Urban Most Awesome Dad - Chapter 402

Chapter 402: Chapter 402: The Black Monster_1

Xu Fan’s golden finger energy blast shattered Huang Yechun’s black fist shadow, creating a large amount of dust and smoke.

As the dust slowly dissipated, the figures of the two men reappeared in the sight of the onlookers.

Xu Fan stood as before, still in his original place, straight as a javelin, showing no sign of abnormality, his hairstyle still intact, untainted by any dust. His Two Finger Zen pointed diagonally upward, touching the still-suspended, upside-down fist of Huang Yechun, but the latter’s state could only be described as “wretched.”

Huang Yechun’s body trembled violently, his expression one of utter horror, as if he’d seen a ghost. His right arm’s sleeve had been blown to countless shreds, with copious amounts of blood flowing; his right hand, clenched into a fist, had fingers splayed with the flesh turned inside out, the bones piercing through the skin and exposed, a gruesome sight to behold.

“This…!”

This impressive scene immediately provoked exclamations from the crowd.

Xu Fan glanced indifferently at Huang Yechun.

That look seemed to contain an unbelievable lethality.

Huang Yechun could hold on no longer; his chest caved in, and with a spurt, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood, then, like a volleyball that had been spiked, he was sent flying backward, crashing onto the steps behind him with such force that the steps shattered.

Bloodied, Huang Yechun tumbled down the steps, lying on the ground like a dead dog, breathing far more out than in, his vital energy extremely feeble, his eyes filled with terror, bereft of any former domineering arrogance.

This… damn it!

Why had it come to this?

Huang Yechun’s complexion was terribly unsightly, unable to accept the fact that he had been defeated by Xu Fan, and it was a crushing defeat at that, his face completely lost.

Xu Fan looked at him dispassionately; had he not been holding back his strength, Huang Yechun would have been a corpse by now.

Truth be told, if Xu Fan decided to take a life, he would not let his victim catch a breath.

It had to be said, Huang Yechun did have some strength. He was probably on par with Minister Qian Zongsheng from Longhu Province, and counted as one of the few highest-cultivated individuals Xu Fan had encountered on Sea Blue Star to date.

Such a person, in modern society, was practically a deity, untouchable by anyone, an invincible existence.

However, in front of Xu Fan, the reborn Immortal Emperor, he was simply no match at all.

“Huang Yechun, do you understand now?”

Xu Fan stood with his hands behind his back, looking down on him with disdain.

A chill crept through Huang Yechun’s heart.

He had already exerted his full strength just now, yet he was effortlessly defeated. How could the fight continue?

His eyes were filled with fright, and he felt extremely bitter inside.

In his view, Xu Fan now stood on the same level as those geniuses of the Ancient Martial World, an exceptional monster, whose combat strength defied all normal reasoning.

As an old Grandmaster Realm expert, Huang Yechun actually still had an ace up his sleeve.

And this ace was powerful enough to defeat Xu Fan. But he was somewhat reluctant to reveal his trump card just for the sake of dealing with Xu Fan.

However, if he didn’t reveal it, he would not be able to regain his face, and he would be laughed at wherever he went.

He quickly calmed down, forcing himself to think rationally.

If he used his ace to reclaim his dignity, it could likely affect the mission he was on, thereby ruining the Xu Family’s entire plan.

If the situation were to go awry, the consequences would be too great for ten of him to bear.

Hesitation…

Xu Fan was already slowly approaching him.

There was no time to delay; a decision had to be made.

Huang Yechun’s expression turned grave as he fiercely bit his teeth and steeled his heart, making his final decision.

He did not become a Martial Arts Grandmaster by being indecisive and overly cautious.

Although his ace was critically important and could influence the success or failure of his mission, if he could succeed in killing this harbinger of trouble, the sole son of Xu Tianlong, the family would surely remember this merit and might even absolve him of any punishment for mishandling the matter, perhaps even rewarding him.

With this thought, Huang Yechun wiped the bloody filth from his face, his eyes flashing a ferocious light, which vanished in an instant.

