Top-tier Unruly Master

At this moment, in a short period of time, the Elder clearly had already grasped some information about Ding Fan. In his eyes, he obviously felt that he had completely mastered the opponent, considering that the opponent's fist technique was just a bit unique, which was clearly not enough to defeat him.

Moreover, at this moment, the Elder's heart clearly wanted even more to kill the opponent. This time, it was not only to complete the task of Vice City Lord Sun Long, but the Elder had also become very interested in Ding Fan's fist technique. After all, that fist technique managed to defeat him, a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, with merely a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivation. This fist technique was obviously extraordinary!

To verify whether the opponent's fist technique was powerful, the Elder continued to attack Ding Fan fiercely with bare hands. Clearly, this time, the Elder's attacks were more fierce and dense. The Elder didn't plan to end the opponent's life with just one move.

The Elder wanted to see just how formidable the opponent's fist technique was. In his heart, he knew that even if the opponent's fist technique was powerful, it certainly couldn't defeat him, since the opponent only had a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivation. This was obviously an impossible feat. As the Elder looked at the opponent's arrogant demeanor, he intended to show him the vast difference between them!

To dare to act so recklessly in front of him with just one fist technique was evidently extremely foolish!

Soon, the Elder's dense and fierce fists were already near Ding Fan, with his movements quite bizarre. Clearly, while performing his fist technique, the Elder hadn't forgotten to change his stance. A glance at the opponent's moves indicated they were not simple, most likely coming from a Heavenly Level Martial Art.

It was known that for a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, possessing a Heavenly Level Martial Art was not surprising. Ding Fan could immediately judge that the opponent's moves were indeed Heavenly Level Martial Arts, otherwise, they wouldn't have such effects.

Ding Fan wasn't wrong in his judgment. The Elder was using a Heavenly Level Martial Art called "Zhengyang Boxing Technique." The Elder knew clearly that his Heavenly Level Martial Art was not something ordinary folks could possess, as he obtained it from a deceased Spirit Severing Late Stage expert. The Elder had always treated it as a treasure and practiced it rigorously.

Typically, the Elder rarely displayed this martial art—one reason being that few people could force him to use it, and another being his fear of attracting unwanted attention, which would be a dangerous situation. Even though the Elder was a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, he wasn't invincible in the Cultivation World.

After all, hadn't even a Spirit Severing Late Stage cultivator been slain? Naturally, caution was paramount.

But at this moment, the Elder clearly didn't need to worry about these things. After all, the opponent's fist technique was extraordinary, making him very curious about whether his Heavenly Level fist technique was stronger or the opponent's. Clearly, the Elder was eager to know the outcome.

Furthermore, since the opponent was only a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator, they posed no threat to him. Besides, there were no people present who could threaten him, so the Elder clearly didn't need to worry about anyone coveting his Heavenly Level Martial Art.

At this moment, the Elder's fist had already clashed with Ding Fan's. Ding Fan immediately realized that the opponent's fist technique was not simple. This did not strike fear in Ding Fan's heart; instead, his spirit surged with battle enthusiasm. Ding Fan wasn't concerned about the opponent's fist technique.

Although the opponent's fist technique wasn't simple, Ding Fan sensed that no martial arts could exert its power against his fist technique. Ding Fan was more concerned about the opponent's True Qi fluctuations, as being a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, the opponent's True Qi was clearly extraordinary.

Ding Fan was momentarily struggling, given his own cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, yet his resilience was remarkably resilient. Even though the opponent's strength was bolstered by their formidable True Qi, Ding Fan remained steadfast under the assault, showing no signs of retreat.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Elder's barrage of punches landed on Ding Fan, and although Ding Fan managed to defend, it was inevitable that his fists would collide with the opponent's attacks. The True Qi fluctuations made Ding Fan momentarily struggle, but Ding Fan seemed to enjoy this feeling, showing no intention of dodging.

Seeing this scene of Ding Fan in action, the Elder was slightly shocked by his resilience. Clearly, it was extraordinarily strong. Yet, the Elder felt even more pleased, knowing that if the opponent continued like this, surely they would end up severely injured, even if made of steel!

At this moment, He Qianyao, witnessing Ding Fan's situation, was quite worried about him. Considering the substantial gap in cultivation between Ding Fan and his opponent, she could clearly see that in terms of martial arts, Ding Fan's technique was superior to the Elder's. But why wasn't Ding Fan dodging?

Could it be he enjoyed being hit!

The answer was clearly negative, but why did Ding Fan, knowing his strength was inferior, choose not to dodge? What exactly was Ding Fan aiming for? As He Qianyao watched Ding Fan being pummeled by punches, she couldn't help but be deeply concerned about him.

Meanwhile, Sun Hua, on the one side, felt tremendously proud watching Ding Fan's situation. Although the Elder was currently in full advantage, Ding Lin was purely on the defensive and seemed to be struggling to maintain his defense. Sun Hua felt extremely pleased, knowing that Elder Zhao, being a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, could easily eliminate a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

"Young Master, look! The opponent is just taking a beating; I figure it won't be long before they can't hold on!"

