439: Chapter 391: Falling into a Trap, Counterattack 439: Chapter 391: Falling into a Trap, Counterattack The night was ink-black, the evening breeze whispered through the branches and leaves with a rustling sound, exceptionally clear in the tranquil villa.
Under the cover of darkness, Ye Fan, who had sneaked into the villa, hid in a cluster of bushes, intently sensing everything in the manor with his consciousness.
Through his sensing, Ye Fan discovered that the security asures of the Dark Council’s Southeast Asia branch were not as strict as those of the Yakuza, with fewer than ten martial artists’ auras in the entire villa, including the aura of an Innate Great Perfection Stage Martial Artist in the central villa.
Beyond that, even the number of regular guards was minimal, with hardly any patrolling figures in sight.
This discovery made Ye Fan feel sowhat puzzled.
Amidst his puzzlent, Ye Fan also felt an inexplicable unease.
This was an intuition he had developed over the past three years of constantly undertaking missions, dancing on the Death God Scythe, and escaping death multiple tis when facing unknown dangers.
Once, during a mission in the European Union, it was this intuition that allowed him to return unscathed.
As his uneasy intuition surged, Ye Fan did not rashly advance towards the central villa but cautiously remained hidden in the bushes, reining in his consciousness to sense everything in the villa once more.
After a full ten minutes, Ye Fan confird that aside from the aura of the Innate Great Perfection Stage Martial Artist in the central villa, there were no other dangers in the manor.
With this assurance, Ye Fan no longer hesitated and quickly sprinted towards the central villa.
Inside the central villa.
Lovsky, in charge of the Giant Axe Organization’s Southeast Asia branch, stood in the villa’s courtyard, while Hunter, one of the four princes of the Dark Council and the person in charge of Southeast Asia, hid at the corner of the yard like a ghost, resembling a patient hunter waiting for his prey to appear.
Although more than ten minutes had passed and the assassin that Hunter spoke of had not appeared, and Lovsky himself had not sensed the assassin’s aura, he did not doubt Hunter’s words.
Lovsky knew that the ring in Hunter’s possession was the “Ghost Ring,” a top-grade mid-level magical artifact second only to high-level magical artifacts that could perfectly conceal one’s aura and also suppress other magical artifacts with similar concealing capabilities.
Therefore, he deduced that the assassin who had sneaked into the villa must have a treasure that concealed his aura, thus escaping his spiritual sense but not Hunter’s sensing.
Knowing all this, he and Hunter agreed to pretend that he was Hunter, feigning cultivation in the courtyard, while Hunter would stay concealed in the dark, ready to capture the assassin once he appeared.
Ye Fan, however, was unaware of all this.
Although his spiritual sense had not detected other dangers in the villa, Ye Fan found that the closer he got to the central villa, the stronger his unease grew.
This caused Ye Fan to stop his advance when he was still a hundred ters from the central villa.
“Could it be that Hunter has concealed his strength and has already entered the War God Realm (Gang Qi Realm)?”
Feeling the intense unease in his heart, Ye Fan couldn’t help but question himself inwardly.
Impossible!
Imdiately, Ye Fan dismissed this guess.
Because, as the Martial Arts World began to flourish again, including Huaxia, the Six Major Alliances paid great attention to any Supre Strongman who entered the Gang Qi Realm; once soone achieved this status, all the major alliances would be inford.
“It’s possible that he has stepped into the Half-step War God (Gang Qi) Realm!”
After dismissing the possibility of Hunter entering the Gang Qi Realm, another thought erged in Ye Fan’s mind, feeling it was highly likely.
At the sa ti, Ye Fan couldn’t help but recall the past battle between Ye Wenhao and the Great Elder of the Wudang Sect, Murong Gu.
During that fight, Murong Gu, with his Half-step Gang Qi realm strength, almost left Ye Wenhao powerless to fight back, only for Ye Wenhao to win by using an unimaginable move called ‘Burning Nine Heavens’.
Rembering all that, Ye Fan was well aware that an Innate Great Perfection Stage Martial Artist and a Half-step Gang Qi Realm master were not on the sa level; the latter considerably outmatched the forr, even capable of attacking from afar using Gang Qi!
“Should I give up?”
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Ye Fan suddenly felt an urge to retreat.
While he was confident in his own strength and had the ace of a Flying Knife assassination that could catch his opponent off guard, he had no certainty of assassinating a Half-step Gang Qi Realm master.
And if he couldn’t kill with one hit and was counterattacked, escaping unscathed would be nearly impossible!
“The path of Martial Arts increasingly emphasizes the cultivation of will and spirit as one advances.
If a martial artist lacks a heart that bravely moves forward and is undaunted by difficulties, they can never beco a Supre Strongman of the Gang Qi Realm!”
Just as Ye Fan was hesitating whether to give up, he suddenly heard a phrase once spoken by Chu Xuanji echoing in his ears.
“No!”
“I must not give up!”
Rembering Chu Xuanji’s words, Ye Fan slowly closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and made a decision.
In his view, if he lacked even the courage to fight because he rely suspected that Hunter was in the Half-step War God Realm (Gang Qi Realm), it would leave a shadow in his heart, creating a huge obstacle for his future cultivation.
Moreover, whether he could successfully assassinate Hunter would determine whether he could quell the chaos in the Underworld of the Southeast Asia Special Zone in a short ti, thus affecting his father Ye Wenhao’s career path!
