Na'er: You Again? Insulting Chen Fan?

The gentle smile on Na'er's face vanished without a trace.

When her silver eyes turned toward Yu Xiaogang, there was no warmth left in them.

"You just said..."

Her voice was very light, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Chen Fan would explode and die?"

Before her words had even faded.

Buzz—

An indescribably terrifying pressure erupted from her petite body, instantly enveloping Yu Xiaogang!

The expression on Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly froze.

He only felt a shudder originating from the depths of his soul spread through every part of his body.

The Soul Power within him seemed to be firmly pinned down by an invisible mountain. He could not mobilize even the slightest bit of it, much less summon his Martial Soul, Roaring Sky and Earth - Roaring Cannon.

His legs went weak.

Thud!

Yu Xiaogang dropped to his knees uncontrollably, his knees striking the ground with a dull sound.

Humiliation instantly surged into his heart.

He raised his head and stared at the Silver Haired Girl in horror, his mind completely blank.

It was only at that moment that he finally saw Na'er's face clearly.

That peerlessly beautiful face, as though it did not belong to the mortal world.

Those silver eyes that seemed to contain a galaxy.

And the deep, undisguised attachment in her gaze whenever she looked at Chen Fan.

A sealed fragment of memory suddenly exploded in his mind!

It was him!

It was them!

Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale. He finally remembered!

Although Chen Fan was handsome, he had changed considerably over the past two years.

But Na'er's appearance was the kind that no one could ever forget after seeing it once.

Especially the way she addressed Chen Fan and treated him—it was no different from two years ago.

Such an exquisite girl could never stay beside any man other than Chen Fan!

Even if he was unwilling to admit it, a fact that made his scalp tingle clearly appeared before him.

The youth before him, who was about to break through Rank 40 and could casually kill a twenty-thousand-year Soul Beast...

Was the very Chen Fan whom he had considered to possess an "ordinary Martial Soul" and "limited future achievements" two years ago!

The immense shock engulfed him like billions of tons of seawater.

Two years!

Only two years!

A Rank 20 Soul Master had crossed the entire Soul Grandmaster realm and was now about to become a Rank 40 Soul Ancestor?

How... how was that possible?!

Such Cultivation Speed could no longer be described as mere talent!

Even his prized disciple Tang San, who possessed Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls, was only barely about to break through Rank 30!

Compared to the youth before him, Tang San had been left so far behind that even his shadow could not be seen!

Na'er knew that Yu Xiaogang had not been malicious at first. His mouth was simply irritating. Since he had already been taught a lesson, she could not be bothered to make things more difficult for him.

She merely looked coldly at Yu Xiaogang, who was kneeling on the ground, and Spoke a word.

"Scram."

From beginning to end, Chen Fan could not even be bothered to look at Yu Xiaogang again.

To him, this was nothing more than an insignificant interruption.

He turned around, intending to find a secluded place to begin absorbing the Soul Ring.

However.

The moment Na'er withdrew her pressure.

Yu Xiaogang, having regained the ability to move, did something that no one had expected.

He actually leaped up from the ground, stepped forward again, and blocked Chen Fan's path!

This time, the grief and indignation had disappeared from his face, replaced by an expression mixed with fanaticism and absolute confidence.

"Chen Fan! Wait!"

He had completely failed to realize how miserable he had looked when he was forced to kneel by the pressure, nor did he notice the growing impatience in Chen Fan and Na'er's eyes.

"Although your cultivation over the past two years has been astonishing, it is completely unreasonable! You must have taken some kind of shortcut or used some secret technique that overdrafts your potential!"

"In the Long Run, your foundation will become unstable, and there will surely be enormous hidden dangers!"

He looked at Chen Fan as though he were an uncarved piece of flawless jade, his eyes gleaming.

"I can see that you are exceptional material. How about it? Become my disciple!"

"I am willing to use the Martial Soul Theory I have studied throughout my life to correct every deviation in your cultivation path and rebuild your foundation!"

"I guarantee that under my guidance, your future achievements will absolutely reach the realm of a Titled Douluo!"

His voice was impassioned.

His impassioned voice echoed through the Forest.

Yu Xiaogang's face bore the fanaticism of someone who had found a priceless treasure, as though becoming his disciple would be a blessing Chen Fan had cultivated for three lifetimes.

Chen Fan's gaze finally darkened completely.

He had not wanted to bother with this buzzing fly.

But the other party had repeatedly provoked his bottom line.

"Correct me?"

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Chen Fan's lips.

"You?"

"What the hell are you?"

Before his words had even faded, he could not be bothered to say another word. He casually raised his right hand and lightly turned it toward Yu Xiaogang.

There were no earth-shattering Spirit Power Fluctuations, nor were there any dazzling special effects.

A gentle yet utterly irresistible force instantly acted upon Yu Xiaogang.

The fanatical expression on Yu Xiaogang's face instantly froze.

He only felt an overwhelming force strike him. It was as though an invisible giant hand had shoved him fiercely, causing him to stagger backward against his will.

Step! Step! Step!

He retreated seven or eight steps in a row before barely steadying himself, then fell flat onto the ground, his face filled with astonishment.

He had not seen at all how Chen Fan had attacked.

The other party had not even activated a Soul Ring!

This presumptuous invitation to become his disciple completely ignited Na'er's fury.

She had already withdrawn her pressure, yet a glint of undisguised, icy killing intent suddenly flashed through her silver eyes.

She had nearly forgotten who this person was.

But she remembered that two years ago, this very man had said Chen Fan was inferior to his disciple.

And now, he had come to pester Chen Fan again.

"You..."

Na'er parted her red lips. Her voice was gentle, yet the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly plummeted.

"Do you want to die?"

The terrifying Dragon might originating from the depths of her bloodline became even more solid than before, like invisible swords that instantly locked onto Yu Xiaogang's soul!

Yu Xiaogang shuddered violently, and the body he had just managed to raise went limp again.

For the first time, the shadow of death loomed over his heart.

He had no doubt that if he said even one more word, the Silver Haired Girl would tear him to pieces without hesitation!

Fear instantly devoured all his reason and pride.

How could he still dare mention taking a disciple or any theory?

Yu Xiaogang was terrified out of his wits. Using both hands and feet, he scrambled up from the ground, turned around, and fled toward the Outer Area of the Star Dou Great Forest, rolling and crawling in utter disgrace like a homeless dog.

Na'er watched coldly as he disappeared into the depths of the forest before slowly withdrawing her killing intent.

She had wanted to chase after him and completely erase the man who had offended Chen Fan.