The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 713: Is Our Su Family’s Patron That Weak?_1

Chapter 713: Chapter 713: Is Our Su Family’s Patron That Weak?_1

Ning Fan’s expression was icy as he strode forward, throwing a punch towards the figure in front of him.

Bang!

The multiple streams of Inner Strength coming at him were directly shattered by the sheer force of his physique.

The Grandmaster in the lead was instantly struck with terror and quickly raised both arms in front of him, attempting to block Ning Fan’s punch.

"Boom!"

The fist landed heavily on his arms, instantly sending him flying backward, crashing into the villa like a kite with its string cut.

Ning Fan’s punch had all the Grandmasters around him revealing shocked expressions.

"What’s with this kid?"

"He doesn’t show any sign of power fluctuation, and he defeated a Fourth Rank Grandmaster with just his physical body?"

"Incredible! How did he do it?"

Everyone was shocked by the strength Ning Fan displayed, and for a moment, they hesitated to advance.

Seeing this, Su Han roared furiously, "Everyone, attack! As long as we kill this brat, the Su Family will fully support your cultivation!"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s spirits were instantly lifted.

The resources needed for Grandmaster’s cultivation were no small sum; although they, as Patrons, received resources every month, it was actually not enough.

If they could get the full support of the Su Family, their cultivation was sure to advance by leaps and bounds.

"Kill this brat!"

"He dares to come here alone asking for death!"

"With so many of us here, could we still be afraid of him?"

Driven by the lure of benefits, the Grandmasters suppressed their fear and charged at Ning Fan again.

Seeing this, Ning Fan didn’t hold back any longer and released the Spiritual Power within his body.

Boom!

The Patron Grandmaster in the lead was instantly sent flying, crashing into the ground far away like a kite with its string cut.

"You little bastard, take this!"

A Patron circled to Ning Fan’s back, his face twisted with a ferocious grin as he thrust his claw-like hand violently towards Ning Fan’s neck.

Ning Fan stood unflinching, not even attempting to dodge, allowing the Grandmaster’s attack to land on him.

Clang!

The sound of metal striking metal exploded; the sneak attack did not inflict the slightest injury on Ning Fan!

The next second, Ning Fan snorted coldly and turned his palm to imprint on the Patron, who immediately spewed blood violently, suffered serious injury, and fell to the ground unable to rise again!

"Damn vermin!"

"Take our attack!"

Two more Patrons charged at him, but Ning Fan sidestepped the incoming assaults and caught their heads with a counter grip, slamming them hard into the ground!

Bang! Bang!

Two deep pits were instantly smashed into the ground, and the two Patron Grandmasters passed out on the spot.

The Su Family members were all dumbstruck.

They had thought this would be a one-sided battle; indeed it was one-sided, but it was their Su Family Patrons who were being taken down.

A minute had passed since the fight began, and half of the Su Family Patrons had fallen, while Ning Fan remained completely unharmed.

Not to mention injuries, his hair was not even messed up!

"What is happening?"

"Isn’t it that our Su Family Patrons are so weak?"

"No, no, it’s that this kid is too strong!"

The Su Family members were discussing heatedly, looking at Ning Fan with eyes filled with dread.

However, it seemed that Ning Fan had intentionally done so; although the Patrons were defeated, not a single one of them had died.

Another minute passed, and there was no longer a Patron Grandmaster standing in front of Ning Fan.

The Patrons lay scattered in all directions on the ground, wailing in pain, unable to even crawl.

"A bunch of trash, unable to take down a mere whelp, you all call yourselves Patrons in vain!"

Jiang Nan snorted coldly, stepping forward and resettling before Ning Fan.

"Kid, to possess such abilities at a young age, you must have some skills, but before me, Jiang Nan, you’re still nothing!"

"Considering your martial arts talent, I can give you a chance: if you surrender and serve under my command for a hundred years, I can spare your life!"

At these words, the Su Family members started yelling again.

"That’s right, surrender quickly!"

"Priest Jiang is a Half-Step Great Grandmaster, you’re doomed today!"

"Tell you what, this is your last chance!"

Ning Fan replied with a cold smile, "I’ll also give you a chance, if you’re willing to surrender, I might not kill you today."

Hearing this, a flash of anger crossed Jiang Nan’s eyes.

"What arrogant nonsense, kid! It seems that without a lesson today, you won’t realize how out of your depth you are!"

With that, he stamped his foot and, like a gust of wind, rushed towards Ning Fan.

"Kid, watch carefully and appreciate the gap in strength between us!"

As a Half-Step Great Grandmaster, Jiang Nan’s speed was incredibly fast; the moment he rushed out, he was already in front of Ning Fan, but a lingering shadow still remained in place.

That was an afterimage left by his high speed.

Upon reaching Ning Fan, he raised his right hand and slapped down.

This palm might appear light and weightless, but in reality, it held a weight akin to thousands of catties and contained unimaginable power!

"Not bad, for someone among the Half-Step Great Grandmasters, you do have some skills."

Ning Fan’s expression remained impassive, slightly shifting his body as he lightly tapped Jiang Nan’s wrist with his right hand.

Boom!

The whistling force of his strike was diverted off course, skittering past Ning Fan’s shoulder and unleashing its unrestrained fury onto the garden.

In an instant, vegetation splattered and dust flew; a massive crater appeared on the ground.

"Hmm? Using softness to overcome strength?"

Surprise flickered in Jiang Nan’s eyes. He knew this technique, but he never expected Ning Fan to use it at that moment.

The concept of using softness to overcome strength was not, as people imagined, merely a technical skill to counter brute force.

To redirect a force of a thousand catties implies that the person performing the skill must possess a strength of at least a thousand catties – that is the true essence of using softness to overcome strength.