Seeing Huang Yechun like this, Xu Fan couldn’t help but curve his lips in a cold sneer, “The old fellow actually still wants to risk it all!”

He truly doesn’t know whether he’s alive or dead!

Xu Fan was about to make his move to plunge Huang Yechun into complete despair in the face of absolute power.

But just as he was preparing to act, he suddenly furrowed his brows and immediately ceased his attack to look toward the distance.

At this moment, the breaths of over twenty Ancient Martial Artists were rapidly approaching from afar.

Ordinary Ancient Martial Artists were automatically ignored by Xu Fan; those who could catch his attention were at least in the Qi Drawing Realm.

Among the breaths of these twenty-plus Ancient Martial Artists, there were actually three Grandmasters, and Xu Fan recognized two of them, Minister Qian Zongsheng and Protector Gao Ziling.

As for the other one, it must be someone he hadn’t met before, either a mysterious powerhouse residing in Zhonghai City or an Elder or Protector from a major family.

With so many people coming, Xu Fan was no longer in a hurry to strike.

Such an exciting scene, how could it go on without an appropriate audience?

The purpose of Xu Fan’s action was more to intimidate the petty and the weak, naturally hoping that more Ancient Martial Artists would witness his strength.

Yes… to defeat Huang Yechun in an invincible manner, thoroughly.

Huang Yechun was puzzled about why the other party had stopped, but at this time, he couldn’t be bothered to ponder. He wouldn’t miss such an excellent opportunity.

Slamming his hands into the ground beside him, his body shot up like a corpse from a coffin, instantly standing rigid. His eyes glowed with a crimson hue, his expression wooden and his gaze seemingly hollow, yet locked onto Xu Fan, as an evil aura burst forth from his body.

But then came a ghastly howl, like a fierce ghost, intermittently erupting from within Huang Yechun’s belly, spreading and rumbling outward.

“Roar~…”

The moment the roar left his body, a great amount of black mist seeped out, quickly enveloping Huang Yechun’s entire body within it.

The faces of those watching changed, looking on in horror…

The black mist twisted and boiled, entwining and interweaving, swiftly coalescing into a pitch-black monster.

The black fog monster stood nearly two zhang tall, its form brimming with explosive strength. Its hunched back was lined with rows of fierce, sharp spines. Its two arms were abnormally long, naturally reaching toward the ground; the glinting nails were like small sharp daggers, capable of easily disemboweled a person.

In the center of the monster’s forehead was a single blood-red vertical pupil, tightly closed. Its gaping maw was filled with sharp teeth, inducing terror several times greater than that of a giant shark.

As the monster’s form solidified, the aura it emitted grew increasingly wild and powerful.

In this moment, Huang Yechun seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, from an imposing python traversing the rivers to a malevolent dragon overturning the seas.

In the span of three to four breaths, the monster completed its transformation; towering in stature, it lowered its head to gaze upon Xu Fan. Its mouth opening and closing, the dagger-like teeth moving this way and that, it looked chilling to the bone.

“Heh heh… Xu Fan, you little rat, do you know fear now? It’s a pity, it’s already too late!”

A kilometer away, an advanced SUV sports car was stopped by the congested flow of traffic.

Qian Zongsheng sat in the back seat, his face filled with anxiety.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened as he looked in the direction of the Jun Tian Grand Hotel. His mouth opened in disbelief, “It’s actually evil spirit possession!”

“Evil spirit possession? What’s that?” Xiao Bai asked puzzledly.

“I’ll tell you about it later; there’s no time now,” Qian Zongsheng replied, turning his gaze to Gao Ziling, he rapidly said, “Protector Gao, things have escalated, we must hurry over.”

“Alright.”

Gao Ziling, too, felt waves of shock rising in his heart, and nodded his head solemnly in agreement.

The two immediately abandoned the car and stepped onto the roof of the car ahead, unleashing their movement techniques. In the blink of an eye, they reached dozens of meters away.

This immediately elicited exclamations from numerous drivers and passengers on the street.