Army members.
Sakyamuni was barely able to contain himself, ready to argue back, but Lin Fan quickly pulled him aside.
“Old monk, don’t rush. What a great opportunity to slap them in the face. How can we waste it?” Lin Fan whispered.
Sakyamuni paused, then smiled. “I understand now. Indeed, you are far more skilled than me.”
To Sakyamuni, showing off was more important than anything.
However, what neither Lin Fan nor Sakyamuni expected was that the team members had already lost their patience.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, mocking the Rebel Army? Do you want to die?”
“Brothers, these guys dared to insult us! Let’s show them what we’re made of!”
“That’s right! We’ve even kicked a King’s balls before. Do you really think we’re afraid of you?”
The mocking crowd was momentarily stunned. They hadn’t expected the Rebel Army to be so aggressive. After all, it was just a few jokes—why were these people so fired up?
“Everyone, calm down. We must maintain decorum in public places,” Lin Fan declared.
Hearing their captain’s words, the angry members of the Rebel Army quieted down.
The onlookers nodded approvingly, thinking that at least the captain seemed reasonable—until they heard what he said next, which nearly made them spit out blood.
“If others insult us, it’s simply because they lack vision. We don’t need to argue with them. Just wait and silently slap them in the face, right?”
“Right!” the Rebel Army members shouted in agreement.
“You… you…” the crowd looked at Lin Fan, their faces flushed with anger.
“What ‘you’ are you talking to? Do you think you can mess with the Rebel Army? If you keep talking, I’ll make sure you walk in and get carried out,” Lin Fan said with a casual glance.
Now that he was wealthy and powerful, he had the luxury of being bold.
“Master Lin, please, have some decorum,” Sakyamuni thought to himself. He had initially believed that Lin Fan possessed great cultivation and restraint, but this thought was quickly shattered by Lin Fan’s words.
What decorum? This was just outright worse!
“Hmph, I’d like to see who dares to make my men leave horizontally,” a voice suddenly rang out from the side.
“Captain!” the person Lin Fan had threatened immediately brightened, pointing at Lin Fan. “This is him, a clueless fool who dares to talk about taking on a mid-tier heavenly mission. What an arrogant fool.”
“This is Nie Kuanglong, the captain of the Fierce Dragon Squad.”
“The Rebel Army is in trouble now. Nie Kuanglong is known for his ruthlessness. Anyone who crosses him will regret it.”
The onlookers whispered among themselves.
“It’s me,” Lin Fan didn’t rush to accept the mission. Instead, he smiled with amusement.
“You’re quite bold, kid. This is the Guardian Realm, not a place for random riffraff to act recklessly.”
Bang!
At that moment, a shoe suddenly flew out, striking toward Nie Kuanglong.
“Who did that? Step forward!” Nie Kuanglong caught the shoe, his face filled with rage. He hadn’t expected someone to dare mock him in front of everyone.
“It was us. What are you going to do about it?” In an instant, the Rebel Army members stepped forward bravely.
“Insolent! You dare do it again?” Nie Kuanglong was furious.
“Try us! We’re not scared!”
Swish!
In an instant, the Rebel Army members took off their shoes and hurled them at Nie Kuanglong.
To the Rebel Army, they had always remembered their captain’s teachings.
Now, they were a big family—sharing blessings and burdens together. If it came to a fight, they would all stand together. Who were they afraid of?
Even the Thunder King couldn’t defeat their captain—what was there to fear?
“Fine, fine! The Guardian Realm forbids private duels, but if you don’t use magical power, there’s nothing stopping you. You think you’re strong in numbers? Fine, just wait for me,” Nie Kuanglong said coldly before turning and leaving.
“Captain, looks like we’re about to have a fight. Although the Guardian Realm prohibits private duels, if there’s a conflict between squads, it can be settled with fists—just no magical power. Nie Kuanglong is definitely going to gather people,” Zhao Xiaomao explained.
“Oh, I see,” Lin Fan smiled. He hadn’t expected the Guardian Realm to have such a rule.
It was essentially a no-magic, bare-knuckle brawl—pure martial prowess.
But no rush. First, let’s submit the mission. Then, we’ll have a proper showdown later.
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