Jiang Fan's deeds in Yunmeng Great Swamp were simply too exaggerated, so many people naturally found them hard to believe.
But others' disbelief was one thing.
The moment Jiang Fan rose to his feet, the three Holy Masters and the disciples beneath them all narrowed their eyes, staring fixedly at his figure.
"This boy is Jiang Fan?"
"The Jiang Fan who killed disciples of my Holy Land in Yunmeng Great Swamp?"
"..."
Sensing the hostility coming from the three Holy Lands, Jiang Fan instantly understood.
These old bastards came for me?
After going in such a huge circle, aside from defeating Mystic Heaven Holy Land's newly appointed Holy Son and weakening Mystic Heaven Holy Land's dignity, they also wanted to avenge those dead World Travelers from Yunmeng Great Swamp?
"These old things actually chased me all the way to Mystic Heaven Holy Land!"
Su Wanqing's gaze also fell on Jiang Fan.
A trace of curiosity first flashed through her eyes, then was replaced by a lofty fighting intent.
"Senior Brother Jiang Fan?"
"They say that in Yunmeng Great Swamp, you once fought dozens of Prodigies alone!"
"And among those Prodigies, there were even no lack of Saint Realm experts?"
"Junior Sister has admired you for a long time and has long wanted to learn from you!"
"Today, I really must thank Senior Brother Jiang for giving me this chance!"
She lifted her chin slightly.
"Come fight!"
Everyone's gazes instantly focused on Jiang Fan as though they had taken solid form.
Jiang Fan walked steadily, step by step, toward the field.
When he stood opposite Su Wanqing, he did not immediately take a stance. Instead, he said calmly, "Are you stronger than Song Jue?"
Su Wanqing was stunned, not expecting Jiang Fan to suddenly ask such a question.
But after