"Trying to fight us? That's a death wish!"

At this moment, the scar-faced man standing by saw this scene with Ding Fan and couldn't help but feel immensely smug, clearly holding a deep hatred for Ding Lin, wishing nothing more than for the opponent to be slain sooner. Evidently, Ding Lin was merely a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage.

Even if the opponent's strength was more powerful than his, facing Elder Zhao, they were still only able to take a beating. Clearly, seeing this scene, the scar-faced man felt extremely satisfied!

At this moment, the plump innkeeper saw this scene and frowned slightly, obviously indicating that Ding Lin's situation was quite dire. If this continued, clearly Ding Lin could only await death. This was evidently not a sight the plump innkeeper wanted to see, after all, Ding Lin was a prodigy in alchemy, and the City Lord valued this young man greatly.

He had even received news that the City Lord almost directly gave the Champion Reward of this edition of the Great Alchemy Competition to him. Although this decision was ultimately not implemented, it was enough to show how much the City Lord valued him. Therefore, the plump innkeeper was even more unwilling for Ding Lin to die in his inn.

Furthermore, the plump innkeeper also knew that Ding Lin was not only a highly valued alchemist by the City Lord, but he also had a very prestigious jade plate, indicating that Ding Lin's identity was not simple. If he really died in his inn, it would be a very bad thing.

However, at this moment, the plump innkeeper was unable to provide any help, as Elder Zhao was fighting fiercely with the opponent, and his own strength was clearly no match for Elder Zhao. If he rashly went to help Ding Lin, his own safety could be in jeopardy; this consideration could not be ignored. Evidently, at this moment, the plump innkeeper could only be anxious in his heart.

At this moment, Ding Fan continually defended against the opponent's attacks, choosing not to dodge but to directly encounter the opponent's assaults. The opponent's intense True Qi fluctuations clearly made Ding Fan feel quite entertained. Before long, Ding Fan's arms seemed to become slightly swollen. Evidently, facing the attacks of a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, Ding Fan was not having an easy time...

The elder's fists continuously pounded on the opponent's body. Although the opponent was injured, it evidently didn't have much impact. At this moment, the elder showed no sign of being discouraged; instead, he felt quite smug, wanting to see how long the opponent could hold on. Then, the elder subconsciously increased the force in his hands significantly.

Evidently, he wanted to see just how long the opponent, a mere cultivator at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, could withstand his Spirit Severing Stage attacks, surely not for too long. Although the elder felt a trace of shock.

The fact that the opponent, as a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator, could withstand so many of his attacks was already quite impressive. However, Elder Zhao had no interest in talent; his objective was straightforward, and that was to kill the opponent. After all, killing a genius was evidently quite an interesting thing.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, Elder Zhao accelerated his movements abruptly, injecting even more True Qi into his hand. Clearly, his whole aura became much sharper instantly!

Facing such attacks, it's not just a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Early Stage that couldn't withstand them; even a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator might not be Elder Zhao's match. The plump innkeeper watched this intently with clear eyes. Although his own cultivation was at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, he noticed that Elder Zhao was not only extraordinarily powerful in cultivation but also impressive in martial arts.

It was judged that even cultivators with cultivation equal to Elder Zhao wouldn't fare well against his current attack. Not to mention Ding Lin, who was just a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator. The plump innkeeper knew that facing Elder Zhao's attacks, he, at least, wouldn't be able to contend!

It's important to know that his cultivation was not weak, already at the Nascent Soul Late Stage. Not to mention that Ding Lin was only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage. Faced with such a fierce barrage from Elder Zhao, it was evident that there was no match!

Feeling the opponent's increasingly aggressive attacks, Ding Fan couldn't help but feel somewhat tense. This opponent was indeed a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator; obviously, the attack was no joke. But for Ding Fan, this was evidently just the beginning.

Then, Ding Fan directly poured the Arctic Chill of the Frost Toad forcefully into his Divine Vigor, while still colliding fiercely with the elder's hands.

At this moment, the elder clearly felt the opponent's Arctic Chill, his heart momentarily froze, obviously indicating that the opponent's Arctic Chill was no ordinary existence. The elder took a hidden disadvantage unexpectedly, clearly, the opponent's Arctic Chill entered the elder's body, making him feel quite uncomfortable. For a moment, the elder tried various methods to expel that Arctic Chill from his body.

But the effect was evidently not obvious. The elder was quite shocked in his heart, not expecting the opponent's Arctic Chill to be so intense and pure that even with his True Qi, it was temporarily impossible to expel it from his body. Instantly, the offensive in the elder's hands noticeably decreased significantly.

At this moment, Ding Fan felt a slight sense of satisfaction seeing this scene. Meanwhile, the elder's inner feelings were evidently somewhat bitter, as Ding Fan's Arctic Chill caught him off guard. But after all, the elder was a Spirit Severing Stage cultivator, so even though the Arctic Chill was formidable, the elder still maintained a calm expression, even with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth...