School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 141 - 164: Seriously Injured!

Chapter 141: Chapter 164: Seriously Injured!

Facing Chen Nan’s all-out attack, Li Jiang’s face finally changed.

He was now rushing forward hastily. As Chen Nan’s darts flew straight towards him, if he didn’t dodge in time, his body would certainly be penetrated; however, if he dodged, the True Qi in his body would surely disperse, and then when Chen Nan struck with a palm, he would likely be unable to resist with full strength.

"Shii shii..."

The darts gleamed with a white glow, swirling with a thousand layers of killing aura, captivating the soul.

Having no other choice, Li Jiang could only step to the side and then continued to rush forward, swinging his palm to try and kill Chen Nan.

However, just at that moment, the dart, which had already been dodged, suddenly changed its trajectory, turning and flying towards Li Jiang again with increasing speed.

The dart could actually turn!

In an instant, Li Jiang’s expression drastically changed. Now the dart was less than two meters away from his body, and in the blink of an eye, it could penetrate him; it was too late to dodge, so Li Jiang roared in anger and could only swing his palm at the dart from the side.

"Snap..."

The dart, swirling with cold chill, was struck by Li Jiang’s palm. The sharp blade instantly cut through Li Jiang’s palm, leaving a bloody wound, and then with a crisp sound, it was blasted away by Li Jiang’s powerful True Qi.

At this point, Li Jiang no longer had time to check the injury on his hand. Faced with Chen Nan’s overwhelmingly powerful hand power, he hurriedly circulated his True Qi to the limit and, like a wild panther, lunged at Chen Nan with all his might.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The collision of their palm forces produced a deafening sound, the rolling sound waves like thunderclaps, making one’s eardrums nearly burst, and the surrounding void trembled violently.

"Pfft..."

Blood rained down in midair, and both of them spat blood, their bodies flying back more than ten meters before they could stabilize their figures, swaying.

This move was almost a stalemate.

Li Jiang coughed up blood, his body swaying as he fiercely glared at Chen Nan, "Little beast, you merely being at the Qi Dao Seventh Heaven yet possessing such combat power is truly rare. However, in the face of absolute strength, you are destined to die by my hand today!"

Chen Nan glanced at Li Jiang’s palm. The wound previously cut by the dart was dripping black blood onto the ground, darkening the grass. Chen Nan’s face immediately showed a cold smile.

"Old bastard, you are only at the Qi Dao Eighth Layer Heaven. You’re not much stronger than that dead disciple of yours. Today, I, the boss, will strike down the ranks and behead you!" Although Chen Nan spoke with great force, his body remained still.

"Bluster!"

Li Jiang coldly shouted, and then, as he raised his palm ready to strike, he noticed the blood flowing out of his palm was black and his face drastically changed; the dart was poisoned!

"You despicable and shameless man!"

Li Jiang, with a grim complexion, glared at Chen Nan, hastily tapped a few points on his body to protect his heart meridian, preventing the poison from invading further.

Chen Nan smirked coldly and said, "You have the nerve to strike at me, a junior, despite your old age. Why should I observe any martial ethics with you? Now that you’ve been hit by my Life-taking Dart, you only have half an hour left to live. If you have any last words, better say them quickly. Don’t leave with any regrets or die with your eyes open."

"You!"

Li Jiang’s face turned ashen, overcome with rage that caused him to spit a mouthful of fresh blood and hastily turned to flee.

Now in severe poison, he hardly had the mindset for revenge, urgently needing to find a safe place to force the poison out was the key.

"Old bastard, if you dare, don’t run, I’m coming for your head!"

Chen Nan shouted loudly, but did not chase after him, not that he did not want to kill Li Jiang, but because Li Jiang had already been poisoned, and would surely die within half an hour. There was no need for him to chase. Moreover, he had no strength left to do so.

After Li Jiang ran far away, Chen Nan could no longer hold back, spitting out three mouthfuls of fresh blood, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, powerless.

In that last move, although he had executed the True Essence of Martial Arts with his strongest attack, his cultivation was still a minor realm lower than Li Jiang’s. The injuries he suffered were far more severe than Li Jiang’s.

Until now, he had been merely enduring, pretending to be calm to make Li Jiang believe his wounds were not heavy, thus deterring him from attacking again.

Lying on the ground, it took Chen Nan at least five minutes before his body gradually regained some strength. He sat up, preparing to meditate cross-legged to recover his True Qi, but just then, his phone rang. It was a call from Su Qingqing.

"Hello, Qingqing."

Although Chen Nan was enduring his injuries and mustered all his strength to speak, his voice still sounded somewhat weak.

"Dummy, where have you been? Are you alright?" Su Qingqing’s anxious voice came through.

A smile appeared on Chen Nan’s face, "No...no problem. Don’t worry, I’ve driven that old bastard away, I’ll...I’ll be back soon."

Perhaps sensing something was off in Chen Nan’s tone, Su Qingqing quickly asked, "Are you hurt? Where are you? I’ll come find you."

"It’s fine, I’ll be back...back very soon."

Speaking with the effort of using his True Qi to suppress his injuries, Chen Nan felt he could barely hold on any longer. A sweet taste in his throat and fresh blood was already at his mouth, which he forcefully swallowed down. He did not want Su Qingqing and the others to worry.

"Why do you sound so weak? Tell me where you are already!" Su Qingqing’s voice was urgent, almost crying.

"Silly girl, I really am...puh..."

He couldn’t finish his sentence before he could no longer hold back, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. His vision blurred and then darkened entirely as he passed out completely.

"What’s wrong with you? Dummy, are you vomiting blood? Hello! Hello? Dummy, speak up! Where are you exactly? Dummy!"

While Su Qingqing’s voice continuously came from the phone, Chen Nan could no longer hear it.

Just as Chen Nan passed out, out from the nearby woods, an old man with white hair slowly emerged. His steps were slow, but with each step, his body covered dozens of meters, and in just five steps, he reached Chen Nan’s side.

"You little bastard, at least you haven’t disgraced me."

Glancing at Chen Nan, who had fainted on the ground, the old man, showing little respect for his age, cussed and then took out a black elixir pill and shoved it into Chen Nan’s mouth.

Suddenly, the ringing sounded again; Chen Nan’s phone on the ground rang once more. It was still Su Qingqing calling.

The old man frowned, his face showing annoyance as he answered the phone and grumbled irritably, "What are you calling for, this little bastard is already dead, damn!" Then he hung up the phone and with a snap, threw the phone to the ground, showing no manners whatsoever, completely behaving like an old rogue.

"This lucky bastard," the old man said, glancing at Chen Nan, then looked toward the northwest, his eyes becoming profound, "These old fools from the Heavenly Sword Sect dare to meddle in the younger generation’s affairs, they need to be taught a lesson."

As his words fell, the old man’s figure flashed, and he disappeared from the spot.