262: Strong crush, see you again in five years [Seeking follow-up reading]

As the roar subsided, Little Thunder King Lei Qian, like an enraged beast, charged towards Lin Fan with a rumbling sound.

That fierce killing intent made people's hearts tremble.

Facing Lei Qian's attack, Lin Fan remained calm. His hand seals changed, and the Void Realm behind him cracked open. A faint shadow, piercing through time and space, appeared in this world.

"Great Desolate Imprisoning Sky Hand!"

An ancient giant hand abruptly emerged from the sky, carrying rolling fluctuations. With a single palm, it blasted through the air and slammed furiously towards Lei Qian.

Bang!

A dull sound rang out, and Lei Qian's charging figure was directly slammed hard onto the ground.

Rumble!

Immediately, terrifying cracks appeared on the ground, spreading in all directions!

As for Lei Qian, he lay on the ground like a pile of mud, his face pale, blood gushing from his mouth, and his Qi extremely weak!

At the same time, Lin Fan opened his palm, and in its center, a verdant hairpin lay quietly, its faint glow seeming to mock... Watching the sudden turn of events, everyone around involuntarily opened their mouths slightly.

The Yuan Gate disciples, in particular, stared with wide eyes, like drowning people, their faces filled with shock and disbelief!

How is this possible?

That was Little Thunder King Lei Qian!

Not only did Lin Fan snatch the hairpin from him, but he also struck Lei Qian down like a dead dog with a single palm!

This was simply too unbelievable!

A gentle breeze swept across the arena, stirring up a wisp of dust before drifting away, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded people.

What was expected to be a spectacular confrontation, instead concluded with such an astonishing scene!

"Pay up!" Lin Fan playfully twirled the hairpin in his hand, looked towards the Yuan Gate disciples, and chuckled softly.

His voice slowly spread, making the area even more silent.

"Pfft!"

Already extremely weak, Lei Qian was overcome with anger, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

In the distant pavilion, the elegant, cold and beautiful woman's eyes, like a serene lake, also showed a hint of shock at this moment.

Especially for someone like her, who understood Lin Fan's background, the shock was undoubtedly even more profound.

Who could have imagined that a young man from a branch family of a Low-Level Dynasty's clan could reach such a stage today... Ling Qingzhu bit her lip lightly. After a moment, even with her cool demeanor, she couldn't help but sigh softly.

Clearly, her lake-like state of mind had been disturbed by the familiar figure that had reappeared before her eyes.

Such occurrences were truly rare for her, especially when it was due to the same man!

...Pay up!

When Lin Fan's soft chuckle spread through the silent area, everyone's expressions became fascinating.

And when they saw Lei Qian vomit blood and faint from anger, their expressions became even more captivating.

"Playing dead to avoid debt?" Lin Fan sneered, then looked at Jiang Tao, and said indifferently, "You'll pay for Lei Qian, right? No problem?"

Jiang Tao, being stared at by Lin Fan, couldn't help but feel a deep chill in his heart.

Thinking of Lei Qian's fate, Jiang Tao's expression changed for a while. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll pay this money for Senior Brother Lei Qian."

Immediately, Jiang Tao turned to the gray-clothed middle-aged man, who was enveloped by a light barrier on the bluestone, and threw out a cosmos sack, saying, "Here are three million nirvana pills!"

That gray-clothed middle-aged man was the owner selling the hairpin Spirit Treasure, and he had watched the confrontation between Lin Fan and Lei Qian with great interest.

"Not enough. The price of this hairpin is six million nirvana pills."

The gray-clothed middle-aged man reached out, took the cosmos sack, and said with a smile. "Nonsense! When you were negotiating with her just now, it was only three million nirvana pills!" Jiang Tao roared in anger when he heard this.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man lazily glanced at him and said indifferently, "Now it's six million."

"You!"

Jiang Tao's face turned ashen with anger at the gray-clothed middle-aged man, but he ultimately didn't erupt. With a flick of his palm, he threw out another cosmos sack, and a violent force shot fiercely towards the gray-clothed middle-aged man.

Facing Jiang Tao's action, the gray-clothed middle-aged man merely smiled faintly, casually dispelling the violent force and steadily catching the cosmos sack.

"Hmm, thank you," the middle-aged man said with a faint smile after scanning the cosmos sack in his hand.

"Take Senior Brother Lei Qian, let's go!"

Jiang Tao gave Lin Fan and the Dao Sect disciples a deep look, without uttering any harsh words. With a wave of his hand, he instructed the Yuan Gate disciples.

Soon, the group, with grim faces, pushed through the crowd and quickly departed, their retreating figures looking somewhat crestfallen.

"Senior Brother Lin Fan is mighty!"

As the Yuan Gate disciples left dejectedly, cheers immediately erupted among the Dao Sect disciples.

The Dao Sect and Yuan Gate had countless conflicts, big and small, but they rarely gained the upper hand. Lin Fan's crushing victory over Lei Qian made them cheer with satisfaction.

Lin Fan smiled, then turned and tossed the emerald hairpin in his hand to Ying Huanhuan, saying, "Here, a gift for you."

Ying Huanhuan carefully took the hairpin, her cheeks slightly flushed, then looked up and gave Lin Fan a sweet smile. Her well-behaved appearance formed a stark contrast to her usual pampered demeanor.

"What formidable methods... You certainly hid them well," Wang Yan approached, his voice tinged with surprise and a rare excitement.

Lin Fan smiled and shook his head, his heart suddenly stirring. Then he slightly raised his gaze and looked towards the top of the distant pavilion.

Then, the cold and aloof figure in white robes appeared in his line of sight.

Their two gazes, separated by some distance, finally met and intertwined in mid-air.

At that instant, both their bodies noticeably stiffened, and a complex, ineffable emotion welled up in their hearts.

Lin Fan's actions were also noticed by Ying Xiaoxiao and others, who then followed his gaze. When they saw that cold figure, their expressions changed slightly.

"It's Ling Qingzhu of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace. This year's Sect Tournament is indeed led by her..." Wang Yan said softly. As he gazed at that graceful figure, even his somewhat detached state of mind wavered.

"This woman is truly a Prodigy. I don't know how many Geniuses from Super Sects in the Eastern Xuan Region she has made fall head over heels for her Divine Soul..."

Wang Yan clicked his tongue, suddenly feeling that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit off. Then, it seemed that waves of exclamations spread out.

Then, he looked up and saw that the white-robed figure, like snow, suddenly descended from the pavilion.

Then, under the convergence of countless gazes, she slowly floated down and landed in front of Lin Fan.

The cheers of the Dao Sect disciples also abruptly ceased at this moment. They stared in astonishment at this woman, whose reputation was arguably the most resounding among the younger generation of the Eastern Xuan Region.

Amidst those gazes, Ling Qingzhu stood still in front of Lin Fan, her clear, cold eyes quietly fixed on him.

This scene made the atmosphere become strange once again.

And in that peculiar atmosphere, Lin Fan smiled slightly, then extended a hand towards Ling Qingzhu, and a clear voice also leisurely spread at this moment.

"Let's get acquainted. Great Yan Dynasty, Lin Fan."