The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 345: The Arrow of Electric Current_1

Chapter 345: Chapter 345: The Arrow of Electric Current_1

The waves were slowly subsiding, but an even stronger attack was constantly brewing!

Crackle! Crackle!

At this moment, countless currents of electricity were swirling around Pei Wanjian, spreading out and forming a dense electric net.

"People once thought I was a martial artist, only to later realize that I am a spellcaster."

"Today, you might think I am a water system spellcaster, but in fact... my greatest expertise lies in electricity-based magic!"

Pei Wanjian stood above the sea, the surging currents around him crackling, causing one’s hair to stand on end.

He looked at Ning Fan with a proud expression, his eyes filled with disdain.

"If today’s battle were not at sea, I might indeed have some chance of losing to you, but since it is at sea... your death is certain!"

Ning Fan looked up at Pei Wanjian and said coldly, "Don’t be too confident, who lives and who dies is still uncertain."

Pei Wanjian did not explain, only shook his head with a serious face and said, "Having forced me to use my last resort, you should already be proud of yourself."

"Although I have already given you two chances, I can still offer you one final opportunity."

"As long as you admit defeat, I may spare your life!"

Not far away, Shen Qifa was almost driven mad with anxiety, yet he dared not urge, "What in the world is Master Pei doing, why waste words with this guy! Just kill him and be done with it!"

Shen Wanxin said proudly, "Father, there’s no need to worry. With Master Pei’s strength, it’s easy to suppress this youngster. He’s like an ant in our palm, at our mercy whenever we wish!"

Seeing that Pei Wanjian had the upper hand, Shen Bingying’s anxious heart finally relaxed, but another feeling of guilt surfaced in her heart.

"Why do I still feel uneasy?"

...

"I can see that you are not some sort of heinous villain, but... your strength is insufficient to demand my surrender."

"Show me your full strength, and let’s see what kind of power the former Guardian of Shen City truly has!"

On the sea surface, Ning Fan stood tall with the sea breeze brushing past, his expression nonchalant.

"If that’s the case, then I shall send you on your way with my strongest magic."

Hearing this, Pei Wanjian’s face showed a hint of regret as he slowly raised his right palm.

Crackle!

The next second, Pei Wanjian extended a finger, and the electricity around him swiftly coalesced at his fingertip, instantly turning into a thin arrow of current.

"This is the highest respect I can show for your strength."

Whoosh!

A stream of electricity instantly cleaved through the space, crossing the distance between them with astonishing speed.

By the time Ning Fan reacted, the thin current was already in front of him.

Ning Fan dodged to the side, the current grazing past his shoulder, striking the sea behind him.

"Ugh!"

Ning Fan grunted, feeling a numbing sensation throughout his body.

What’s going on?

Didn’t I already dodge it?!

When Ning Fan turned to look, he immediately understood the reason.

The current didn’t disperse upon hitting the sea, but instead started to spread due to the conductivity of water.

Now, within several dozens of meters around him, the area was completely covered by electricity.

"Damn it!"

Ning Fan instinctively wanted to release spiritual power to envelop himself, to ward off the numbing effects of the electric current.

However, as soon as he began to act, he felt a sensation of emptiness surge within his body.

His previous head-on collision with Pei Wanjian had consumed too much spiritual power, and what was left was not enough to protect his entire body.

Even drinking spiritual liquid to replenish it was now too late.

Crackle! Crackle! Crackle!

"Again!"

Pei Wanjian let out a low shout once more, raising his hand to shoot out one electric arrow after another.

Crackle! Crackle! Crackle!

The arrows of electricity, like slender whips of current, kept lashing Ning Fan.

Ning Fan wanted to dodge, but the electricity was constantly stimulating his limbs, numbing his nerves, leaving him utterly unable to move for a short time.

"This Ning Fan... is done for!"

"Every time my grandfather used this move against an opponent in the past, the opponent was certain to die!"

"Even He Tian, who once proudly stood as Shen City’s number one martial arts expert, fell to my grandfather’s move without a chance to fight back, and could do nothing but wait for death!"

Pei Xiaoxue stood on the flatboat, her face showing a faint hint of sympathy.

Shen Qifa laughed triumphantly, "Hahaha, opposing the Shen family only leads to this fate!"

"That’s right! An ignorant fool who thought he could swindle the Shen family will only die without a burial ground!" Shen Wanxin also yelled with the same sense of triumph.

The two, father and son, seemed as though they could already see Ning Fan turning into a charred corpse.

Only Shen Bingying, looking at Ning Fan’s supressed figure, flashed a hint of guilt in her eyes.

Especially considering that Ning Fan had once saved her life in the tomb, her guilt deepened.

"Ning Fan, just surrender, just surrender and you can save your life..."

Shen Bingying murmured continuously.

...

Meanwhile, in the hotel, Lin Xiaoling’s eyelids suddenly began to twitch.

"Sister Yu, where’s my brother?"

Yu Lu was startled, then suddenly exclaimed, "He seems to have gone to an appointment, someone challenged him to a duel!"

"What?!"

Lin Xiaoling had a bad feeling, instructing Yu Lu to take care of Su Qingcheng while she herself rushed to the location of the duel.

In the hospital bed, Su Qingcheng was still unconscious.

But her beautiful eyebrows had, at some unknown time, furrowed ever so slightly.