Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

Looking at the calm and relaxed Wei Fann, the disciples who were watching the battle started to discuss among themselves in doubt, wondering if he had already recovered his cultivation base!    

"It can't be, right?"    

Hearing the whispers around him, Han Ming had this thought in his heart. After probing for a while, he sneered in his heart, "There is no spiritual energy fluctuation. Nonsense is still trash."    

The two of them walked onto the arena!    

Wei Fann lazily stood not far from Ma Su. He rubbed his eyes and looked at him with sleepy eyes.    

"Have you eaten?" Wei Fann suddenly asked. Everyone was petrified.    

Ma Su was also stunned. He said incoherently, "No... I didn't eat anything."    

"Then are you hungry?" Wei Fann scratched his head and continued to ask.    

"No, why?" Ma Su was confused.    

Wei Fann continued to smile. "I'm not doing anything. How much do you usually eat?"    

"Three bowls... Damn you, are you going to fight or not?" Ma Su anxiously said. Just as he was about to pull out his sword, Wei Fann immediately stretched out his hand to signal him to wait. He continued, "Wait a minute, I will ask seriously this time."    

Ma Su frowned and said coldly, "Alright, ask quickly!"    

Wei Fann's face was serious and said seriously, "What bowl do you use and what rice do you want to eat? Is it delicious?"    

Ma Su stood on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning. Was Wei Fann stupid? He asked this question.    

"Are you done yet? Are you going to fight or not?" Ma Su was no longer anxious.    

"Do you want to eat vegetables?" Wei Fann squinted his eyes and smiled.    

"I..."    

At this moment, Han Ming coldly snorted and woke Ma Su up. He shook his head and said angrily, "I apologize for offending you! The great genius of the past!"    

Ma Su had already probed Wei Fann's realm, but he did not sense his spiritual energy fluctuations. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, and felt that victory was within his grasp. He looked at Wei Fann again, and his eyes narrowed. He saw that there was no longer any time to delay. He let out a cold laugh, and a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.    

As for Ma Su, his arm had already become blurry. He waved out layers of sword Qi that carried the Qi of a Spirit Gathering Stage, crushing towards Wei Fann. He wanted to slice Wei Fann into meat paste.    

"I'll ask you one last question." Wei Fann withdrew his lazy Qi and unleashed a gloomy killing intent. He said, "Are you afraid of death?"    

When Ma Su saw this, he turned pale with fright. Could it be that Wei Fann had recovered?    

In the next moment, before the sword energy could even get close to him, it was shattered by an invisible force.    

"What the... What happened?"    

"Could it be that Wei Fann has recovered?"    

"Impossible. There must be some sort of mystery behind this. Wei Fann's sloppy look is like that of a beggar. How could he possibly recover? Impossible!"    

Everyone was dumbstruck when they saw this, and they didn't dare believe their eyes.    

Wei Fann didn't move, and he only lightly raised a finger. In the next moment, Ma Su felt a mysterious spiritual pressure rush towards him, making him unable to move at all.    

Wei Fann stood where he was with a cold smile on his face and extended his second finger.    

"Thump ~"    

Ma Su felt his legs go soft. His knee hit the ground and he fell to his knees. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

"How is this possible..."    

Ma Su struggled to move his lips. He looked deeply at Wei Fann in disbelief.    

"What's wrong? No food, no strength?" Wei Fann stood where he was and laughed.    

"Wei Fann!"    

In the arena, Ma Su crazily shouted Wei Fann's name. The Second Layer of Profound Emperor Stage spiritual energy burst out without any cost, and then the sword in his hand trembled. In an instant, his body was surrounded by flames, and his sword swept out. The flames rose in the air and formed a fire dragon. It bit towards Wei Fann who was not far away.    

"Why are you so fierce before you eat? I'm scared!" After saying that, Wei Fann raised his third finger. In the next moment... The sound of bones cracking could be heard from Ma Su's entire body, like the sound of firecrackers. It was continuous. The huge fire dragon also turned into a fiery light ten feet in front of Wei Fann. It dispersed.    

"Puff ~"    

Ma Su spat out a mouthful of hot blood. His entire body was a mess of blood and flesh, and his white bones were exposed. It was a shocking sight. He looked at Wei Fann unwillingly. Then, his eyes turned black, and he fainted.    

He could not understand!    

Why was the fallen Wei Fann still so strong!    

It was even a hundred times stronger than a few years ago!    

Wei Fann faintly glanced at Ma Su, then his expression returned to being lazy. He then turned around and walked out of the arena. Everyone present, except for Yuanxu and Bai An, looked at his back in shock. They were stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.    

Dead silence!    

Raising three fingers, he easily crushed Ma Su, who was a Second Layer of Profound Emperor Stage warrior. With such strength, even some elders wouldn't be able to do it.    

This was too shocking!    

Looking at Ma Su who was lying on the ground unconscious, Han Ming's Spiritual Sense's expression turned ugly. All of his bones were shifted. Even if he didn't die, he would still be a cripple.    

While looking at Wei Fann in shock, he was also incomparably furious. If it wasn't for the fact that there was someone here, he would have killed him on the spot to prevent future troubles. It was already troublesome enough to have Lin Chen from Profound Sword Peak, but now there was another Wei Fann.    

Wei Fann swaggered back, as if he didn't know what it meant to restrain his sharp edge. Immediately after, he said loudly, "It seems like I have entered the Dark Dream Restriction, Sect Master?"    

Yuanxu had already known that Wei Fann had recovered his strength, so he didn't show much surprise. After giving him a deep look, he nodded and said, "Like I said, you can enter after defeating one person. Naturally, you will have your quota."    

"What about Lin Chen?" Wei Fann asked.    

Yuanxu sighed and said, "Although Lin Chen has extraordinary talent, he isn't here today. I'm afraid he won't be able to convince everyone with the quota."    

"It's fine. Who doesn't agree? I'll whip him!" Wei Fann rubbed his nose and said.    

"You dare!" Han Ming was extremely angry and said, "If Lin Chen didn't come, then there wouldn't be a quota. Alright, Sect Master, quickly announce it."    

"Hold on, give me a quota to Lin Chen. I used too much strength just now, and now I've overdrawn it. I need to recuperate for a few months, it's too late." Wei Fann rolled his eyes." Ouch! "He collapsed to the ground and pretended to be dead.    

The scene suddenly became quiet. No one paid attention to him lying there. Wei Fann opened one of his eyes and said, "I'm not going. Anyway, you guys are one less. Why don't you call your disciples over and pick another one?" When his voice fell, Wei Fann let out another "Aiyo" sound and closed his eyes to play dead.    

"If Martial Nephew Wei is unwilling, then let this old man's second disciple go. Cold Fire, come here." Han Ming disdainfully swept a glance at Wei Fann, whose acting was touching. After coldly snorting, he turned around and called out to a white-clothed youth.    

Wei Fann immediately jumped up when he saw this. He smiled and said," Ah, I seem to have recovered all of a sudden. Oh right, Elder Han, have you eaten?"    

"Heh! Since that's the case, let's announce the quota. This old man still needs to go back and cultivate." Han Ming ignored Wei Fann and turned to Wei Fann and said indifferently.    

"Damn it! Why hasn't Lin Chen come yet? It's really a waste of my good acting skills." Wei Fann saw that the situation wasn't looking good, and he couldn't help but praise Lin Chen in his heart.