127: Afraid? Then get lost!

Whispers kept coming from all sides.

Lin Fan's expression was calm, as if he hadn't heard them.

But Gan Iron Pillar, who was behind him, curiously looked around and asked naively:

"Lord City Lord, why are these people all looking at us? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No," Lin Fan said indifferently, "They are watching monkeys."

"Watching monkeys?" Gan Iron Pillar scratched his head, "But there are no monkeys here?"

"There are," Lin Fan pointed to himself, "In their eyes, we are just monkeys from the countryside coming to town to watch the fun."

Everyone was stunned at first, then realized what Lin Fan meant, and all showed signs of anger.

The gazes of those people from the Central District indeed carried a kind of condescending scrutiny and... contempt.

As if saying: Look, the bumpkins from the East District have arrived.

"Lord City Lord, they..." Old Blade gritted his teeth and said.

"No need to pay attention to them," Lin Fan waved his hand, "They are just dogs looking down on others."

"Wait until the Prodigy Battle, once we beat them all to the ground, they will naturally know..."

Lin Fan paused, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold arc:

"Who the real monkeys are."

【Ding! Facing the contempt of the Central District Martial Artists, calmly mocking them, prestige value + 3000!】

【Current prestige value: 21570 points!】

The team continued to move forward.

After walking for about another half an hour, a fork in the road appeared on the main road ahead.

In the middle of the fork, someone had actually set up a checkpoint.

More than ten guards wearing uniform silver armor, all with the aura of an Early-stage Martial King, were blocking the middle of the road, checking passersby.

And what was even more eye-catching was a huge stone tablet standing next to the checkpoint, with several lines of striking text carved on it:

"Contestants from the East, West, South, and North Districts, please take this detour."

"Contestants and distinguished guests from the Central District, please take the main road."

Naked discrimination!

Contestants from the four major districts didn't even have the qualification to walk on the main road and had to take a detour!

At this moment, many Martial Artists from the four major districts had gathered in front of the checkpoint, all looking angry but daring not to speak out.

Because those silver-armored guards were actually members of the Central District's "Sacred City Guard," backed by the official forces of the Ten Thousand Races Holy City!

"By what right do you make us take a detour?!" An elderly Peak Martial King from the West District shouted angrily, "The main road is for everyone to use, by what right do you set up a blockade?!"

"By what right?"

The captain of the silver-armored guards sneered and pointed to the stone tablet:

"Just because this is the Central District."

"Just because you bumpkins from the four districts are not worthy of walking on our Central District's main road."

"What, not convinced?"

More than ten guards behind him took a step forward in unison, their Martial King auras erupting!

The old man from the West District turned pale, forced back three steps by the pressure, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The other Martial Artists from the four major districts were also angry but dared not speak.

The gap in strength was too great.

These guards were all Martial Kings, well-trained and coordinated; if they really fought, these people would be no match for them.

"See that?"

The guard captain looked around with contempt:

"This is the rule."

"Trash from the four districts should walk the path that trash belongs on."

"Want to walk the main road? Sure, beat us, or..."

He paused and said mockingly:

"Find some big shot from the Central District to vouch for you."

"But, do you bumpkins know any big shots from the Central District?"

"Hahahaha!"

The dozen guards laughed in unison, full of mockery.

The Martial Artists from the four major districts were all flushed with shame and indignation, but felt helpless.

Just then.

A calm voice came from behind:

"Move aside."

The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

The guard captain's laughter stopped, and he frowned as he looked over.

He saw a team of over three hundred people slowly approaching.

The leader was a young man in black, riding a ferocious Vicious Beast, looking at him with indifferent eyes.

"Who are you?" The guard captain waved his hand impatiently, "Those from the four districts take the detour on the right, don't block the road here!"

"I'll say it one more time."

Lin Fan slowly got down from Qiongqi's back, walked up to the guard captain, and stared directly into his eyes:

"Move aside."

The guard captain felt a shiver in his heart from Lin Fan's gaze, but then became angry from embarrassment:

"Kid, are you deaf? Those from the four districts take the right..."

Slap!!!

Before he could finish his sentence.

A crisp slap echoed throughout the scene!

The guard captain was sent spinning through the air as if hit by a wild elephant, crashing heavily into the stone tablet ten zhang away, causing the tablet to crack in several places!

Half of his face was swollen high, teeth mixed with blood sprayed out, and he lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The whole place was deathly silent.

All the guards and all the Martial Artists from the four major districts stared at Lin Fan in dumbfounded silence.

He... he actually dared to hit someone from the Sacred City Guard?!

And slapped the Mid Martial King captain flying with one palm?!

"You... you dare to take action?!" A guard reacted, shocked and angry, "Do you know who we are?! We are the Sacred City Guard! You dare..."

"Noisy."

Lin Fan didn't even look at him, just waved his hand casually.

Boom!!!

An invisible, immense force erupted, and the Early-stage Martial King guard was hit as if by an invisible giant hammer, flying backward, crashing through the wooden barrier of the checkpoint behind him, and passing out.

"Who else wants to block the road?"

Lin Fan scanned the remaining guards, who were terrified and pale, his tone calm:

"Come at me together."

"I'm in a hurry."

【Ding! Slapping the Sacred City Guard away, clearing the path with dominance, prestige value + 8000!】

【Current prestige value: 29570 points!】

The guards looked at each other, and not a single one dared to step forward.

That slap, that wave of the hand, had already made them realize—the young man in black before them was definitely not someone they could afford to provoke!

"We... we dare not..."

A guard said tremblingly.

"Then get lost."

Lin Fan spat out three words.

The guards, as if granted amnesty, hurriedly helped up their unconscious captain and companions, and scrambled away.

Lin Fan then turned around, looked at the dumbfounded Martial Artists from the four major districts behind him, and said indifferently:

"The road is open."

"Those who want to take the main road, follow me."

"Those who dare not, continue to take the detour."

After speaking, he remounted Qiongqi and led the team straight towards the main road.

The Martial Artists from the four major districts looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and followed.

They had had enough of the discrimination from the Central District people!

Today, someone was standing up for them, how could they shrink back?!

A team that was originally over three hundred people instantly swelled to nearly a thousand, marching majestically towards the Ten Thousand Races Holy City!

And this scene was seen by several Central District spies observing from afar.

"Quick, report to the Lord! That Lin Fan from the East District... has arrived!"

"And, as soon as he arrived, he hit someone from the Sacred City Guard!"

"Now, there's going to be a good show to watch!"

...

【Ding! Establishing prestige upon first entering the Central District, reputation beginning to show, prestige value + 5000!】

【Current prestige value: 34570 points!】