Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 153

“If you don’t even think that my Uncle-Master Mu is your worthy opponent, I wonder who would be.” Gao Baisheng said with a cold sneer.

“It had to be at least Ye Nantian or Lei Qianjue. ” Chen Fan said lightly.

“Ye Nantian and Lei Qianjue?” the members of the Ba Ji sect rounded their eyes in disbelief. The other middle age man shouted:

“Do you even know who they are? Lei Qianjue is a renowned master from the Hong Sect, while Ye Nantian was considered the most talented fighter in the last fifty years. He was expected to enter the Immortal State sometime in the future. What makes you think that you are their equal?”

“Everything.” Chen Fan said evenly.

Huo Donglai and the others were taken aback by his answer. Since Huo Donglai had witnessed Chen Fan incredible fall from the sky, he knew that Chen Fan was not bluffing. However, he doubted that Mu Shan and his other sect brothers would be convinced by Chen Fan.

If they didn’t see it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t believe it.

Mu Shan shook his head and lamented: “I had high hopes for you when Donglai told me about you. But after meeting with you, it occurred to me that you are just an arrogant youngster.”

“The further you journey in the world of martial arts, the more fearful you would be toward a Transcendent Master. Yet, you don’t even think Transcendent Masters are a big deal. It was a telltale sign that you lacked the most basic respect and Dao Heart as a martial artist.”

“Uncle-Master Mu, why are we still wasting our time on him?” Gao Baisheng snorted. “If he doesn’t believe us, then we will make him believe.”

As soon as Gao Baisheng finished his words, he started to breathe heavily.

“Chee!”

A little bump appeared near his Adam’s apple and it was sliding up to the bottom of his chin. Veins popped all over his body, letting out blaring noises that sounded like erupting car tires. It was difficult to imagine such sound would come from a human body.

After a few moments, Gao Baisheng stomped the ground and without holding back any of his power, he unleashed the Art of Tremors once again. His feet made another large crater where it landed, and as the ground pushed back at him, Gao Baisheng launched himself at Chen Fan with a punch. He looked like a bolt that suddenly left a crossbow.

“What a powerful punch!”

Many members of the Cang Dragon unit were shocked by the sight.

They wagered that only Tank was able to take the punch with full force.

“Is this the power of a phenomenal success level Internal Force user?” Everyone gasped as they asked themselves the same question.

Some of their sergeants were also Internal Force users, and since they always held back their power when they sparred with soldiers, the latter never fully understood the full extent of their power. However, Gao Baisheng’s attack with full abandon had corrected the soldiers’ arrogance about their Sergeant’s power.

“I wonder how Head Sergeant Chen is going to handle the attack.” Everyone looked to Chen Fan expectantly.

Chen Fan stood lazily, without any sign of getting ready to counter the attack.

“He is dead meat. Even Uncle-Master Mu dared not to take Senior Apprentice-Brother’s attack so lightly.” A smile surfaced on Guo Xiaomang’s face. However, just a second later, the smile froze on her face.

Under everyone’s incredulous stare, Chen Fan took a languorous step forward and slapped the face of his attacker.

Chen Fan’s attack initially looked no more than a father’s slapping at his unruly son; however, half a heartbeat later, the attack changed its tone and weight. In a blink, the casual slap came at its victim with mountainous momentum.