Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

"Eighth Rank, huh? Heh heh, perfect!" Zhu Bufan no longer concealed himself, with a cold laugh, he shot up from the snowy ground.

At that moment, the Fierce Bear's thick and sharp claws were tearing through its prey, bringing the steaming hot flesh to its mouth, savoring the delicacy, and the Fierce Bear let out a series of contented growls.

Zhu Bufan's sudden outburst alarmed the indulging Fierce Bear. It appeared clumsy and dull, but it was incredibly cunning and always on alert; the moment something amiss occurred, it had already set down the food in its hands and placed its four paws on the ground, its dark eyes staring fixedly at Zhu Bufan, who had appeared out of nowhere.

Faced with the Fierce Bear's wary gaze, Zhu Bufan was likewise on full alert. He had clearly witnessed the fierce fight between the Fierce Bear and the ice marten earlier. Despite the nearly three-meter-tall imposing figure of the Fierce Bear looking stiff and its body appearing bulky as if even moving slightly would be a difficulty.

But Zhu Bufan, who had witnessed the previous fight, was not to be fooled. The Fierce Bear possessed speed completely out of sync with its size; it was agile, responsive, and also held strength corresponding to its massive build.

Previously, it was with a rapid palm strike by the Fierce Bear that the ice marten's skull was directly smashed, its strong power crushing the ice marten's head into mush.

"Come here, you big dumb bear!" Although he was solemn inside, Zhu Bufan was never polite on the surface. Standing still, he hooked his finger at the Fierce Bear with a seemingly disdainful look, and then, with excessive audacity, he pinched a big snowball and, under the slightly puzzled gaze of the Fierce Bear, tossed it at the flurry.

Facing the flying snowball, a trace of contempt flashed in the Fierce Bear's eyes, and it was ready to swipe the snowball away with its paw.

However, what it didn't expect happened; the snowball that was about to fall in front of it suddenly burst apart, scattering the remaining snow far and wide, most of which landed on the Fierce Bear's head, painting its black fur white.

"Big dumb bear... hahaha... has turned into a big white bear now..." Zhu Bufan purposely laughed out loud, as if he was about to cry from laughing.

Zhu Bufan knew that these high-ranked Wild Beasts, though not fully sentient, were immensely spirit-communicative; while they couldn't understand human speech, they knew something of the meanings represented by gestures and motions.

Sure enough, Zhu Bufan's action thoroughly enraged the Fierce Bear. Instantly, the Fierce Bear's dark eyes were replaced with blood-red light, and deep roars came rolling from its throat. Its originally smooth white fur instantly turned into steel needles, each standing erect, and its already bulky body grew even larger, imposing a greater sense of oppression.

Witnessing this, Zhu Bufan's smile vanished, revealing a solemn expression, while tinges of regret simultaneously rose in his heart.

"Did I go too far?" Zhu Bufan could feel that the aura of the Fierce Bear, after turning its eyes blood-red, sharply intensified, reaching the pinnacle of Eighth Rank.

Zhu Bufan inwardly cursed, recalling Zi Yu's words that the Fierce Bear was called so because of its ability to enter a berserk state, which would significantly boost its strength.

But whether Zhu Bufan regretted it or not, it was too late. The Fierce Bear roared and charged towards Zhu Bufan at an incredibly fast speed, and every stomp brought with it deep, thunderous rumbles. Each leap caused tremors in the ice beneath Zhu Bufan's feet, and even the nearby ice mountain, only a few hundred meters high, shook so much that the snow on its summit cascaded down with a sound like thunder, thankfully posing no threat to Zhu Bufan's current location.

The Fierce Bear roared as it charged at Zhu Bufan, filled with unstoppable momentum, as if it intended to directly ram the human who had provoked its authority to death.

Noticing the Fierce Bear's intentions, Zhu Bufan's expression turned cold. Though he held some fear for the changes in the Fierce Bear, he was by no means a pushover.

"Vile beast!" Zhu Bufan shouted, spinning on the spot like a whirlwind, dodging the Fierce Bear's charge, then using the swirling airflow to get to its side. His Iron Sword showed no mercy as he thrust it fiercely into the bear.

Thud...

The long sword stabbed into the Fierce Bear as if it punctured a layer of thick, impenetrable leather. Zhu Bufan felt his hand sink; the sword's momentum halted, then a force of recoil bounced back through the blade.

"Ah!" Zhu Bufan exclaimed, deploying the Floating Snow Step Technique and using the great recoil force to drift dozens of feet away.

"Never expected this big guy's hide to be so tough!" Zhu Bufan said grimly, as his full-force sword didn't spare any effort and fully rebounded into his arm. If not for his strong physical body, the arm that held the sword might have broken right then and there.

Zhu Bufan strained his eyes at the spot where his sword had struck, clearly seeing that his full-powered strike was not without effect, as a string of Blood Pearls fell from the Fierce Bear's white fur.

This minor injury was negligible for the massive figure of the Fierce Bear. Instead, the slight pain further stimulated its violent and brutal nature.

Using only its hind paws on the ground, its entire upper body astonishingly hung in mid-air. In that airborne state, one of its front paws stomped hard on the ground, immediately increasing its rotation speed several times over, bringing with it a stunning whooshing sound.

Zhu Bufan had just stabilized himself when the Fierce Bear's thick paw was already attacking.

