Chapter 396 - Ambush at Lantern Festival (2/2)

Zha Lahan felt himself being lifted along with his arm no matter what he did to stop it.

The force came from the crater and he realized that he didn’t have enough strength to fight it.

[This is impossible! Since when did the world have such a mighty being!]

Zha Lahan narrowed his eyes and watched Zhuo Fan lifting the mace up with one hand, like a giant holding the heavens.

His casual look gave the feeling that he wasn’t even pushing it.

“Zhuo Fan!” The girls cheered.

Touba Lian’er pointed with a trembling finger, “H-he’s still alive and not a scratch on him. Zha Lahan, use everything to push him back!”

“I already am!” Gnashing his teeth, Zha Lahan’s face twisted as he swelled under the strain. But no amount of strength proved to be of any use, still being unable to budge the mace.

Touba Lian’er paled, looking at Zhuo Fan like he was a monster.

[Can the rumors be true? Does he truly surpass the strongest of our people, Zha Lahan?]

She used to think that her father’s Savage Wolf was the strongest person there was. But today, Zhuo Fan was handling him like a child.

Zhuo Fan put on a savage grin, “This doesn’t look like a good place to chat. That makes this stick an eyesore.”

With a cold glint, Zhuo Fan gripped harder.

Crack~

Snapping sounds jarred the ears of everyone as the bludgeon was covered in fractures.

Zhuo Fan added just a hint more oomph and the giant stick fell into pieces.

Everyone watched in stunned silence. The Quanrong were even more shocked.

[The purple gold-forged Heaven Breaking Bludgeon was a 5th-grade spiritual weapon and this guy used his brawn alone to crush it in his hand.]

[What is he?]

Zha Lahan’s face was unnatural, to say the least. He had never heard of such freakish power and was now shocked to his core.

As a typical narcissist, he took it upon himself as being the best there was, only to face the harsh and cruel reality. There would always be someone better.

Zhe Bie and Hu Lianchai acted as spectators, scared out of their minds. The rumors didn’t even do Zhuo Fan’s power justice.

[That damn hearsay is asking us to get beat! In what way is he any weaker?]

Hu Lianchai felt like crying. His intel gathering had hit a snag again…

Zhuo Fan drifted over to a panicked Touba Lian’er, his smile wide and creepy, “About that plan of yours, care to fill me in?”

Gulping, Touba Lian’er was lost for words in fear.

Zha Lahan sweated buckets, his eyes only reflecting fear. But he wasn’t part of the Eight Wolf Wardens for nothing. He wouldn’t give up just like that.

It went double for when his young miss was under threat.

While Zhuo Fan was focused on Lian’er, he took out an identical bludgeon. After a short wind up, he socked Zhuo Fan’s head with it.

Zhuo Fan never even looked, merely flicking it away in pieces.

While the weapon’s owner’s arm snapped from the power running through the crumbling bludgeon.

Zha Lahan still hadn’t woken up to smell the roses. A mere wave from Zhuo Fan broke Quanrong’s best warrior’s arm like a twig.

[This freak is not human. He is worse than a spiritual beast!]

Zha Lahan’s arm dangled while he sweated like a pig. His heart was consumed by fear and in denial of what was right in front of him. It took a long time for it to sink in, the fear, the dread, the futility of it all.

Touba Lian’er gave the wretched Zha Lahan a long look, then looked at the grinning Zhuo Fan. [The poor girl was about to cry.]

She was really regretting it now, messing with a monster without rhyme or reason.

Zhe Bie at the side, had his bow and arrow primed, aimed between Zhuo Fan’s eyes. He was also soaked in sweat, it was Sky-piercing Wolf’s first time facing such a thorn.