Chapter 1201: Chapter 1190: Another Trump Card?
However, today, Ning Fan was facing a master of the Aerial Mastery Realm, Nalan Jiuhuang. Even the Aerial Mastery expert who previously guarded the Ning Family couldn’t display such skills as Nalan Jiuhuang.
It could be said, awe-inspiring, invincible.
“Fan’er, you must hold on.”
Ning Qiankun was worried but did not go forward to stop him.
If he wanted to command everyone to attack Nalan Jiuhuang, it would be effective.
However, even if Nalan Jiuhuang were surrounded, she would not fear for her life; at most, she would just escape.
She had an absolute advantage and could escape unhard.
Even if Duan Yunfei commanded the Cloud Breaking Sect experts to shoot all their Cloud Breaking Arrows, it would still be ineffective.
Ning Qiankun really wanted to see Ning Fan eliminate this potential threat. This approach had two major benefits.
Firstly, without Nalan Jiuhuang, the Nalan Family no longer had its treasured guardian. Even if they hated the Ning Family in the future, they would not dare act rashly. The Ning Family could take advantage of this victory to permanently suppress the Nalan Family underfoot, making them too afraid to act rashly.
Secondly, after Ning Fan killed Nalan Jiuhuang, not only would it shake the entire Dragon City, but it would also create enormous waves throughout the Huaxia Jianghu. With his reputation spreading, no one would dare to challenge the Ning Family’s might again. Ning Fan himself would benefit greatly; those Ning Family mbers unwilling to follow Ning Fan would be forced to succumb to his reputation and obey his commands.
Either way, they lay a solid foundation for Ning Fan to take over as the Family Head in the future.
Under the watchful eyes of all, the Fireballs gathered by Nalan Jiuhuang grew more and more nurous.
When she had condensed nine Fireballs, she stopped adding more, rely using the Fireballs to trap and block Ning Fan, moving them left and right, up and down.
Ning Fan ran gasping for breath, sensing a mont of clarity.
Even if these Fireballs hit the defense circle, there was no fear because these Fireballs were limited in power; they were too small. The defense circle stood unyielding against them.
Reflecting on this, he imdiately changed his thinking and strategy.
There is no encirclent in this world that cannot be broken.
Let him be strong, like the bright moon over the great river.
Only by confronting death and adopting a desperate plan might there be a chance of survival.
Ning Fan made up his mind and shouted, “All of you, step back.”
“Oh.”
Everyone looked at Ning Fan, their gazes narrowing.
Ning Fan no longer evaded the nine Fireballs of Nalan Jiuhuang, allowing them to strike his defense circle, sparking fierce flas.
“What exactly is Mr. Ning trying to do? If he continues like this, without dodging and avoiding, once the Fireballs controlled by Nalan Jiuhuang break through the defense circle, the consequences are unimaginable.”
“You guys are overthinking it. Who is Mr. Ning? Before making decisions, he carefully considers. He must have his own plan.”
“Yes, we are overthinking it. Just watch; the real show is just beginning.”
Under everyone’s gaze, Ning Fan disregarded the Fireballs’ attacks, instead turning to look at Nalan Jiuhuang, laughing wildly, “Nalan Jiuhuang, since you want to die, I’ll fulfill your wish.”
“Kid, stop bragging.” Nalan Jiuhuang replied with a smug smile.
To her, Ning Fan was at his wit’s end, a spent force, saying such words in a desperate attempt to intimidate her.
However, he picked the wrong opponent. Who was she?
A 100-year-old Jianghu veteran, how could she be caught by such verbal traps?
Underestimating her psychological endurance line, wasn’t he?
Nalan Jiuhuang’s face was resolute as she controlled the nine Fireballs with even more ferocity, their speed and intensity growing stronger.
In this way, the surrounding crowd watched with burning gazes, all breaking into a cold sweat for Ning Fan.
Yet Ning Fan, unafraid of any obstacles, advanced swiftly, flying through the sky moving towards Nalan Jiuhuang, with a force to crush the world, his fist whistling towards Nalan Jiuhuang.
Does this kid have a death wish?
Nalan Jiuhuang was startled; she hadn’t expected Ning Fan’s defense circle, ford with his Peak True Origin Realm cultivation, to withstand the Fireball attacks of her Aerial Mastery power.
This situation seed bizarre no matter how one looked at it.
Ning Fan’s series of actions completely disrupted Nalan Jiuhuang’s series of plans.
Watching Ning Fan surge with violence, the Fireballs she controlled beca sowhat chaotic, for Ning Fan’s montum and gaze were too intimidating, appearing full of confidence.
Could he really kill ?
In these tis, the higher one’s ambitions, the thinner the life. Prepare a feast that fits the pot you have.
Youngsters tend to aim too high, only regretting when they fail.
Information analysis Nalan Jiuhuang received revealed that Ning Fan often did things incomprehensible to ordinary people, and nine tis out of ten, he succeeded.
This was also the key reason for his rapid rise internationally and in Huaxia.
Ning Fan was the Phantom Asura internationally, the Ninth Lord in Huaxia. Such titles commanded awe everywhere, unmatched by anyone.
Nalan Jiuhuang took a deep breath, extinguishing all nine Fireballs and retracting all her True Qi into her body.
In an instant, a True Qi cyclone ford around her like a fierce whirlwind.
No enemy could hope to attack her body, not even a fly could get in.
In the autumn breeze, her True Qi cyclone swept up the fallen leaves on the ground, visibly shredding them into powder, disappearing with the wind.
“Is this a special defense circle from an Aerial Mastery expert that Mr. Ning can penetrate?”
Everyone watched intently, not daring to breathe a word.
Ning Fan, as if blind to the whirlwind, concentrated all his True Qi on his fist, rushing like a Superman towards the predetermined target, swift as lightning.
Even the trajectory he flew past left behind a Phantom.
“As expected of the Phantom Asura, look at that montum, as if to destroy everything. If you want to die, then so be it.” Nalan Jiuhuang’s pupils contracted as she watched Ning Fan rushing into her defense circle, once again ramping up the intensity of her True Qi, making the whirlwind impervious and unbreakable.
Gradually, as the wind speed increased, Nalan Jiuhuang herself disappeared into the whirlwind, becoming almost invisible in its blur.
The crowd looked on, shocked. To them, air was essentially colorless and odorless, but under Nalan Jiuhuang’s control, the whirlwind was terrifyingly swift, more than just a minor gust.
In this way, Ning Fan’s difficulty in breaking through increased significantly.
“A whirlwind, is it? It’s a petty trick.”
Ning Fan sneered contemptuously, sticking to the planned direction, diving into that whirlwind.
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