48: Ling Shao is the most respected person in the East China Sea.

The flaming spear was thrown.

Han Junxian had already stepped out a hundred meters, yet he was pierced through the body by the spear.

Strangely, no injury appeared on his chest, but for Han Junxian to take another step was as difficult as reaching the heavens.

Yue Tiankuo stood up in shock.

This was absolutely a Grandmaster, without a doubt.

"So strong! I'm starting to suspect that if my junior brother met you, he might suffer quite a bit." Han Junxian turned his back to the crowd, simply straightened his clothes, and smiled bitterly.

This was his final stubbornness before death.

"Don't worry, I'll send your junior brother down to see you soon."

Hearing Ling Xian's words, Han Junxian laughed loudly.

Then, with a splash, he fell into the lake.

By the time the security personnel fished him out, he had already breathed his last.

A generation's overseas powerhouse died at the hands of Ling Xian.

[Ding! Killed the Child of Destiny's senior brother, the Underworld King's senior brother Han Junxian, villain points +8000!]

"Is there anyone else coming up now?" Ling Xian stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, speaking indifferently.

Shi Momo looked at the dazzling Ling Xian on the arena and suddenly understood why her Best friend Xia Mo liked this little brother.

"Xia Mo has such good eyes! She spotted this huge potential stock at his lowest point." She thought to herself, unable to suppress her feelings of envy.

But how could she know that Ling Xian and Xia Mo being together was never about so-called 'vision'?

It was the affection built up through days and months of being together.

This affection transcended everything.

Even if separated by two places, they would still miss each other.

Yue Cailan felt incredibly conflicted watching this; a Young Master of the Ling Family whom she used to bully every day had, after three years, transformed into a Young Grandmaster revered by ten thousand people.

The Three Great Families each harbored their own ulterior motives; they knew that from today onwards, their secret cooperative relationship had shattered.

Facing such a genius, they didn't have the ability to make a move against a Young Grandmaster.

Ling Xian's Dragon Capturing Hand had a total of nine forms; he had only displayed two just now, and it had already stunned everyone.

In fact, Ling Xian was already capable of performing three forms.

Combined with trump cards like the Undead Divine Fire, what if he faced a Grandmaster?

Cui He looked on with an anxious expression, his body slumped in the grandmaster's chair; his foolproof plan had been easily dismantled by the Ling Family kid.

"No, it's impossible! I don't believe it!"

Cui He stood up abruptly and pulled a pitch-black handgun from his coat.

"How dare you ruin my plan, I want you dead!"

However, facing the handgun, Ling Xian showed no fear at all, instead continuing to step forward.

As Ling Xian approached, Cui He's whole body trembled, and his teeth chattered.

"Don't come closer, if you come any closer, I'll really shoot!"

"Go ahead and shoot then!" Ling Xian's expression was calm, his footsteps never stopping.

Yue Tiankuo laughed inwardly; why would a Grandmaster fear a handgun?

Ordinary martial artists might be afraid because they wouldn't have time to dodge, but a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist, and even some Fourth-Rank Martial Artists, already possessed the reaction speed to dodge bullets.

Let alone Ling Xian, who was a Grandmaster.

"Ah!"

Cui He knew he had no way out and could only go for one final desperate act.

With a 'bang', everyone looked over.

A handgun—that's a modern weapon. Could he actually dodge a bullet, or could his physical body withstand it?

The big shots who had never encountered top-tier martial artists wondered curiously.

As a result, everyone watched in shock as the bullet reached within an inch of Ling Xian's face.

Ling Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and a wisp of eerie blue flame scorched the bullet.

It was as if all the people and things around him had slowed down.

"Clang!" The bullet fell to the ground and was picked up by Ling Xian.

At this moment, all the East Sea big shots abandoned the little schemes in their hearts.

Even a gun couldn't kill him; this was already a superhuman.

"You really dared to shoot!" Ling Xian teased.

"Don't, please don't, Young Master Ling, I was wrong. My Black Tiger Gang will take you as our master from now on, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Cui He came to an abrupt stop.

Cui He of the Black Tiger Gang, deceased!

No one knew why, but all the East Sea big shots trembled throughout their bodies.

This kind of divine and ghostly method was simply too terrifying.

When Ling Xian's gaze swept across the big shots present, they were all terrified.

Only Yue Tiankuo let out a long sigh, slowly stood up, and cupped his hands: "The East Sea Yue Family shall revere Young Master Ling as our superior!"

Seeing someone take action, Uncle Su didn't grieve over Lin Feng's death either, but quickly cupped his hands: "The East Sea Su Family shall revere Young Master Ling as our superior!"

Although Zhao Huai was a playboy, it didn't mean he was completely ignorant. He didn't have time to report to his father and directly cupped his hands: "The East Sea Zhao Family shall revere Young Master Ling as our superior!"

Seeing the East Sea's Three Great Families acting this way, other first-rate families and big shots followed suit, cupping their hands: "The East Sea shall revere Young Master Ling as our superior!"

From then on, Ling Xian of the Ling Family became the uncrowned king of the East Sea.

That Brother Song, who was lucky enough to come here, saw this scene and finally murmured: "A great man should be like this."

He really wanted to tell his coach friends about what he saw today, but he knew even better that even if he said it, no one would believe him.

"There are always heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people. I must seek advice humbly and can no longer be arrogant."

Three claws for Lin Feng, one spear for Han Junxian.

Yue Tiankuo knew that the East Sea's Three Great Families no longer had the qualifications to compete with the Ling Corporation.

Ling Xian's future would not be limited to this tiny East Sea.

He should be like that nine-heavens divine dragon, ascending to the sky in one go.

Soon, the arena competition ended.

That Brother Song was the first to leave.

He wasn't stupid; he had wanted to hit on the other person's maid.

Regardless of whether the other party held a grudge or not, he would run first.

As for sucking up... Heh, he knew the two were not from the same world.

Although the other big shots dispersed, they still had lingering fears in their hearts.

Shi Momo glanced at Ling Xian and sighed inwardly: "Xia Mo is really lucky, born into a wealthy family and having such a boyfriend when she grows up.

If... I..."

Quickly, Shi Momo interrupted her own thoughts.

"Oh, Shi Momo, what are you thinking?

Xia Mo is prettier than you, has a better family background than you—in what way is she not better than you?

Besides, Ling Xian and you are not from the same world!"

"Miss Shi!" While Shi Momo was fantasizing, Ling Wu stood out and called to her.

"Ah... oh... what's wrong?"

"The Young Master wants you to bring a message to Miss Xia.

The Young Master still loves her!" After Ling Wu finished speaking, he turned and left.

Leaving Shi Momo alone in envy.

On the other side, Yue Cailan looked at Ling Xian, her face blushing.

Yue Tiankuo saw through her thoughts and reminded her: "Why not give it a try? When a girl chases a boy, there's only a layer of gauze between them!"

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?

I'm ignoring you."

Saying that, she moved closer to Ling Xian.

Yue Tiankuo stood in place, smiling mischievously: "Young people nowadays, if you like someone, just chase them, right?

Back then, I went through the same thing."

Sensing Yue Cailan's gaze, Ling Xian looked back at her bashfulness and teased: "Little Demoness, what's going on?

Weren't you going to use me as a punching bag?

Why are you like this now?"

Hearing Ling Xian's sarcasm, Yue Cailan said softly: "You are the East Sea's Young Master Ling! How would I dare?

If my grandpa found out, wouldn't it be over?

Also, how are you so strong? Teach me!"

"Sure, same condition as being a punching bag."

"Bah, pervert!"