Super War God in the City

As Yong Xinghua bowed his head in submission, Nine Dragons Mountain transformed from bleak to verdant. Everyone on and around the mountain was struck dumb, unable to comprehend.

It was as if they were in a dream. Like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of the butterfly, they couldn't tell if they were dreaming they had become a butterfly, or if a butterfly was dreaming it had become them.

"Slap!"

Someone couldn't help but slap themselves, as if trying to wake up from shock.

"Damn, can anyone tell me what just... what just happened?" the person exclaimed, staring at the evergreen pines changing colors around him, murmuring to himself.

This wasn't just his question, as everyone had expressions like their day had gone to the dogs. Nine Dragons Mountain had withered and then instantaneously revitalized before their eyes, making everyone think they were seeing an illusion.

"Yong Xinghua has lost, and moreover, it seems he has bowed to the young man!" Huo Yingbo muttered, looking towards the direction of Nine Dragons Palace.

They had not seen clearly the event of the Soul Contract being signed just now. They only saw Yong Xinghua vomiting blood halfway, then paying his respects to Ling Fan!

"No one in Xiangjiang can match him now; this person is truly a monster. Even with Yong Xinghua's mighty power, he couldn't subdue him!" Zheng Nan said with a hint of tragedy in his voice.

Li Zhe had been silent from the beginning to the end, witnessing all the miracles created by Ling Fan.

"So this is the true power of a Law Practitioner and a Martial Artist. If I could have half the skills of this man, I would have no regrets in life. But having witnessed such miracles, I haven't lived this life in vain!" Li Zhe thought to himself, longingly.

"Young Master Ling has won!" Tang Caiyan thought silently to herself.

Having witnessed today's events, she realized that the life she had lived so far was nothing; the so-called elite and celebrities she knew were laughable in front of Ling Fan.

The boyfriend she once thought so highly of seemed like trash compared to Ling Fan, utterly weak!

Tang Yinnian and Tang Jianzhong exchanged glances, both seeing shock and horror in each other's eyes, realizing Tang Hongyi had been foolish to offend such a person.

Both realized that Tang Hongyi's death was justified, though it was unfortunate that it indirectly caused their old master to die from rage.

Hidden in the crowd, Tang Anqi felt a trance-like confusion. She simply couldn't understand how such earth-shaking divine power hadn't killed Ling Fan!

"Father, brother, you spirits in heaven help me. No matter who he is or what powers he has, I will do everything possible to avenge you!" Tang Anqi swore silently in her heart.

"Miss, let's go, this place is not safe. As long as we're alive, there's always a chance!" A disguised Ninja whispered beside her.

Tang Anqi took a deep breath. The only place she could go now was the Snow Country!

"Yes, we'll follow the crowd down later; make sure not to be noticed!" Tang Anqi replied, her feelings complex.

On the ruins of a halfway up the mountain, Huangfu Yang stared with murky eyes toward the summit, having breathed his last, unable to understand how Yong Xinghua could have lost, and thus, he died with his eyes wide open.

At the summit, in front of the ruined Nine Dragons Palace.

"Master, what are your plans next!" Yong Xinghua asked respectfully.

Ling Fan looked around and pondered. "As things here are settled, I will stay in Xiangjiang for a day or two, then I should leave!"

"Master, I plan to leave Nine Dragons Mountain and follow by your side!" Yong Xinghua stated resolutely.

"Just call me Young Master Ling. You stay here for now; when I need you, I'll have someone notify you!" Ling Fan said indifferently.

Yong Xinghua hesitated for a moment but didn't insist. Actually, he wanted to follow Ling Fan to broaden his horizons.

Today's experience suddenly made him realize that he had been shortsighted to confine himself to this corner of the world. It was only by following someone like Ling Fan that one could broaden their horizons and even gain greater opportunities!

"This is where we part ways. Bury your friend. In the Martial Arts World, right and wrong, life and death come and go. If he hadn't gotten involved, he wouldn't have ended up like this. This is karma!" Ling Fan said indifferently.

His tone carried a hint of melancholy. Perhaps, one day he would face the same fate, but he was already resigned to it!

However, before that day came, he had to ensure those women could protect themselves. At least, they could live well without him!

Just as Ling Fan was about to take a step and leave, a sudden commotion erupted at the base of the mountain. A convoy approached from afar, sealing off the foot of the mountain completely.

The spectators who were about to leave as well were dumbstruck by the surging crowd of vehicles encircling Nine Dragons Mountain.

"What the fuck, what is this situation?" someone exclaimed in astonishment.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

"Look, holy shit..." someone screamed, pointing at the line of helicopters in the distance.

Zheng Nan and Huo Yingbo looked at each other, their faces filled with shock. This was a big commotion.

"I mean, if Master Yong Xinghua's formidable divine might wasn't enough, can these people manage?" someone couldn't help but mutter.

"You are mistaken. No matter how powerful Yong Xinghua is, he's still just one person..." someone nearby gently shook their head.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking the big spectacle was over, but unexpectedly, the situation had turned around and new complications arose.

Tang Caiyan took a deep breath and silently prayed, "With Young Master Ling's skills, these people shouldn't be able to trouble him, right? At least escaping shouldn't be a problem!"

Tang Yinnian and Tang Jianzhong exchanged glances, their expressions solemn. It seemed the situation was escalating. They were unsure how Ling Fan would handle it, as they had no capability to confront these people themselves.

"They've even alerted the higher-ups; truly, even heaven is helping me. Ling Fan, let's see how you'll face this ordeal," Tang Anqi thought bitterly.

Ling Fan stood at the summit, observing the bustling crowd at the base of the mountain and the figures surging towards the top, his gaze turning cold.

"Master, it must be aimed at you. I'll hold them off. With your skills, if you want to leave, they can't stop you!" Yong Xinghua quickly said.

Ling Fan, with hands behind his back, responded coolly, "Hmph, do they really think I daren't take them on?"

Upon hearing this, Yong Xinghua felt a shiver in his heart and hurriedly advised, "Master, I think we should just leave. If they can't catch you, they'll give up. It's all just for show, really!"

Just then, a middle-aged man stepped out of an off-road vehicle at the foot of the mountain, and the people surrounding him formed a barrier-like circle around him at the center.

"Is he still up there?" the middle-aged man immediately asked his subordinate.

"He should be!" the subordinate quickly responded.

At that moment, about a dozen helicopters arrived near the summit of Nine Dragons Mountain in a grid formation.

"Those below, listen up, you are surrounded. Whoever is Ling Fan, surrender immediately..."

At the side, Yong Xinghua gasped in shock, looking at the composed Ling Fan with great anxiety in his heart.

Ling Fan looked up at the sky and snorted, "People do not offend me, and I do not offend people. Do they really think the name Ling Beiming is just for show?"