The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 521: All Flash No Substance, Easily Broken_1

Chapter 521: Chapter 521: All Flash No Substance, Easily Broken_1

Mei Liya couldn’t wait to tell the whole world that Ning Fan was her master, naturally not minding being seen by others.

And since the lives of those powerful beings were in the hands of Ning Fan and Mei Liya, who would dare not kneel?

"Stand up. You’ve accomplished something this time, I’ll think of a way to reward you when we get back,"

Ning Fan said with a smile.

Mei Liya respectfully responded, "Mei Liya wouldn’t dare to covet Master’s reward, this is what I should do."

Only then did everyone get up and respectfully stand by Ning Fan’s side.

Ning Fan said no more, for accomplishing a feat deserved a reward. That was his principle.

With the arrival of Ning Fan, the crowd that had just been mocking him eerily fell silent, not a sound to be heard.

Even the group of old men were just looking at Ning Fan, no longer uttering words to humiliate him.

Ning Fan’s gaze swept over the crowd as he indifferently said, "Wasn’t everyone quite loud just now? How come when Ning Fan arrives, no one speaks?"

As his gaze moved over them, each person instinctively lowered their heads, not daring to make any eye contact with Ning Fan.

"A bunch of trash, only capable of talking behind others’ backs,"

Ning Fan spoke again.

This statement broke many people’s composure, their faces flushed red, yet still, nobody dared to retort.

A person’s reputation is like a tree’s shadow.

Ning Fan being able to challenge Duan Shuiliu to a duel at the summit of Mount Fuji was enough to prove his strength. None of the daring would provoke Ning Fan face to face.

At nine o’clock sharp, Duan Shuiliu atop the mountain slowly opened his eyes and a detached voice drifted down from the summit.

"Time has come. Won’t you ascend for our battle?"

"Here I am, I’ve never seen anyone so eager to seek death,"

Ning Fan replied as he took strides towards the summit.

Su Qingcheng immediately followed.

Ning Fan frowned and said, "It’s too dangerous, you stay here."

"No, you fight your battle, I’ll go find the Ice-Fire Snow Lotus!"

Without waiting for Ning Fan’s approval, Su Qingcheng continued walking towards the summit.

Seeing her so determined, Ning Fan revealed a helpless expression.

"Huo Erba, protect her well!"

Huo Erba immediately chased after Su Qingcheng.

Ning Fan shook his head with a smile and continued on towards the summit.

His speed was incredibly fast, and in just a moment, he was already before Duan Shuiliu.

Seeing Duan Shuiliu’s complexion somewhat pallid, Ning Fan immediately said with a smile, "What? Did my speed scare you?"

"Nonsense! With just speed, how could you possibly be my match?"

Duan Shuiliu’s face changed as he retorted angrily.

Then he continued, "I still need someone to run errands for me, and with your fast pace, you’re just fit for the job."

"How about we make a bet? If you lose this battle, you acknowledge me as your master and run errands for me, how about that?"

It wasn’t that he truly wanted Ning Fan to acknowledge him as master, it was merely a way to irritate Ning Fan.

From the moment he issued the challenge, Duan Shuiliu had already sentenced Ning Fan to death in his heart.

It was only by having his opponent die under his sword that his Sword Dao could potentially progress further.

"Acknowledge you as master and run your errands?"

"You old fart, living long hasn’t improved your skills, but your skin has certainly gotten thicker."

"You, this good-for-nothing, are also worthy of making me, Ning Fan, acknowledge you as master?"

Ning Fan didn’t get angry, but responded with a sneer.

Duan Shuiliu, a true Sword Master, had strength that had reached the peak of the Master Realm.

His mastery of the Sword Dao made his lethality unparalleled in the Master Realm!

Yet Ning Fan wasn’t too worried. A Ninth Rank Grandmaster might be powerful, but was still just a grandmaster.

Defeating Duan Shuiliu wouldn’t be hard!

Duan Shuiliu had intended to disgust Ning Fan, but it was he who ended up disgusted by Ning Fan’s remarks.

His old face turned dark and dreadful, and Sword Qi surged around his body.

"Your temperament is too poor; a few words and you’re already enraged?"

Ning Fan said mockingly, then continued, "You old guy aren’t my match, but if you tell me about the Ice-Fire Snow Lotus, I might consider sparing your life."

"What do you say? It’s a decent offer, isn’t it? You, as a Sword Master, should know about the Ice-Fire Snow Lotus, right?"

As Ning Fan kept talking, the Sword Qi around Duan Shuiliu’s body became even more violent, as if it would burst into the sky at any second.

Duan Shuiliu’s old face darkened like water, and his right hand had already grasped the bamboo piece beside him.

The next moment, towering Sword Qi surged from his body, aiming up to the heavens!

"You dare to insult me this way; I want you dead!"

"This summit of Mount Fuji shall be your burial ground. Die for me!"

With a roar, Duan Shuiliu swung the bamboo in his hand.

As the bamboo fell, endless Sword Qi poured out along with it.

The Sword Qi even took the form of a longsword, slashing down directly at Ning Fan.

"All show and no substance, easily broken with a flick of the hand,"

Ning Fan commented indifferently.

Then, with a flick of his finger, Spiritual Energy burst forth from the tip.

"Boom!"

The Spiritual Energy collided with the Sword Qi, causing a terrifying force to explode atop Mount Fuji, stirring up a cloud of dust in an instant.

Within the dust, Ning Fan struck out fiercely, landing a punch on Duan Shuiliu’s left arm.

"Crack!"

In just an instant, Duan Shuiliu’s arm bone was completely shattered.