Emperor Jade was quite dissatisfied with Lin Fan's nonchalant attitude and shouted loudly.

"Lin Fan! Are you actually listening to what I'm saying?!"

"Huh?"

"Sigh... Forget it. If something big really happens, you won't be able to stop it. Just protect your own little life first."

Leaving a remark, Emperor Jade cut off the Divine Sense and disappeared from Lin Fan's mind.

Lin Fan didn't pay much attention either.

Right now, his mind was filled with thoughts of Lan Yunwei. Why did this girl inexplicably have a crush on him? Could she be a masochist? His attitude toward her wasn't particularly good, yet somehow she seems to fancy him? What kind of reverse psychology is this...

All his attention was focused on this matter, not even caring about Mu Feichen's pressure.

Lin Fan stared at Lan Yunwei, furrowing his brows tightly, and casually swung a sword toward the void.

Boom!

With the strike of the sword, an overwhelming, boundless pressure in front of him instantly opened up a gap!

Just so simply swiping into the air.

It was as easy as slicing a watermelon.

Without expending even an ounce of effort, not even focusing on it, just casually making a gesture in the air.

The pressure that Mu Feichen painstakingly created was thus broken.

It shattered like a broken mirror, fragmented into countless pieces, splashing in all directions.

With a loud bang!

The entire pressure exploded in front of Lin Fan, forming an extremely powerful shockwave, surging toward the group of Darts Masters and Mu Feichen.

What?!

Mu Feichen was completely stunned, unable to believe that his prideful pressure had been silently and effortlessly broken by Lin Fan's casual counter.

Lin Fan seemed as if he exerted no effort at all, just so easily landing a sword stroke.

It didn't even seem like a technique!

His pressure directly became pulverized.

The entire void trembled slightly.

The group of Darts Masters slightly closer to Lin Fan were the first to be hit by the impact.

"Ah!"

"Ah—"

The once jubilant group of Darts Masters now filled with terrified screams and roars, each looking as if they'd seen a ghost, their eyes wide open, unable to react before their bodies were struck by the shockwave.

It was like a massive fist fiercely hitting each of them in the face, and all the Darts Masters flew backward.

Carried into the sky.

Then.

Plop plop plop!

Like raindrops, they fell harshly to the ground, including the burly robust Zhuang Hu. He was just like a drop of rain, utterly small and powerless, thrown high into the air, then smashed heavily down.

It couldn't be more miserable!

Heads broke, blood flowed, skin tore, a dreadful sight.

Especially Zhuang Hu, he was the first to be thrown up and the first to fall down.

When he hit the ground, many Darts Masters crashed heavily on top of him, shattering all his bones and causing him to spit blood pitifully.

Mu Feichen quickly descended rapidly!

He landed heavily on the ground, his feet directly sinking into the soil, trying to stabilize himself, not to be carried away by the shockwave.

But the speed of the incoming shockwave was simply too fast.

Mu Feichen had just landed, not yet steady on his feet, when the shockwave struck him as if a supersonic plane collided with his chest.

He gasped for breath, his chest unbearably tight, unable to breathe.

In front of Lan Yunwei, he didn't want to be so embarrassed, thinking at least he had to withstand this shockwave, or being blown away would be too humiliating.

But things didn't go as planned.

Even though he didn't want to move at all, the impact of the shockwave nonetheless caused him to spit out blood, and his whole body flew backward.

With a thud.

He hit the wall behind him and stopped, then again fell face down on the ground, his limbs twitching slightly, profoundly embarrassed.

The shockwave inevitably headed towards Lan Yunwei, the little maid, and Zhu Qilue.

Zhu Qilue needless to say, closed his eyes helplessly, preparing for the impact. He was lifted into the air, pushed nearly ten meters before falling.

Luckily, the shockwave's power had weakened on him; otherwise, he would have faced a significant impact.

"Lady, be careful!"

The little maid wanted to protect Lan Yunwei, but before she could open her arms, she was blown away, rolling several times in the air, then skidding several meters on the ground like a bowling ball before stopping.

But luckily she wasn't hurt.

Lan Yunwei was directly terrified by the shockwave in front of her, standing dumbly in place, neither running away nor preparing for the impact.

She just held her head tight, terrified, and screamed.

"Ah—"

But after the scream, she didn't fly up; she realized she was still standing well in place, without moving at all.

She thought she had improved immensely, able to withstand the shockwave.

But then she saw Lin Fan standing before her, brandishing an Xuanyuan Sword, blocking all of the incoming shockwaves.

Who knows when he rushed over.

Swish!

Lan Yunwei's face instantly turned red as if a freshly ripe apple, glowing with an extreme bashfulness.

"Ah... you..."

"Are you okay?"

Seeing the shockwave dissipate, Lin Fan withdrew the Xuanyuan Sword, turned, and looked into Lan Yunwei's eyes and asked.

Lan Yunwei immediately felt her face burn like fire, extremely hot, quickly dropping her head, taking two steps back, putting some distance between herself and Lin Fan, gently shaking her head, not knowing what to say.

Her heart was pounding like a scared deer, filled with anxiety and restlessness.

"It's good that you're okay. Luckily, I came over; otherwise, you'd have been injured by the shockwave too. Tell me, are you stupid? Why didn't you run?"

Lin Fan laughed softly, speaking tenderly.

Lan Yunwei suddenly widened her eyes, staring straight at Lin Fan, feeling as if the person before her was unfamiliar, his tone and manner completely different, a stark contrast.

"You... how did you..."

"I change my tone a bit, and you don't recognize me?"

Lan Yunwei snapped back to reality, quickly stepping back several steps, her gaze shimmering with panic and nervousness, stumbling backward.

Lin Fan was stunned; did he do something wrong? He wanted to ask.

But Lan Yunwei had already turned and ran toward the little maid, helping her up from the ground.

"I'll kill you!"

Sometime later, Mu Feichen surprisingly managed to stand again. Seeing Lin Fan teasing Lan Yunwei, he was furious, flying over to attack Lin Fan.

He couldn't believe his pressure would be broken by Lin Fan.

Moreover, Lin Fan flirted with the woman he secretly admired right in front of him!

The double blow left him almost dehumanized and monstrous, rushing over to try and ambush Lin Fan!

However.

Although he was the Young Master, Mu Feichen's steps had become exceedingly slow after the heavy impact.

In Lin Fan's eyes, it was no different from a tortoise crawling.

When he had just appeared in Lin Fan's view, Lin Fan unhesitatingly reached out his hand.

Slap slap!

He gave Mu Feichen two crisp slaps, knocking the latter to the ground, dazed, with his eyes blacking out!