Terrifying Strength

By the end, only two hundred people remained in the Plum Gathering. Even those Chen Fan had not deliberately looked into were people he had seen after the third round.

However, this person was not any of the experts Chen Fan had been watching.

In fact, Chen Fan had only just learned that this man was called Fish Tiger.

Yet under Chen Fan's divine sense, he detected nothing unusual about him at this moment—not even the slightest sense of danger.

It was precisely because of this that Chen Fan's expression grew increasingly grave.

The man's indifferent, confident words made Chen Fan raise his guard to the utmost.

Ripples flickered through the void. In an eerie manner, the man crossed the distance and appeared less than a hundred zhang before Chen Fan in the blink of an eye. He looked calmly at Chen Fan.

"Your sword strike just now was quite interesting. If I am not mistaken, it should have fused the power of five Dao Domains... Unfortunately, your cultivation and realm are too low. You were only able to unleash such might by relying on your own immense strength..."

Chen Fan's eyelids twitched violently.

That sword strike had not been one of Chen Fan's moves at his limit.

He had merely activated ordinary first-stage Berserk.

Yet with his current strength and realm, that strike of the Primordial Sword had absolutely surpassed the limits of what an ordinary third-stage Longevity cultivator could endure. Any ordinary third-stage Longevity cultivator facing it head-on would surely meet a bitter end.

But after witnessing that sword strike, Fish Tiger still dared say such words. That meant he was either an arrogantly stupid fool or a peerless genius with terrifying strength!

Chen Fan's eyes flickered. "Who exactly are you?!"

Fish Tiger shook his head. "If you