Super War God in the City

Song Kun inhaled quietly upon hearing this, his expression somewhat unnatural. By this time, Jing Jianming had already retreated, his face also looking rather displeased. Their loss of face was quite significant.

He couldn't understand how the gap had become so vast in such a short time. Song Kun was equally puzzled, and both felt quite choked up inside.

"Hehe, it's surprising that after only a few days, Miss Lei's swordsmanship has improved so much. Truly, one should look at an old friend with new eyes after three days apart!" Wen Gao stepped forward, his eyes showing a hint of solemnity.

However, Lei Yao did not respond to Wen Gao's praise but turned to Ling Fan and boasted, "How was my swordsmanship? I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

Ling Fan smiled and nodded, teasing, "Yao Yao, your talent is exceptional, and your progress is so swift, it's really beyond my expectations. But this Wen Gao, he should have some real skill, shouldn't he?"

Upon hearing Ling Fan's compliment, Lei Yao's cheeks flushed slightly, especially when Ling Fan called her "Yao Yao," making her heart flutter with joy and embarrassment.

Not just her, even the onlookers were stunned.

The disciples of the Qiao Family couldn't believe their eyes. In everyone's memory, which man dared to call Lei Yao by such a name?

And yet Lei Yao wasn't angry, which was truly astonishing! But then, considering that it was Protector Ling who called her that, everyone felt more at ease.

Not to mention Protector Lei, even the head of the family behaved similarly, and even Bei Rushuang seemed to have an ambiguous attitude. It seemed all three beauties of the Qiao Family had fallen for him. Being men themselves, why was the gap so vast?

The young disciples of the Qiao Family felt bitter inside. Comparing people could really kill one's spirit!

Qiao Yuchan had already grown accustomed to this, estimating that if anyone could make Lei Yao act so daughter-like, it would be Ling Fan. She felt somewhat amused.

But Wen Gao and his companions were not privy to these intricacies. That call of "Yao Yao" from Ling Fan had given them the goosebumps, filling them with indescribable envy and resentment.

Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Lei Yao quickly collected herself, her expression turning serious as she looked towards Wen Gao, "I will definitely defeat you!"

Wen Gao calmed his fluctuating emotions, giving Lei Yao a weird glance before saying, "You are not my match!"

"Whether I am or not, we'll only know after fighting!" Lei Yao retorted sharply.

Without another word, knowing that Wen Gao was different from Jing Jianming, she didn't hold back, rallying all her spirit and making the first move.

Wen Gao thought to himself, "Without showing my Sword Intent, I will defeat you within three moves!"

Indeed, Wen Gao had grasped the Sword Intent, albeit only a faint trace, yet it was not something that the current Lei Yao could cope with!

The two soon clashed, and compared to Jing Jianming, Wen Gao's swordsmanship was sharper and more exquisite.

Ling Fan nodded inwardly, recognizing that this fellow indeed had some genuine talent.

"Yu Chan, how do the other experts on the Star Plucking List compare to you?" Ling Fan asked casually.

Wen Gao, who was dueling with Lei Yao, nearly stumbled, his sword moves momentarily thrown into disarray. Although he quickly regained his composure, his earlier thought of defeating Lei Yao in three moves had vanished.

"Yu Chan? Damn it, has it really come to this? Using her nickname straight away?" Wen Gao felt like vomiting blood, completely unable to accept it, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshed.

"I must tear you to pieces today, or else I won't be able to quell the hatred in my heart!" Wen Gao was on the verge of losing his mind.

Even Song Kun and Jing Jianming beside him had reddened eyes due to jealousy, but lacking the strength, they could only silently seethe with resentment.

"The top three are slightly inferior to me; I don't even deign to participate in the Star Plucking List!" said Qiao Yuchan indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Ling Fan immediately had an idea; it seemed it was as he expected, and he probably fell short in Divine Skills.

However, once he went back to Tai Xuan Ancient Cave and obtained the Exotic Fire, he would bridge this gap, all depending on his own destiny.

In the midst of the conversation, Lei Yao was defeated but had managed to hold out for seven moves.

Although Wen Gao felt disgraced, his eyes were filled with towering jealousy towards Ling Fan, and he immediately pointed his sword at Ling Fan, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Boy, fight with me and let's see if you're worthy to be Yu Chan's fiancé!" Wen Gao said through gritted teeth.

When Qiao Yuchan heard Wen Gao actually call her Yu Chan, her expression changed slightly, showing displeasure.

"Enough, he's my fiancé, what does that have to do with you? It's not your place to meddle in Qiao Yuchan's affairs! Don't think I won't do something to you just because you're from the Wen Family!" Qiao Yuchan's expression suddenly turned cold.

This guy was delusional beyond reason, acting like somebody important, storming into the Qiao Family's gates, making demands and pointing fingers at Ling Fan. If it weren't for the face of the Head of the Wen Family, he would have been thrown out long ago.

Wen Gao's face was cold as water, never feeling as humiliated as he did today; Qiao Yuchan's attitude was very displeasing to him.

In his eyes, whether it was looks or temperament, Ling Fan was far inferior to himself. As for Cultivation, Wen Gao feared no one except the top three on the Star Plucking List.

And this Ling Fan, if he had some significant background, it would be another matter, but his name was entirely unknown in Zhongnan, never even heard of such a person.

He had even heard rumors that this guy came from the Secular World, which was utterly ridiculous; such a louse, what made him worthy of Qiao Yuchan's favor!

Ling Fan inwardly smiled bitterly, since he had taken on the title of someone's fiancé, regardless of reality, he had to show some fiancé-like bearing.

"Yu Chan, let me handle this, otherwise these followers won't be satisfied!" Ling Fan said with a light laugh.

"Damn it, am I just a follower in your eyes?" Wen Gao's forehead veins bulged, his heart burning with rage, his eyes filled with boundless murderous intent towards Ling Fan.

"Boy, I hope you have some real skills, otherwise I'll make you understand what regret is!" Wen Gao said fiercely, pausing between each word.

"Haha, you seem to have a pretty high prejudice against me!" Ling Fan said, feeling somewhat helpless; this hatred was unjustly imposed.

The onlooking ordinary disciples silently harbored expectations; in the fight between Ling Fan and Wen Gao, who would come out on top—would it be Wen Gao in a sorry state, or Ling Fan dejectedly leaving the scene?

At this moment, many ordinary Elders from the family also arrived, even Hou Yueshan showed up; someone daring to challenge Ling Fan could not be ignored!

Those Elders in the hall who had seen Ling Fan instantly kill Yu Xinghai with his Sword Qi were completely confident in him; they were just secretly praying.

They hoped Ling Fan wouldn't act too recklessly when he took action, for Wen Gao was not the same as Yu Xinghai; if by mistake he killed him, the Wen Family would definitely retaliate desperately!

Song Kun and Jing Jianming were unaware of Ling Fan's prowess, but their envy, jealousy, and hatred towards Ling Fan flowed like a river.

They cursed inwardly, "Fuck, just wait and see how Young Master Wen turns you into a dead dog later!"

Just then, a loud voice suddenly rang out, "Young Master Ling, wait! Why use a bull cleaver to kill a chicken? Recently, thanks to Protector Ling's guidance, my Swordsmanship has improved considerably. Let me, Feng Liangbi, meet this fifth on the Star Plucking List!"

No sooner had the voice fell than Feng Liangbi, carrying the Seven-Star Ancient Bronze Sword, flashed forward, quickly arriving in front of everyone!