391: Wasted?

Inside an old house at Tianhe Pass.

Xiao Fan looked at the latest news with a bewildered expression.

Kong Fangxiang had stripped away the black lifeform within his body.

The lifeform called itself Kong Mo and possessed terrifying Physical Body strength.

But Kong Fangxiang himself had completely fallen from grace; he was once hailed as the most Heaven-Defying talent in history, but now… it was hard to describe.

Because there was no Devil Muscular Man to cover the cost of Lawful Utterance, his current Physical Body strength was less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

His Lawful Utterance ability had also drastically declined, to the point where he could be said to have completely withdrawn from the Super God Class stage, becoming just another ordinary person.

“Crippled!?”

Xiao Fan’s uncontrolled roar of anger startled the few people nearby.

Xiao Fan immediately realized his emotional outburst, took a deep breath, sat down, and shook his head, saying, “Lawful Utterance, what a Heaven-Defying talent.”

“Just like that, it’s crippled.”

“It’s truly… regrettable.”

Liu Yuan, who was beside him, frowned and said, “Revered Master, actually, I’ve always felt that this Lawful Utterance of Confucius’s descendant cannot be called true Lawful Utterance in the real sense.”

“The things it can do are too limited.”

“Revered Master, I feel that perhaps this person’s talent was misjudged? There have been so many misjudgments in this generation; Yun Xian was once even misjudged as an ordinary Divine-Grade.”

“So perhaps this descendant of Confucius was originally only Divine-Grade, but was misjudged as Myth-Grade. After all, it is said that the Physical Body strength brought by his Lawful Utterance talent didn’t even reach Divine-Grade standards, only Saint-Grade standards.”

Mid-sentence, Zhou Mi, who was beside him, glared at him, then looked at Xiao Fan again.

Liu Yuan followed Zhou Mi’s gaze and suddenly felt a little flustered.

Because at this moment, Revered Master was staring intently at the TV screen, as if he hadn’t heard him speak at all, gripping the water glass in his hand, which was already covered in dense cracks.

He felt that Revered Master was very angry, an anger that was terrifying.

But suddenly, Xiao Fan let out a long breath, and all the anger throughout his body dissipated. The glass in his hand instantly shattered, and glass shards scattered all over the floor.

Zhou Mi quickly raised her hand and used her ability to collect the glass into the trash can before it even hit the ground.

“It’s nothing,” Xiao Fan shook his head.

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned.

Because no one had asked if something was wrong.

But Xiao Fan suddenly thought, if the authorities can spread rumors that he’s dead everywhere.

Why can’t they spread rumors that Old Kong is crippled everywhere?

A member of my Yuanhuang Squad, crippled just like that?

Is there still justice?

Is there still law!?

How could that be!

Old Kong would definitely not be someone who would willingly fall into depravity!

Thinking this, Xiao Fan’s heart calmed down.

He suddenly stood up and said, “Disciple, don’t you like Xiao Fan?”

“The museum at Tianhe Pass recently finished building a statue of Xiao Fan. Go take a look.”

He didn’t want to watch TV anymore; the news was upsetting.

Currently, many young people are filled with passion and entering the War Zones because of Xiao Fan.

So all Eight War Zones struck while the iron was hot, and to boost morale, they built statues in museums, one-to-one replicas of those in the Imperial Capital’s Hall of Heroes.

Liu Yuan, on the other hand, was somewhat expectant.

What would the statue look like? The pictures circulated online were already very handsome, and he wanted to see it in person.

The group then grandly set off towards the museum.

Soon, they arrived at the museum.

It was packed with people, all there to see Xiao Fan’s statue.

The statue was completed and opened a week ago.

Even after a full week, the popularity had not diminished.

Suddenly.

He raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and saw a muscular man wearing sunglasses and a black mask.

The man was walking into the museum with his head down.

The light within his body was too dazzling.

Even though he tried his best to blend into the crowd, he was still perceived by Xiao Fan’s Kong Wu Realm.

Song Mingguang.

Good heavens.

Xiao Fan suddenly felt a little flustered, but then he thought, he didn’t have much interaction with Song Mingguang in the past, so he probably wouldn’t recognize him.

But what was he doing here?

At this moment, Song Mingguang began chatting with a companion beside him. The companion was also completely covered, and Xiao Fan could roughly confirm that he was Song Mingguang’s teammate, seemingly named Jiang Linyuan, a Myth-Grade with the talent of Sea God.

Unfortunately, the previous battlefields of the Super God Class had nothing to do with the sea. So Jiang Linyuan had never had any outstanding performance, and even seemed unworthy of the title of Myth-Grade.

There was nothing to be done; a talent like Sea God on dry land was like a bird without wings, so no one blamed him.

The two spoke in very faint voices, even using a special secret technique of the Super God Class, so others couldn’t hear them.

But… who said I wasn’t also from the Super God Class?

Jiang Linyuan sighed, “This mission is difficult… there are no Realm restrictions. If we’re not careful, we might get hit by an Emperor-level alien or even a Dominator-level alien, and then it’s over.”

Song Mingguang said indifferently, “You have to trust Tianhe Pass.”

“We just need to be prepared to face the Lintao Squad.”

“Captain, how many people will Tianhe Pass arrange to act with us?” Jiang Linyuan asked again.

“That place is halfway up Tianhe Waterfall. By then… at least ten units.”

“Ten units!? That’s at least 500 people?” Jiang Linyuan was somewhat shocked.

Song Mingguang shook his head and said, “At least 500 people, and that’s 500 people on each side. The lowest Realm must be Great Grandmaster.”

“Emperor-level and Dominator-level should also appear, after all, that’s something of legend.”

Jiang Linyuan shook his head and said, “Yes, that’s the legendary sea god’s heart, rumored to allow water-elemental talent users to become Dominators of the sea.”

“Captain, do you think those Emperor-level and Dominator-level, and even some of our older generation of powerhouses, will also come out to snatch it?”

“Anyone would be tempted by something like that.”

“Who knows…” Song Mingguang sighed, “What is destined to be, will be; what is not, cannot be forced.”

“There are still two days. Get ready.”

“This operation carries a risk to life.”

Suddenly, Song Mingguang felt that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation. He frowned slightly, turned around, and saw that there were many people around, but none of them were special.

With the Super God Class’s encrypted communication, it was impossible for anyone here to hear.

Wait, why did that old man on the side always give him a sense of familiarity?

Song Mingguang suddenly couldn’t help but quicken his pace, jogging out from the bustling crowd.

He wanted to take another look at that old man.

He was too old!

So old that he resembled Xiao Fan lying in blood and fire back then.

This intuition was quite absurd.

But he just couldn’t help but think, at least take a look, confirm it.

Soon, he caught up with Xiao Zhanmo.

Then, under the bewildered gazes of Liu Yuan and his group, he stared directly at Xiao Zhanmo’s face.

Xiao Zhanmo frowned and said, “Is something wrong?”

After seeing the front of his face, Song Mingguang suddenly felt a moment of trance.

Because this was completely not Xiao Fan’s face, but that gaze… somehow had a strange resemblance.

Never mind.

He must have been overthinking it.

“No, nothing, sorry to bother you.” Song Mingguang forced a smile and turned to return to his teammates.

He rubbed the back of his head and shook it.

He thought to himself that even he found this feeling inexplicable.

Beside him, Jiang Linyuan asked curiously, “Captain, do you know that old man?”

Song Mingguang shook his head and said, “I… wish I did.”