"Did Liu Xuandao really break through to the Grandmaster Realm?"
"That's amazing. That little guy in the ring is going to suffer this time."
Ma Zhenyong frowned and sneered, "This guy is too pretentious. He even dared to kill Liu Xuandao's grandson. Look at him now."
Hu Bo shook his head and said, "So many martial arts geniuses die in the cradle because they are too arrogant."
Liu Yao gritted her teeth. Just now, Zhuo Bufan had single-handedly controlled the fireball and smashed the pride in her heart into pieces. Now that she saw Liu Xuandao come to her, she could not help but show an imperceptible sneer on her face.
Jin Yuqian, Jin Hui, Elder Hu, Elder Liu, and Elder Ma all had different thoughts. They probably didn't want Zhuo Bufan to be in the limelight. If Liu Xuandao couldn't find the murderer after killing Liu Honglian, he would turn Xuzhou upside down. Now that Zhuo Bufan was here, they wouldn't be involved if Liu Xuandao killed him.
Jin Yuqian put his hands behind his back and shook his head helplessly. "What a pity. He was at least at the seventh level of Covert Power, but he still couldn't escape death when facing a Grandmaster."
"President, don't blame yourself. You already persuaded him, but he didn't listen to you and insisted on killing Liu Honglian," Elder Liu comforted.
Everyone's eyes were on Zhuo Bufan. Qiu Sihai twisted his amber thumb ring and thought to himself, "If Zhuo Bufan can't even beat Liu Xuandao, then he can't be my chess piece. How can he help me kill the Pathogen Of Cadaver Disease?"
Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming had always respected Zhuo Bufan, and they had seen his strength with their own eyes.
He had personally witnessed Liu Xuandao's strength, but Liu Xuandao was an expert who had made a name for himself a long time ago. Rumor had it that Liu Xuandao had reached the ninth stage of internal force ten years ago. Now that ten years had passed, Liu Xuandao had most likely become a neutralizing grandmaster.
No matter how powerful a person was, they couldn't stop a Grandmaster.
Looking at the lifeless Liu Honglian lying in his arms, Liu Xuandao was as furious as a mad lion. He put down Liu Honglian's body and stared at Zhuo Bufan like a sharp sword rushing out of the abyss.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent. If it was an ordinary person, they would have been scared out of their wits by his gaze.
"What's your name? I, Liu Xuandao, don't kill nameless people," Liu Xuandao asked.
"Zhuo Bufan."
Liu Xuandao frowned. In his memory, he had never heard of any martial arts family surnamed Zhuo, nor had there been any Great Masters surnamed Zhuo. After a moment of silence, he said, "Good, very good! Do you know that he is my only grandson? "
"What does that have to do with me? If he dares to find trouble with me, he is courting death. Even if he is your grandson, so what if he is the Crown Prince?" Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
A gust of wind gushed out from Liu Xuandao's body, and the people closest to him could not even stand properly. "How arrogant! Do you know who I am? Liu Xuandao, the one who dominated Jingzhou with his Xuan Sword, how dare you kill my grandson? "
"Forget about your grandson. Even if you came to provoke me, I would still kill you," Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
"You are courting death," Jin Hui shook his head and said.
Hu Bo, Ma Zhenyong, Liu Yao, and the others also frowned. "He is so arrogant even when he is about to die. If it were me, I would have knelt before Liu Xuandao before I could even do anything."
Qiu Jinse frowned and looked at Zhuo Bufan, feeling a little more nervous.
"You are courting death!" Liu Xuandao shouted in anger. His voice was deafening, and everyone in the audience covered their ears.
Was this the power of a Great Master? Great Masters were not to be humiliated.
Liu Xuandao clenched his fists, and with great force, his fists stirred in the air, making a loud noise. If one were to look closely, they would see that there was a thin layer of ice on his fists, forming a tornado around his arms, and he smashed at Zhuo Bufan.
If he was hit, even his bones would be turned into dust.
Jin Yuqian and the other martial artists were dumbfounded. This was the power of a Great Master. Even if the punch landed on an armored car, it would probably make a big dent.
Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly. Was this the power of a Great Master?
He did not dare to underestimate Liu Xuandao's full strength. If he had mastered the Golden Skin, this punch would be nothing. He could just take it head-on.
Bang! Zhuo Bufan threw a punch at the same time. Like a Usain Bolt running on the same spot, there was a sudden explosive sound.
The fists of the two collided, and circles of invisible waves spread out from the center. A few martial artists who were closer were blown away, and their backs hit the seats.
The ring under their feet could not withstand such a huge force, and it collapsed right away, leaving a cloud of smoke.
"That little guy is done for, right?"
"Liu Xuandao's full strength punch did not need any fancy moves, and it was enough to kill a martial artist below the Great Master level."
"What a pity. A genius died just like that."
Only Qiu Jinse's watery eyes stared at the center. When the smoke dissipated, everyone's mouths were wide open. They saw Zhuo Bufan standing still, and Liu Xuandao frowned.
"This guy is insane. He took a punch from a Great Master."
Zhuo Bufan frowned and suddenly shook his head. "You're not a Great Master yet, right?"
Based on his understanding of the energy system in this world, a Great Master was at the Transforming Strength stage, where the True Essence was released from the body. It was equivalent to a cultivator in the Foundation Building stage, but Liu Xuandao was obviously much weaker.
Liu Xuandao gritted his teeth and said, "That's right. It's not easy to become a Great Master. I reached the ninth level of Covert Power ten years ago. Ten years have passed, and I'm only at the peak of Covert Power. I'm not even halfway there."
Hearing Liu Xuandao's words, everyone realized that Liu Xuandao had not become a Great Master yet.
"You're very strong. If you were given a few more years, you might be able to become the youngest grandmaster in the martial arts world. But now, you no longer have that chance. A genius is no longer a genius if he dies." As soon as Liu Xuandao said that, the coarse cloth on his back suddenly exploded, and a shiny long knife rushed out.
Liu Xuandao leaped up and grabbed the hilt of the saber. A chill emanated from the body of the saber, giving off goosebumps.
"A Black Sword?"
"This saber was forged from a piece of darksteel I found in the Siberian tundra. It's three feet and three inches long and weighs one hundred and eight kilograms." Liu Xuandao stroked the body of the saber gently and suddenly raised his head. "It's meant to kill once it's out."
After that, Liu Xuandao's body emitted a bone-piercing chill. It was as if the whole underground area had suddenly turned into winter. Liu Xuandao's arms were covered in mist and turned into ice. The mist quickly spread to the Black Sword and turned into crystal icicles.
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