Xian has been cultivating

Chapter 145 Liu Lei wants to attack Lin Fan

Seeing the situation taking a turn for the worse, Liu Xing thought to himself that something was wrong. He knew that if he didn't give it his all at this moment, he would have no chance of winning. So, he took a deep breath, and the true energy in his body surged out like a volcanic eruption. The light around him was so bright that it seemed to burn everything that stood in his way.

However, even though Liu Xing had tried his best, fate did not seem to favor him. Lin Fan's aura became stronger and stronger, and the golden light that originally enveloped him suddenly burst out like a flood, illuminating the entire arena.

In an instant, Lin Fan felt his body lighten, and an unprecedented sense of ease came over him. At the same time, a tremendous force continuously flowed into his limbs and bones, making him feel as if he had the ability to destroy the world.

"Hahahahaha..." Lin Fan couldn't help but burst into laughter. "I came out this time to seek a breakthrough. I never thought that today I could achieve this wish through a battle with you. To show my gratitude, I will use all my strength in this next attack. You better take it well!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xing's eyes widened with anger and he gritted his teeth, saying, "How despicable! Even if you manage to break through by chance, so what? The final winner of today's battle must be me, and only me!" Before he finished speaking, he flew up and pounced on Lin Fan like a ferocious cheetah.

For a moment, the two men roared in unison, their voices shaking the sky. Along with this earth-shaking and soul-stirring roar, the two figures rushed towards each other with the force of thunder. Wherever they passed, the air was torn into visible cracks, and the ground was covered with deep gullies because it could not withstand such tremendous pressure, as if the arena was about to fall apart in the next moment.

As the distance between the two gradually shortened, every step seemed to carry a tremendous force. The people in the audience unconsciously held their breath, their eyes fixed on the fierce duel that was about to unfold on the stage. Their heartbeats seemed to merge with the tense atmosphere, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

When the two sides finally came into close combat and collided violently, there was a deafening bang, followed by smoke and dust rising up and spreading rapidly, covering the entire arena. In an instant, an extraordinarily powerful aura burst out from the point of collision in all directions!

Although the audience in the audience was mentally prepared, the aura was so strong that they were more or less affected. Some people were caught off guard and were so shocked by the aura that they couldn't stand steadily and even fell to the ground.

After a long while, the smoke and dust on the stage slowly dissipated, and people were finally able to see the situation on the ring clearly. They saw that Lin Fan and Liu Xing both maintained the posture when they first launched the attack, standing like two sculptures.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened - Liu Xing's body suddenly swayed, as if he had lost his center of gravity, and then he fell heavily backwards, hitting the hard ring with a "bang".

At this point, this thrilling contest finally came to a conclusion. The final winner was undoubtedly Lin Fan. After winning, Lin Fan did not show any sign of complacency. His expression was as calm as water, and he walked straight towards Zhang Wenyu without saying a word.

Zhang Wenyu was overwhelmed with an indescribable sense of pride when he saw Lin Fan return safely and successfully defeat Liu Xing, a formidable foe. At the same time, he was also quite vindictive, and remembering the servants who had tried to stop him from going up to help Lin Fan, he turned away.

"Oh, my, I'm so sorry! My friend isn't as skilled as Master Liu, who can precisely control the intensity of his blows. If Master Liu had surrendered earlier, he wouldn't have suffered such physical pain. However, please rest assured that all of Master Liu's medical expenses will be covered by our Cultivation Alliance."

The servants in the City Lord's Mansion were extremely angry when they heard Zhang Wenyu's words full of provocation and sarcasm, but they could only endure it. There was no other way, because Zhang Wenyu was still the distinguished guest of the mansion, and they were just servants of lowly status.

In the end, these servants turned around helplessly and left without looking back, choosing to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to Zhang Wenyu's sarcasm.

After Liu Xing was defeated in the fight, he was quickly helped away from the scene by the servants and taken to the side to rest and recuperate.

However, at this moment, Liu Lei's originally calm face had already become gloomy. He clenched his teeth and the veins on his forehead bulged like hideous earthworms. It was obvious that Liu Lei was furious at this moment.

When the other guests attending the banquet saw Liu Lei's appearance, they immediately realized that something was wrong with the current situation. So, everyone became more vigilant and secretly prepared to take action at any time.

Just when Liu Lei was about to lose control of his anger and was about to teach Zhang Wenyu a lesson himself, a middle-aged man of medium build slowly walked up to him.

"Are you going to take action now? Do you think that guy is a nuisance? But if you knew his background, you would probably calm down."

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Liu Lei seemed to have taken a reassurance pill and began to gradually calm down his anger. Then he turned around and looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "What does the messenger mean? Can I still not touch this kid?"

"If you really have the cultivation level of a Spiritual Transformation cultivator, you might still have a chance of fighting against the forces behind him. However, you yourself are well aware of your Incarnation cultivation level, so I advise you not to seek trouble upon yourself."

"I hope the envoy can clarify this."

"This kid is a disciple of Quwu Sect, and he is highly regarded by Quwu Sect. Do you think you can withstand the anger of Quwu Sect for losing a precious disciple?" the man asked sternly.

After hearing this, Liu Lei's face turned pale as paper, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. His lips trembled slightly as he stammered, "I... can't."

As soon as he finished speaking, he became like a deflated ball, his head drooping limply. He looked extremely miserable, with none of his usual smart, capable and arrogant look.

His distraught and helpless appearance really shocked everyone present. You know, Liu Lei has always been known for his cunning and treacherousness. Everyone called him "old fox" behind his back. Who would have thought that they would see him so vulnerable here today? It was really unbelievable.

The subsequent banquet continued as planned, but the atmosphere in the entire venue was as if shrouded in a thick haze, which was so depressing that people could hardly breathe. The scene that should have been filled with laughter and cheers was now dead silent. Occasionally, someone would whisper a few words, but they were very cautious, for fear of accidentally touching on any sensitive topics.

As time went on, more and more guests began to find various excuses to leave early. Some said that there were urgent matters at home and they needed to go back to deal with them; some claimed that they were not feeling well and wanted to rest early. In short, all kinds of reasons emerged one after another, just to escape from this suffocating place as soon as possible.

Finally, when the last guest hurriedly left, the banquet came to an end. In the empty banquet hall, only a mess and a few servants were left to clean up the mess, as if the seemingly lively but actually turbulent party had never happened.