When Ling Fan uttered these words, a wave of extreme contemptuous laughter erupted from the geniuses of Thunder Island.
"Hahaha, this is hilarious! This trash, who hasn't even reached the Condensing Core realm, dares to boast and compare his comprehension with our Senior Brother Chang. My word, has his brain been flooded with water?"
"He should take a look at his pathetic face in a puddle. With his demeanor, is he even worth a single strand of Senior Brother Chang's hair!"
"Our Senior Brother Chang is the most outstanding genius of Thunder Island. He condensed an extraordinary Golden Core before the age of thirty, becoming the youngest Golden Core expert in Thunder Island's history. Furthermore, Senior Brother Chang has mastered two Thunder Laws and one Sword Dao Law, a genius Golden Core Martial Lord who commands a total of three Golden Core Laws!"
"In terms of martial comprehension, no one on Thunder Island can surpass him. You trash dare to speak so presumptuously before Senior Brother Chang, truly seeking your own humiliation!"
"Come on, come on, you try. We'll see how you, a piece of trash who can't even condense a Nascent Core, comprehend the powerful Golden Core Laws within this Purple Lightning Sword Stele."
"Tch, if this trash can do it, I'll eat my words standing on my head."
"Hahaha! Junior Brother Liu, you're a tough one."
"Don't blame us for not warning you. You've made big claims, but if you can't deliver, we won't go easy on you later. At best, we'll break your limbs; at worst, we'll take your dog life!"
These geniuses from Thunder Island taunted and mocked, their laughter piercing.
As for Senior Brother Chang from Thunder Island, he remained with his back to the crowd, maintaining an arrogant and lofty posture. In his eyes, a mere young martial artist who hadn't even reached the Condensing Core realm daring to challenge him was merely seeking attention and was not worth mentioning.
"Brother Ling, let's just leave. Don't argue with them. We can't afford to offend Thunder Island."
Han Hai and Yang Shili were anxious and tried to dissuade Ling Fan, not wanting him to court death in vain.
However, Ling Fan ignored them and walked step by step towards the stone stele.
Han Hai and Yang Shili grew even more anxious, but Toad blocked them, preventing them from disturbing Ling Fan.
Ling Fan stopped at the periphery of the stone stele.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his calm gaze falling upon the massive Purple Lightning Sword Stele, which was over ten meters tall.
Then, as if entering a deep meditative state like an old monk, he closed his eyes, seemingly focusing his senses to comprehend.
"Heh, putting on a show."
The group of Thunder Island geniuses scoffed dismissively.
"Has this fellow truly gone mad? Without sitting on those futons, it's almost impossible to comprehend the laws of the sword stele. Even if he stands there for ten thousand years, he'll never grasp the profound mysteries within this stele!"
The surrounding rogue cultivators shook their heads.
Not a single person had high hopes for Ling Fan.
They all believed Ling Fan was wasting his time.
After a while, Ling Fan remained standing there, motionless, with his hands behind his back.
There seemed to be no change.
The silent Purple Lightning Sword Stele in front of him also showed no signs of activity.
Originally, some rogue cultivators held a sliver of hope, wishing to see Ling Fan truly make a comeback and slap the faces of these Thunder Island disciples, venting their anger as rogue cultivators.
But as time passed, they also realized that this was merely a fanciful wish.
"Alas, what can we do? We rogue cultivators are as insignificant as blades of grass, struggling to survive under the shadow of these major powers. Like stray dogs, it's good enough to scavenge for scraps. I admire this person's courage for daring to challenge the geniuses of Thunder Island, but unfortunately, it's just the reckless bravery of a fool."
A rogue cultivator in his middle age sighed and shook his head.
Just as they were preparing to disperse,
Suddenly, a subtle aura quietly appeared around Ling Fan.
Most people hadn't noticed it yet.
However, Senior Brother Chang, the strongest genius of Thunder Island in this generation, who was seated at the very front of the Purple Lightning Sword Stele, trembled slightly and abruptly opened his eyes, appearing somewhat flustered.
He suddenly turned his head.
His eyes widened further and further.
He stared intently at Ling Fan.
The other experts and geniuses of Thunder Island noticed Senior Brother Chang's unusual behavior, and their expressions became strange as they exchanged glances, unsure of what had happened.
"Senior Brother Chang, what's wrong?"
A female genius from Thunder Island, who admired Senior Brother Chang, asked with concern.
Senior Brother Chang did not reply.
He continued to stare fixedly at Ling Fan.
Gradually,
His peculiarity also drew everyone's attention. A sense of absurdity filled them as they followed Senior Brother Chang's gaze towards Ling Fan.
Could it be that this trash had actually comprehended something significant?
Otherwise, why would Senior Brother Chang, who was always detached and composed, as if everything was under his control, show such uncharacteristic discomposure!
It wasn't just the geniuses and experts of Thunder Island.
Soon,
Han Hai, Yang Shili, Lu Binian, and the other observing rogue cultivators also noticed something was amiss.
As for Toad, his bulging eyes gleamed with excitement, filled with anticipation.
"Impossible!"
At this moment, Senior Brother Chang from Thunder Island suddenly let out a low roar.
While everyone was still bewildered,
Ling Fan, who had been closing his eyes in concentration, suddenly erupted with a sky-piercing sword intent. Endless sword shadows swirled around him, accompanied by flashes of brilliant, dazzling purple light.
A powerful aura of Sword Dao Law immediately spread from Ling Fan's body!
There was no mistake.
This was the Sword Dao Law recorded in the Purple Lightning Sword Stele.
Everyone was stunned into silence.
"This...How is this possible? What kind of joke is this? Wasn't he trash?!"
A genius from Thunder Island swallowed hard.
He rubbed his eyes fiercely, only to find that he wasn't dreaming.
The other Thunder Island geniuses, the rogue cultivators, Han Hai, Yang Shili, and the others were all filled with shock.
How long had it been?
And most importantly, Ling Fan had stood at the periphery of the Purple Lightning Sword Stele the entire time, never once touching the futons imprinted with the same origin laws.
He had comprehended the Sword Dao Law inherited from the Purple Lightning Sword Stele out of thin air like this.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.
Was this still called talent?
This was cheating.
"Confess how you did it, tell us the truth!"
Senior Brother Chang was completely moved.
He exclaimed somewhat out of character.
He simply could not accept that someone could so easily grasp the mysteries of the Purple Lightning Sword Stele, as he himself had entered the Guansheng Cliff twice specifically to study this Purple Lightning Sword Stele, and only then had he comprehended the laws of this stele to a very deep level.
Yet, how long had it taken this young man, who hadn't even entered the Condensing Core realm, to achieve this?
Had it been the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?
Ling Fan didn't even glance at the strongest genius of Thunder Island.
Ignoring everyone else, he walked past the Thunder Island geniuses and reached the spot directly beneath the sword stele.