I Can Merge Techniques-Chapter 86 - 85: I’ll Treat You to Dirt

The saber-wearing disciple froze, not expecting such a response from Chu Fan.

His expression shifted, and he looked ready to explode.

But when he caught the calm, sharp glint in Chu Fan’s eyes, an inexplicable chill shot through him. He swallowed the rebuke that was on the tip of his tongue.

He thought to himself, ’Starting something in the dining hall would be unwise...’

"Fine! Just you wait!" He shot Chu Fan a vicious glare, spat out the words, and stormed away.

The atmosphere in the dining hall grew tense as whispers started to break out.

"That Sun Zixuan is one of Boss Zhou’s men from the Cyan Wood Hall. Chu Fan just snubbed him. He’s asking for trouble."

"Not necessarily... I heard Master Zhou paid a steep price to get Chu Fan into the Cyan Wood Hall yesterday. He almost came to blows with the other Incense Masters over it. Who would dare touch a genius like that?"

"The day Chu Fan defeated Ling Feng, Boss Zhou’s sword strike was meant to kill him. If Senior Sister Qingxue hadn’t intervened..."

"But Chu Fan’s talent is miles ahead of Ling Feng’s. Why would Boss Zhou make an enemy of him for Ling Feng?"

"Exactly. Why would he cause trouble for a genius he fought so hard to recruit?"

The short, stout youth sitting across from Chu Fan couldn’t help but advise, "Fan, Boss Sun came looking for you. What if it was on the Incense Master’s orders? Shouldn’t you go see him?"

But Chu Fan acted as if he hadn’t heard a thing. He continued to eat in silence, not stopping until he’d picked his bowl clean of the braised pork knuckle.

After his meal, he headed out of the dining hall.

The stout youth followed close behind, a nervous look on his face.

The moment he stepped out of the dining hall, a crowd of people swarmed forward, surrounding him completely.

The stout youth hurriedly said, "Senior Brothers, there must be a misunderstanding. Chu Fan was just having his meal..."

Before he could finish, someone shoved him hard. He hit the ground with a thud, grimacing in pain but not daring to make a sound.

"Excellent..."

Chu Fan cracked a grin. "I like this attitude. Simple and direct. No wasted words, just straight to the fists."

"What a coincidence..."

His gaze turned cold. "So do I!"

Before the words had even faded, he was already moving.

He lunged forward, his Bear Form Shattering Fist smashing straight into the chest of the man who had pushed the stout youth!

The punch was incredibly fast and fierce!

The man had no time to react. With a pained cry, he was sent flying backward, tumbling across the ground several times!

Sun Zixuan and his cronies stared at the man on the ground. Blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth as he clutched his chest, whimpering. He couldn’t even get back on his feet.

"You bastard!" A vicious glint flashed in Sun Zixuan’s eyes. "You dare touch my men?"

"Touch your men? You provoke me, and I’ll stomp you to death without a second thought!" Chu Fan reached down, pulled the stout youth to his feet, brushed the dust off his clothes, and motioned for him to back away.

He then turned to Sun Zixuan and sized him up, a look of dawning realization on his face. "You’re... oh, right. You’re that Sun... son of a bitch."

"My name is Sun Zixuan!" Sun Zixuan shrieked, instantly bristling like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He took a step forward and said coldly, "Chu Fan, learn your place! Around here, if you’re a dragon, you coil; if you’re a tiger, you crouch!"

"We tried to be nice when we came looking for you yesterday afternoon, but you chose the hard way. And now..."

Before he could finish, Chu Fan cut him off. His voice was still level, but laced with mockery. "I don’t care for the easy way or the hard way. But I can offer you something else to eat."

The moment Sun Zixuan froze in confusion!

Chu Fan struck like lightning!

He dropped his stance, and his right leg shot out like a powerful, long-drawn bowstring finally released. A swift, brutal front kick slammed solidly into Sun Zixuan’s unprotected stomach!

THUD!

A heavy thud was followed by Sun Zixuan’s agonized grunt.

He was thrown backward as if struck by a rampaging bull, his feet leaving the ground. He even crashed into two of his lackeys behind him who couldn’t get out of the way in time.

The three of them tumbled into a heap, crying out in pain.

It all happened so fast that the others hadn’t even processed it.

’This Chu Fan has some nerve!’

