Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City
Chapter 126: The World Shaken, Lin Zhantian!

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: The World Shaken, Lin Zhantian!

"Whoosh!"

With Lin Fan’s mana withdrawn, the Molten Lava Giant Dragon dissipated, turning back into magma and flowing into the volcano’s crater!

Only then did Mount Fuji’s summit return to silence. The people at the foot of the mountain were all craning their necks in anticipation, watching the summit. None of them had expected the battle to end so swiftly, in less than half an hour!

"Is the fight over?"

"Haha! Lin Zhantian is dead!"

The group of Japanese tycoons, heads of conglomerates, chairmen of societies, and superstars all couldn’t help but burst into laughter, celebrating as if at a carnival!

Some even popped open the champagne and poured it into their flutes!

"Cheers!"

The clinking of glasses was unending.

"Alliance Hierarch Lin... has he really died?"

The faces of the Huaxia Martial Arts World’s crowd turned bitterly sour, their complexions becoming deathly pale all at once!

"How could this be possible! How could Alliance Hierarch Lin have died just like that?" Chen Wuji’s old face turned a mix of red and pale from agitation.

"Hahahaha! A mere youth dares to disrespect our Japan, good riddance! Good riddance indeed!"

"To use an old saying from your Huaxia, ’Heaven’s wrath is tolerable, but one’s own sins are inexcusable’!"

"Let’s see who would dare to underestimate our Japan from now on?"

A group of Japanese tycoons, sipping champagne, sneered and mocked without restraint!

"He’s really dead? How can this be..."

Lu Xueru stared blankly towards the snowy mountains, murmuring to herself, some part of her unable to accept it. Although she hadn’t known Lin Fan for long, she hadn’t expected him to just... die like that!

In that moment, she felt as if she had lost something exceedingly precious!

"The Sword Saint has returned!"

A chairman of a society, holding a wine glass, pointed towards Mount Fuji, only to see a black dot rapidly approaching the base of the mountain, getting closer and becoming larger!

"Haha!"

"We pay our respects to the great Sword Saint!"

The group of Japanese tycoons, conglomerate heads, chairmen of societies, and superstars all deeply bowed in the direction of Mount Fuji, their faces lit with excitement!

But when the dark figure slowly drew near, descending above the surface of the lake!

"Wait, this person... doesn’t quite look like the Sword Saint!" a tycoon murmured.

"Hiss! It’s—Lin Zhantian!"

Everyone looked up and couldn’t help but inhale a cold breath!

The person in question had black hair and black pupils, his long coat flapping in the wind, defying the laws of physics as he trod upon the void, as if walking on even ground!

The Japanese onlookers were all stunned, their bodies involuntarily trembling, and the champagne-filled glasses in their hands all fell to the ground!

"Clatter!"

"Clatter!"

"Clatter!"

"..."

A chorus of glasses shattering on the ground!

"Alliance Hierarch Lin!"

The people of the Huaxia Martial Arts World, at the sight of Lin Fan, instantly went from sorrow to joy, extremely excited!

"He’s not dead!"

Lu Xueru, who was watching from afar, let out a long sigh of relief and playfully stuck out her tongue.

"If he’s not dead, then he’s not dead. What’s there to be so agitated about!" Lu Lili rolled her eyes.

"Lin... Master Lin Zhantian, what about our Sword Saint?"

Sanki Zhengxiong pushed through the crowd, stepped forward, and stared at Lin Fan with disbelief, his facial muscles trembling slightly!

"Clang."

Lin Fan did not respond, instead, he raised his hand and threw something, making a crisp sound!

Japanese onlookers looked down and saw a long sword, blackened by burning, lying on the ground with many notches at the edge of the blade!

"This is ’Blood Moon’! It’s the Sword Saint’s personal sword!"

"The Sword Saint... He’s dead?"

A sword is with the man, when the sword is gone, so is the man!

The hearts of the Japanese onlookers clenched tightly, having just been jubilant, even popping champagne in celebration; but in less than three minutes, they suffered such a heavy blow, which no one could accept!

"Hahaha!"

The martial artists from Huaxia burst into laughter, some stomping their feet excitedly, even to the point of tears!

Only the martial artists from other countries watched Lin Fan with tremendous wariness.

In nearly everyone’s mind, it was assumed that Lin Zhantian would surely be defeated in this battle, yet the outcome was unexpected, Lin Zhantian actually won!

"What a strong person, is he really just seventeen or eighteen years old? He even slew the Sword Saint Hattori Daizo?"

"After this battle, Lin Zhantian’s name will probably truly resonate throughout the world!"

Many were inwardly shocked.

Meanwhile, not far from the foot of the mountain, at another location.

"Teacher, he... he actually won?" A middle-aged man looked up in astonishment towards the direction of the snowy mountain peak.

An old man standing by the lake with his hands behind his back, had a faint smile on his lips and nodded, saying: "He indeed won, he truly deserves the name ’Zhantian’ (War Heaven)!"

"But that was Hattori Daizo! When he entered the Kunlun Ruins sixty years ago, he only lost to Yue Wushuang in three moves, how could he just..."

The middle-aged man still couldn’t believe it, unable to accept it all.

"Hahaha!"

The elder laughed heartily, looking very pleased. Without explaining anything, he did not stay by the foothills for long and turned to leave directly!

Among the people from Japan, there was silence, with everyone bowing their heads, looking at the floor under their feet, still digesting the fact that the Sword Saint was dead!

Suddenly.

Sanki Zhengxiong took a stand, stepped forward to Lin Fan and knelt down with a trembling voice: "Lord Lin Zhantian, we admit defeat!"

"From today onwards, all grudges between us will be erased. Sanki Zhengxiong promises never to trouble you again! Should I break this oath, you may take my head at any time!"

Sanki Zhengxiong, truly deserving of being the Sect Leader of a super-conglomerate, quickly saw the reality after accepting the defeat of the Sword Saint!

"Very well."

Lin Fan slightly nodded. With his hands behind his back, he walked forward under the stunned, complex, excited, terrified, and astonished gazes of those around him!

A Japanese woman hurriedly followed behind Lin Fan. Just now, everyone thought Lin Fan was defeated, showing various expressions and attitudes, but only Longze Xueji waited calmly for Lin Fan, believing from start to finish that Lin Fan would not lose!

...

That same afternoon, the news spread across the world at the speed of light!

"What?"

"Lin Zhantian won?"

"He slew the Sword Saint of Japan atop Mount Fuji!"

"How is that possible!"

"My God, what am I hearing?"

The martial artists from various countries were in shock, simply unable to believe it could be true!

It was afternoon in the East, dawn was just breaking in the West, and many martial artists got up to the astonishing news!

Hattori Daizo of Japan, known as the foremost martial artist of Japan and having entered the Sword Saint Realm, ranked within the top ten of the Underworld’s martial artists leaderboard!

Such a person, to be slain by someone!

Many Dark Level powerhouses could not help but sigh with emotion, feeling a chill in their hearts, and secretly swore never to make an enemy of Lin Zhantian for the rest of their lives!

After this battle, everyone in the world remembered the same name: Lin Zhantian!

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