Wild Dogs

"What?"

The leader of the Giant Whale Gang was furious when he saw the leader of the Scorpion Gang appear before him.

"Mu Qing, if you dare to stop me, I will never forgive you."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qing laughed.

"What can I do if I stop you?"

Then he pointed over there.

"Today is the time for the younger generation to compete. We old guys shouldn't be on the field in the first place. You've broken the rules."

Hearing this, the leader of the Giant Whale Gang clenched his fist.

"We can't worry about that now. You don't know who this person is, but I'm just telling you, this is someone none of the gangs around here can afford to offend. If anything happens to him, we're all finished."

Hearing this, Mu Qing raised her head.

"So what? If you're going to fail, it's your failure. What does it have to do with me?"

As he spoke, he laughed smugly.

"As for you, you'd better pray for yourself."

He then relentlessly pursued the leader of the Giant Whale Gang. In Mu Qing's view, as long as he kept the leader of the Giant Whale Gang occupied, he could succeed.

With Yang Fan's strength, he could easily have dealt with the man in black robes.

Sure enough, when he had entangled the leader of the Giant Whale Gang, preventing the gang from helping that person, Yang Fan had already used a talisman to slash downwards, and the huge axe fell from the sky.

"No."

The man in black robes desperately tried to escape into the distance, but he could feel a huge threat behind him. Seeing that he couldn't escape, he turned around and could only desperately defend himself.

A moment later, his blood surged, and the runes around his body gathered in waves. Then he concentrated all his strength to desperately resist the spiritual runes above him, trying to block their attack.

However, he completely underestimated the power of the talisman, which could unleash one-tenth of the power of a magical treasure.

Although at this moment, Yang Fan, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, could not even unleash the full power of the talisman.

Even a greatly diminished talisman could still kill him.

In an instant, before the man could even resist, he was cleaved in two by the talisman.

Immediately, the light on the talisman disappeared, and Yang Fan felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, causing him to fall uncontrollably to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhou Peng hurriedly flew over from the side, then carefully lifted Yang Fan and put him on the ground.

"Is Master alright?"

Zhou Peng asked eagerly, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

It was clear that Zhou Peng had other ideas in mind at that moment.

Yang Fan naturally guessed this, so he chuckled.

"Zhou Peng, don't get any other ideas. If anything happens to me, I can easily kill you using the restraining measures I left on you."

Hearing this, Zhou Peng shook his head repeatedly.

"No, how could I dare betray my master?"

Zhou Peng felt a chill run down his spine. He did have those thoughts in his mind, but looking at Yang Fan's cold eyes, he couldn't do anything and could only obediently bow his head and admit his mistake to Yang Fan.

Seeing this, Yang Fan snorted coldly.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense, go and get the King's Banner from him."

Yang Fan hurriedly said that the attack he had just used with the talisman had exhausted all his spiritual energy, and he had to use the Human King Banner to protect himself as soon as possible.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Peng hurriedly walked over to the corpse of the man in black robes, but he was shocked when he saw the situation clearly.

At this moment, although the man in black robes was split in two, his two halves of body actually tried to come back together.

Seeing this, Zhou Peng immediately drew his sword and slashed at the black-robed man's body several times until all the runes were destroyed, at which point the black-robed man's body stopped fusing.

Seeing this, Zhou Peng breathed a slight sigh of relief, and then he hurriedly picked up the black-robed man's storage bag and the King's Banner from his body and brought them over.

"Master, this is this guy's storage bag, and this is the Human King's Banner."

Yang Fan picked up the Human King Banner and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Very good, now he finally has a chance to protect himself. With Wang Fan around, he is not so worried.

After resting for fifteen minutes, Yang Fan finally recovered.

He then sighed and carefully put the talisman away.

This talisman is far too powerful; I must be more careful when using it in the future.

Yang Fan was still shaken. He had no choice; if the situation hadn't been so urgent, he wouldn't have resorted to that move.

Fortunately, he had enough spiritual energy. Even if he could only unleash one-tenth of the power of the talisman, it would be enough to kill this Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Even so, Yang Fan was still terrified.

This is really good stuff.

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He could only barely unleash one-tenth of the talisman's power now. Once he reached the Core Formation stage, he would be able to unleash the talisman at its full potential, and at that time, even ordinary Core Formation cultivators would be no match for him.

However, this only made Yang Fan more curious about the spiritual treasure, wondering just how powerful it must be.

The talisman only possesses one-tenth of the power of a spiritual treasure, and he can currently only unleash one-tenth of the talisman's power. In other words, killing this black-robed man is only equivalent to one percent of the spiritual treasure's power.

This demonstrates just how powerful the Lingbao is.

It should be noted that, based on the strange patterns on his body, this black-robed man's actual combat strength has reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

In this situation, the talisman used only 10% of its power to easily kill the person.

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh with even more emotion. Spiritual treasures were indeed incredibly powerful. He wished he could get his hands on one himself.

Just as Yang Fan was pondering, Zhou Peng, who was standing next to him, tried to remind him.

"Master, we're still in the competition, shouldn't we hurry back?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan patted his head.

"Yes, we really need to go back right away."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan searched through the black-robed man's storage bag again, carefully collecting all his belongings before heading back.

At this moment, everyone on the other side of the arena looked at each other in bewilderment.

At first, they thought Yang Fan was just a slightly more powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator, but when Yang Fan killed the black-robed man with a single blow using a spirit talisman, these gang leaders immediately became nervous.

Even for them, it was extremely difficult to withstand that attack.

This made them very wary of Yang Fan.

The group shifted their gaze to the leader of the Scorpion Gang, never expecting that the Scorpion Gang could actually invite such a powerful figure to help them.

This left Mu Qing and Mu Wan'er with mixed feelings of worry and joy. They were happy because they had won a great victory and taken first place, which would make hunting spirit beasts much easier in the future.

What worries them is that Yang Fan's strength is simply too great, so great that it makes them somewhat nervous.

Not long after, Yang Fan rushed back to the arena.

He replenished his spiritual energy as he walked.

Although most of the spiritual energy has not yet recovered, there is no visible problem on the surface.

Yang Fan walked to the edge of the arena and cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd.

"Gentlemen, the battle is over. Shouldn't I be considered the winner?"