The Rebirth of the Eternal Caliphate

Ch.57

Everyone looked at Chen Fan.

"Are you crazy? Sit down!" Xiao Wang growled at Chen Fan.

"Didn't you see that no tycoon Jiang Bei dared to speak a word, you're looking to die!"

Xiao Wang was confident that if Chen Fan tagged Lin Hu, not only would Chen Fan be in trouble, but the surrounding people would also suffer collateral damage.

While thinking, Xiao Wang glared at Chen Fan and wished he could make the boy disappear.

Yang Li and the girl's face paled. When they wondered if it was too late to pull Chen Fan back to his seat, they saw Lin Hu looking towards them.

Xiao Wang and his companions felt a chill in their spines after being glared at by Lin Hu's murderous gaze. They looked down and did not even dare to move a finger. Meanwhile, they hoped that Lin Hu would not drag them into his conflict with Chen Fan.

Suddenly, the people around Chen Fan took a step away from him, as none of them wanted to come into contact with him.

Brother Zhang was the first to distance himself from Chen Fan and stand farthest away from him.

Song Tao's performance had robbed her of her confidence, while Lin Hu's arrival had shattered any ambitions she still kept to be the winner of the event.

Chen Fan was surrounded by spectators and had become the center of the event.

Only A'Xiu was standing next to him. Apart from the poor life of the girl, she is kind and has a heart of gold.

A'Xiu tugged at Chen Fan's shirt and pleaded, "Sister Chen, sit down, I beg of you. The man on stage is too scary."

“Do not be afraid, I can handle it.” Chen Fan gave the girl a reassuring smile.

And then, he rubbed the top of A'Xiu's head and said:

"Thank you for standing with me. You have a promise that I will give you a chance in the future, as long as you can catch that opportunity first."

Without offering any explanation for his words, he rubbed A'Xiu's finger on his shirt and walked towards the stage with his hands tied behind his back.

A'Xiu was left among the crowd. The picture of Chen Fan's warm and caring smile remained on his mind and would not disappear.

Suddenly, he felt an unnamed sense of regret and sorrow as tears streamed down his eyes.

Chen Fan sauntered onto the stage, and the audience quickly made way for him.

Most people glared at him as if he was a crazy job. Some who still had a conscience urged the boy with concern, "Hey, little boy. He's looking for Mr. Chen, not you. Stop that!"

Everyone thought Mr. Chen was a middle-aged man in his forties, like Mr. Wu. However, this brat was only seventeen years old, and people found it hard to believe that he was Mr. Chen.

Chen Fan smiled and remained silent as he sauntered.

When he arrived at the foot of the stage, he stared at the stage deck above his head and began to climb onto the stage. The entrance was the most splendid compared to the previous fighters who jumped onto the stage valiantly.

When Xu Ao saw the boy go up on stage, he felt that the boy looked very familiar, and therefore he narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. When he realized that it was indeed Chen Fan, he was caught by the unease.

Although he was unhappy with the boy's arrogance, the girl was infatuated with him, and as Xu Rongfei's father, he couldn't just sit back and watch the boy perish. Lin Hu's nickname was Alaskan Tiger, and little did the boy know that the nickname carried countless unfortunate souls who had once committed the same mistakes as him.

"What are you doing here? Get off the stage!"

Xu Ao shouted at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan said cynically, "He's looking for me."

Xu Ao wished he could walk onto the stage and slap the boy in the face. Instead, he shouted hotly, "He's looking for MASTER Chen, not you!

"Do you think someone who has Chen's last name is a Master?"

Like most attendees, Xu Ao could not make the connection between the boy and Mr. Chen's image.

Chen Fan blinked in surprise and said, "Yes, I am Mr. Chen."

Xu Ao's mind staggered. He felt barking at the stump of a tree.

At that moment, Master Gu had gone up on stage and walked up to Chen Fan and scolded him hotly, "Get lost, young man. You can't even defeat me, let alone Lin Hu.

"Back now! Lin Hu was an honorable warrior; he would not hold a grudge against an arrogant child."

Therefore, he squeezed his face at Chen Fan, asking him to get off the stage and save himself.

Lin Hu crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at the boy in a daze.

Based on his experience, he could tell that this brat had never undergone a full day of martial training.

He couldn't even defeat any bodyguards, let alone Linbao. Moreover, it took a long time to cultivate Inner Strength and therefore the users of the Inner Force should be at least as old as Master Gu.

However, the boy in front of him matched Xin Zhong's description of Mr. Chen.

"After all, since he has the courage to challenge me, I must make an example out of him and show everyone what will happen if they rise up against me."

Lin Hu thought to himself as his eyes darkened.

The other businessmen on the platform looked at Chen Fan with equal lamentation and admiration.

