The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 161: Take Three Slaps_1

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Take Three Slaps_1

"Mr. Xue, two more palms to go, no need to hold back, please do."

In the midst of Xue Zheng’s shock, Ning Fan spoke indifferently.

Xue Zheng, no longer caring that he had said he would only strike once, had a grave expression. He sank his breath into his dantian, mobilizing his entire inner strength, and slowly struck out another palm towards Ning Fan’s chest.

"Young man, then I will truly not hold back. This palm will teach you that there are always people better than you, and heavens beyond the heavens!"

With a low shout, Xue Zheng used eighty percent of his inner strength.

Bang!

Xue Zheng’s palm firmly impacted Ning Fan’s chest, producing a much duller sound than before.

But after the dull thud, Ning Fan remained unmoved, his expression unchanged.

There was not even the slightest sign of injury.

"I’ve taken the second palm," Ning Fan said lightly, under Xue Zheng’s astonished gaze.

Xue Zheng’s face was extremely odd as he withdrew his hand, and the look he gave Ning Fan no longer held any scorn.

Instead, it was filled with seriousness.

At this moment, Xu Guoping, Xue Shengbei, and Qiu Li were all immensely shocked, while Xu Yourong alone had a different glint in her beautiful eyes.

"Mr. Xue, the last palm, please." Ning Fan once again spoke.

"Fine."

Xue Zheng snorted coldly, his face ashen. He no longer boasted like he did with the previous two palms, but instead concentrated and calmed his energy, taking quite some time before slowly pushing another palm towards Ning Fan.

This time, his movements were even slower.

But despite the visibly slow palm, a whistling sound hummed faintly in the air, and the edge of his palm even emitted a weak white light.

With this third palm, Xue Zheng had already used one hundred percent of his inner strength!

If this were to hit a martial artist of Xue Shengbei’s caliber, they would likely not die but would be seriously injured!

He hadn’t originally intended to hurt Ning Fan, but at this point, he could no longer afford to care so much.

He was, after all, a grandmaster expert. If he could not send a young man flying with three palms, where would he put his face?

Thud!

Xue Zheng’s third palm once again stamped onto Ning Fan’s chest.

Decades of robust inner strength burst out.

This time, Ning Fan grunted, his face turned red, and his body slightly swayed.

Xue Zheng’s face brightened up.

But the next moment, after swaying slightly a few times, Ning Fan once again stood firm like a pine tree, and his complexion quickly returned to normal.

The joy on Xue Zheng’s face instantly stiffened, then turned to shock and defeat.

"Three palms have passed, Mr. Xue," Ning Fan said casually, looking at Xue Zheng.

Xue Zheng’s face turned from black to green, then from green to red, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Ning Fan.

Why could this young man block his full-powered palm as if nothing had happened?

He was an internal strength grandmaster!

Only a grandmaster could block a grandmaster’s strike!

Could it be that this young man named Ning Fan was also a grandmaster?

But how could that be possible?

This Ning Fan was clearly not yet thirty years old. Even if he had started practicing martial arts in the womb, how could he possibly achieve the grandmaster realm in less than thirty years?

Xue Zheng’s mind buzzed incessantly with thoughts, but eventually, he reluctantly retracted his palm, stepped back two steps, and muttered, "The younger generation is to be feared, the younger generation is to be feared."

"What, what happened?"

On the side, Xue Shengbei and Qiu Li, seeing and hearing everything, simultaneously cried out in disbelief.

Xue Zheng, the Xu Family’s most powerful patron and who had recently broken through to the Grandmaster Realm, had struck three palms, yet he couldn’t make Ning Fan budge an inch!

How could this be possible?

"Dad, the three palms are over! Now do you believe that Ning Fan can protect me? You must keep your word and not go back on it!"

Xu Yourong cheered, fearing that Xu Guoping would reneg.

"Mr. Xu, I know you are concerned about Miss Xu’s safety, but I assure you, I will bring Miss Xu back in one piece, just as I take her away."

Ning Fan also looked at Xu Guoping and said.

Xu Guoping furrowed his brows and gave Xue Zheng a glance.

Even though he had seen it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe that Xue Zheng couldn’t handle Ning Fan!

The only explanation was that Xue Zheng saw the martial talent in Ning Fan and deliberately let him succeed.

"If you put my daughter in danger again, I will never forgive you."

After a long silence, Xu Guoping spoke gravely.

"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Xu." Ning Fan nodded earnestly.

"Thank you, Dad!"

"Let’s go, Ning Fan!"

Xu Yourong’s face lit up with joy, and she urged impatiently.

Xu Guoping’s face darkened at once, his daughter siding with Ning Fan, an outsider, truly frustrated him as a father.

"Qiu Li, follow Miss Xu and stay close to ensure her safety," Xu Guoping said coldly.

"Yes, Mr. Xu." Qiu Li immediately nodded her head and walked over to Xu Yourong’s side.

"Mr. Xu, perhaps I should go as well, my martial arts cultivation is higher than Qiu Li’s, so I’m more assured of protecting Miss Xu."

Seeing this, Xue Shengbei hastily tried to join Xu Yourong’s side.

"No need, having Qiu Li will suffice. You couldn’t withstand even one move against Ning Fan, so having you there wouldn’t make much of a difference," Xu Yourong said bluntly.

Xue Shengbei’s face turned red with frustration as he bowed his head unwillingly.

Originally, Xu Yourong had hoped for some alone time with Ning Fan. Xu Guoping insisted on adding Qiu Li to the mix, which was barely acceptable, but Xue Shengbei coming along? Not a chance!

Then, worried that Xu Guoping might change his mind, Xu Yourong quickly added a few words and, grabbing Ning Fan’s clothes, tried to leave in a hurry.

With that pull, a palm-sized yellow talisman paper fell from Ning Fan’s pocket.

"Huh? What’s this?" Xu Yourong picked it up, curious.

Ning Fan hurriedly said, "Miss Xu, this is an amulet. I originally intended to give it to you. Keep it on you, and it can block the force of three bullets or the damage from being hit by a high-speed vehicle."

"An amulet? A gift for me? Hehe, you blockhead finally got smart and thought to give me a present! Then I’ll gladly accept it, thank you!"

Xu Yourong’s face lit up with a smile as she carefully folded the amulet and placed it into her pocket close to her body.

Since they had known each other, Ning Fan had only given Xu Yourong a Rejuvenation Pill and no other gifts.

Although Xu Yourong was a young lady, she was still a woman.

Regardless of whether the amulet really possessed the wonders Ning Fan described, she cherished it immensely.

After all, it was a gift from the man she liked!