Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 28 - Taking Action

Zhao Hu’s arrogant statement actually surprised everyone present. After all, they were accustomed to the tree tigers just taking whatever they wanted. Hearing them make an excuse, albeit a feeble one, in their attempt to seize Chen Fan's belongings was a first for them.

“It must be because this trash Chen Fan has some ties with Elder Qin. That’s why the three tigers made such a lousy excuse.”

The crowd speculated among themselves.

“Yours?”

Chen Fan laughed coldly at Zhao Hu’s claim.

“Nonsense. If these items don't belong to me, do they belong to trash like you?” Zhao Hu retorted, his voice filled with disdain.

If it weren’t for Chen Fan's connections with Qin Changkong, he wouldn’t have wasted his time talking to him and directly snatched the items by force instead.

The three brothers were notorious for their bullying within the outer sect. To Zhao Hu, conversing with someone he considered trash was nothing short of a humiliation.

“Your daddy can’t be bothered talking to you. On account of Elder Qin’s face, we’ll take back everything here. Also...”

He looked at Chen Fan, grinning evilly. “You have to take out another 100 primeval stones as compensation, and I won't pursue the matter of a lowly trash like you stealing our storage pouches.”

Chen Fan shook his head and said indifferently, “I don’t have primeval stones.”

“Bullshit!”

Zhao Hu cursed out loud. With a savage smile, he said, “You think your daddy here is stupid? You have been receiving primeval stone for the last three years. That’s 108 pieces in total. Your daddy here is only asking you to compensate with 100 of them, and that's already showing you kindness. You better know what's good for you, Trash.”

“Looks like you’re set on extorting me,” Chen Fan smiled abruptly. Foll𝑜ow current novÊls on nov3lb((in).(com)

“Extorting you?”

Zhao Hu scoffed disdainfully and said, “Stop with the nonsense. Hurry up and hand over the primeval stones. I’ll kill you otherwise!”

Zhao Hu crouched and began packing the Blood-pupiled Black Python leather and the other items. He acted like these items really belonged to him.

The surrounding outer sect disciples' expressions sank, filled with indignation, jealousy, and other negative emotions.

They knew that with Zhao Hu and his gang snatching those items, the trio’s cultivation would greatly improve, allowing them to shine in the Outer Sect Grand Competition and earn rewards from the sect.

This would further increase their strength; eventually, it would be their turn to be oppressed when the three tigers bullied others in the outer sect.

“Put it down!” A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Zhao Hu was taken aback, his hands freezing in their movements. He looked up and saw Chen Fan with a cold expression. Laughing fiercely, he taunted, “Trash, you’re telling me to put them down? Don’t you know that killing you is easier than crushing an ant for me?”

Laughter erupted from the surrounding crowd.

“Zhao Hu is right. If he wants to crush an ant, he still has to get down on the floor and look carefully; it’s really not easy. But this trash is so big. He wouldn’t need to look around at all. It’s indeed much easier than crushing an ant.”

“Don’t say that. Comparing an ant with this trash will make the ant unhappy.”

“...”

Chen Fan didn’t mind the mockery from the people around him. His icy cold gaze met Zhao Hu’s squarely, and he said coldly, “I’ll say this once more. Put it down! Otherwise, I’ll break whichever hand you use to take what’s mine!”

An instant silence fell over the area.

Everyone looked at Chen Fan like they were looking at an idiot, unable to comprehend where he found the audacity to make such a bold statement.

Gloating expressions immediately appeared in their eyes, eagerly anticipating Zhao Hu's explosive reaction.

“Don’t kill him now, Zhao Hu. Senior Brother Liao Fan said he wanted to kill him personally. Senior Brother Liao Fan wouldn’t let you off if you killed him today. Don’t forget that he’s a member of the Heaven’s Alliance.”

Someone in the crowd reminded, laughing.

“Heh, heh, of course, I won’t kill him. Didn’t Liao Fan put up a bounty worth fifty primeval stones? I’ll cripple his limbs and then go claim them from Liao Fan. Make full use of everything he’s worth,” said Zhao Hu as he slowly stood up, emanating a fierce aura.

“Big Brother, taking care of trash like him doesn’t need you to move personally. I’ll do it!” said a black-clothed youth standing behind Zhao Hu, smiling coldly.

He stepped forward, his peak stage fifth level aura erupting, creating a powerful gust of wind that forced the surrounding crowd to retreat in shock.

“So strong! The number three, Wang Hu, is also about to advance to the sixth level. After robbing Chen Fan, the three brothers’ cultivations would all improve greatly.”

“I know, right? With sixth-level Qigong cultivation, they can enter the top 100 of the Outer Sect Grand Competition and obtain many rewards. Cultivation technique, martial skills, elixirs, weapons, and more.”

“If these three guys’ cultivations were to increase a step further, I’m afraid they’ll act even more unruly in the outer sect in the future.”

The number three, Wang Hu, heard the people’s discussion and felt smug inside. The three tigers’ notoriety struck fear into many.

“Trash, you have been acting quite arrogant lately. Not only did you kill Liao Feng, but you also dared to speak out in front of us, the three tigers. You show us no regard. Hehe, I’ll cripple your limbs and have you wailing for mercy under my feet like a dog.”

Wang Hu smiled fiercely and threw a punch at Chen Fan.

This punch only had seventy percent of his strength, so about 5,000 jin heavy. He could already predict how Chen Fan would end up.

Chen Fan stood in place, not moving from his spot, watching as Wang Hu’s fist flew at him. The air shook, sending his clothing fluttering and his long hair dancing wildly.

"This trash is terrified," the onlookers sneered coldly, assuming Chen Fan was moving because he was scared in the face of Wang Hu's threatening punch.

However, when Wang Hu’s iron fist was about to land on Chen Fan, a streak of light shone in his eyes.

Chen Fan moved.

His right hand transformed into a lightning-fast blur and, with a resounding smack, caught Wang Hu's incoming fist.

“Three tigers of the outer sect?”

Chen Fan stared coldly at the astonished Wang Hu and said coldly, “Today, I’ll turn you into the three trashes of the outer sect!”

“You’re looking to die!”

Wang Hu flew into a rage immediately when he heard this. Primeval qi trembled outside his fist, wanting to shatter Chen Fan’s hand, but...

Snap!

“Ow!”

Chen Fan exerted strength in his palm, and his domineering strength broke Wang Hu’s primeval qi, crushing his fist into bits. His whole hand turned into a mush of meat, and his bones shattered.

Smack!

A smack, fast as lightning, struck Wang Hu’s head. His miserable scream stopped abruptly, and he felt like his head had shattered from the smack; he fell. With a loud rumble, the floor shook.

Bam!

Snap!

Chen Fan lifted his left foot and stomped fiercely onto Wang Hu’s spine. Immediately, the sounds of bone breaking rang out, sending shivers down people’s spine.

“Owww...”

The surroundings fell into silence. Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief. Only Wang Hu’s miserable pained cries rang out.