Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City
Chapter 92 Where is Chen Fan!

Chapter 92: Chapter 92 Where is Chen Fan!

Ding Yao and Hao watched the scene unfold and burst into laughter.

"This guy is killing me, he went to hit on someone, and they totally ignored him, I bet he’s dying of embarrassment right now!" Ding Yao was in great spirits.

Ding Ling felt puzzled and thought to herself, how could Chen Fan, who already had such an exceptional beauty like Su Qingyan, still feel the need to hit on other pretty girls when he saw them?

She walked over and asked, "Chen Fan, what were you doing just now?"

Chen Fan replied indifferently, "Nothing much."

Ding Ling thought to herself, "That girl’s beauty is on par with Qingyan’s, could it be that Chen Fan is also the kind who flirts around?"

Just then, Hao scoffed, "Stop pretending, everyone saw you trying to hit on her, only to be given the cold shoulder."

"Let me tell you, that is none other than Lu Qinghuan, the young Miss of the Lu Family from Jiangnan Province. She is the Pride of the Heavens, how could she possibly fall for someone like you?"

Chen Fan didn’t care. His perspective was different because of his different realm; arguing with them would only show his folly.

Ding Yao’s eyes widened with curiosity, "The Lu Family from Jiangnan Province? The same Lu Family that’s touted as one of the three great Martial Arts noble houses? What’s she doing here in Jiangbei Province?"

Hao said, "Who knows, but her appearance here, eight or nine times out of ten, must be because of that mysterious master. So far, the rumors say the master is very young, and to be a match for the senior brother of Extreme Path Martial Hall, his strength must be unfathomable. Being young and powerful, his future accomplishments are boundless. Maybe Miss Lu has taken a liking to him."

Instantly, Ding Yao’s face was full of envy.

Chen Fan curled his lip; he had no interest in this Miss Lu whatsoever.

If it wasn’t for a unique power within her, Chen Fan wouldn’t have given her a second glance.

Seeing Chen Fan’s reaction, Ding Yao looked at him disdainfully, "What, you seem upset?"

Hao chuckled, "Miss Lu traveled all the way from Jiangnan to Jiangbei for the mysterious master, and he can’t even exchange half a sentence with her, of course, he’s upset."

Ding Yao let out a laugh, "Look at yourself in the mirror, how could you compare with the mysterious master? To be jealous like this, it’s just ridiculous."

Chen Fan really was speechless, he turned around, ignoring the two of them.

...

Elsewhere.

Lu Qinghuan stared at the arena, a tinge of nervosity in her gaze, "Third Uncle, is Li Yuancang’s opponent today really as young as the rumors say?"

Her Third Uncle turned his head with a smile, "Don’t worry, Miss. We have confirmed with Extreme Path Martial Hall that the individual is indeed only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, about the same age as you, Miss."

Lu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "But today is the Life-and-Death Arena. What if he dies by Li Yuancang’s hand?"

The Third Uncle was also somewhat worried, "This... I don’t know either. Let’s just watch. If he defeats Li Yuancang, it will prove that he truly is a one-in-a-million genius, and only then will he be worthy of you, Miss. If he loses, then we’ll just look for another."

Another middle-aged man interjected comfortingly, "Yes, Miss, don’t think too much right now. In the vast land of Huaxia, there is always someone suitable to suppress the chill in your body."

Lu Qinghuan nodded and fell silent.

...

Three o’clock.

The sky was a bit overcast.

People crowded in People’s Square felt a bit stiflingly hot.

"It’s already three o’clock, why is there still no movement at the arena?" someone complained.

No sooner had the words left their mouth than everyone felt a cool breeze coming from the front, dispersing the stuffy heat from their bodies.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look up there on the stage!"

All heads turned to look in the direction of the southeast.

They saw on the high platform in the southeast corner of the square, a figure in blue standing with arms folded behind his back, the Qi Force emanating from his body stirring the leaves around him, causing a rustling sound.

"Li Yuancang!"

"Senior Brother of Extreme Path Martial Hall!"

"Chief disciple of Jiangbei’s number one expert, Huang Tianba!"

People shouted out the newcomer’s titles one after another.

Li Yuancang looked at the crowd that packed the arena tight as a drum, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Then he took a dagger from behind him and threw it with his Inner Strength.

The dagger flew swiftly toward the direction of the arena.

Li Yuancang leaped up, lightly tapped the dagger with the tip of his foot, and quickly jumped forward.

With the boost of Inner Strength, the dagger did not fall because of Li Yuancang’s step on it.

In this way, he successfully leaped onto the arena from above people’s heads and looked down at the vast sea of people with a proud stance.

The dagger was also firmly embedded in the arena.

The entire People’s Square was boiling with excitement.

"Grandmaster! This is a real Martial Arts Grandmaster!"

"Skimming the water like a dragonfly, borrowing force from a dagger, easily crossing over a hundred meters of crowd—this technique is even more amazing than what’s shown on TV!"

"Today I’m fortunate to have seen a true Grandmaster, truly a blessing of three lifetimes!"

...

Hao was dumbfounded as he stared at Li Yuancang on the arena, muttering to himself, "Is... is this a Grandmaster? Could I one day, be as majestic as him, enjoying the reverence of thousands?"

Ding Yao jumped up excitedly, her eyes brimming with tears, "I finally saw a Grandmaster! I finally saw a Grandmaster!"

Even Ding Ling, who was not that interested in Martial Arts, was shocked at this moment, "Through martial arts training, humans can actually achieve things that seem utterly impossible. Is this really not a TV production?"

Chen Fan examined Li Yuancang on the arena, felt the tremendous force of Inner Strength within him, and revealed a satisfied smile on his face.

"The gap between an Inner Strength expert and a Grandmaster truly is like the difference between heaven and earth. Compared to Liu Hualong, his Senior Brother does have a bit of an expert’s style," Chen Fan muttered to himself.

However, he soon shook his head, "If I were still at the seventh layer of Qi Refinement, I would be able to have a good fight with him, but unfortunately, I broke through to the eighth layer of Qi Cultivation last night, my strength has improved even further, so there’s no suspense in today’s fight."

Hao, coming back to his senses from the shock, said, "Li Yuancang has arrived, so has his opponent arrived too?"

Ding Yao quickly looked around, "Li Yuancang’s entrance was so cool, so his opponent must also be explosively handsome. I need to capture it well with my phone!"

Not far away, Lu Qinghuan clenched her fists and turned her head to scan her surroundings.

Everyone was looking forward to the appearance of Li Yuancang’s opponent.

Seeing that Chen Fan hadn’t shown up, Li Yuancang scanned the crowd, stepped forward, and bellowed like thunder, "Where is Chen Fan!"

Hao, Ding Yao, and Ding Ling were all taken aback.

"I... I didn’t mishear just now, did I? He called out for Chen Fan?" Ding Ling asked, glancing tentatively towards Chen Fan.

Ding Yao was incredulous, "Maybe it’s just someone with the same name. He’s not the only one named Chen Fan."

Hao nodded in agreement, looking down at Chen Fan with disdain, "You’ve got quite the luck, to share a name with such an amazing expert in martial arts in your family."

Chen Fan gave a sardonic smile and walked straight towards the arena.

Seeing this, Ding Yao hurriedly stopped him, "What are you doing!"

Chen Fan turned his head and glanced at her, "Going up to fight, what else would you all watch today?"