Super War God in the City

Ding Shicheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned blood-red as he glared at Ling Fan approaching him like a bloodthirsty wild beast.

Humiliation and provocation, it had been so long since anyone dared to challenge him like this.

In Binzhou, no matter what rich young master he was, they had to show Ding Shicheng polite deference.

And now, someone who, in his eyes, was less than an ant, had openly challenged him, which was a great disgrace.

"Kid, have the guts to repeat what you just said," Ding Shicheng had a murderous look in his eyes and a gloomy face, truly infuriated.

The onlookers looked at Ling Fan with a veiled excitement, "So this is the Xiao family's good-for-nothing son-in-law? I thought he had been scared off a long time ago, but he actually dared to show up, and it looks like he's here to cause trouble, quite interesting!"

"Heh, a waste thrown out of the family, I really don't know where you get the nerve to be so arrogant, thinking you're a good fighter? If you kneel down and apologize to Young Master Ding now, maybe you can save your pathetic life," Fang Jun sneered coldly.

At the sight of Ling Fan, Xiao Jingjing felt somewhat fearful in her heart, mainly because of the domineering presence Ling Fan had left her with at the Xiao family.

However, she quickly came to her senses and, thinking of the many people present and that she had shown weakness, became annoyed and spoke mockingly:

"Hmph, ignorance breeds fearlessness. You even dare to offend Young Master Ding, I don't know whether to praise your courage or call it utter stupidity, do you really think no one can handle you?"

Li Mengying felt full of contempt, confident as if holding all the aces, quietly watching from the side, eagerly anticipating how Ding Shicheng would torture this waste.

Just then, Liu Yuqiong, who had caught up from behind, said anxiously, "Ling Fan, have you lost your mind? Now's not the time for you to be putting on a brave front. If you still care about Chu Bing, then listen to me."

She was confident she could take Ling Fan away, but by doing so, she would be offending both the Li Family and the Ding family.

By this time, Ding Shicheng had regained his composure, but the chill deep in his eyes was icy cold.

Liu Yuqiong's support of Ling Fan surprised him, but today he was determined not to save face for anyone.

"Damn it, if you can't earn my forgiveness today, nobody's face will mean a thing!" Ding Shicheng's tone was chillingly cold, fueled by anger from Ling Fan's earlier arrogance.

The crowd, having just heard Liu Yuqiong's words, realized that this fool had come to play the hero, thinking he had some backing.

Ling Fan arrived in front of the group, pausing in his steps, and everyone thought he was about to back down.

"Ah, young people nowadays are prone to impulsiveness, brimming with youth and vigor, but arrogance requires capital. However, with such a disgraced reputation, to have this much courage is an accomplishment in itself; he has already outdone himself."

"Heh, thought he was so tough, probably just had a brain cramp earlier, now it's too late to regret it, a waste will always be a waste, how could he possibly turn things upside down?"

Liu Yuqiong remained silent on the side, one can lack strength but should not lack brains.

Seeking momentary thrill only to pay a greater price and suffer greater humiliation, that's foolishness.

Out of respect for Chu Bing, she had done her utmost. If Ling Fan stubbornly pursued his own humiliation, she couldn't be blamed.

In everyone's eyes, Ling Fan's silence was him backing down, after posturing so boldly earlier, he would now have to act like much more of a scaredy-cat, he was pure fool.

All present wore expressions of schadenfreude, waiting for the scene that was about to unfold.

But then Ling Fan's lips curved into a smile, and he suddenly snorted coldly, "Didn't hear clearly, huh? I said lie down like a dog at my feet, motherf****r, did you get that clear this time?"

If Ling Fan's earlier words had stunned the crowd, now they were completely dumbfounded.

"Wasn't he supposed to kneel and beg, wailing for forgiveness?" some in the crowd widened their eyes.

"Arrogant, way too arrogant," Liu Jian's eyes widened.

"Courting death, does he really think Young Master Ding wouldn't dare to kill him?" anticipation shined in Xiao Jingjing's eyes.

"Seen brainless folks before, but never one so unafraid of dying," Fang Jun had a look of watching a dead man.

Li Mengying's brows furrowed, her gaze fixed intently on Ling Fan.

Ding Shicheng was taken aback, then burst out laughing with rage, "Good, very good, you f***ing provoked me successfully."

Ling Fan sneered, "Heh, I look forward to your anger!"

Ding Shicheng's eyes narrowed, his face turned ashen, and his fists creaked.

"What, ready to make a move?" Ling Fan scoffed, his face full of disdain.

"F*** it, die!" Ding Shicheng roared in anger, utterly unleashed.

