Chapter 36 - Thunder Arise! (2/2)
“Oh. You want to settle this the old way with me?”
Chen Fan was not afraid of Master Wu’s threat. He looked at the old man with a great degree of levity.
Ever since he was reborn, he hadn’t fought with Dharma Spells yet, and although Master Wu only knew the most rudimentary spells, Chen Fan was eager to test his power.
“Wu! This is Chu Zhou City, show some respect!” Old Man Zhen slammed the table and shouted at the white-haired man.
As soon as the old man spoke, his bodyguard closed in and glared at Master Wu and his two other companions.
Xin Zhong’s face blackened. He had only brought with him seven or eight bodyguards. There was very little chance that he would be able to walk out of Chu Zhou City alive if he let the situation spiral out of control. Boss Gu from the Zhong Zhou City had fallen off of his chair and collapsed on the ground.
“Hehe” Master Wu was unfazed by the group of intimidating bodyguards. He spoke to Chen Fan with tempered hatred, “Kiddo, you have ruined my plan, I won’t let you get away with it.
“Didn’t you want to see a real Dharma Artifact? Why don’t you take a look at this!”
Master Wu produced a small clay urn from his pocket, and as soon as he lifted the cap, everyone felt a gush of chilly wind blowing out from the mouth of the urn, reducing the temperature in the room by a few degrees.
“Chen boy! Taste the power of my numinous treasure!”
Before his words faded, a dark fog emerged out from the clay urn, and with it, a wave of ear-piercing shrieks like that of anguished demons and lost souls from the ninth forbidden h.e.l.l.
“HELP!” The mortals in the room fled the scene as soon as they saw the terrifying sight. Some of them clambered to hide behind the bodyguards. Although most of these bodyguards were retired veterans and champions of national martial arts compet.i.tions, none of them had experienced such a ghastly sight before. Bound by their duty, many of them managed to hold their grounds with fear on their faces.
“The Art of Ghost Reining?” Master Qi gasped.
“Alas! I could behold the power of a transcendent master; what more should I ask for?” As Master Qi said so, he shook his head with the sorrow of knowing that he might not be able to see such power ever again.
“Not too shabby. You can even recognize my Dharmic Formulation!” Master Wu nodded approvingly.
He scanned around and was pleased by the fear written all over people’s faces. However, he soon realized that Chen Fan was still sitting in his chair and was sipping on a cup of tea.
“Aren’t you afraid of me, kid?”
Hearing Master Wu’s question, Xin Zhong, Third Lord of the Wei and Uncle Lin both looked to Chen Fan as if they were looking at an idiot.
“He is not concerned at all? Is he a half-wit?”
The other’s asked the same question in their minds.
As soon as Master Wu used the Art of Ghost Reining, everyone, except for Chen Fan and Xin Zhong and Old Man Zhen had remained in their seats; the rest guests had either hid behind the bodyguards or under the furniture. Even the bodyguards trembled uncontrollably at the sight of the supernatural power.
Han Yun s.h.i.+vered with tears in her eyes.
“Chen Fan, what the heck are you doing? Run!”
She couldn’t stop blaming herself for exposing Chen Fan’s real ident.i.ty. If she had kept her lips sealed, Xin Zhong would not think of using the boy to humiliate the Third Lord, and none of this would have happened.
However, Chen Fan sat casually in his chair, holding a calm cast in his eyes.
“I will have to do away with you, aren’t you afraid?” Master Wu’s mind was seized by anger, and he was ready to do anything it took to quell the fire in him.
As he started the Dharmatic Art, his white hair swirled up from his head, and he pointed two fingers at the dark smoke. The plum of darkness responded with a s.h.i.+ver and with a great measure of reluctance, the darkness moved slowly toward Chen Fan
Seeing the dark mist formed by undead ghosts was coming at Chen Fan, everyone’s hearts were caught in their throat. They were convinced that the boy’s fate was sealed.
“Afraid?” Chen Fan laughed out loud as he shook his head.
“I had expected much better from you. Look at you; you can barely control your power.
“And you call it a Dharma Artifact? You don’t feel ashamed of yourself, do you?
“f.u.c.k it; I will show you what a real Dharma Artifact is all about.”
Chen Fan took the Jade Talisman off his neck and held it in one hand.
Under everyone’s curious and surprised look, he spoke two loud and clear words.
“Thunder Arise!”
Suddenly, thousands of lightning appeared in the hall; they tore the s.p.a.ce apart and showed the dimly lit hall with blinding brightness.
Chen Fan stood in the middle of the hall, a lightning bolt in his hand, the loose folds of his clothes moved as the wind came up, outlined n.o.bly against the web of thunder for all to see.