123: I have the most amazing fans

Amidst the cheers of over three thousand people, Xiao Fan turned and exited the stage, his slender figure, surrounded by the fan club, exuding a king-like aura!

Finally, Xiao Fan waved his hand, bidding farewell to his fans, and disappeared into the dimly lit exit passage!

After leaving, he opened his phone and looked at his fan support ranking; the number of people was skyrocketing. His previous popularity rating was only over 300,000, but now it had directly soared to over 3,000,000!

Xiao Fan defeated a Myth-Grade opponent!

And he defeated them twice!

If it weren't for his combat methods not being quite so domineering, he might have even broken into the top five!

The only regret these fans felt was that their main character's combat methods weren't as flashy or cool!

Although elemental bombardment was cool, what about others? Extreme Cold Sword Intent, Blazing Great Saber, Zhuge Tianming's Dao of Destiny, and so on…

This led to fans not knowing how to come up with nicknames for him.

King of Elements?

No matter how well he used elements, it was ultimately just about quantity. The quality was still too low compared to Geniuses of the same Realm, only nine-star, while others were Divine-Grade, Myth-Grade.

Then, King of the Bizarre?

That wasn't cool enough, and people didn't like it much.

Xiao Fan saw these comments, chuckled, and then posted another message.

"In the next battle, I will show everyone what it means to be incredibly cool and awesome!"

"Oh, and a heads-up, my opponent in the next battle is named Zhuge Tianming!"

As soon as these words were out, the whole place exploded, but Xiao Fan had already turned off his phone, dusted off his hands, and went home to suppress the queen.

As soon as he arrived home, Xiao Dingdong, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, was still diligently chopping vegetables, while Lin Xianhuo had just finished bathing and came out wrapped in a pure white bathrobe.

"You're back?" Seeing Xiao Fan, Lin Xianhuo sweetly stuck out her tongue, then ran over for a bear hug. Xiao Fan was not polite and immediately started to grope her.

The commotion was quite loud. Xiao Dingdong continued chopping vegetables with a resentful expression, finally unable to bear it any longer.

She simply put down the knife, washed her hands, and joined the battle.

Four hours later, the family finally had dinner. After eating and drinking their fill, Xiao Fan walked to the balcony to bask in the moonlight.

Leaning on the soft long chair, behind him, a loli maid was giving him a shoulder massage. Xiao Dingdong, due to Ten Thousand Things Birth, was fragrant and soft all over.

In the room, a black-stockinged maid was playing the piano. Xiao Fan was truly surprised; he hadn't expected Lin Xianhuo to play the piano so beautifully, so professionally, and with such deep emotion.

Xiao Fan felt like he was living in heaven!

It was just a bit regrettable that Shao Yan wasn't there.

Finally, Xiao Fan took out his phone, looking at his fan club with anticipation.

His popularity had already reached over seven million, which felt great!

But after clicking in, he was dumbfounded.

His fan club had been bombed!

And it was a double bombing!

[Beast Xiao Fan is worse than pigs and dogs, actually poking Ice Extreme Sword Immortal's nether regions, simply a hooligan!]

[I heard someone wants to challenge our Tianming, and it turns out to be a Saint-Grade, with such low-class methods. Ugh, ugh.]

He snorted coldly, opened the post, and was shocked again.

His fan club's fighting power was so fierce.

"Is Xiao Fan your dad? Why do you like to stir up trouble for Xiao Fan so much?"

"Oh, oh, oh, Xiao Fan fans' quality 666."

"Your homepage has your address, tell your mom to be careful, it's a bit itchy lately."

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm at your doorstep, open the door!"

The replies below instantly stopped.

And this was just the tip of the iceberg; all the fans were engaged in high-intensity verbal sparring, each speaking more harshly than the last, and then suddenly.

"Crack."

"Your fan club has been temporarily closed due to suspected vulgarity."

Xiao Fan was dumbfounded.

I haven't even joined the battle yet, and you've already banned me?

Small matter. He'd make a call to Boss Bai, then spend some money to massively buy internet trolls. Anyway, the amount in his bank card was infinite.

He would directly buy ten million trolls, and if that wasn't enough, he'd buy another ten million. He'd buy all the damn trolls and then turn around and bomb Zhuge Tianming's and Li Qingqiu's fan clubs!

"I may not have many people, but I have a lot of money!" Xiao Fan sneered, a smug look on his face.

Finally, after those two fan clubs were also bombed and shut down, this crazy night finally ended.

Then Xiao Fan inquired a bit more and learned that this was actually a normal phenomenon. During the Demon War God's generation, at its most exaggerated, over fifty fan clubs were shut down in one night, all due to a group of refined and harmonious fans mutually bombing each other.

He had only bombed three fan clubs tonight, which was truly nothing to brag about.

However, Li Qingqiu, who had been shouting about wanting to complain, ultimately didn't. After calming down, she could only sigh, blaming herself for being too careless.

At this moment, it was late at night. Xiao Fan was observing Zhuge Tianming's battle replays. He had already fought two matches, both victories. Unfortunately, from beginning to end, Zhuge Tianming only used elements to win and didn't use his Dao of Destiny.

He was truly quite mysterious.

