A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 472 Everything is possible

As soon as he finished speaking, a cheer erupted from the audience. In no time, the huge playground was empty, and only Chao Bufan, Professor Mihir, Sanchez, and Professor Diram remained on the stage. Seeing this as a perfect opportunity to escape, Mihir was about to forcefully pull Chao Bufan away when Chao Bufan transmitted his voice, saying, "Professor Mihir, let's not rush off. Let's assess the situation first. Don't worry, Sanchez can't do anything to me. Just focus on Diram."

Mihir glanced at Chao Bufan, but inexplicably nodded.

“Alright,” Chao Bufan said with a slight smile, “old man, you can start now, but—” He paused deliberately before continuing, “be prepared, as I said, if you accidentally fall off the stage, it will be troublesome.”

"Hehehe," Sanchez chuckled confidently. He believed that with his power as the God of Dark Magic, dealing with Chao Bufan, a high-level mage, was more than enough. It was just that Chao Bufan was a bit too strong. But he was confident that he had a hundred or a thousand ways to deal with him, so he didn't take Chao Bufan seriously. He said, "Kid, don't worry, the one who falls down will definitely not be me. As for you, when you get to the King of Hell, remember not to be so reckless. It's easy to get yourself killed."

Chao Bufan shook his head and chuckled, saying, "I'm just afraid the King of Hell won't dare to take me—"

He spoke, but inwardly he was puzzled. Since Black House Mountain had declared war on Ancient Spirit City, why hadn't he seen anyone else from Black House Mountain besides Jobrida and Sanchez? Did they really think they could destroy Ancient Spirit City with just these magical beasts and the people from the academy?

"Kid, you call yourself a special forces soldier? You can't even see this?"

The old man's voice immediately echoed in his mind. He asked, "Senior, do you know what's going on?"

"Can't you see it? Those magical beasts are just their first appetizer, their vanguard. Once the magical beasts are all dead, the academy will be the second wave of attack. If all the academy's people are killed, then this so-called Black House Mountain will send out their main force. So, whether it's those magical beasts or these people from the academy who went to their deaths, they are all just used to test the strength of Ancient Spirit City."

After the old man's words, Chao Bufan suddenly realized that Black House Mountain was using those magical beasts and people from the academy as cannon fodder. No wonder he hadn't seen any other people from Black House Mountain. In that case—Chao Bufan smirked and continued, "The sooner you die, the sooner you'll be reincarnated, old man. I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you. People like you are simply the kind of beasts who waste air when they're alive and waste land when they're dead. You're not even as good as beasts. I'll send you on your way now. Go reincarnate as soon as possible!"

"You're courting death!" Sanchez roared, his magic wand pointing at Chao Bufan. Chao Bufan trembled, feeling an immense pressure binding him from all sides, more than a hundred times stronger than before. He even felt a numbness throughout his body, his heartbeat slowing, his breathing becoming difficult, and his movements becoming sluggish.

A sense of extraordinary fear welled up within him, and for the first time, he felt a deep-seated dread of death.

One can imagine the immense power of a dark magic god simultaneously using "Magic Slowness" and "Magic Paralysis" in a fit of rage. Without absolute strength, Chao Bufan would have undoubtedly died. After a brief moment of panic, he quickly realized what was happening, a smile suddenly appearing on his lips. With a muffled roar, he unleashed his inner energy to its maximum, instantly breaking free from the opponent's "Magic Slowness" and "Magic Paralysis," his body returning to normal. However, he still feigned extreme terror, as if struggling.

Seeing Chao Bufan drenched in sweat and in such pain, Sanchez chuckled and said, "Kid, weren't you so cocky just now? What's wrong? Can't be cocky anymore?"

Chao Bufan rolled his eyes upward, his whole body convulsing, and he uttered each word with extreme pain: "You old...old...you...if...you...have...the...could...kill...me..."

Seeing this, Mihir was startled and quickly tried to help, but was stopped by Diram. The two clashed and launched a magical attack at the same time, but they were locked in a stalemate in mid-air, neither gaining the upper hand for a moment.

"Professor Mihir, what are you doing?" Professor Diram asked with a disdainful look.

"Dilam, what kind of skill is it to bully a child? If you're so capable, come at me!" Mihir said angrily.

"Hehe, this kid has only himself to blame. Professor Mihir, for the sake of our old friendship, I'll spare your life. As long as you 'turn over a new leaf,' I'll plead with the higher-ups on your behalf and ensure you don't die."

"Pah!" Mihir spat at Diram and said angrily, "Diram, give up your lousy ideas! You want me, Mihir, to join your Black House Mountain? Keep dreaming!"

“Professor Mihir,” Diram said with a smile, “I’m doing this for your own good. To tell you the truth, we at Blackhouse Mountain are absolutely confident that we can destroy your Ancient Spirit City. Why are you making things difficult for yourself?”

"Enough with the nonsense. You Black House Mountain people are all wolves in sheep's clothing, trying to eat swan meat like toads. Well then, I'll teach you a lesson first."

The two men, blade against blade, sharpness against sharpness, were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle for a time.

Seeing Chao Bufan in such agony, Sanchez felt an indescribable joy. He didn't rush to make a move; he wanted to see Chao Bufan suffer so much so that he could slowly torture him, making him wish he were dead, and let him die in agony.

Seeing that Sanchez showed no intention of making a move, Chao Bufan immediately understood. "Damn it! You're not qualified to mess with me." He cursed inwardly, then with a thought, Potian suddenly appeared in his hand. Then, with lightning speed, he appeared before Sanchez—

Sanchez, who was gloating, was suddenly startled, and at the same time, a sharp pain shot through his chest. He looked down blankly and saw that Chao Bufan had actually pierced his bear's entrails with a sword. His eyes widened, and he looked up, his face full of disbelief, saying, "You—it's impossible! You're just a high-level mage, you couldn't possibly have broken free—"

"Nonsense," Chao Bufan sneered, interrupting him. "You've lived this long, yet you don't even understand the meaning of 'anything is possible'? Didn't you think I was just an ant? You didn't expect an ant to have a chance to rise up!"