Once the decision was made, Ye Fan found that his restless heart cald down, his spirit seed purified as if washed clean, and his Martial Arts will beca even more resolute!
Realizing this, Ye Fan knew that his spiritual cultivation had advanced another step, which secretly delighted him.
Amid his delight, for precaution in case of close combat, Ye Fan pulled out a Black Iron Fist set and wore it on his hands.
In addition, he took out a black mask from his backpack and put it on his face.
The mask was one he had worn for missions over the past three years, and he had specifically brought it with him to Southeast Asia.
Having done all this, Ye Fan no longer hesitated; he sprung from his spot, transford into a phantom, and floated towards the central villa.
Soon, Ye Fan, with his terrifying speed in movent technique and the Ghostly Gourd concealing his aura, evaded the door guard at Hunter’s villa and arrived outside the wall.
With a leap, he jumped into the yard, nearly making no sound throughout the process.
Whoosh!
Upon entering the villa’s courtyard, Ye Fan hid behind a cluster of bushes, crouching down, his gaze scanning the figure seated cross-legged in the middle of the yard.
“Why is it Lovsky?”
As he clearly saw Lovsky’s burly figure and fierce appearance, Ye Fan’s pupils dilated abruptly, shocked to the core—he knew Lovsky’s appearance well from the data provided by the Yanhuang Organization’s Southeast Asia Office about the Dark Council, the Giant Axe Organization, and the Yakuza, the three major forces in Southeast Asia.
Danger!
The next mont.
Before Ye Fan could figure out the reason, a stronger sense of unease surged in his heart, enveloped by a dangerous aura.
“Huff!”
At the sa ti, a swooshing sound arose behind Ye Fan.
Under the cover of night, the hidden Hunter transford into a phantom and lunged towards Ye Fan, his right hand swinging out in a claw shape, rapidly reaching for Ye Fan’s back.
Ye Fan tensed up, his consciousness moved, and power surged to his legs and waist.
He twisted his waist and slid his feet, making a side-flashing movent.
“Huff!”
Hunter missed in a swipe, his right hand grazing past Ye Fan’s body.
“Huh?”
Perhaps not expecting Ye Fan’s movent technique to be so agile, Hunter was slightly startled as he abruptly stopped and changed direction, reaching for Ye Fan again.
“Hiss~”
This ti, Hunter poured power into his five fingers.
With a grab, the air tore apart, creating a trendous force.
Facing Hunter’s second attack, Ye Fan didn’t dare to clash head-on and didn’t use his Flying Knife Assassination.
Instead, he explosively retreated!
From Hunter’s first attack, he had assessed that Hunter’s attack speed was extrely fast.
Thus, even though he could surprise, hit, and potentially kill Hunter with a Xuanye Flying Blade Assassination at such a short distance, he himself would also take a hit from this attack of Hunter’s.
And with the power of this grab from Hunter, if he were caught, he would not die but would be severely injured!
“Snap—”
Soon, a crisp sound emanated; Hunter grabbed onto a large tree as thick as a bowl, breaking the trunk directly with his grasp.
anwhile, Ye Fan, using his excellent movent technique, dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding Hunter’s attack.
“Hunter, do you need my help?”
At this mont, Lovsky stood up nearby and asked.
“No need.”
Hearing this, Hunter stopped the attack and rejected the offer from Lovsky to assist, staring sinisterly at Ye Fan, “You bastard born of a bitch, think you can escape with your agile movent technique?
I tell you, that’s impossible!”
No sooner had he spoken than Hunter no longer concealed his aura, a terrifying murderous intent erging from him, rolling over Ye Fan like waves, bringing imnse pressure.
Facing Hunter’s oppressive aura, Ye Fan was not afraid but pleased!
Because, once Hunter fully released his aura, Ye Fan keenly sensed that Hunter’s aura was only of a Level 8 Warrior.
Recalling that there had been no Gang Qi in Hunter’s previous attack, he was sure Hunter had not reached the Half-step War God realm!
“You lowly insect, you can’t possibly escape my grasp!”
As his montum reached its peak, Hunter sneered, leaped forward, and lunged at Ye Fan again, faster than before and with even greater ferocity.
However—
This ti.
Ye Fan didn’t flee.
Because he had determined that Hunter was only a Level 8 Warrior, and he felt Hunter didn’t intend to kill him but wanted to capture him alive!
Hence, Hunter wouldn’t use his full strength in his attack!
Hmm?
Perceiving that Ye Fan was standing still, confusion flickered across Hunter’s eyes, not knowing what Ye Fan intended to do.
Do what??
Face him head-on!
Ye Fan’s consciousness moved, forty-seven Power Seeds inside him ran wildly, streams of power erging, converging, creating a torrent that surged towards Ye Fan’s right fist.
Power surging, Iron Fist swung!
Under the night sky.
Ye Fan, wearing the Black Iron Fist set, suddenly swung his fist, striking at the swiftly approaching Hunter!
——Qi Rushes to the Sky, Second Level!
Eighteen tis the power!
He unleashed a close-quarters combat killing move!!
…
…(To be continued.
If you like this work, you are welco to recomnd tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian).
Your support is my greatest motivation.
Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to continue reading.)
User Comments
0 comments from readers