Tan Yunbao, his rage uncontained, bellowed, “Trash, you dare insult me! You insulted my father and my clan! You’re courting death; even your title as the Chen Clan’s young master won’t save you, you know that?”
“Insult you? Insult your Tan Clan?”
Chen Fan chuckled coldly, his face full of contempt. “Are you worthy? Is even your Tan Clan worthy?”
"Damn it! You're courting death!" Tan Yunbao seethed.
This situation was a departure from his usual role of humiliating others.
This time, he found himself on the receiving end, insulted in front of a crowd.
“You two, cripple his limbs, bring him to our clan, and have his father come to our Tan Clan to offer apologies and take him back! You've insulted our Tan Clan, so you must pay an unimaginable price!” roared Tan Yunbao fiercely with an ugly expression.
“Yes, Third Young Master!” answered the two attendants beside him and darted toward Chen Fan.
“Brat, thinking you can offend our Third Young Master without consequences? Today, you'll taste my Splitting Tendons Interlocking Bones. We've never crippled a young master before—you're the first. Consider it an honor.”
The two attendants approached Chen Fan with malicious smiles, their necks and limbs twisted to give them an inhuman appearance.
“It’s over. Chen Clan’s Young Master is about to get crippled as soon as he returned. How pitiful.”
“They still want Chen Zhengqing to apologize and bring Chen Fan back from their clan. They’re planning on humiliating the Chen Clan ruthlessly.”
“Now that the Tan and Liu clans are joined by marriage and are jointly targeting the Chen Clan, they won’t have an easy time living here. Even if Chen Fan gets crippled, I’m afraid the Chen Clan will have to tolerate it.”
“I know, right! The Chen Clan is on the verge of being swallowed whole by the Tan and Liu clans. Otherwise, Tan Yunbao wouldn’t have been arrogant enough to bully Chen Clan’s people on the streets.”
The crowd gossiped among themselves at the sight of this scene.
The attendants suddenly struck, their fingers curled into eagle-like hooks capable of easily snapping bones.
“Watch out, Big Brother Chen Fan!”
Chen Qingqing, frightened, blocked in front of Chen Fan, disregarding her own safety. However, an unknown force suddenly pulled her aside.
A gust of wind followed, and the vicious attendants flew back, crashing onto the ground. Twitching, they vomited large mouthfuls of blood, and following a jerk, they died.
“Tan Yunbao, you think you can break my limbs with just these two dogs?” Chen Fan smirked coldly, a pressure enveloping Tan Yunbao.
Tan Yunbao stood in stunned silence.
Being third-level experts, his attendants were far from weak. However, Chen Fan had dealt with both of them with one move.
“Ah, you little bastard, you dare kill my people!” Tan Yunbao shouted aggressively, snapping out of his initial stupor.
“No way, he killed them with one move!”
“Is he really only at the first level of the Qigong realm?”
“I’m not sure, but the fact about his dantian and meridians is undisputed.”
The crowd, as if discovering a new continent, was astonished.
Chen Fan had actually killed two third-level experts easily.
Chen Fan smiled coldly and said, “Not only do I dare to kill your people, I even dare to kill you. Can you believe it?”
Tan Yunbao's expression stiffened at Chen Fan's words, and he asked coldly, “What’s your cultivation level?"
“The third level of the Qigong realm. Is there a problem?” Chen Fan said with a vague smile, revealing the aura of his cultivation.
“It’s really the third level!”
“It’s no wonder he came back this year. It turns out he has advanced to the third level.”
The nearby crowd shared the shock.
“Hmph, no wonder you dare act so arrogantly! So, you are a third-level expert.”
After finding out Chen Fan’s cultivation level, Tan Yunbao felt more confident. His expression turned vicious again. "You dare kill my people with just this bit of strength? Don’t you know I’m at the fourth level?!”
Tan Yunbao activated his cultivation. His aura erupted violently, producing a sweeping gale.
“Fourth level? So what?”
Instead of being afraid, Chen Fan wore a smile.
As he bared his teeth, Tan Yunbao’s appearance sent chills into the hearts of the onlookers. “Today, I will break your limbs and cripple your cultivation, turning you into real trash.”
Tan Yunbao violently struck. With his fourth-level cultivation, he wasn't considered a weakling in a grade-3 city like Xuanyang City; he was enough to be regarded as an expert.
His punch ripped through the air like a cannonball blasting toward Chen Fan, the strong wind raging.
Standing next to him, Chen Qingqing’s complexion paled under the strong wind, a look of despair in her eyes.
With only first-level cultivation, she could feel her legs turn into jelly, unable to muster any strength.
While Chen Fan's third-level cultivation was surprising, he was still no match for a fourth-level Qigong martial artist like Tan Yunbao.
“He’s finished. Chen Fan is completely done for. Yunbao is about to cripple the cultivation he worked so hard to gain.”
“That’s right! So, what if he took out his attendant with one move? He is still no match for a fourth-level cultivator.”
Yet, Chen Fan easily caught Tan Yunbao's fist.
Tan Yunbao was instantly shocked, looking horrified.
“A mere fourth-level ant dares to act brazenly in front of me. Very well, I’ll deal with you today and get rid of evil for the people. I’ll have you do nothing but lie in bed and wait for your death for the rest of your life!” Chen Fan said coldly.
“Damn it, let go of me!”
Tan Yunbao seethed with fury. His arm trembled, releasing primeval qi to shake Chen Fan off. However, Chen Fan exerted a slight force, and Tan Yunbao's qi crumbled like a cookie.
A breaking noise echoed as Chen Fan directly crushed Tan Yunbao's hand, eliciting a heart-wrenching scream from him.
“No one can save you today even if you scream until your throat busts!”
Chen Fan smiled coldly, looking like a vicious devil, sending chills into the crowd's hearts.
A series of bone-fracturing noises rang out as Chen Fan effortlessly crippled all four of Tan Yunbao's limbs.
“How is it? Weren’t you really fond of crippling others’ limbs and cultivation? It must feel good!” Chen Fan laughed like the devil, about to deal the final blow to cripple Tan Yunbao’s cultivation.
An icy voice abruptly interrupted the scene.
Despite the command, Chen Fan didn't halt. His palm descended, unleashing a terrifying force into Tan Yunbao's dantian.
Tan Yunbao's dantian was obliterated, beyond even the restorative powers of Buddha.
Chen Fan finally raised his head. He looked at the frosty purple-dressed lady approaching and smiled. "I'm sorry; you arrived too late."