AWB Chapter 208: Really Big Tone
Chapter 208: Really Big Tone
Discussions on the Dark Web intensified, and the Ghost King's reputation caused a stir in the Western world. Many people were indignant, believing that a Chinese person should not be so arrogant in their territory.
But no matter what, the Ghost King's reputation is already at its peak.
"The Aurora Temple issued a harsh statement, claiming that the Ghost King would pay for his blood debt with blood."
"The Chinese authorities have issued a stern warning, stating that they will close the country's borders tightly and that anyone who trespasses will be considered an enemy. This means becoming an enemy of this Eastern giant."
"So what? I heard that several superpowers have sent their top experts here."
"Indeed, the current struggle is no longer just for the artifact, but also a battle for national dignity!"
Lin Fan didn't care about the discussions on the dark web. He thought they were just empty talk.
His mind was completely focused on the artifact. The people who needed to be dealt with had been dealt with, and the purpose of deterrence had been achieved. The next step was to devote himself to the search for the artifact.
He moved forward steadily according to the guidance of the animal skin map.
Soon after, he stopped and locked his eyes on a man in front of him.
"Are you Chinese, or are you from an island country or South Korea?"
Lin Fan looked at the other party. If it was the latter two, he wouldn't mind taking action to deal with it immediately.
"Ok?"
The man also noticed Lin Fan. It was rare to see such a strong young man.
"Are you Chinese?"
"Yes." Lin Fan nodded, and the murderous intent in his heart dissipated.
"The artifact will be mine. You'd better leave as soon as possible."
The man was speechless when he heard this. What a boastful tone this young man had!
"The divine weapon belongs to those who are destined to obtain it. You..."
boom!
Lin Fan suddenly swung his fist, and a thick tree several meters away shattered!
The man's eyes widened in shock, and he swallowed back everything he was about to say. The power of this punch was at least at the level of the late stage of Hua Jin!
"Am I destined to be with the artifact?"
Lin Fan turned to look at the man and asked.
"It's fate, absolutely fate!"
The man responded tactfully and bowed.
"Excuse me, I'm leaving now."
"If you encounter other Chinese, tell them to leave immediately."
Lin Fan instructed calmly.
"Chinese people don't kill each other. If you weren't Chinese, you would be dead by now."
"Yes Yes Yes."
The man nodded in agreement.
"I am the Martial God of Ancheng. May I ask your name, young man?"
"God of War?"
Lin Fan was slightly surprised, and a playful smile crossed his lips.
"Ahem, my name is Wushen."
The man explained with a bit of embarrassment.
"Ghost King."
Lin Fan dropped these two words and continued on his way.
"Ghost King?"
The man watched Lin Fan's retreating figure, feeling that the nickname was quite domineering. Since he didn't dabble in the dark web or interact with the Western world, he didn't understand the weight of the nickname.
"To have reached the late stage of Hua Jin or even a higher realm at such a young age, he must be an outstanding disciple of some powerful force."
The man muttered to himself, although he was unwilling, he finally chose to stop.
Lin Fan didn't care about the man's thoughts and walked forward leisurely.
About ten minutes later, he heard the sound of fighting up ahead. He raised his eyebrows and approached to see three foreigners besieging an elderly man in a gray robe. The man was covered in wounds and bleeding, and his condition was critical.
Lin Fan's appearance immediately caught the attention of both parties. The old man felt a glimmer of hope when he saw someone approaching, but when he saw Lin Fan's youthful face, his hope was instantly shattered.
He is so young, how strong can he be?
"Do you need help?"
Lin Fan asked proactively.
"what?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Lin Fan to speak to him.
"I...you can't help me, go away!"
"Chinese people should help each other. Now that we've met, I naturally can't just stand by and watch."
Lin Fan said with a serious face.
The old man looked at Lin Fan in confusion, wondering where this young man came from.
Suddenly, while the old man was distracted, a dagger cut a deep wound in his chest, and blood gushed out.
"what!"
The old man cried out in pain, staggered back, and his face became paler.
"Go, kill him!" one of the foreigners ordered in stiff Chinese.
A foreigner glanced at Lin Fan and then shouted orders.
"clear."
Another foreigner responded with a knife in hand and rushed towards Lin Fan.
The blade flashed with cold light and slashed down suddenly.
Lin Fan was not afraid at all and punched back directly.
With a bang, the blade shattered instantly.
The foreigner was astonished. Did he break the blade with his fist?
Is this a person with enhancement ability?
"You cut me, now take my punch."
Lin Fan did not draw out the Longyuan Sword, but instead punched out directly, and a huge fist shadow appeared in the air.
boom!
Before the foreigner could react, he was knocked away by a punch.
His sternum collapsed instantly, leaving a shocking bloody hole. He died without even having time to scream.
"This is impossible!"
The remaining two foreigners and the old man were all shocked. Kill instantly with just one punch?
The old man stared at Lin Fan, unable to believe how powerful he was.
However, the next second, ecstasy appeared on the old man's face, he knew he was saved!
"You two, each take one of my punches, and I'll send you to hell."
Lin Fan hooked his finger at the two foreigners and challenged them.
"You...who are you?"
One of the foreigners asked in a trembling voice.
"Ghost King."
After Lin Fan answered, he instantly moved in front of the foreigner.
boom!
The foreigner crashed into a tree, blood spurting out, and his life was in danger.
"Underworld... Ghost King..."
The other gringo screamed in terror and turned and ran away.
"I said I'd hit you once, how could I let you get away?"
Lin Fan chuckled and punched again.
The huge fist shadow hit the foreigner heavily, and he flew out like a kite with a broken string, with his internal organs and bones shattered!
"You three can't beat him, so why are you joining in the fun?"
After Lin Fan easily dealt with these foreigners, he turned to the old man and prepared to leave.
The old man suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "I am Linghu Shi from Ancheng. Thank you for saving my life!"
"You're welcome. Chinese people should help each other. Today I help you, tomorrow you help him. If everyone gives a little love, the world will be filled with warmth."
Lin Fan said with a smile.
The old man was stunned. This man was not only powerful, but also had a talent for comedy!
"Just kidding. How's your injury? Can you hold on?"
"I can hold on. Young man, you are here for the artifact as well, right?"
"Yes."
"Young man, I saved me. I have no way to repay you. I can only tell you everything I know."
"Oh? What do you know?"
Lin Fan was a little surprised. Could it be possible to learn some secrets by saving someone randomly?
"My ancestors once said: The sacred artifact is hidden in the abyss of East Island."
The old man said solemnly.