The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 156 Provocation by Xue Shengbei_1

Chapter 156: Chapter 156 Provocation by Xue Shengbei_1

"Miss, you mustn’t be deceived by him. I know his kind all too well—they simply use some ploy to move you and then swindle your trust to achieve their unspeakable goals!"

Xue Shengbei’s words were filled with malice, and his gaze towards Ning Fan carried a thick hostility.

Because of Grandfather Xue Zheng, he had grown up as a personal bodyguard for Xu Guoping. He had long coveted the Xu Family’s wealth, dreaming of finding an opportunity to win Xu Yourong’s favor, then marrying into the Xu family to inherit their massive fortune.

After all, tales of a servant marrying the young miss and transforming into the master were not scarce from ancient times to the present.

Therefore, Xue Shengbei could be said to harbor a 120,000 percent hostility towards Ning Fan!

"Xue Shengbei, you don’t understand Ning Fan at all, so stop talking nonsense. Ning Fan is my boyfriend, and my trust has long been given to him. Why would he need to swindle it?"

Xu Yourong’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, her tone reproachful.

Xue Shengbei had some instinctual reverence for Xu Yourong and immediately dared not speak.

"Yourong, let’s not casually use the term ’boyfriend’. Neither your mother nor I have approved," Xu Guoping said indifferently.

Xu Guoping’s words immediately made Xue Shengbei’s eyes light up, and he excitedly looked at Ning Fan, taunting, "Ning Fan, do you admit that you were wearing a bulletproof vest and then smeared tomato juice on yourself just now?"

"I was not wearing a bulletproof vest, and as for tomato juice, anyone with eyes wouldn’t mistake blood for tomato juice," Ning Fan said calmly.

"Is that so? So what you mean is that your martial arts have reached the peak, cultivated to the Master Realm, and you can block bullets with your body?" Xue Shengbei said sarcastically.

"I don’t really know any martial arts, and I dare not mention reaching the peak," Ning Fan replied calmly.

In the legacy left by his mother, he had witnessed power far beyond imagination.

Power that could move mountains and seas, reverse rivers, and even break the very heavens and earth...

After seeing such forces, how could he dare speak the words ’reaching the peak’?

"Heh, it seems you do have some self-awareness, don’t you? Scared? Are you going to admit you’re a fraud?" Xue Shengbei sneered.

"I am not a fraudster, and although I don’t dare to claim to have reached the peak, blocking bullets isn’t actually that difficult," Ning Fan shook his head and said.

"Is that so? It seems you’re quite confident in your martial arts. How about we spar a bit? I am Xue Shengbei, at the peak of Internal Strength cultivation. I invite you!"

As he spoke, Xue Shengbei took a step forward and performed a gesture inviting a martial artist to a duel.

In truth, Xue Shengbei was no fool, nor was he blind. He obviously knew that Ning Fan had not used tomato juice to fake blood.

In his view, Ning Fan must have specialized in external horizontal practice like the Iron Cloth Shirt or Golden Bell Cover, which was why he could withstand bullets with his body.

And the reason he deliberately said so was because he had calculated that Ning Fan, having just blocked so many bullets, must have suffered severe internal injuries and was in a weakened state.

Therefore, he wanted to provoke Ning Fan!

Because the currently weakened Ning Fan was no match for him!

"No, Ning Fan is injured. He can’t..." Xu Yourong immediately objected.

"I can."

But Ning Fan had already nodded and taken a step forward.

"Haha! Good! You’ve got guts!"

Xu Yourong still wanted to stop it, but Xue Shengbei could no longer contain himself, and with a loud shout, he lunged towards Ning Fan, leaping high like an eagle pouncing on prey, with a palm carrying twelvefold Inner Strength, crashing towards Ning Fan.

Ning Fan stood in place without moving until Xue Shengbei pounced in front of him, then he raised his hand and swung out a palm.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

Xue Shengbei, who descended like a diving eagle, suddenly flew back the way he came, like a kite with a broken string, soaring over ten meters high in the air before ’thud’, falling heavily to the ground.

Ning Fan’s face also turned a bit pale. He had exhausted his Spiritual Power to save Xu Yourong, overdrawn his vital essence, and then used his body to block dozens of bullets. After that, in the emergency room, he squeezed out the bullets and healed the wounds, just barely recovering a trace of strength.

That palm just now had exhausted this newly recovered trace of strength.

"Ning Fan! Are you hurt?" Xu Yourong quickly ran to Ning Fan, both worried and joyful.

Xu Guoping also paused, taking a deep look at Ning Fan.

But seeing the paleness of Ning Fan’s face, he shook his head slightly.

If Ning Fan only had such a narrow victory over Xue Shengbei, his strength was far from enough to marry into the Xu family.

Xue Shengbei, grimacing in pain, struggled to get up from the ground, his expression as ugly as if he had eaten excrement.

He had intended to take advantage of Ning Fan’s weakness to defeat him and show off in front of Xu Yourong and Xu Guoping, but the attempt backfired, resulting in not only a failure to impress but also the loss of face!

"Let’s go, back to the mountaintop villa first," Xu Guoping indifferently ordered.

A black Bentley rolled up, and the car door opened.

Xu Guoping walked to the car, and seeing Xu Yourong still standing in place, he frowned slightly and said, "Yourong."

Xu Yourong looked at Xu Guoping, then at Ning Fan, and, summoning her courage, she said to Xu Guoping, "Dad, let Ning Fan come back to the mountaintop villa with us. Ning Fan has long wanted to meet you, and I want to formally introduce him to you."

"Xu Uncle..." Ning Fan also looked at Xu Guoping, greeting him formally for the first time.

"No."

The next second, Xu Guoping resolutely interrupted.