’He just broke through to the Blood Nourishing realm and became a Seven Stars Gang disciple, and he already dares to attack Boss Sun?’

"Fuck! What are you spacing out for? Get him!"

Someone’s shout snapped the remaining five or six men out of their daze. With furious roars, they rushed forward, their fists and kicks whistling through the air as they aimed for Chu Fan’s vital points. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Faced with the group attack, Chu Fan was unfazed. His body swayed as he advanced instead of retreating.

His footwork was intricate, allowing him to weave between the flurry of fists and kicks like a slippery fish, each movement perfectly evading an attack.

At the same time, his hands, balled into fists, moved with deadly precision. One moment, they were like a swallow’s beak, pecking accurately at an opponent’s wrist;

the next, they were like a pouncing tiger, fierce and domineering, felling anyone they struck;

and the next, they were like a viper striking from its den, cunning and vicious, aimed squarely at their weak points...

He wielded the Twelve Forms Fist with effortless mastery, switching between forms with a fluidity that showed he had grasped its true essence.

The sickening thuds of fists on flesh, agonized screams, and the cringe-worthy crunch of breaking bones filled the air.

In a single exchange, the five or six men who had rushed him were all on the ground in pathetic heaps—

some clutching their arms and screaming,

others curled up like shrimp, groaning in agony.

None of them had any fight left.

The entire fight was clean and decisive, over in the span of three breaths!

Not far away, the stout youth and the other onlookers were completely dumbfounded!

’So the rumors were true? That Chu Fan took on three Blood Saber Sect disciples in the Blood Nourishing Realm on Xingning Street and seriously injured them all?’

’How could Blood Nourishing Realm experts be as weak as paper tigers before him?’

’No, wait!’

’That Sun Zixuan is one of Zhou Ye’s men, and he’s in the Blood Refining Realm!’

’And Chu Fan only just broke through to the Blood Nourishing Realm yesterday!’

Chu Fan simply patted his sleeves, as if brushing off a bit of dust.

’In this chaotic world where the strong devour the weak, might makes right!’

’If I didn’t have this strength, and if I didn’t have Cao Feng watching my back, I’d have no choice but to endure this pack of wolves led by Sun Zixuan!’

’But now, I have no reason to tolerate any of it!’

He slowly walked over to Sun Zixuan, who had just struggled to sit up. His face was ghastly pale and slick with cold sweat. Chu Fan loomed over him.

Before Sun Zixuan could speak, Chu Fan bent down, shot out a hand, and shoved his head straight into the dirt!

"I told you I don’t care for the easy way or the hard way. I’d rather you eat dirt!"

"MMph! MMMPH!"

Sun Zixuan scrabbled at the ground, struggling for his life.

But Chu Fan’s strength was far greater than his. Without even needing to use his Qi Blood Power, just the raw strength of his Vajra Iron Fist was enough to hold Sun Zixuan’s head down, rendering him immobile.

The men he’d brought with him could only stare wide-eyed at the scene, not one of them daring to step forward.

After a long moment, Chu Fan finally let go. His eyes were filled with derision. "Tell me, it’s not like I ran off with your wife and poisoned your well, so why the deep-seated hatred?"

"You’re just some punk in the Blood Refining Realm, and you expect people to kneel when they talk to you?"

"Who the hell do you think you are!"

Sun Zixuan’s mouth was stuffed with dirt and his face was a filthy mess. He looked like a man possessed!

Ever since he started following Zhou Ye, he had never suffered such a humiliation.

Especially not with so many people watching!

Enduring the intense pain, he roared at his men, who were still groaning on the ground, "Useless! You’re all fucking useless! Get up! Cripple him for me! I’ll take the fall if anything happens!"

With that, he scrambled to his feet to retaliate.

But he had only just gotten to one knee when it became clear Chu Fan was done talking.

Chu Fan flickered behind him, raised his right foot again, and kicked him squarely on his ass as he was trying to stand up.

THWACK!

Sun Zixuan shrieked and pitched forward, face-planting in a spectacularly ugly fashion. His cheek scraped a bloody line across the ground, and he was left unable to get up, only able to whimper in pain.

Chu Fan scanned the crowd. Wherever his gaze landed, people lowered their heads and averted their eyes, too terrified to move.

’Even someone in the Blood Refining Realm was beaten so easily...’

’Who in the Blood Nourishing Realm would dare to step forward now?’