His feet moved as swift as the wind, raising his fist that had been ready for a long time and aiming it straight for Ling Fan's face.

Seeing this scene, Liu Jian, Xiao Jingjing, and others all laughed.

Everyone already knew about Ding Shicheng's fierceness, especially Fang Jun and Li Mengying, who were brimming with confidence.

As Ding Shicheng's punch was about to descend upon Ling Fan, the crowd seemed to foresee Ling Fan's skull cracking the next second, his face covered in blood, begging for mercy in pain.

Xiao Jingjing and others watched indifferently. Whether it was the speed or the power, Ding Shicheng's punch had reached a terrifying level.

The moment before the punch fell, Ling Fan calmly raised his hand and threw a punch of his own.

In his eyes, Ding Shicheng's speed was too slow, and his power, too weak.

Xiao Jingjing and the rest sneered at this, seeing Ling Fan's action as a death wish.

Liu Yuqiong's heart had reached its extreme tension, hardly bearing to watch. She even began to imagine the miserable state Ling Fan would soon be in.

Ding Shicheng did not expect Ling Fan to resist, and sneered with malice, "Seeking death!"

In the blink of an eye, fist met fist.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

Xiao Jingjing and the rest took the sound for granted, but in the next second, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable, they were petrified.

They saw Ding Shicheng flying back like a broken rag doll, his arm twisted at a horrifying angle, flipping through the air for five or six meters before crashing to the ground.

His complexion was as pale as a corpse's, his face so distorted and contorted it had changed shape, and his eyes looking at Ling Fan seemed like they could devour him.

In the exchange, the one lying on the ground turned out to be Young Master Ding?

Xiao Jingjing and the others were momentarily unable to accept this reality. Wasn't Young Master Ding professionally trained by a Martial Arts Master?

"Damn it, I am the heir to the Ding Corporation, you're dead meat!" Ding Shicheng shouted miserably. The pain was so intense he wished he could pass out.

"How... how... can this be?" Xiao Jingjing and others felt as if they had been struck by lightning, their minds reeling.

Someone in the crowd was the first to regain their senses and couldn't help but sigh, "Ding Wanchang finally had a son in his later years and doted on him excessively. The Ding Corporation is one of the top conglomerates in Binzhou.

Almost no one disrespects them. This loser son-in-law of the Xiao Family is finished. To have hurt Ding Wanchang's son, just wait for his terrifying wrath."

"Step! Step! Step!"

Ling Fan walked towards Ding Shicheng step by step, showing no peculiarity, still as calm as ever.

To this point, Ding Shicheng was still in a dazed state. Although he had not stepped into the realm of a martial artist, he was still a high-level practitioner in the mid-stage of body tempering; his punch carried at least three to five hundred pounds of force. Had he really been defeated just like that?

And by that waste? Especially in front of Li Mengying, which was a total humiliation—this he couldn't accept.

Watching Ling Fan draw closer, he couldn't help but say in terror, "What are you trying to do?"

Liu Yuqiong, as if awoken from a dream, was completely dumbfounded. Ling Fan had already offended the Li Family, and now the Ding family as well. Did he no longer wish to live?

"Ling Fan, you've gone mad. Do you know what you're doing? You can't afford to offend Young Master Ding; stop right now," Liu Yuqiong urged anxiously.

Xiao Jingjing and others finally came back to their senses, and with shock and anger, shouted, "Ling Fan, apologize to Young Master Ding right away. There might still be a chance for you. Otherwise, even Xiao Chubing could be dragged down by you."

But even though they said this, their hearts were bursting with joy, thinking about how the Ding family would deal with him and put an end to his arrogance.

"Do you know how powerful the Ding Corporation is? If you don't get Young Master Ding's forgiveness, you won't even know how you died in Binzhou," Liu Jian also rebuked coldly.

"Ling Fan, don't let your emotions get the better of you. Just lower your head, and I can plead on your behalf," Liu Yuqiong said, her face pale as she urged again.

Ling Fan, as if deaf to the surrounding voices, walked straight up to Ding Shicheng, crouched down next to him.

"Was it you who asked me to kneel and apologize just now? Do you think that Ding Wanchang will definitely protect you, that the Ding Corporation is so amazing?"

Ding Shicheng, meeting Ling Fan's cold gaze, inexplicably felt a shiver in his heart!

"Now, I'll give you a chance. Call the most powerful person you can find. I want to see who dares to come to your rescue!

But before that, you must kneel before me and repent wholeheartedly!" Ling Fan's voice was like that from the netherworld—cold, indifferent, unquestionable.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Ling Fan as if he were a madman, and even Xiao Jingjing and the rest opened their mouths wide, filled with disbelief.