The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 276: Instant Victory_1

Chapter 276: Chapter 276: Instant Victory_1

On the third floor private room, Su Qingcheng looked at Ning Fan’s slender figure, her eyes filled with surprise, "He actually made it..."

"I told you, Ning Fan must have been delayed by something on the road."

Xu Yourong smiled slightly, her eyes brimming with conviction, "He would never flee from battle, I believe, my eyes, won’t misjudge a person!"

"Hmph, what does it matter if he’s come? With so many martial arts experts gathered, it’s not certain he can win." Su Qingcheng curled her lip, yet deep down she felt a flicker of anticipation, eager to see Ning Fan emerge victorious in the end.

...

In front of the arena, Ning Fan let out a long breath and looked up toward the stage, "Host, I’ve arrived."

Just when everyone thought the first match was finally about to start, the host shook his head, "You were one second late just now, and according to the rules, you’ve automatically lost."

"Unless your opponent agrees to continue the match, you’ll have to be eliminated."

Other competitors around the arena and the spectators on the second floor began to buzz with conversation.

"Ning Fan’s opponent sure is lucky."

"Exactly, winning without lifting a finger."

"Tsk tsk, that guy named Xie something will definitely opt to win by lying down."

Amid the murmurs of the crowd, Xie Mengshi on the stage sneered, "Host, I agree to continue the match."

"Good, your opponent agrees, you may enter the stage." The host nodded toward Ning Fan.

Ning Fan leaped forth, jumping onto the arena, landing steadily on the marble floor and earnestly thanked Xie Mengshi, "Thank you, sir."

"Hehe, no need to thank me." Xie Mengshi revealed a cruel smile and said, "The reason I agree to let you continue to fight with me is that I want to personally break your limbs and cripple you!"

Ning Fan furrowed his brows, "Have I offended you in some way?"

"You haven’t offended me, but you’ve offended Young Master Kong!" Xie Mengshi sneered.

Ning Fan immediately understood and turned his head to look at Kong Tiansheng below the stage, seeing him with a smug expression, "Ning fellow, do you now understand what I said yesterday? This young master can cripple you without even lifting a finger myself! Hahaha!"

"In the Qingyun List martial assessment, we could have our own patrons sign up to protect us, totally different from upstarts like you with no power base at all! It’s a completely different concept!"

"Ning fellow, clearly recognize the disparity between you and us!" Kong Tiansheng said smugly and shamelessly.

This was almost an unwritten rule of the Qingyun List martial assessment, after all, such loopholes were hard to limit outright.

The host ignored Kong Tiansheng’s words and announced loudly, "The first match begins now!"

Xie Mengshi clenched his fists tightly, struck a pose, his aura commanding.

"Boy, I’m at the Internal Strength Peak, a single punch can split metal and break stone, someone like you, I can crush with a flick of my fingers!"

Ning Fan’s hands hung by his sides, his expression indifferent, "Since this is the case, then I’ll go all out, consider it my thanks for letting me continue in the competition."

"Haha, you’ll soon regret why you decided to participate in the martial assessment! Die, kid!"

Xie Mengshi laughed uproariously, took a lunge forward with a low shout, and hammered a punch concentrated with all his inner strength at Ning Fan, not holding back in the slightest.

Ning Fan’s face was expressionless, as he too threw out a punch.

But just as he had said, he held back not a bit of his strength.

Boom!

At the collision of their fists, a cloud of blood mist instantly burst forth.

Following a sharp scream, Xie Mengshi flew back like a cannonball.

Thump!

He was blasted dozens of meters away, smashing heavily against the wall at the edge of the sports hall, cracking a deep hole in it, before collapsing powerlessly to the ground, spitting out fresh blood.

Kong Tiansheng and the others rushed over to check on Xie Mengshi’s condition.

Upon seeing his state, their pupils shrank, and they inhaled sharply in shock.

Xie Mengshi’s right arm was shattered like twisted dough, his chest deeply concaved, blood oozing continuously from his mouth, lying motionless, his life and death unknown!

Ning Fan had defeated him with a single punch!

"Ning Fan, wins!"

The host glanced at Xie Mengshi, surprise flashing in his eyes, but still announced the result of the match with composure.

"This kid is actually so powerful?"

"What’s his background? Wasn’t he said to be an upstart from out of town?"

"Defeating an Internal Strength Peak with one punch, this guy’s strength is unfathomable!"

The onlookers were greatly shocked and burst into discussion.

In the private room, Xu Yourong waved her arms excitedly, her voice filled with glee, "Hehe, Qingcheng, didn’t I tell you? Ning Fan’s martial assessment was bound to be no problem!"

Su Qingcheng curled her lip, inwardly admitting Ning Fan was indeed skilled, but spoke with an air of indifference, "It’s just good luck, his opponent was merely a weakling, let’s see if he can win the following rounds."

In Mu Wanqing’s private room.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled with astonishment and interest, "Interesting... Ning Fan, I didn’t expect you had such skill, perhaps becoming the Qingyun List’s top contender is not impossible... Let’s see what other surprises you can bring me!"

In another private room, Zhao Xingyan ground her teeth hatefully, her gaze venomous, she growled lowly, "Damn it, he actually won... But it’s good he won now! Let Fei Liang personally kill you later! Only that can soothe the hatred in my heart!"

"Very good, very good, he truly is someone I’ve taken a liking to!"

As for Yuan Huaiyi, he sat in the private room clapping and laughing heartily, feeling immensely surprised by Ning Fan’s strength.

His words were filled with appreciation for Ning Fan.

At the arena, among the judges’ seats.

All seven judges saw Ning Fan defeat an Internal Strength Peak patron with a single punch, and each displayed a different expression.

Hu Xinnian’s pupils contracted slightly as he internally marveled:

"His medical skills are already so miraculous, yet his martial prowess is also so formidable, truly unexpected... This edition of the Qingyun List, perhaps..."