The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1155: Your Speed Is Really Too Slow

Chapter 1155: Chapter 1155: Your Speed Is Really Too Slow

In the midst of the mist lay an expansive, boundless dense forest.

The forest was shrouded in swirling fog, seeming to move as if it had a life of its own.

"Kid, remember it was your choice to give the head start. Don’t come crying to me if you can’t catch up!" the taunting voice of the Supreme Elder from Jianshan rang out from deep within the dense woods, his figure already nowhere to be seen.

Ning Fan’s lips curled into a taunting smile, "Alright then, I hope the senior won’t feel ashamed when he loses."

With that, Ning Fan tapped the ground with the tip of his toe, and his figure instantly darted into the trees.

Leaves slapped against his body, and Ning Fan could even feel a prickling pain, causing a hint of surprise to flash through his mind.

"It’s inconceivable. This formation even suppresses one’s strength."

Ning Fan could clearly feel that his speed inside the formation was significantly slower than it was outside.

The Jianshan Supreme Elder, who had started moving earlier, was now out of sight. Ning Fan could only detect his position using his Spiritual Power.

"Interesting. It seems speed is the only strength of the Jianshan Supreme Elder; he couldn’t have set up this formation."

After giving it some thought, Ning Fan didn’t immediately speed up. Instead, he spread out his Spiritual Power to investigate his surroundings.

This investigation immediately revealed something amiss.

Within the formation were layers upon layers of interconnected formations, each layer’s effects stacking upon one another.

If Ning Fan carelessly rushed in, he would likely be restrained by the formation and he would never catch up to the Jianshan Supreme Elder.

"This is quite intriguing, it seems these four Supreme Elders aren’t as foolish as I assumed."

The corners of Ning Fan’s lips turned up, carrying a hint of mockery.

If they thought these tricks were enough to hold him back, they were sorely underestimating him.

"Pity, they are destined to fail."

He took a deep breath, pushed forcefully with his legs, and the powerful outburst of Spiritual Power under his feet shot him forward like an arrow whistling through the air.

As he drew near, various formations were activated, their powerful energies erupting forth.

Yet, no matter how astonishing the effects of these formations were, they couldn’t halt Ning Fan’s strides.

"Indeed, the knowledge of formations passed down from my mother is effective."

Watching the formations pass by him without effect, Ning Fan nodded inwardly.

The knowledge of formations he learned from his inheritance allowed him to completely rethink his understanding of formations, elevating his skill in this domain to new heights.

Even as he ran, he remained unaffected by the formations.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Fan had covered more than half the distance and could vaguely make out the figure of the Jianshan Supreme Elder ahead.

At this moment, the Jianshan Supreme Elder was full of pride.

In his opinion, his speed was the fastest among the four Supreme Elders, aided by Fenyue Sect’s Elder’s formation.

Even if Ning Fan was incredibly powerful, it was impossible for him to catch up.

As he entertained this thought, suddenly he sensed a powerful aura catching up at a shocking speed from behind.

Before he could regain his senses, the presence was only a few hundred meters away.

Strange, was there someone else in this formation?

When the Jianshan Supreme Elder turned back, he never thought it could be Ning Fan catching up—that was nearly an impossibility.

But as he recognized the face of the person behind him, he was so scared he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

What the hell is this joke?

How did this kid catch up?!

Does the formation have no effect on him at all?

Before he could collect himself, Ning Fan had already caught up to him.

"Senior, it appears your speed is not so impressive after all."

The mocking voice came from behind, and as Ning Fan ran alongside the Jianshan Supreme Elder, his eyes held an indescribable teasing.

To the Jianshan Supreme Elder, that gaze was nothing short of a blatant challenge.

"Kid! Don’t get cocky! You haven’t earned the right to strut around here yet!"

With that, he formed hand seals, and robust Spiritual Power gushed from his palms to the forest floor below.

Boom!

The whole dense forest began to shudder, and cracks surged across the ground like a dragon turning over.

Before Ning Fan could react, dozens of thick vines burst from the splits, reaching out toward Ning Fan’s body like living tentacles, swiftly constricting around him before dragging him towards the ground.

The vines were exceedingly fast, and in the blink of an eye, they bound Ning Fan within them, and immediately started dragging him underground.

"Humph, boy, these are the Demonic Ironvines that I have cultivated for many years. Even Foundation Establishment Peak Cultivators cannot break free from their grasp. Just stay put here until you die!"

The Jianshan Supreme Elder had not intended to resort to this measure, but the thought of losing to Ning Fan was unbearable to him. That was the only reason he used the vines.

Bound by the vines, Ning Fan didn’t struggle, only a mocking smile hung on his lips as he kept his eyes fixed on the Jianshan Supreme Elder.

The Jianshan Supreme Elder was unnerved by his stare, but upon seeing the opponent being dragged into the ground, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, a child pretending to be something he’s not. No resistance at all, yet trying to intimidate me! Does he really think I’m so easily fooled?!"

Once certain that Ning Fan couldn’t escape, the Jianshan Supreme Elder turned around and sprinted towards the exit.

He encountered no obstacles along the way and swiftly reached the exit.

Before leaving, he paused to look back.

"Is the kid really trapped? Can it be true... why do I have this weird feeling?"

He felt that something was amiss, but despite pondering for a long time, he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong.

"Nevermind, the most important thing now is to get out."

The Jianshan Supreme Elder shook his head, stepped forward, and the scenery before him changed.

When he came to a standstill, he was already on the land outside.

Not far away stood the Supreme Elders from the other three sects.

"Sirs, that kid is now trapped by my Demonic Ironvines inside. Let’s keep him locked up for a few months to kill his spirit, showing him how formidable we are!"

The Jianshan Supreme Elder leaped forward excitedly, only to see the three Supreme Elders wearing peculiar expressions, as though something unbelievable had happened.

"Why do you all look like that? Is there someone behind me?"

The Jianshan Supreme Elder turned around.

No one there... so why the strange looks?

Without letting him mull it over further, a mocking laugh suddenly came from his right.

"Senior, your speed was truly a bit too slow; I’ve been waiting here quite a while."