Contending for Alliance Master

Fan Lang laid out his conditions, then slightly relaxed the spatial confinement on these people, allowing them to speak.

The people of Sky Track City looked at one another and communicated in secret, unable to make a decision for a while.

"What should we do? Should we agree to him?"

"A wise man knows when to yield. Let's agree for now."

"His strength is too terrifying. He can make us unable to move. What else can we do if we refuse to yield?"

"Let's stall him first. I don't want to die here."

After discussing it among themselves, the majority ultimately chose fear of death.

The leader agreed, "Fine, we accept your conditions. We will no longer take in people from Heavenly Water Saint Academy, and we'll go with you to join that alliance of yours."

"That's more like it. If you'd agreed sooner, there wouldn't have been all this trouble." Fan Lang waved his hand, completely lifting the spatial confinement.

The people of Sky Track City felt their bodies lighten as they regained their freedom, though their expressions were all ugly. Just moments ago, they had been drinking and making merry with the people of Heavenly Water Saint Academy, yet in the blink of an eye, Fan Lang alone had suppressed them, leaving them without even the slightest ability to resist.

Fan Lang put away the corpses and belongings of the Heavenly Water Saint Academy remnants, then said, "All right, come with me."

"Your fist is bigger, so you're the stronger one. We'll go with you." said the Mystic Saint man leading Sky Track City's side.

"Don't worry. I travel very fast." Fan Lang smiled faintly, rotating his palm to create a Space Vortex that swept all the people from Sky Track City inside.

It happened too suddenly. These