Following Li Mo Bing's gaze, everyone's eyes converged on Ling Fan, waiting to see his reaction. Would he be so terrified he'd hide under the table?
To everyone's surprise, even at this point, Ling Fan remained seated. His expression was as usual, calm as if nothing were happening. He hadn't even glanced at Li Mo Bing, treating him as if he were invisible.
"Tch, he's really good at pretending. This kid is probably scared to death inside," someone muttered.
"Let's see how long he can keep up this act."
"He's probably so scared his legs have gone weak and he can't stand up, hahaha."
"A mere Giant Spirit Realm cultivator is like an ant before the Quasi-Golden Core realm Li Mo Bing. One touch and he'll shatter. Of course, he's not stupid enough to take the bait."
"Hmph, no matter how much a trash pretends, he's still trash!"
Li Mo Bing let out a cold snort. He took a step forward, his hand surging with powerful spiritual energy as he reached out towards Ling Fan.
*Bang!*
The table shattered first, followed by the delicacies, cups, and wine on it. As Li Mo Bing's hand moved, everything turned to dust. Everyone knew that Li Mo Bing was ruthless in his methods and never held back when fighting. Those who opposed him either died or were severely injured.
Seeing this, the people around them changed color and quickly jumped away, afraid of being caught in Li Mo Bing's attack. Just as the grab was about to reach Ling Fan's face, the guest elders sneered, and the other strong cultivators of Xuan Yue Island also showed disdain, as if they could already see Ling Fan's head exploding and him dying on the spot.
Xuan Sheng was about to intervene when someone behind him grabbed him. "Father, what does it matter if a dog-like waste like him dies? Keeping him around is a stain on our Xuan Yue Island!"
Xuan Sheng turned and saw his eldest son, Xuan Ye, the young island master of Xuan Yue Island. In that moment of delay, it was already too late for Xuan Sheng to stop it.
However, in the next instant, a sudden change occurred. Ling Fan finally cast a faint glance at Li Mo Bing. Then, spreading his five fingers, as if swatting away an annoying fly, he flicked his palm backward.
This palm strike seemed to possess no power at all. Yet, it was as swift as lightning, striking Li Mo Bing's face from behind.
*Slap!*
A crisp sound echoed in all directions. Everyone was stunned, their eyes wide open. Under their horrified and shocked gazes, the renowned genius guest cultivator Li Mo Bing, who was in the Quasi-Golden Core realm, was sent flying backward by this slap. He crashed through a row of banquet tables, plowing a沟壑 dozens of meters long before finally stopping.
In that instant, the entire venue fell silent. Everyone stared at the scene in disbelief, their minds buzzing, completely bewildered. Were they dreaming?
Damn it! Li Mo Bing was actually sent flying by a trash from the Giant Spirit Realm!
"Ling Fan, I will not rest until I am avenged!" Li Mo Bing suddenly sprang up from the ground, his face contorted like a vengeful spirit, his eyes filled with ferocity. Half of his face was now swollen, with five clear black marks, his hair dishevelled. He was more dishevelled than ever before.
"Stop!" At this moment, Xuan Sheng appeared in the center of the arena, quickly halting the farce. He first warned Li Mo Bing with his gaze, then looked at Ling Fan with a hint of shock and said, "It seems my daughter did not lie. Young Master Ling is indeed a peerless prodigy. I was blind."
"Island Master, I am not convinced! He attacked me by surprise! How could I lose to a waste from the Giant Spirit Realm? Let us fight again!" Li Mo Bing's face burned with shame. He felt that all his dignity in this life had been utterly ruined today. A deep sense of unwillingness welled up within him, making it impossible for him to accept this reality.
Xuan Sheng turned and sneered, "Foolish. If I hadn't intervened, you would probably be a corpse by now." Xuan Sheng's words immediately startled everyone again. This was equivalent to Xuan Sheng personally admitting that Ling Fan's strength was superior to Li Mo Bing's. This was truly incredible.
Li Mo Bing was stunned by Xuan Sheng's reprimand, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him from head to toe. His gaze was dazed. He looked at Xuan Sheng, then at Ling Fan, and finally his gaze fell upon Xuan Na. He suddenly let out a strange cry, leaped up, and fled like a streak of rainbow light.
As Li Mo Bing left, the atmosphere in the venue became somewhat stagnant. Everyone's hearts were in turmoil, clearly not having recovered from the shock. Especially those guest elders who had been so vocal earlier. Now, they all hung their heads low, like a flock of ostriches, almost burying their heads in the sand. They didn't even dare to look at Ling Fan.
The geniuses of Xuan Yue Island, however, were all dejected, completely silent. The more they had looked down on Ling Fan before, the more ashamed and guilty they felt now. The words they had used to belittle Ling Fan earlier had now turned into slaps to their own faces, making them extremely embarrassed.
On the other side, Xuan Ye, the young island master of Xuan Yue Island, had a very ugly expression. He never expected such an outcome. Only Xuan Na was not surprised. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Ling Fan. Seeing Ling Fan's indifferent expression from beginning to end, her eyes seemed to turn into stars, her heart filled with admiration.
"Hmm, not satisfying enough!" Toad said regretfully.
"Ling Zun, every time you make a move, it's like lightning, ending the fight in one go. It's not fun. You should toy with that idiot a bit," Wei Bin nodded in agreement.
"If you two troublemakers cause more problems, I'll deal with you first," Ling Fan said calmly. Toad immediately shut up. Wei Bin also gave a wry smile and dared not speak further.
"Can I be a guest elder of Xuan Yue Island?" Ling Fan scanned the surroundings. His calm voice echoed out. Everyone his gaze swept over lowered their heads guiltily, not daring to meet his eyes. Ling Fan chuckled and turned to leave.
"Wait a moment." Suddenly, someone called out. Ling Fan stopped. It was Xuan Ye, the young island master of Xuan Yue Island. Xuan Ye forced a flattering smile, but before he could speak, Ling Fan sneered and ignored him directly. He said to Xuan Sheng, "Island Master, please notify me when the Sun Moon Spirit Pond opens."
"Alright," Xuan Sheng nodded. Xuan Ye, left ignored, had veins bulging on his forehead, his expression extremely displeased.
What started as a banquet ended in an unpleasant parting. With Ling Fan's decisive action, no one dared to question his strength anymore. Although he was only at the Giant Spirit Realm cultivation, he had slapped away Li Mo Bing, who was in the Quasi-Golden Core realm. Such strength could be called heaven-defying! Moreover, Ling Fan was so young. That was the most terrifying aspect.