The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 321: The Doubling Method_1

Chapter 321: Chapter 321: The Doubling Method_1

"Heavens! That’s a meteor!"

"Such a terrifying fireball, if one were to be hit by it, they would probably turn into ash on the spot!"

The crowd exclaimed in shock as they saw the fireball descending from the sky, feeling the scorching heat blowing towards them.

However, Ning Fan showed no fear as he stared directly at the fireball falling from the sky.

Then, he slightly sank down, pushed hard with his legs, and instead of dodging, he leapt high up to meet the fireball!

The next second, Ning Fan collided with the fireball in mid-air, smashing into it with a fierce force!

Boom!

The dull roaring echoed, and the gusts of wind spread in all directions.

Yet Ning Fan was not engulfed by the fireball as everyone had imagined.

He landed firmly on his feet, grasping the basketball-sized fireball in one hand, as streams of Spiritual Power surged from his body, gathering in the palm of his hand and wrapping around the fireball.

The Spiritual Power instantly severed Lu Wuchen’s connection with the fireball, turning it into an ownerless object.

Lu Wuchen’s body shook, and he looked at Ning Fan incredulously: "What did you do? Why can’t I control the fireball anymore?"

Holding the fireball in one hand, Ning Fan turned his head towards Lu Wuchen and walked towards him with unhurried steps.

In his hand, the fireball bounced like a basketball.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Each dull thump resonated as if it was hammering into Lu Wuchen’s heart, making his own heartbeat accelerate.

"How did this guy do that?"

"That’s a fireball, and he’s actually catching it with his bare hands! Playing with it like a basketball?"

"Too terrifying... way too terrifying!"

The spectators all had looks of terror on their faces, and as Ning Fan approached, they hurriedly stepped back.

Lu Wuchen’s heart rose to his throat as he instinctively kept backing away, his face showing fear.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The dull sounds still echoed while Ning Fan’s every step seemed very slow, but was actually incredibly fast.

Lu Wuchen turned to flee, but Ning Fan appeared before him like lightning.

"What what what, what do you want to do?" Lu Wuchen said in terror.

"This is your fireball, I’m returning it to its original owner!"

Ning Fan lifted the basketball-sized fireball high above like a slam dunk, then fiercely smashed it down onto Lu Wuchen’s face.

Thump!

The dull sound resonated, as the fireball smashed onto Lu Wuchen’s face, exploded instantly, and turned into roaring flames, enveloping Lu Wuchen’s head in seconds and spreading over his entire body.

"Ahh! Fire! Fire!"

"It hurts! It hurts ahhh!"

"Quick, save me! Save me ah!!"

Lu Wuchen turned into a man of fire in an instant, rolling on the ground in agony, screaming continuously.

"Someone help!"

Finally, some people snapped out of their shock and hurriedly scattered to find water.

Whoosh!

Buckets of water were thrown onto Lu Wuchen, finally extinguishing the flames.

But Lu Wuchen still lay on the ground, his face nearly charred to a crisp, breathing faintly.

"Young Hall Master Lu, you... wow!"

Someone tried to check on him, but as soon as they turned Lu Wuchen over and saw that charred, unrecognizable face, they were so frightened they jumped back.

Although they had put out the fire, Lu Wuchen’s appearance was ruined, turning him into a monster, and he fainted.

"Now, does anyone else want to fight against me on behalf of the Shen Family?"

Ning Fan no longer paid attention to Lu Wuchen, standing with his hands behind his back, surveying his surroundings with an imposing gaze.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to make a move.

Even Lu Wuchen, the young Hall Master of Earth Tiger Hall, had been reduced to this state; if they dared to step forward, wouldn’t it be like lighting a lantern in the restroom, looking for death?

"This is too much! This is bullying the weak! Have you no shame?!"

Shen Bingying, seeing the man she admired beaten to such a state, instantly flared up with anger and pointed at Ning Fan, scolding loudly.

Ning Fan let out a cold laugh and said indifferently, "Bullying the weak? What were all you people here for then?"

"When so many of you were ganging up on me just now, you didn’t say you were bullying the weak, and now that you’ve realized you can’t beat me, you’re saying I’m bullying the weak?"

"You noble families really have a knack for double standards."

He stared into Shen Bingying’s eyes and said word by word:

"I will restate once again, why I came to your Shen Family today, only for two things."

"First, to get back the debt of thirty billion."

"Second, to cancel our engagement!"

Shen Bingying, rendered speechless by Ning Fan’s retort, turned pale, trembling slightly.

Ning Fan then glanced at Shen Qifa and said lightly, "And because your Shen Family refused to pay the debt and even wanted to force me to kneel, I’ve decided to demand double compensation."

"That is, sixty billion! Cash!"

Hearing this, Shen Qifa’s complexion turned pale as he said in a hurry, "Are you joking? How can I come up with sixty billion in cash on short notice..."

"I don’t care how you come up with it, I must have it within a day," Ning Fan interrupted him coldly saying, "Otherwise, it will double every day!"

"Today it’s sixty billion; tomorrow, it will be one hundred and twenty billion; the day after, two hundred and forty billion; and another day, four hundred and eighty billion..."

"It will keep doubling until you pay up!"