Becoming Sovereign in Everlasting World

"Aiyo, you truly scared me to death. Let me tell you, I am protected by a huge character. Whoever offends me will be unlucky." The fatty had a disdainful look on his face as he sat cross-legged on the stone platform in a condescending manner.

"Humph, damn fatty, I want to see how long you can continue acting for." Fan Tong let out a cold snort. The spiritual energy near his body was being mobilized, and he was ready to attack at any moment.

"Let me tell you!" You, don't come near me. I was afraid the moment you came over, I didn't know that I would do something I don't even know myself. " The fat guy looked a little scared, but he said seriously.

"Hmph, putting on a show, Earth Splitting Hand." Fan Tong did not pay any attention to him and directly struck out with his palm. The earthen yellow palm print brought with it a supreme pressure as it directly attacked the fatty. The faces of the surrounding people all changed.

"This fatty is in trouble. He'll probably be bedridden for months."

"Sigh …"

Many people could already imagine the scene of Fatty being ravaged by that palm strike. Unable to bear it, they closed their eyes.

"Bang!"

Just as the palm print was about to land on Fatty's body, layers of ripples appeared in the air, as if a layer of membrane was blocking the brownish-yellow palm print. Because Fan Tong had rushed over, he was hit by the rebound force and sent into the ground, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere.

When the crowd reacted to that, they still did not dare to believe their eyes. They rubbed their eyes one after the other, and with widened eyes and stunned expressions, the scene was completely different from what they imagined. The fatty, who should have fallen flat on his back, was sitting there perfectly, while Fan Tong was lying on the ground with his face towards the sky.

"Pfft!" "Cough!"

Fan Tong, who was lying in the pit, felt his internal energy being damaged and his spirit energy being repelled. He felt a sweet taste in his throat as he spat out dark red blood.

"Brother!" Fan Gao was the first to recover from his shock as he hurriedly stepped forward to lend a hand.

"Don't move, the bones are broken." Fan Tong tried his best to speak in a vague manner, supporting himself on the ground with one hand.

What, this Fan Tong was his big brother. Fan Gao thought that he understood him quite well. A Houtian fifth stage disciple was already considered one of the top existences in the outer sect of the Imperial Sword Sect. How could this be possible for a fatty that he had never seen before to break his elder brother's ribs without even making a move?

This, this was too terrifying. Fan Gao carefully moved to his brother's side, his body also trembling uncontrollably.

Fan Tong looked at the fatty in horror. From the beginning, he did not see what help the fatty had. Moreover, he could not sense the spiritual energy fluctuations coming from Fan Tong's body, which was why he dared to make a move.

However, what he didn't expect was that right when he clapped, there was a wall blocking his spiritual energy. No matter how much strength he used, it seemed to be impossible to break through.

Moreover, this invisible wall also had the effect of rebound. The harder he tried to counter it, the more powerful the force became.

As the name implied, an attack that could split open the earth. If it hit a person, at least if they didn't die, they would break several bones, causing the person to be in so much pain that they wished they were dead. He had always been angry about Fan Gao's matter, but just now, the fatty had given him some face.

He was angry to the point that he didn't even consider the consequences. He directly used this sinister move to let the other party know that he wasn't that easy to deal with. He wanted to use this opportunity to establish his authority and warn the others. But in the end, he was the one who was harmed. Right now, there were several broken ribs on his chest.

Fan Tong started to feel some lingering fear. From the beginning till the end, this fatty had never attacked, and even if he had, he could not possibly do so without the spiritual energy spreading out from his body. Could it be that what he said was true, that he was being protected by some great figure, and this person's strength … The more Fan Tong thought about it, the more shocked he became. His back unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

"B-big brother, this fatty must have used some kind of demonic technique, it's definitely a demonic technique." "I'll go call people, call people …" Fan Gao's voice was trembling, but he still spoke with some unwillingness in his heart.

"Pa!"

But before he could finish, a resounding slap landed right on his face, causing him to sit on the ground.

"Hurry up and apologize to this young master." Fan Tong roared furiously after he had slapped his opponent.

At this moment, Fan Gao was stunned. Why did his big brother hit me for no reason? But when he saw Fan Tong's expression, he understood. This fatty was someone even his big brother couldn't afford to offend. This fatty wasn't bragging, but it was very likely that someone was behind this fatty's back.

At this moment, Fan Gao was shocked by his own thoughts, and his legs went weak. He directly knelt on the ground.

"Brother, oh, no, sir. I have eyes but I cannot recognize Mount Tai. Since you have offended me, please treat me like a piece of ass!" Fan Gao fearfully kowtowed, muttering nonstop.

Everyone looked at the scene as it rapidly turned around, unable to recover from their shock. Their faces were full of astonishment.

"Hey, why do you think this is necessary? Forget it, as long as you hand over all your primeval stones, I'll let you guys go. " The fatty had a harmless look on his face. Not only did he not feel comfortable, he even made those who saw him tremble in fear.

"Yes, yes." Fan Gao nodded without the slightest hesitation. If his brother Fan Tong had no objections, then what else could he say?

He hurriedly untied the storage bag at his waist, then staggered to Fan Tong's side, and took the storage bag he had prepared with him. His body trembled as he walked to Fatty's side. He handed the bag over with his hands and lowered his head, not daring to look at it directly.

"Aiya, you. Don't do that again, you know? "If we offend someone even more troublesome than me, then that's not good. There aren't many good people like me." The fatty patted Fan Gao's shoulder, sighing as he shook his head.

This sentence sounded extremely comical from Fatty's mouth, but no one dared to comment on it. It was because they knew that the fatty in front of them was truly too mysterious, and his temperament was also very strange. It was best not to cause trouble for them.

Fan Gao did not have the guts to do so. After being patted by the fatty, his legs went limp, and his body trembled even more violently. At this moment, he had already been cursing in his heart for a long time. Only now did he realize that when he bullied other people, they were probably the same as him!

"This young master is called Jin Yuan, we welcome your next time to harass you." The fatty grinned, and under his white teeth, the hearts of everyone present trembled. The Fan brothers were truly unlucky to have messed with this fatty.

Of course, the name of Jin Yuan was deeply engraved in everyone's mind. It was not just curiosity about his mysteriousness, but his means that had been etched into their hearts.