They admired his courage to rise up against Lin Hu. However, they also regretted his short gaze due to his young age.

Miss Lu said in a whisper,

"Uncle Four, can you save him? We can't just sit and watch a boy get killed."

Fourth Uncle shook his head helplessly.

"Saving can't be of any use. Lin Hu was determined to consolidate power in the Jiang Bei region. If we stand now, we will be the first faction to be eliminated."

He is very optimistic about the outcome of this year's tournament and has not the slightest doubt that they will emerge victorious. However, Lin Hu's arrival had completely ruined his plan.

Lin Hu was not what he really feared; it was the power behind Lin Hu, a power that had more power than all the factions at the table combined.

“It seems that all this time I stayed under the rock,” Miss Lu complained.

Many audience members thought the same thing:

"This brat's a crazy job, if he wants to put death on trial, then let him."

A'Xiu was so distressed by the situation that he might cry at any moment.

Suddenly, Lin Hu said thinly:

"I'm looking for a Master, not just anyone whose last name is Chen. But of course, I will agree if you really want to fight with me. But I warn you; it will be very painful."

Chen Fan was unaffected by the martial arts grandmaster walking on the water and was almost invincible. He rubbed his nose and said lightly:

"If you're looking for Mr. Chen who has defeated your brother, then you're looking at him right now."

Everyone was shocked by what they heard.

"What did he say? Did he say that he was Mr Chen?"

The business tycoons sitting on the platform were also startled by the revelation.

"real?"

Lin Hu was stunned and did not speak a word for a while.

Chen Fan said again, "Your brother, Linbao's martial arts are laughable. I scared him with just one move, and he turned his tail, so I had to follow it up with another."

Chen Fan ignored the severe expression on Lin Hu's face and continued: "I think your teacher Lei Qianjue will come to avenge him, so I've prepared some de grace coups just in case, but since it's just you, I guess I didn't do it." Don't have to prepare after all.

"Despite this, you have quite a creative mind. I've never thought of walking on water before, good for you!"

He had pondered the technique that Lin Hu used to walk on water and was therefore late to answer Lin Hu's challenge.

Although Chen Fan was impressed by the water walking skill when he first saw it, after he thought about it, he realized that it was just a ruse and was less practical to use.

Zhou Tianhao finally calmed down and jumped out of his chair.

"Master Chen, you're finally here!

"Mr Chen, please teach Lin Hu a lesson on behalf of all the residences of the Jiang Bei region."

At first, the attendants were unable to believe what they had heard, but after a while, they finally accepted the fact that the boy was really Master Chen.

He was the one who had defeated Linbao and caused a commotion that prompted overseas grandmasters to come to China and take revenge.

So shocked was Xu Ao that he could only gape at Che Fan.

"Chen .. Is Chen Fan, Mr Chen? How's it possible?"

He had seen all the background details of Chen Fan and found that apart from being a solid fighter, he was nothing out of the ordinary. He found it hard to believe that under the usual appearance of Chen Fan was a great grandmaster who used lightning.

Xu Ao bet that Linbao's strength should not be too far away from Lin Hu. If Chen Fan could easily defeat Linbao, how strong would that brat really be?

Yang Li and his companions stood with their mouths open in surprise. None of them can form words. After a while, A'Xiu seemed to have recalled something, and he shouted:

"No wonder Boss Zhang called him Mr. Chen. I think it is just a strange custom of Chu Zhou City.

"So you really are Mr. Chen."

A'Xiu looked at the powerful Master Chen who was grinning casually at his deadly opponent. He admitted that he was wrong about this boy.

"So, IT'S YOU!"

Lin Hu muttered to himself. Then he shouted out in a loud voice.

"I don't care who you are!

"You have defeated my brother and humiliated my sect! I will avenge my brother today!"

Before his voice faced, he stepped on the ground as his body surged. Meanwhile, a white mist formed around the developing skeleton. He stretched out both hands and swept away the mist with his surprisingly deft fingers. In an instant, that formless fog had formed many thin threads.

The threads wrapped around Lin Hu. They were so sharp that they could pierce through metal easily. If one such thread landed on a human body, it would almost certainly kill that person directly.

The shocked look on Fourth Uncle evaporated and was replaced by serious concern.

"He had unleashed the Internal Troops and formed a thread of Qi. This was the famous coupe boon of the Hong Sect."

"Thousand Tricks!"

Chen Fan smiled lightly and then said:

"You've just reached the Perfect state, so in theory, you won't be able to project your internal power out yet. I believe you used your sect's Secret Art.

"Good, fine. I guess I'll show you the true power of Martial Arts." Chen Fan raised both hands and closed his fingers. It was as if he had grabbed the fabric of time and space.

"True Martial Thirty-Six Shape"

"First Form: Skyfall Hammer!"