The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 113 Mr. Ning, You’ve Kept Me in the Dark_1

Chapter 113: Chapter 113 Mr. Ning, You’ve Kept Me in the Dark_1

No matter if it was Baldy Qiang or Liao Zhenting.

No matter if it was Xu Qingfeng or those who are old.

No matter if it was Xiong Da and Xiong Er or other major figures.

No one thought that Ning Fan would be so powerful!

Drip, drip, drip...

Ning Fan stepped down from the platform and slowly walked toward Yan Hu in the corner of the stands.

"Damn you, Ning Fan... you, you’re not a fengshui magician! You, you’re a martial artist! What realm of martial artist are you exactly?"

Watching Ning Fan approach step by step, Yan Hu’s face no longer held arrogance and scorn, replaced instead by shock and fear.

"All you need to know is that I can easily defeat you, that’s enough. Is the realm really that important? I’ll ask you again, does the Divine Tune Sect truly have to avenge Cui Laosi?" Ning Fan walked toward Yan Hu step by step, speaking indifferently.

Yan Hu’s complexion changed multiple times, and he said through gritted teeth, "Even if you can defeat me, so what? My Divine Tune Sect has many experts. You might defeat me, but can you defeat the entire Divine Tune Sect? The dignity of the Divine Tune Sect cannot be challenged. Since you killed someone from the Divine Tune Sect, we must kill you! If you dare to flee, the Divine Tune Sect will kill all your relatives and friends! Kid, I advise you to surrender and beg for mercy!"

"Indeed, you and that Cui Laosi are of the same stripe. In that case, you can die," Ning Fan said coldly, having already walked to within ten meters of Yan Hu.

"Hmph, you might be able to defeat me, true, but kill me? Dream on!"

Yan Hu snorted coldly. As an expert at the Internal Strength Peak, how could he not have some life-saving means?

To defeat him, maybe; but to kill him, impossible!

"Ning Fan, you wait for me. Next time we meet, I will personally slaughter you!"

Just as Yan Hu’s words fell, he violently stomped the ground, and his body instantly shot up, looking to fly over the ten-meter-high outer wall of the stands and escape.

"Trying to flee? It’s not that easy."

Ning Fan sneered, his index and middle finger coming together as spiritual power rapidly converged at his fingertips, instantly forming a dense white beam.

The next second, Ning Fan swung his hand.

Whoosh!

The white beam shot towards the sky, hitting Yan Hu who had just flown above the outer wall!

Pfft!

A soft sound was heard as the white beam pierced right through Yan Hu’s heart!

On top of the ten-meter-high outer wall, Yan Hu looked down in disbelief, seeing the transparent hole in his chest; he then struggled to turn back, his eyes staring fixedly at Ning Fan with terror, "You... you... you’re not an ordinary... martial artist... you are... a Grandmaster!"

"No wonder you... are so strong..."

"To die by the hand of a Grandmaster..."

"I can... not... complain!"

After Yan Hu finished speaking with difficulty, he fell from the ten-meter-high outer wall with a thud, landing heavily on the ground, motionless.

Blood quickly spread underneath him.

Yan Hu of the Divine Tune Sect, an Internal Strength Peak expert, was dead.

Boom—

Inside the ’Coliseum’, the major figures and martial artists erupted all at once.

"Holy shit! A Grandmaster! A Grandmaster! Condensing energy like a sword, killing from a distance! That’s a technique only a Grandmaster possesses!!"

"My heavens, I never expected I would have the fortune to witness a Grandmaster’s action with my own eyes!"

"A Grandmaster is like a hidden dragon, a dragon that hides in the marketplace, today I’ve truly seen something remarkable!"

The look these people gave Ning Fan was as if they were looking at a deity!

Especially those martial artists, whose gazes were even filled with fervor.

Baldy Qiang’s eyes widened like copper bells, murmuring to himself, "Mr. Ning, you are actually a Grandmaster? You, you, you’ve kept me in the dark so badly!"

In his voice, there was even a hint of a child’s grievance toward an adult!

As for Liao Zhenting beside him, his old face turned red with shame. Remembering the way he had explained the ranks of martial artists to Ning Fan on the road, calling Ning Fan an outsider to martial arts, he now felt so ashamed he wished he could dig a hole and crawl inside.

At this moment, Ning Fan’s status in the hearts of the crowd was like that of a savior, which made Xu Qingfeng, who was still sitting in the main seat, look as uncomfortable as if he had eaten excrement.

Originally, the Xu Family had been the host of the Ghost Festival Boxing Meeting, and Xu Qingfeng, representing the Xu Family, was the dominant figure of the meeting.

But he ended up being defeated and humiliated by Yan Hu, losing face.

Now Ning Fan had easily killed Yan Hu and even solidified his status as a Grandmaster!

Wasn’t this making a name for Ning Fan at the expense of losing the Xu Family’s face?

"This is impossible... this is impossible... this definitely cannot be... I’ve checked him out, he’s just a poor youngster from the lowest tier of society, even if he knows some martial arts, he was clearly no match for the old man three days ago, how could he possibly be a Grandmaster?"

Xu Qingfeng’s face turned ashen, unwilling to believe the reality before him, murmuring to himself and suddenly looking fiercely at the elder, speaking in a deep voice, "Elder, if you take action now, can you defeat Ning Fan again?"

"Young Master... the move that Ning Fan just made... was indeed a Grandmaster’s technique... I... am no match," the elder shook his head and said.

"No, that Ning Fan kid must have just used some despicable means to defeat Yan Hu, maybe just some kind of hidden weapon! Elder, you must defeat Ning Fan! Revive the Xu Family’s face! I order you in the name of the Xu Family!"

Having said that, Xu Qingfeng suddenly stood up, shouting towards Ning Fan, "Ning Fan, you defeated Yan Hu using nothing but a hidden weapon, you can take pride in that, but you cannot falsely claim to be a Grandmaster, fishing for fame! You should know that the name of a Grandmaster is not to be insulted, and those who insult it, die!"