The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 841: What Cultivation Level Are You Exactly?

Chapter 841: Chapter 841: What Cultivation Level Are You Exactly?

"This lad is doomed!" the Patriarch of the Bao Family gritted his teeth, "With three Transcendent Realm experts, even if he has great abilities, he can’t possibly survive!"

He had lost a Patron of the Peak Great Master level, and now he wished he could tear Ning Fan into pieces with his own hands.

Old Master Li’s eyes were filled with malice, his bony hand gripping the cane tightly, venom clear in his eyes: "Butcher the lad! I want him to pay with his life for my son!"

"Young man, considering your youth and the cultivation you’ve achieved, we can offer you a chance," Sun Yun suddenly said. "If you’re willing to submit, we can spare your life."

"Reaching such a level of cultivation is not easy; you better think it over," Zhou Tai also said solemnly, "We don’t want to see a newly emerged Transcendent Realm expert die so soon."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fan smiled, "Considering what you’ve just said, I can spare your lives."

"Bastard! You’re courting death!" Zhang Tian burst into rage upon hearing this, "Since you’re so unappreciative, don’t blame us for being ruthless!"

Upon finishing his words, he stamped forcefully on the ground, and his figure instantly turned into a shadow rushing towards Ning Fan.

In an instant, the ground shook, and a terrifying pressure swiftly enveloped the entire hall.

Ning Fan squinted his eyes, his Spiritual Power surged through his body, meeting the attack without any reservations.

Sun Yun and Zhou Tai exchanged glances, did not delay, and also charged towards Ning Fan from left and right.

"All three of us are in the Transcendent Realm."

"Even if you are also a Transcendent Realm expert, you can’t possibly be our match."

"Since you are so unappreciative, today we can only suppress you ..."

The next moment, Zhang Tian, leading the charge, suddenly froze.

In the instant of the clash with Ning Fan, he felt an indescribable terrifying power pouring from his palm.

Almost instantly, his complexion turned extremely pale, his chest heaving with tumultuous blood and qi.

Before he could react, Spiritual Power exploded inside his body, with a series of muffled sounds erupting!

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Tian’s body seemed like it had been rigged with pre-installed bombs, erupting simultaneously, with blood bursting from various meridians and acupoints.

"How could this be?"

Zhang Tian was utterly astonished.

He couldn’t even stop this power from wreaking havoc in his body.

But Ning Fan didn’t give him a chance to catch his breath; he grabbed his head and smashed it directly toward the ground.

"Bastard!"

"Stop!"

Upon seeing this, Sun Yun and Zhou Tai were shocked and hurriedly attempted to intervene.

"Get out of the way!"

Ning Fan’s surroundings suddenly erupted with a strong burst of Spiritual Power, effectively blocking the two men out, leaving them without any chance to assist.

Under the stunned gaze of the two, Zhang Tian was forcefully smashed into the ground, creating a huge crater.

Cracks spread out like a spider web in all directions from the west, with dust and smoke billowing skyward.

Zhang Tian, possibly at the bottom of the crater, felt as if all his bones were broken, and his mouth was tinged with the sweet taste of fresh blood.

"What... what cultivation level are you exactly?"

Zhang Tian’s eyes were filled with fear; his own proudest strength seemed frivolous before Ning Fan, leaving him completely unable to fight back.

What he didn’t know was that Ning Fan’s power wasn’t much stronger than his.

The reason he lost was that he had underestimated his opponent too much.

Spiritual Power is inherently superior to Inner Strength, and Ning Fan struck with all his might, naturally making it impossible for him to withstand.

"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you,"

Ning Fan casually tossed him aside, turning his head to look at the two: "Now, it’s your turn. Do you still want to continue?"

Sun Yun and Zhou Tai exchanged looks; although they were shaken by Ning Fan’s power, they weren’t very afraid.

"It was just a sneak attack; do you really think you can overpower us?"

"Even with just the two of us left, we can easily slay you!"

The pair moved forward simultaneously; their Inner Strength surged rapidly, their powerful force explosively unleashing, as each displayed their own unique skills.

"Hundred Birds Rising Fist!"

"Green Blood Fist!"

In an instant, their powerful momentum explosively erupted, their ferocious Inner Strength like roaring waves, unreservedly attacking Ning Fan.

Upon seeing this, Ning Fan made no concession, his right hand swiping over the Qiankun Ring and the Jadestone Mini-sword falling into his palm.

Spiritual Power crazily surged into the Jadestone Mini-sword through his palm; in an instant, countless sharp sword lights burst forth, condensing behind Ning Fan.

"Slash!"

Ning Fan stepped forward, the Spiritual Power around him swirling as he mercilessly struck downward with the Jadestone Mini-sword in his hand!

Whoosh!

Countless sword lights instantly converged, forming a massive blade of light meeting their attack.

Boom boom boom!

Instantly, a deafening roar reverberated, with invisible shockwaves spreading in all directions.

The strong force made it hard for the surrounding people to remain standing, and had the Patrons not been protecting them, those Family Heads would have been blown away.

After a long while, as the dust settled, the scene inside came into view.

"How could this be?"

"Damn it! Is this guy really that formidable?"

"My god... how can he possess such strength!"

All those who clearly saw the situation inside exclaimed in astonishment, uttering cries of shock.