He remained in the posture of raising his sword, about to bring it down, gazing at the entrance to the secret realm for a long time.
Blink, then blink again.
I don't know how much time passed before my brain finally restarted.
The machine turned its neck, looking at the people fighting.
"Um, just now some weird guy punched himself in there."
His words brought everyone present to a halt, and countless gazes turned to him before turning back to the entrance of the secret realm.
Outside the secret.
The entrance rippled once more.
"Dad! Someone else is coming out!"
Not only Zhou Zhengjiao saw it, but everyone else also saw it almost immediately.
Who is it this time?
The Zhou Family family?
The Church of Justice?
Or is it that Advanced Psychic?
Amidst everyone's anticipation, a person with a face covered in mud appeared.
As soon as Jiang Fan emerged from the entrance of the secret realm, he saw the forces standing on both sides, all staring intently at him.
On one side was the Zhou Family, Zhou Lingxing, a dense, dark mass; it seemed that the entire Zhou Family family was present.
On the other side were the Church of Justice, dressed in uniform black robes, whose numbers seemed to be no less than those of the Zhou Family.
Moreover, the person standing at the forefront of the Church of Justice was no less imposing than Zhou Lingxing.
He knew that Zhou Lingxing was Ninth Rank High Stage Martial Artist, which meant that the old man in black robes was also at the Ninth Rank.
Upon reaching this point in the analysis, even with his excellent mental fortitude, Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel secretly nervous.
Keep in mind that he was currently caught between these two powerful figures, struggling to survive in the cracks, and one wrong step could lead to utter ruin.
"We are from the Zhou Family!" Zhou Zhengjiao shouted.
Zhou Lingxing noticed that the old man in black robes was trying to snatch someone, and immediately stepped forward.
"If you dare to harm anyone Zhou Family the Zhou Family, even if the entire Zhou Family is wiped out, we will fight you to the death!"
Upon hearing Zhou Lingxing's words, the old man in black robes frowned slightly and did not step forward again.
The old man in black robes didn't think Zhou Lingxing was bluffing. Based on his understanding of Zhou Lingxing, although this man lacked talent, his courage was almost unmatched.
no sooner said than done!
If he dares to touch the Zhou Family, Zhou Lingxing will fight him to the death.
The kind that disregards the consequences!
He wasn't afraid of the Zhou Family, but his original purpose this time was to acquire Spirit Weapon.
I was previously informed by the Pope that all actions should focus on killing that Advanced Psychic.
He absolutely could not let the Pope's plans be ruined for the sake of a mere Zhou Family.
While his father and the old man in black robes were locked in a standoff, Zhou Zhengjiao immediately waved to Jiang Fan, who was still standing in the same spot.
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up, come here!"
Impatient with Jiang Fan's slow movements, Zhou Zhengjiao darted forward, grabbed Jiang Fan, and pulled him behind Zhou Lingxing.
"What's the situation inside?"
"A chaotic battle is underway," Jiang Fan replied.
"You mean our Zhou Family is fighting with the Church of Justice? Has that Advanced Psychic shown up? Is he also involved in the fighting?"
As soon as Zhou Zhengjiao said this, everyone's eyes were fixed on Jiang Fan.
"Yes, that Advanced Psychic got into a fight with the people inside."
Jiang Fan could lie without batting an eye, and his performance was so convincing that it left no trace.
Zhou Zhengjiao became anxious upon hearing this. This was the Brother Thigh he had been eagerly awaiting. He had a premonition that his future success would depend entirely on this Brother Thigh.
"I heard from Zhou Chuan that the Advanced Psychic was injured. How is he now? Can he hold on?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Judging from Zhou Zhengjiao's words and expressions, he realized that the other party's tension and worry were genuine, even to the point that his parents, Guoguo, and Tang Duo were worried about him.
What the heck?
Just as Jiang Fan was thinking this, Zhou Lingxing, who was standing in front of him, suddenly turned his head and looked at him.
Thump!
Stay calm!
We must not lose our composure.
He remembered Yan Tianyang telling him that within the secret realm, the Zhou Family would try to seize the Spirit Weapon from him, but once outside the secret realm, according to the agreement, no one from the Zhou Family was allowed to lay a hand on him.
So if it really comes to a last resort, he can simply reveal his identity.
Of course, it's best to avoid exposing yourself if possible.
"All I know is that he was injured by Pseudo Spirit Weapon shot by the Holy Son of the Church of Justice; I know nothing else."
To avoid further questioning, Jiang Fan clutched his chest, coughing up blood twice.
"You're injured? Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Zhou Zhengjiao immediately took out a Body Restoration Pill and handed it to Jiang Fan.
After watching him take it, he gave instructions to the two people beside him.
"Take him back to rest."
"Yes."
Jiang Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief as the two men helped him up.
However, just as he had taken a few steps, he was suddenly stopped by the old man in black robes.
"Stop."
Those two words made Jiang Fan's heart skip a beat again.
Has someone figured out what's going on?
Probably not?
Even Zhou Lingxing, who was closest to him, failed to notice anything amiss. How did that old man in black robes figure it out?
"Have you seen me teaching the Holy Son?"
The old man in black robes' question made Jiang Fan breathe a long sigh of relief.
"I don't think I saw it."
He also found this strange.
Just now at the entrance to the secret realm, I clearly saw those black-robed figures and the Holy Son of the Church of Justice, but I didn't see the Holy Son of the Church of Justice.
It's no wonder Jiang Fan didn't know; not long ago, while Wang Yao and the Holy Son of the Church of Justice were locked in a fierce battle, he took the opportunity to slip away quietly. As a result, he was unaware of the Holy Son's subsequent departure with the talisman.
Let's go.
"That's what the Zhou Family nearby said."
Jiang Fan nodded and turned around again.
But after taking only two steps, the entrance to the secret realm began to ripple again.
Another person emerged, whipped out with a lash.
Just now, the black-robed man who had been fighting Jiang Fan stood blankly at the entrance of the secret realm, after informing everyone of the situation.
Wang Yao rushed over immediately, whipping him away. She then tried to leave, but was stopped by the Church of Justice and the Zhou Family.
The current situation is that no one can easily get out.
"Quick! Give him the Body Restoration Pill!"
The Church of Justice acted swiftly; seeing their companion injured, they immediately stuffed the Body Restoration Pill into his mouth.
Before he could ask a question, he saw Jiang Fan preparing to leave.
"He—he has a problem."
Before he could finish speaking, the old man in black robes grabbed at Jiang Fan with lightning speed.
Suddenly, an irresistible suction force pulled Jiang Fan over.
Ninth Rank High Stage Martial Artist!
Jiang Fan figured it out immediately.
Faced with the black-robed elder who completely overwhelmed his strength, Jiang Fan had no power to fight back.
In the blink of an eye, another powerful suction force pulled his body away.
It was Zhou Lingxing.
With each pull and tug, Jiang Fan felt as if he were about to split apart.
A sudden surge of helplessness, like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others, welled up inside me.
Fortunately, Jiang Fan was closer to Zhou Lingxing, and Zhou Lingxing's speed of action was not much slower than that of the black-robed old man, and he used his full strength as soon as he made a move.
They pulled him directly behind Zhou Lingxing.