Chapter 1570: Chapter 86: Who Do You Think You Are?

"I--"

Edgewood’s face turned bright red at that moment, having been publicly humiliated by a young brat.

Telling me to shut up?

What the hell do you think you are!

But just as he opened his mouth, he felt a murderous intent he’d never experienced before envelop his entire body, making his scalp tingle.

His eyes narrowed, and his body instantly sprang backward.

At that moment, a sound like a giant drumbeat resonated heavily within the tent, as if the heart of an ancient Star Beast had thumped heavily inside its chest.

"Boom."

Everyone seemed to hear this sound like the heartbeat of steel being hammered by iron.

Isaiah, Alva, and Kemmler’s pupils constricted simultaneously and fiercely.

Because in that instant, they saw that beneath the white-haired young man, the hard ground unexpectedly sprung dozens of twisted cracks.

The figure that had been standing quietly suddenly left a straight trail of afterimages!

The next second, a frozen image appeared where Edgewood had previously stood.

Bending knees, leaping, jumping.

Three moves formed three fleeting afterimages in the air.

The right leg, like steel casting, roared out like a cannon.

Crack!

Edgewood, who had just crossed his arms in front of him, widened his eyes in rage.

The whole speed instantly tripled, crashing through the tent wall ten meters away.

Boom!

The crowd outside the tent heard a loud bang, and the side of the Star tent suddenly flew out a massive black shadow, crashing into the giant rock nearby.

With a ’boom,’ the rock instantly erupted in a cloud of flying dust.

Everyone’s heart skipped a beat.

And before people could see what scene lay within the rising smoke, they heard a heavy sound of metal colliding inside the tent.

Boom!

A wave of air spread out from inside the tent again.

Exclamations erupted uncontrollably from the crowd.

Mu Fan, who had just landed from mid-air, stood frozen in the distance, a black vine stick on his shoulder unaware when it appeared.

The vine stick directly shattered the Combat Uniform on his shoulder.

The ground beneath Mu Fan’s feet sank heavily.

But the image Kemmler imagined of the shoulder shattering didn’t appear.

He only felt his palm almost unable to keep steady under the intense vibrations of the vine stick.

The black vine stick hit not a human body but a piece of steel!

The shock of this scene made people forget to check on Edgewood, who had flown out of the tent.

But Kemmler, as the top expert of the Black Water Clan, reacted with extreme speed.

With a flick of his wrist, the vine stick turned from a smash to a sweep, drawing fiercely to the side.

He couldn’t believe the head would be equally hard!

This move had become a killing blow!

The danger of this instant surpassed everyone’s expectations.

But the young man kneeling on one knee suddenly swiveled at this moment, raising his arms vertically.

The sweeping Long Stick heavily swung onto his arms, again causing a muffled sound.

Marks over two meters long were plowed on the ground underneath, as Mu Fan moved sideways with his arms blocking.

All sounds froze completely.

Even Kemmler didn’t continue the pursuit.

The scene was too shocking.

"He used his arms and shoulder to block... Kemmler elder’s swing..."

The members of the Black Stone Clan stammered.

That was the black vine stick in Kemmler elder’s hand that could shatter rocks!

Yet the person just shook his arm and... stood up gently!

The astonishing defensive effect brought by the Six Forms of steel even stunned Isaiah and Alva on the spot.

Deep in Mu Fan’s pupils, blood-red.

This really is... his paradise!

A world that believes in the law of the jungle, where the strong are revered...

Mu Fan curled his lips into a cruel arc.

Outside the tent, a short yet strong figure jumped to the ground like a projectile, throwing his hands forward forcefully.

"Brother Mu, catch!"

An afterimage suddenly breaks through the air.

It was a spinning Dark Gold Short Stick.

At this moment, little Enoch didn’t hesitate to throw Mu Fan’s weapon.

Because the scene just now made him so excited that he nearly exploded.

The Red Stone Clan elder was kicked away like a stray dog.

The impact of that scene nearly overwhelmed Enoch’s chest.

He felt as if he might explode with excitement.

Yes, do it like this!

Fiercely smash those Red Stone Clan bastards!

And just as Enoch was thrilled, he saw the Black Water Clan’s vine stick smash into Brother Mu’s body.

Enoch was furious, using a weapon to bully someone unarmed!

So, he wanted to give the weapon back to Brother Mu.

...

Kemmler’s eyes flashed with shadow, his hand swiftly swung the long stick, sweeping fiercely.

He wanted to smash this incoming short stick.

Even if someone said he was shameless, it didn’t matter.

A warrior of the Black Water Clan is like a snake!

However, in that instant, an icy voice with endless brutality resonated within the tent:

"Can you...stop it?"

Mu Fan’s right arm suddenly stretched out, five fingers spread wide, pulling heavily back...

What?

Kemmler’s eyes, initially cold with certainty, suddenly widened in shock.

Because in his view, the rapidly spinning flying short stick suddenly changed trajectory, evading the black vine stick as it was about to strike, drawing a strange arc.

A slight sound appeared behind everyone.

Kemmler leapt forward, seeing the white-haired young man holding the reversed short stick.

Buzz~

The eardrum lightly thumped.

The Dark Gold Short Stick spun into the void within Mu Fan’s palm in an instant, then with a high leap down.

The offensive and defensive positions instantly reversed.

Kemmler retreated, his Long Stick meeting the attack.

Boom!

The dust settled.

Everyone’s mouths had opened enough to fit a fist.

They saw Kemmler half-kneeling on the ground, the land within three meters of his knee point caving in a spider-web pattern.

His brown face, pale as gold.

The black vine stick he raised high...

Felt abnormally bent.

That’s the black vine stick, capable of shattering Star Beast bones and crushing giant rocks!

"Very hard."

Kemmler instinctively looked towards the voice source.

But within that second, a foot smashed through the air towards him.

Boom!

The Fish Skin Armor on Kemmler’s chest shattered instantly, sending him flying out of the tent like a smashed sandbag, landing heavily in the smoke-covered area where Edgewood was.

Mu Fan lowered the hand holding the short stick, turned his head and looked sinisterly at the collapsed tent hole, where dozens of reddened-eyed Mission Guards caught his gaze.

Their murderous intent and ferocity thoroughly ignited.

But, so what?

Mu Fan slowly drew a phantom blue heart from behind him, within countless shocked gazes, pressed it into his chest.

In the rapidly assembling Dark Gold War Armor, a voice cold as ice rang out:

"Let’s discuss the second thing."

"Even I don’t dare to be fierce with her... who do you think you are?"

The Dragon Rider War Armor, elegant and noble, instantly solidified as Mu Fan boldly stepped out, facing eighty men outside the tent.