"Be good, hurry up and kneel to daddy!" Zhang Fan held his phone in one hand, smiling kindly.

Just like...

A father’s loving care!

Watching this scene, Zhou Jie and the others all stared wide‑eyed.

Fuck! Fuck!

Damn, did you really go to some top‑tier university’s acting program for advanced studies or what?

This damn smile is god‑tier, seriously.

At the same time, a mocking look climbed onto their faces as they stared at Lu Ao and his group.

Heh heh!

Come on then! Want to compete with Zhang Fan on who’s more shameless! Now you know who’s the real shameless one, right?

Compared to Zhang Fan, you guys are still too green.

Right then, Lu Ao and his group were so mad their lungs were about to explode.

FML!

In that moment, their Killing Intent toward Zhang Fan really reached an extreme.

You could say, if this wasn’t inside the base right now, they would absolutely pull out their weapons and just kill Zhang Fan on the spot.

But right now, four Gang Qi bigshots—Jin Changkong, Qiao Musi, Danke William, and Quinn—were watching them like tigers eyeing prey.

What could they do?

"Kid, remember this! See you on the battlefield."

And at that instant, countless people dropped to their knees.

"Daddy!"

At the same time, Zhang Fan raised his hand and waved upward!

"Good work, my sons!"

In a flash, the eyes of Lu Ao and his people all went bloodshot.

"Ding, Killing Intent from Lu Ao +5000!"

"Ding, from..."

The Killing Intent Points notifications instantly flooded the screen.

Meanwhile, Quinn and the other two also had ice‑cold eyes.

"Heh, this brat really doesn’t know his place."

Then the three of them turned around and left.

They originally just came to watch the show, but what happened?

Damn, their mentality got blown up instead.

At the same time, Lu Ao and his group suddenly jumped to their feet, Killing Aura bursting off their bodies, scarlet eyes locked deathly on Zhang Fan.

"I’ll be waiting for you on the battlefield."

With that, Lu Ao and his people turned and walked out.

Stay here for what?

Wait around for everyone else to laugh at them?

"Take care on the way, sons! Daddy loves you!" Zhang Fan waved, smiling especially brightly.

Emmmm, even though it’s only a few million Killing Intent Points.

But the Hate Emotion Value directly rose by two percent.

That’s pretty damn sweet.

"Alright, training, training!" Zhang Fan shouted.

"Yes, boss!"

"Yes, captain!"

Li Yu, Long Zhengyu, Mu Chenfeng and the others replied weakly.

And in that instant, countless eyes around them bulged.

Hold up, these guys are calling Zhang Fan boss, captain?

Shit, didn’t Zhang Fan used to call that other kid boss?

Motherf— so from the start, this bastard Zhang Fan was setting them up?

In a second, Killing Aura once again surged toward Zhang Fan like a tidal wave.

"Kid, you’ve got guts, you’ve got guts!"

"Just you wait!"

They spat out a few harsh lines and stormed off.

Meanwhile, the group that had come out of the Six Times Gravity Room with Mu Chenfeng all had horror flickering in their eyes.

Mu Chenfeng also called Zhang Fan captain?

How is that possible!

They had just witnessed Mu Chenfeng’s training intensity.

You could say that kind of training intensity was absolutely at Dark Force Late Stage level.

And now he’s calling Zhang Fan captain?

What the actual hell is going on?

Honestly, everyone around just couldn’t make sense of it.

Zhang Fan only has SS‑level strength.

Because Zhang Fan’s Emblem is bronze‑colored.

You have to know, the instruments that measured their strength all this time had never made a mistake.

So this absolutely can’t be wrong!

Could it be this bastard Zhang Fan has some backing behind him?

Mu Chenfeng is just his Bodyguard?

Thinking of the four words Ancient Martial Family, countless people’s eyes flickered.

In every country, aside from organizations like the Dragon Group, there are also existences like the Huaxia Ancient Martial Families.

This kind of thing is standard.

Right after, a group of people sneered coldly: "Kid, you gotta understand, the battlefield for Ancient Martial Families is not the same as ours. Our battlefield is separated from your Huaxia Ancient Martial Family battlefield.

Heh, a Dark Force Late Stage Bodyguard can’t protect you!"

"Heh heh, you really think people on our side don’t have any backing?"

"Kid, enjoy being cocky for a few days. Once we leave the base, you’re dead meat!" A bunch of Dark Force Peak guys sneered nonstop.

Then they turned around and left as well.

In four days, everyone has to head to the battlefield.

That’s the iron rule of the base!

And they must stay on the battlefield for five full days before they can come back to the base to rest!

What’s more, Mu Chenfeng’s strength is Dark Force!

The place he’s going is the Dark Energy Battlefield!

And he’s not allowed to go to the SS‑level battlefield.

Unless, Zhang Fan, that bastard, doesn’t know life from death and takes the initiative to go to the Dark Energy Battlefield.

Soon, the huge Five Times Gravity Room was left with only Zhang Fan, Li Yu and their group!

You could say they had the place completely to themselves.

Very soon, Zhang Fan and the others also started training.

Time is strength!

Even if your strength increases just a little, in a life‑and‑death fight that’s the key that decides whether you live or die.

Even Zhang Fan wouldn’t dare slack off.

During this time, quite a few people came to the Five Times Gravity Room with cold smiles on their faces, eyes icy as they looked at Zhang Fan and his group.

After tossing out a few harsh lines, they left in a rage.

This had Long Zhengyu, Gu Yan, and Wu Shanhe all freaking out.

"Captain, it’s fine if you stir up trouble, but we can’t enter the SS‑level battlefield. What if they ambush us then?" Long Zhengyu said.

"Exactly, captain, you can’t just ignore whether we live or die!" Wu Shanhe quickly added!

Higher‑tier fighters aren’t allowed into lower‑tier battlefields.

Once they’re away from Zhang Fan, you could say their lives would be in danger every second!

And now Zhang Fan has pissed off so many people.

The three of them are all total scrubs.

The key point is, among the other countries’ Dark Force‑level fighters, ninety percent are Dark Force Peak.

If they run into those guys, they’d be totally outmatched.

Zhang Fan chuckled. "You’re on your own."

In an instant, the three of them were scared stupid.

"Fuck, captain, we’re your teammates! How can you heartlessly abandon us like this?" Long Zhengyu was about to cry.

"Figure it out yourselves!" Zhang Fan said.

Honestly, Zhang Fan really wanted to say this:

You guys pigs or what?

Are we the only ones from Huaxia?

What, Che Hou and the others are just decorations?

You seriously can’t even think of waving the tiger skin as a banner?

Have Che Hou and the others cover you, just say I sent you there.

You think they wouldn’t protect you?

Damn, with IQ this low, how the hell did I end up with teammates like you.

What, you’re so used to being pampered young masters in your Ancient Martial Families you forgot how to use your brains?

Strategy, my bro!

Anyway, Zhang Fan had already made up his mind: he was definitely going to make these three, especially Gu Yan, grind their IQ a bit.

Otherwise, having pig teammates like this in the future would be a huge pain in the ass.

(Battle report time: we’re currently ranked ninth. The team in tenth is only twenty thousand Support Value behind us, and the eleventh is only thirty thousand behind. They’re coming on pretty strong. If we keep going like this, we’ll absolutely get squeezed out of the top ten. Brothers and sisters, let’s go!!)