The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1185: Hiding One’s Talents?

Chapter 1185: Chapter 1185: Hiding One’s Talents?

"I didn’t expect it, but it seems you’ve been hiding your true skills," he said.

"So what if he’s at the Foundation Establishment Peak? Aren’t all of us at that level of cultivation?"

"To think we would submit to you based on just that is to seriously underestimate us."

"I really want to see just what kind of ability you have that can make both Miao Si and Fierce Lion submit to you!"

The Sect Master of Kuanglang Zhai strode forward, standing not far in front of Ning Fan, his face full of arrogance.

"Boy, let this sect master see what you’re capable of, and what gives you the right to lead us!"

Hearing this, Ning Fan too had a faint smile on his face: "Fine,"

He had planned to subdue these four sect masters anyway. Since they wanted to see his strength, he had no objections to showing it.

Moreover, this was also part of his plan.

In the wilderness, the two stood facing each other.

Ning Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, showing no sign of panic.

The Sect Master of Kuanglang Zhai, named Yin Liang, was at the Foundation Establishment Peak and cultivated a water attribute technique.

"Don’t blame me for not warning you, boy, my technique is mighty. If you can’t withstand it, it would be better for you to surrender early!" said Yin Liang in a cold voice.

Miao Si also spoke in a low voice: "Sect Master, this man’s water attribute technique is incredibly potent when used. Even cultivators of the same realm can barely suppress him without teaming up with two or three others."

The sect masters of the other three sects also had cold smiles on their faces, looking like they were watching a good show.

"This kid is just at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage and dares to challenge Yin Liang."

"Even though his aura is a bit strange, he’s definitely no match for Yin Liang!"

"You must realize, even those at the same realm as Yin Liang can hardly suppress his technique!"

The sect masters usually interacted with each other, so they were aware of each other’s strength.

Now seeing Ning Fan facing Yin Liang, none of them were optimistic about the outcome.

Ning Fan just stood there indifferently, hands behind his back, and gestured to Yin Liang: "Come on then, show me what this Sect Master of Kuanglang Zhai is capable of."

"Hmph, boy, just don’t kneel down and beg for mercy later!" Yin Liang huffed and light blue spiritual power surged from within his body.

Cultivators who practiced different attributes of cultivation techniques would have spiritual power that manifests in various forms.

For cultivators like Yin Liang, who practiced a water attribute technique, their spiritual power usually appears light blue, and the nature of their spiritual power also varies.

"Take this!"

He slapped with one palm, and spiritual power converged into a giant spiritual palm, crashing towards Ning Fan.

Wherever it passed, a faint mist rose from the ground, as if one were in an ethereal fairyland.

Yet within this mist seemed to lurk an unimaginable power, just feeling the surge of the mist emitted a formidable force that was hard to resist.

Even the air became viscous, and merely lifting an arm became difficult.

Miao Si felt the pressure and frowned: "He’s improved his cultivation again; the last time he used this move, it wasn’t as powerful!"

Fierce Lion hurriedly warned: "Sect Master, this move is one of his signature techniques. It seals the surrounding space with spiritual power when he strikes, forcing the opponent to face the full power of his technique!"

Such a technique forces the opponent to confront the full power of the move, leaving no room for dodging.

The overwhelming spiritual power spread like a tidal wave, nearly suffocating.

However, facing such an assault, Ning Fan merely extended his hand calmly, and spiritual power also began to flow slowly from his palm.

Hum—

The two forces collided, and the invisible power instantly compressed in the space, forming twisted and shattered traces.

"Hmm? You can block my attack?" Yin Liang frowned, somewhat surprised, "But for someone merely at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage to possess such strong spiritual power!"

Ning Fan revealed a faint smile: "Sect Master Yin, you’re welcome to continue; I don’t mind."

Hearing this, Yin Liang’s face showed annoyance: "Boy, how dare you be so arrogant. It seems you do not take me seriously."

"That’s not it, it’s just that your strength really doesn’t pose any threat to me," Ning Fan said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Yin Liang grew even more furious, and the spiritual power in his palm erupted once again.

However much he unleashed his power, Ning Fan remained standing in place, as immovable as a mountain, without the slightest sway.

Seeing this, the sect masters from the other three sects all showed looks of astonishment and their gaze towards Ning Fan grew complicated.

"He can actually withstand it!"

"Incredible, how is he doing that?"

"To think that he could block the spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment Peak with just a Late Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, it’s unbelievable!"

"This kid must be hiding his cultivation level!"

Moments later, Yin Liang withdrew his spiritual power with a sullen face, gritting his teeth in frustration: "I’ve lost..."

Lost?

The other three sect masters all looked shocked, not understanding what had happened.

Although Yin Liang felt humiliated, he seriously explained: "Just now, our spiritual power clash reached its final stage, and I was still unable to break through his spiritual power. But I couldn’t release any more spiritual power either, so I admit defeat."

In plain terms, he had given everything he had and still couldn’t defeat Ning Fan, which amounted to his loss.

After all, it wasn’t a fight to the death, so there was no need to make the situation any uglier.

After this trial, he was certain Ning Fan possessed greater strength than himself, so he became less resistant to the idea of Ning Fan becoming the leader.

"Sect Master, are you all right?" Miao Si asked with concern.

Having fought with Yin Liang before, he knew the latter’s technique seemed mild but actually contained power far surpassing ordinary moves.

Despite Ning Fan appearing unbothered, if he had sustained any internal injuries, it would be a big problem.