Jiangning Meng Clan? Martial Artist Squad Mobilized!

The door of the luxury car opened.

The voice from within was even more arrogant and overbearing.

"JH.88888. That license plate belongs to someone from Jiangning City's Meng Corporation."

"Could that Meng Chen the little girl mentioned just now be the second young master of the Jiangning Meng Clan?"

"The Meng Clan is a major conglomerate here in Jiangning.

"I heard that not only has their wealth grown increasingly formidable over the years, but they've also invested in many martial artists. In both financial power and martial strength, they stand unrivaled in Jiangning!"

"Whose kid is this? He picked a fight with them—his ending probably won't be pretty."

As the onlookers gradually gathered, they let out cries of astonishment upon seeing the license plate.

When they looked at Ye Fan again, their faces held everything from gloating and sympathy to ridicule.

"Hehe, what are you idiots standing around for? Get him!"

The little yellow-haired ringleader who had been sent flying acted like a dog lording it over others with borrowed power.

He immediately sprang to his feet, pointing at his lackeys with a mouth that leaked air as he gave the order.

"Scram!"

Ye Fan gave a low shout, his qi sinking into his dantian as his tongue boomed like spring thunder!

He threw a punch.

"Thud, thud, thud, thud~~~"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah~"

Like punching sandbags, the yellow-haired thugs who charged forward were sent flying back even faster than before.

The sound of bones cracking continuously rang out from many of their bodies.

Of course.

That was only because Ye Fan had not dared to use the entry-level King-grade Martial Art—Overlord King Fist.

Otherwise.

Every punch of his would have been enough to kill, even blast apart, one of those yellow-haired thugs!

Naturally, the yellow-haired leader received another punch from Ye Fan. His body flew away like a kite with its string cut, and whether he lived or died was unknown.

Ye Fan's strength also sparked a wave of shocked cries.

None of them had expected this tall young man before them to be so terrifying.

To ordinary people, his combat power was simply off the charts!

"Ling'er, this... is your brother?"

The round-faced, big-eyed girl hiding behind Ye Ling looked at Ye Fan with a strange light glittering in her eyes and asked.

"Mm... mm? Don't get any wild ideas, you brat! My brother already has a girlfriend!"

Ye Ling nodded at first, her own heart filled with surprise.

She had never expected that after half a year apart, her brother had become so powerful and domineering!

Then she noticed the expression on the cute round-faced girl and pinched the tender flesh at her waist.

You brat, I treat you as my best friend, and you want to become my sister-in-law.

"Brat, how dare you!"

A young man stepped out of the luxury car with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger. The round-eyed man in martial attire beside him suddenly launched an attack.

Liu Liu: Vitality Value—205 (Spirit Stream Realm, Rank Two).

In an instant, a translucent panel appeared before Ye Fan.

It displayed the information of the round-eyed man striding toward him with the gait of a dragon and tiger.

Spirit Stream Realm, Rank Two!

As he walked, his martial artist robe seemed to stir without wind, producing the sound of metal scraping against metal.

A yellow glow seemed to gather in his palm, radiating powerful fluctuations.

With every opening and closing of his hand, it seemed capable of easily splitting steles and shattering rocks, tearing tendons and breaking bones!

"Overlord King Fist—Open Borders!"

With his Younger Sister Ye Ling behind him, Ye Fan knew there was no way he could retreat.

At once.

The vitality throughout his body boiled as he directly unleashed the King-grade Martial Art attached to the Nine-Star Hegemonic Body—Overlord King Fist!

His punch shot out like an ancient emperor marching to war, destroying all enemies in its path!

"Thud!"

A dull boom erupted as fist and palm collided. The surrounding onlookers covered their ears, pain flashing across their faces.

It was like muffled thunder exploding beside their ears!

"Crack!"

Immediately afterward, a crisp sound of bone breaking rang out.

Liu Liu, the Spirit Stream Realm Rank Two martial artist who had just strode forward with the gait of a dragon and tiger, staggered back while clutching his hand.

His face was filled with shock and pain.

His Spirit-grade Low-tier Martial Art had actually been broken by a single punch from that Youth!

But the other party's Vitality Value was clearly on par with his own.

Yet one punch had severely wounded him!

That Physical Body strength was simply terrifying beyond belief!

His palm had struck as though flesh and blood had slapped against iron and steel—immovable, with pain piercing straight into his bones!

"Second Young Master, this one is tough. We must not face him head-on!"

Liu Liu said in a deep voice.

Meng Chen, whose face had been full of arrogance moments ago, was startled as well.

He hurriedly retreated beside the luxury car. Looking at Ye Fan with a hint of savagery, he said, "Brat, you actually dared to hit my man."

"Remember what I, Meng Chen, said. You won't live to see tomorrow's sun!"

Though he was young, the hostility radiating from him was extremely heavy!

Toward Ye Fan, who had ruined Meng Chen's plans, Meng Chen directly issued a death sentence!

After all, in his eyes, compared with the colossal Jiangning Meng Clan.

Ye Fan, who had merely just stepped into the Spirit Stream Realm, was nothing more than an ant.

"Was my Father's accident related to you?"

Ye Fan's gaze was razor-sharp. He ignored Meng Chen's threat entirely and instead questioned him.

"Hmph, so what if it was this young master?"

"No woman this young master has set his eyes on has ever escaped my grasp. You were merely fish caught in the flames."

"Hand over Ye Ling and Jin Lian, then kneel and kowtow. This young master might consider sparing your lives."

Meng Chen showed no fear as he spoke with boundless arrogance.

"Second Young Master, watch out!"

"Thud!"

"Pfft!"

Meng Chen had never expected that even after revealing his identity, Ye Fan would still dare to act so brazenly.

Ye Fan moved like the Overlord descended, fierce and unyielding!

Liu Liu directly stepped in front of Meng Chen.

However, Ye Fan, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, struck him with a punch. His body flew backward as blood sprayed from his mouth!

"Brat, you've got guts! Just you wait!"

That blow frightened Meng Chen so badly that after leaving behind a vicious threat, he fled at once!

"What reckless courage, young man. You've caused a huge disaster!"

"Sigh, the Meng Corporation people really are arrogant, but what can we do even if we can't stand them?"

"Sigh..."

Ye Fan could no longer take in the murmurs around him.

All he knew now was that his Father's injury and the so-called lost treasure were likely both part of a scheme by Meng Chen of the Meng Clan.

He truly deserved to die!

"Brother, how about I go to the Meng family and beg for mercy? You should run..."

Ye Ling walked up, her Beautiful Eyes slightly red as her little hands pushed Ye Fan, trying to make him leave.

The hostility on Ye Fan's face vanished.

In its place was affection and heartache. "Now that I'm back, I'll naturally protect all of you. How could I let you stand in front of me?"

He rubbed Ye Ling's little head.

Then Ye Fan used his Martial Artist Watch to call the Jiangning office of the Star Martial Hall.

"Hello? Oh, Instructor Wu—no, Captain Wu."

"This is Ye Fan. I'm applying to use the Martial Hall's Diamond Tier privileges to mobilize a martial artist squad once!"

Ye Fan said.

No matter what, he had to make them pay their debt of blood with blood for what happened today!

"...All right, Ye Fan. When, and what is the target location?"

Captain Wu Xie on the other end was stunned for a moment.

Yet even through the Martial Artist Watch, he could feel Ye Fan's utterly suppressed fury.

"Now. Target: Meng Corporation!"