Supreme Cultivation Master

Ye Fan was not one to shy away from trouble. After all, he was the King of Heaven, and the Black Tiger Society hardly merited his attention.

So, he decided to play their game, calmly following them. What did it matter if they were luring him into a trap? He dared to walk right into it.

Meanwhile, Su Qingxue wanted to call the police, but she had no opportunity. She was still terrified from the ordeal and worried for Ye Fan’s safety.

Before long, Ye Fan had followed them to a private mountain villa. The car stopped, and Leopard ordered his men to drag Su Qingxue out. He then sneered at Ye Fan, "I didn’t expect you’d really dare to follow. You’ve got guts!"

Ye Fan replied, "This isn’t some Dragon Pool and Tiger Cave, so why wouldn’t I dare to come? Release her, or you will all learn the meaning of despair!"

"Releasing her is possible," Leopard said, "but it will cost you your life. If you have what it takes, then follow us!"

Although Su Qingxue resisted, she was no match for them. Several men dragged her forward. Ye Fan could have easily killed them, but he refrained from acting rashly, considering Su Qingxue’s safety.

Soon, they arrived in the main hall.

Over two hundred men lined both sides of the hall, staring at him with fury. If an ordinary person were in his place, they would undoubtedly be scared to death. But Ye Fan was completely unflustered. Though he was alone, his aura easily surpassed that of all two hundred men combined.

At the head of the hall sat a man with a tiger stripe tattooed on his cheek. Ye Fan knew at once that this was the so-called Black Tiger Gang Leader.

The Black Tiger Society had made its move, and this time Black Tiger seemed intent on capturing him in one fell swoop. However, Ye Fan showed no fear, only the bearing of an invincible warrior.

"Ye Fan, you really came," Black Tiger said.

"Why wouldn’t I? Let her go, or I will slaughter everyone in your Black Tiger Society!" Ye Fan said, not wasting a single word.

Black Tiger asked mockingly, "Just you? I admit you’re strong, but since you’re alone, I’ll make you taste despair!"

"I’ll ask one more time. Are you releasing her or not?" Ye Fan’s patience was wearing thin. He was the kind of King who would rather fight than waste time with words.

"Indeed, you have guts," Black Tiger said. "But you will learn what foolishness is. Releasing her isn’t out of the question, but before that, let me show you two people!"

Before long, Shen Zhehao and Young Master Ji, their faces bruised and swollen, were brought forward.

Su Qingxue looked at the two with disdain, shocked that this was all their doing. When Young Master Ji and Shen Zhehao shot her a smug look, she grew frightened. She knew Ye Fan was a capable fighter, but even he couldn’t possibly take on more than two hundred men.

Just then, Ye Fan said, "So it was you two behind this. I’ve been looking all over for you, and you decided to show yourselves."

"Hmph! Boy, you’re at death’s door and still acting tough. Today, you’ll see how the Black Tiger Gang Leader deals with you!" Shen Zhehao spat. He harbored the greatest animosity towards Ye Fan. If not for his meddling, he might have already won Su Qingxue over.

"You think finding Black Tiger makes you safe? You’re mistaken," Ye Fan said.

At this, Black Tiger spoke up. "Boy, you’re as arrogant as ever. Do you really think you can withstand an assault from my two hundred brothers?"

Immediately, the two hundred men took a single step forward, raising their Mountain Opening Sabers and staring down Ye Fan. It seemed that with a single command from Black Tiger, they would rush forward and chop him to pieces.

Ye Fan, however, remained unflustered. He moved in a flash, appearing beside Leopard in the blink of an eye. Leopard was stunned; Ye Fan’s speed was beyond his imagination. With a single punch to the abdomen, Ye Fan sent the man flying backward while simultaneously pulling Su Qingxue into his embrace.

Su Qingxue was stunned. Even in such a serious situation, she couldn’t help but be dazed. This is definitely the most impressive side of him I’ve ever seen.

"Get him! Chop him to pieces!" Black Tiger commanded.

Instantly, the horde charged. Ye Fan, still holding Su Qingxue, escaped the encirclement with a few leaps and reached the courtyard outside. His pursuers were right behind him.

"Hide," Ye Fan told her. "Come out after I’ve finished the fight."

"I’m calling the police!" Su Qingxue said, her voice trembling. The sight of so many armed men had terrified her.

"Don’t," Ye Fan said quickly. "With me here, everything will be okay!" With that, he pushed her into a dense thicket of flowers.

Su Qingxue, now hidden, was worried sick about Ye Fan but dared not make a sound.

In the courtyard, Ye Fan was once again surrounded by the two hundred men. Black Tiger and the injured Leopard soon joined them. They had prepared such a large trap, yet Su Qingxue had managed to escape. Of course, the ones most worried by this development were not Black Tiger and his men, but Shen Zhehao and Young Master Ji. If Su Qingxue escaped and revealed what happened here, the Ji and Shen Families would be finished.

"Now that you’re here, don’t even think about escaping!" Black Tiger mocked.

"I never planned on running," Ye Fan replied. "Do you really think these men can stop me?"

"I think they are enough," Black Tiger said. "But your opponent isn’t me, nor is it my two hundred brothers. It’s a master!"

Just as he finished speaking, a Ninjutsu clone flickered into existence among the crowd. It was Takasaki Ryosuke. He opened his eyes and addressed Ye Fan. "I hear you’re quite powerful."

"However, you people of the Divine Land are all talk. Your martial arts are overblown. Meeting me is the greatest misfortune of your life!"

He had been hired to hunt down the Shenzhou Heavenly King. Although Ye Fan was the King of Heaven he was searching for, the King of Heaven had hidden himself too well. Nearly every enemy who had seen his face was dead. No one knew the true identity of the King of Heaven, so Takasaki didn’t realize that Ye Fan was the very man he was looking for.

"Even Japanese Martial Artists dare to be so reckless in the Divine Land. Today, I’ll let you frogs in a well know what real strength is!" Ye Fan declared.

He took the initiative, charging straight for Takasaki Ryosuke with overwhelming force.

Takasaki Ryosuke drew his katana, its path aimed straight for Ye Fan’s throat. His Ninjutsu was bizarre and powerful, making it seem impossible to defend against. He believed that with his speed and strength as Killer Yama, taking Ye Fan out in a single move would be no problem. Black Tiger and the others secretly admired Takasaki Ryosuke’s skill; none of them could have withstood such an attack.

At that moment, Ye Fan extended two fingers and easily clamped down on the katana. The blade’s tip stopped just a centimeter from his throat.

Takasaki Ryosuke couldn’t move the blade another inch. He tried to pull it back, but Ye Fan’s fingers held it fast.

"Is this all the strength you have?" Ye Fan scoffed.

With a slight twist of his fingers—SNAP!—the katana instantly broke in two. Everyone who witnessed it gasped.

Black Tiger grew uneasy. His master’s katana had actually been broken by Ye Fan.

In fact, Takasaki Ryosuke was the most unsettled of all. His katana was forged from meteoric iron and could only be broken by someone with profound Inner Strength. Clearly, he himself was not capable of such a feat, which proved that Ye Fan’s strength surpassed his own.

He took a deep breath and asked, "With power like that, you can’t be a nobody. Who on earth are you?"