Looking at others, Kong Fangxiang turned out to be a Devil Muscular Man. His strength was probably even greater than his own in normal circumstances. One punch almost splattered someone's head.

Both battles ended with two solid punches. Wasn't this the descendant of Confucius? Why was he swinging his fists?

This world was truly crazy.

Xiao Fan got goosebumps all over and continued to watch other people's battles.

Song Mingguang, his two battles combined took two seconds. At the beginning of each, a strong light flashed, and the opponent would foam at the mouth and collapse, unable to get up.

He was extremely strong.

And there was another… Divine Dragon Power? A white-haired man. Xiao Fan was a bit surprised to see him. He hadn't heard of this Myth-Grade individual. His ability was quite abnormal! It's just that he looked a bit crazy, perhaps with bipolar disorder?

What surprised Xiao Fan the most was Hei, whose name was just one character. His ability was dark-elemental, with unclear specific characteristics, but it definitely involved devouring.

In the first match, dark elements surged out directly at the start, and the opponent's arm instantly had a layer of skin devoured, then they surrendered.

The second match was very exciting because his opponent was Ying Zheng!

But what was interesting was that both of them ceased fire for a while in the middle.

They seemed to be communicating, but no one knew what they said. It was just that after they finished speaking, Hei seemed somewhat angry, and although his whole body was covered by a black robe, it could still be felt.

Looking at the battle schedule, a quick glance showed that in the third round, the only match Xiao Fan was relatively looking forward to was Song Mingguang versus Xi He, but it was scheduled after his match with Zhuge Tianming!

Up until now, Xiao Fan hadn't seen any Myth-Grade individual go all out, except for Wang Qingtian. This guy was already called the "floor" of Myth-Grade, and no one had any doubts that he was the weakest.

Time flew by. A week later, his fan club had already reached ten million members. In the eyes of his fans, he was a Miracle. Before Xiao Fan appeared, no one believed that a Saint-Grade of the same Realm could defeat a Myth-Grade.

From ancient times until now, a Divine-Grade defeating a Myth-Grade was a legend, and a Saint-Grade defeating a Myth-Grade had never happened.

If it weren't for Wang Qingtian being too weak, and his win against the fake Li Qingqiu being a bit underhanded, almost like a sneak attack.

Otherwise, his fan count would have reached an astonishing level.

Xiao Fan wasn't in a hurry, because he knew it was only a matter of time.

No, it was a matter of after tonight.

He got up, put on his clothes, pants, and shoes, and went out.

On the other side, Zhuge Tianming also glided down from the sky and entered the ready room.

The two ready rooms were incredibly quiet, both men silently waiting for news from the outside!

And outside?

The entire venue was deafening, the roars from the battlefield were so terrifying that one might think it was a thunderstorm.

The entire battlefield had a total of three hundred thousand spectators.

Zhuge Tianming's fans accounted for 290,000!

Xiao Fan had 10,000!

But the roaring cheers from both sides were surprisingly evenly matched!

Because that girl… brought her whole family!

The entire family's talent was Lion's Roar, and there were also three super loudspeakers, over ten meters long, set up!

The girl roared like a lioness from Hedong, "Go, Xiao Fan!!!"

The sound wave, amplified by talent and further boosted by the super loudspeakers, was so terrifying that the space itself began to vibrate slightly!

Visible sound waves surged out, and everyone instantly covered their ears, trembling as they retreated, some even crawling under their chairs.

The area a hundred meters around her was empty, like the Domain of the Grim Reaper.

Everyone else could only sit two people to a chair, their faces full of terror, not daring to approach, otherwise, no matter how much they covered their ears, their eardrums would instantly shatter.

On the opposite side, the 290,000 Zhuge Tianming fans all had ashen faces, because they… couldn't out-shout her!

This was too abnormal, how could such a thing happen!

Not only did she have an innate talent, but she also brought loudspeakers.

And her whole damn family came too.

The father, mother, and daughter, all three had veins bulging on their faces, leaning forward on their chairs, roaring continuously!

As long as they dared to shout "Go, Zhuge Tianming!"

They would in turn open their mouths, controlling the entire venue with absolute sound waves!

This was the greatest humiliation in the history of Zhuge Tianming's fan club.

Two hundred ninety thousand people couldn't out-shout three people!

The commentators in the sky flew higher and higher, their teeth chattering from the sound waves.

"My goodness, how does Xiao Fan's fan club have such a fierce family?"

At this moment, Xiao Fan, still unaware of the impending crisis, walked out of the dim passage at ease, humming a song as he went.

Suddenly!

"Go, Xiao Fan!!!"

A terrifying sound wave roared towards him. His body trembled, and he subconsciously thought someone was trying to assassinate him, retreating dozens of steps frantically until the sound wave subsided before he stopped, then looked at his exaggerated fan with a shocked expression.

The vibrant young girl proudly held her head high and said, "You can defeat a Myth-Grade as a Saint-Grade!"

"I can defeat 290,000 with three people!"

"I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

Xiao Fan was stunned, then laughed loudly, "Of course!"

"You are the most amazing person I've ever seen, but you're still a little bit behind me!"

After saying that, he even made a gesture that Koreans disliked the most.

"Just this tiny bit."