Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 152

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Who is he?”

Chen Fan didn’t spare a glance at the tall young man, instead, he shot a glance at Huo Donglai.

His keen observation had picked up the signals between the lines of Huo Donglai and the old man’s conversation. He knew the visitors were from the Ba Ji Sect and they came here to discuss the Martial Arts Conference.

“My name is Gao Baisheng and I am from the Ba Ji Sect.” The tall young man said proudly.

He was well known among the younger generation of martial artists, so Gao Baisheng had expected that Chen Fan would recognize his name. However, he found no trace of recognition in Chen Fan’s stoic expression.

“Head Sergeant, he is my Apprentice-Nephew. Please forgive his impatience.” Huo Donglai smiled in embarrassment.

People who practiced Ba Ji Fist were well known for their short tempers. Huo Donglai’s Great Uncle Master, for example, was even testier than the young man.

“Head Sergeant Chen, I have heard a lot about your power. Since you have already achieved the Transcendent State—so I have heard, I wager that you won’t mind showing a thing or two to us?” Gao Baisheng cupped his fists and asked.

“What do you mean? You think our Head Sergeant is going to be scared of you?” Tank flung back at Gao Baisheng. Tank’s temper would make him a perfect Ba Ji Fist master.

“No kidding! Kiddo, be careful what comes out of your mouth. One more disrespectful word, we will throw you out of here.”

The other Cang Dragon soldiers followed.

“Really?” Gao Baisheng scanned around him as a pompous smile surfaced on his face. “Head Sergeant Chen, is this how disciplined your soldiers are? I am worried about you.”

After he said that, he stomped the ground and unleashed the Art of Tremors of the Ba Ji sect.

The earth shook at the impact and when he lifted his feet from the ground, the pavement was crushed inward forming a large depression.

Gao Baisheng looked around him haughtily. He was convinced that no one in the Cang Dragon unit could pull it off. Huo Donglai’s eyes lit up with joy. “Baisheng, you have achieved phenomenal success?”

The pavement was made out of special cement, and no ordinary martial artist could have damaged it.

“Indeed.” Gao Baisheng nodded.

Sergeant Gu and the other sergeants were taken aback by the revelation. Gao Baisheng had achieved great power at such a young age, it was evident that the Ba sect is going to take off.

“Twenty years ago, the Ba Ji Sect sired a masterful fighter, Huo ZhengTang; will history repeat itself twenty years later?” Deep thought shone in Sergeant Gu’s eyes. Despite his friendship with Huo Donglai, the Gu family and the Ba Ji sets were at odds with each other for many years.

Although the Cang Dragon soldiers were riled up by Gao Baisheng’s rude comments, they couldn’t do anything about it.

Let it be shooting, battle tactics, they were far more skillful than the arrogant Ba Ji disciple. However, when it came down to personal combat, they were no match against the professional martial artists.

“Head Sergeant!”

Tank shouted at Chen Fan indignantly.

“Head Sergeant!”