The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 378 Ning Fan Smashed to Pieces?_1

Chapter 378: Chapter 378 Ning Fan Smashed to Pieces?_1

"Thundering Palm Strike!"

A Fourth Rank Grandmaster’s inner strength surged within his palm, hurtling toward Ning Fan’s chest with an unrivaled force.

Just as Ning Fan sidestepped to avoid it, he grabbed the Fourth Rank Grandmaster’s hand, intending to throw him out, but from both sides a chilling killing intent simultaneously struck!

Two other Fourth Rank Grandmasters attacked at the same moment, their fists wrapped in powerful inner strength, slamming toward his temples.

Ning Fan had no choice but to dodge away.

"Hahaha! Idiot! Let’s see where you can dodge to now!"

Fei Zhongzhi’s mocking laughter suddenly exploded overhead, and right after, Ning Fan found himself unable to move.

It turned out that three Third Grade Peak Grandmasters had appeared behind him at some unknown moment, simultaneously grabbing his arms and legs.

The next second, Fei Zhongzhi dropped from mid-air, punching heavily into Ning Fan’s chest.

Bang!

Under the effect of the Big Dipper Array, a force sixty-four times its normal strength once again shook Ning Fan’s organs and sent blood spraying from his mouth.

Such a level of power, even the fifth layer of the Thunderbolt Body Tempering Art couldn’t withstand.

"Hahahaha! Ning Fan, die for me!"

Fei Zhongzhi’s face twisted with ferocity as he continued to punch, relentlessly bombarding Ning Fan’s body.

Bang bang bang!

The fists, laden with formidable inner strength, invaded Ning Fan’s body, wreaking havoc on his internal organs.

With such continual heavy blows, even the recovery speed of the Thunderbolt Body Tempering Art couldn’t keep up.

Ning Fan gritted his teeth to endure Fei Zhongzhi’s assault and knew he couldn’t go on like this. He took a deep breath, spiritual power surged in his chest, and suddenly burst forth.

"Get off me!"

Ning Fan unleashed his spiritual power without reservation, repelling the three Third Grade Peak Grandmasters who had grabbed his limbs.

However, Fei Zhongzhi seized this opportunity to land another punch directly onto Ning Fan’s heart!

Splat!

Ning Fan was sent flying backward, blood spewing and all the meridians in his body acutely exploding with pain while still in mid-air!

Thump!

He crashed heavily to the ground, his whole body covered in wounds and blood!

"Ning Fan! Run! Don’t worry about us anymore!"

From the rooftop, Mu Wanqing saw the dire situation and screamed out, her face etched with grief!

"Master!"

Shuang’er was filled with a mixture of sorrow and rage, wishing she could rush out to help Ning Fan slay the enemy.

"Ning Fan... you must go, stop worrying about me..."

Xu Yourong sobbed inconsolably, her vision blurred with tears and her heart swollen with self-reproach.

If it weren’t for her, Ning Fan would never have fallen into such a plight!

She wished she had been killed by Fei Zhongzhi from the beginning!

At least that way, she wouldn’t have dragged Ning Fan down!

"Hahaha! Boy! Today this place shall be your grave!"

Fei Zhongzhi didn’t pursue, but instead stood his ground, settled into a horse stance with his fists pulled back to his waist.

Rumble rumble rumble...

Violent inner strength spread from the other six in the Big Dipper Array, all converging onto Fei Zhongzhi.

"With this punch, I’m going to send you to the heavens!"

Fei Zhongzhi sneered, continuing to gather power, preparing to blast Ning Fan’s body to pieces with one punch.

Ning Fan struggled to his feet, a sensation of emptiness flooding through him.

Even with his current physical resilience, the repeated serious injuries were becoming too much to bear.

"Is there really no way out... Wait!"

Ning Fan seemed to recall something, gazing at the jade ring on his finger.

One of them was brought by Su Qingcheng, containing his mother’s legacy.

The other, returned by Shen Bingying, contained not only a cubic meter of space but also...

"Exactly!"

Inside the second jade ring, there was a cluster of extremely pure spiritual energy, incredibly dense, a hundred to a thousand times more concentrated than ordinary spiritual energy.

Without hesitation, he extracted the spiritual energy and inhaled it into his body, then sat down cross-legged, running his cultivation technique to absorb and refine it.

"Hahaha! Damn it, Ning Fan, just accept your fate and wait for death; it’s your best choice! Die!"

Fei Zhongzhi, seeing Ning Fan sitting down, assumed he had accepted his fate and was waiting for death, laughed even more wildly.

He swung his fist mightily, channeling the inner strength of six people, plus sixty-four times that force, creating a fierce whirlwind with just a swing!

Boom boom boom!

The punch, with its astonishing might, hurtled toward Ning Fan.

"Don’t!"

"Ning Fan, dodge quickly!"

"Stop it!"

Amid the shocked cries and angry gazes of Xu Yourong and the others, Fei Zhongzhi’s maximally charged strike hit Ning Fan.

Boom!

A massive explosion kicked up clouds of dust, forming a huge cloud of gray, completely enveloping Ning Fan’s location.

"Hahahaha! Ning Fan, oh Ning Fan! To be smashed into tiny pieces is your fate!" Fei Zhongzhi laughed uncontrollably.

Shuang’er’s eyes were crimson with anger, and she shouted through gritted teeth, "Bastard! All of you deserve to die!"

Mu Wanqing’s face turned ashen: "I’ll remember this! The Phoenix Special Combat Team will never let you off!"

"Ning Fan... Ning Fan..."

Xu Yourong stared at the dust-filled sky, murmuring Ning Fan’s name, tears rolling slowly down her cheeks.

Everyone felt that Ning Fan had been blasted to smithereens by Fei Zhongzhi’s punch.

"Go, find that kid’s body! Even if it’s just pieces, bring it back!" Fei Zhongzhi sneered coldly: "I want everyone to clearly see what happens when they offend the Martial Alliance!"

A member of the Martial Alliance nodded, walking toward the giant cloud of ash.