Watching the bear paw that rapidly enlarged in his eyes, Zhu Bufan's eyes narrowed, and he shouted loudly, "Good!"

Subsequently, with his Cold Ice Internal Energy fully activated, Zhu Bufan also threw a direct punch, meeting the bear's paw head-on.

A fierce light flashed in Zhu Bufan's eyes. The reason he didn't dodge was not due to a lack of ability, but rather to understand what stepping into the Mixed Refining Realm with the Hanhai Tide Skill had brought him.

Seeing Zhu Bufan actually throw a punch and clash directly, the Fierce Bear, with blood-red eyes, revealed a trace of mockery and disdain. It thought to itself that this one strike would cost you half your life! Then I will rip you open and feast on your blood and flesh. Humans, heh, I have never tasted human meat before, I wonder how delicious it would be. Looking at how tender and soft you seem, it must be very tasty!

Thinking of this, drool almost dripped from the corners of the Fierce Bear's mouth, and the force of its paw invisibly increased once more.

Pfft~~

The two palms, wholly out of proportion, finally collided. Contrary to expectations, there was no earth-shattering noise, only a low, muffled sound, as the thick flesh on the bear's paw completely swallowed the noise.

Upon contact, Zhu Bufan felt his palm hit a mass of soft flesh. Immediately afterward, a powerful force surged from the soft flesh into his arm.

Zhu Bufan's originally fair face suddenly flushed with an eerie crimson color. The exposed skin also turned crimson, with angry veins bulging, at least as thick as chopsticks, especially the major arteries in his neck which swelled to the thickness of a thumb. It looked terrifying!

The stalemate between the two lasted less than a breath before they rapidly separated. Zhu Bufan was sent flying, performing two aerial somersaults before landing, and taking several steps back to dissipate most of the impact force.

As for the Fierce Bear, it fared much better than Zhu Bufan, steadying itself after only three steps back. However, full of confusion, the bear could not understand why Zhu Bufan wasn't lying there injured; it seemed as though he hadn't been hurt at all. This left the low-intelligence creature quite baffled, its gaze towards Zhu Bufan filled with doubt, and even the red light in its eyes faded somewhat.

In contrast to the Fierce Bear's bewilderment, Zhu Bufan was filled with astonishment. He had not expected the effects of the Hanhai Tide Skill to be so formidable. In his hard clash with the Fierce Bear, Zhu Bufan not only felt his own powerful strength, but in the confrontation, the functions of every part of his body operated at high speed, with muscles trembling, pulling, and channeling immense strength. His internal organs were also exemplified multiple times in that moment. Zhu Bufan felt as if his entire body was boiling with enthusiasm, and from the depths of his throat, it seemed as though countless bubbles were swelling, making bubbling noises. Each sound made Zhu Bufan feel revitalized, and his Qi strength mysteriously increased by a third.

Now having dissipated the remaining force, far from feeling fatigued, Zhu Bufan felt even more spirited and vibrant, as if he had just soaked in a hot spring, feeling warmly comfortable to his very marrow.

"Good, again!" Zhu Bufan bellowed, sheathing the Iron Sword behind him and swinging his fists, attacking the Fierce Bear.

Seeing Zhu Bufan initiate the attack, the Fierce Bear seemed extremely enraged and let out a roar at Zhu Bufan before leaping at him.

However, having achieved his goal and gauged his physical power, Zhu Bufan wouldn't be so foolish as to clash head-on with the Fierce Bear every time. Instead, he used the Floating Snow Technique, circling around the Fierce Bear and waiting for an opportunity.

The Fierce Bear was powerful, and every move caused significant airflow. To Zhu Bufan, these air currents were naturally a supreme reliance, and in the ensuing fight, the Fierce Bear didn't even manage to touch the hem of Zhu Bufan's clothes.

It just became so exhausted, unable to catch up with Zhu Bufan and wearing itself out, that finally, the Fierce Bear simply sat down on its behind.

As for Zhu Bufan, he regarded the Fierce Bear as nothing more than a training punching bag. Seeing the Fierce Bear sitting down, Zhu Bufan sneered inwardly, drew his sword, and viciously stabbed at the soft ribs under the Fierce Bear's armpit!

"Ao!"

The Fierce Bear let out a painful roar as its huge body was catapulted upwards. While in the air, it somersaulted and hovered over Zhu Bufan, reaching out with its claws toward him.

"Hmph, trying to crush me?" Zhu Bufan coldly huffed, rolling on the spot with what was commonly known as a lazy donkey roll. Though the posture was awkward, it was extremely effective.

Despite the ungraceful posture, Zhu Bufan flipped up elegantly and looked towards the Fierce Bear with an expectant and fierce gleam in his eyes.

Detecting Zhu Bufan's unusual gaze, the Fierce Bear paused, puzzled.

'Boom'~~

The Fierce Bear crashed down, stirring up a cloud of snow mist, accompanied by a muffled sound.

"Ao ao ao..."

But immediately after, the Fierce Bear emitted miserable howls. Under Zhu Bufan's close watch, a trail of crimson spread from beneath the Fierce Bear across the snowy ground, quickly staining a large area red.

Zhu Bufan timely retreated backward.

The Fierce Bear scrambled to its feet, and in its chest was a sword plunged up to the hilt, the very Iron Sword belonging to Zhu Bufan.