Chapter 1363 - Xing Qian
Jiang Yi’s words left Chen Fan dumbfounded. Jiang Yi had actually mistaken him for some spoiled young master of a powerful clan.
Outside the battlefield, the watching crowd quickly noticed the exchange and began murmuring among themselves.
“Isn’t that Jiang Yi? Unlucky bastard, running into Chen Fan in this round.”
“Hmm? Look, Jiang Yi doesn’t seem to know Chen Fan. He actually told Chen Fan to surrender. I’m dying of laughter.”
“It’s understandable. Jiang Yi spends most of his time wandering outside and only returned recently. Naturally, he’s never heard of Chen Fan. How would he know that Chen Fan and common sense don’t go well together?”
Although Chen Fan had some fame in the Featherlight Sect, not everyone had heard of him or seen his portrait.
Many people trained outside all year round, so they had never heard of a rookie like Chen Fan. Evidently, Jiang Yi was one of those people.
“Alright, kid, I’m not in the least bit interested in who you are. You won’t scare me, even if you’re the young patriarch of an Immortal Emperor clan. It won’t work on me. No one is going to stop me from entering the top hundred. So, do yourself a favor and get lost before I make you. Otherwise, I’ll show you just how hard fists of iron can feel.”
Chen Fan shook his head and said indifferently, “Forget it. Doesn’t matter that you don’t know me. But you’d better walk away on your own. Else, don’t blame me for not warning you when you’re injured.”
“What? What did you say? An ant in the Invincible Legendary realm dares to boast in front of me? You looking to die, brat? Fine. If you think I’ll hold back just because of your supposed ‘background,’ you’re wrong. Since you won’t surrender, let’s settle this with our fists!”
As his voice fell, Jiang Yi’s aura erupted in an instant, sweeping out like a storm. He turned into a blur and charged toward Chen Fan with his hand balled into a fist, flying toward Chen Fan like a meteorite.
“Haaa, why do this?” Chen Fan shook his head. In the face of Jiang Yi’s sudden assault, he showed no signs of panic and simply stood there like a tree. When Jiang Yi closed in, Chen Fan’s fist shot forward to meet him.