Me and My Cold CEO Wife Chapter 597 - 597 586 I'll Give You Ten Moves!

597: Chapter 586: I’ll Give You Ten Moves!

597: Chapter 586: I’ll Give You Ten Moves!

In the deepest depths of the Death Prison, there was a ruthless man, but at this mont, he was completely released from his shackles.

Ning Fan looked at Di Baitian with keen interest, his gaze turning icy cold.

“It seems you’ve got it wrong, does this kind of guy even deserve to be in my Shadow Team?”

Filled with arrogance, Ning Fan’s eyes were laced with contempt, directly angering Di Baitian.

“And who are you?!”

Di Baitian glared at Ning Fan, unable to resist clenching his fists.

But Ning Fan ignored his threat, scoffing, “Turns out you’re just a frog at the bottom of the well, no wonder I was slightly expectant.

Turns out, that’s really it…”

With that, Ning Fan shook his head in disappointnt, seemingly quite unsatisfied with Di Baitian’s performance.

Ouyang Feifei imdiately grasped what Ning Fan intended to do.

Her eyes darted about, and her deanor turned cold as well.

“I must have been mistaken, this trip was a waste of our ti.”

“Next ti, do not consider such a person, a frog at the bottom of the well does not deserve to be in my Shadow Team.”

“This ti, I was wrong.”

Ning Fan and Ouyang Feifei ignored Di Baitian’s increasingly ugly expression, provoking him with one remark after another.

Di Baitian, full of arrogance, was actually confident in his own strength.

This arrogance, as perceived by outsiders, was indeed his confidence in his own abilities.

To escape from the Death Prison, Di Baitian believed he needed no help, so his attitude towards Ning Fan and Ouyang Feifei, who ca to release him, was naturally standoffish.

As for Ouyang Feifei’s invitation to join their organization, Di Baitian was even more dismissive.

The so-called Shadow Team that the two kept ntioning, he had never heard of it, and right now, his mind was not on the Shadow Team but on how to teach these two arrogant n and won a lesson.

“What an arrogant fool.

Today, I’ll give you a pass since you did help out.

But watch your mouth from now on, or else I’ll tear it up!”

Watching the indiscreet Ning Fan, Di Baitian’s eyes sparkled with a cold light, his body emitting a terrifying killing intent.

If it weren’t for the fact that Ning Fan and Ouyang Feifei had saved him the trouble, given his temperant, how could he have let Ning Fan and Ouyang Feifei talk till now?

However, Ning Fan just laughed.

It was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, his laughter clearly reflecting his disdain for Di Baitian.

“This is really killing with laughter.

Am I supposed to thank you?”

“Hmph!”

Confronted with Ning Fan’s mockery, Di Baitian let out a cold snort.

He angrily looked at Ning Fan, ready to show this ignorant man what true strength is if he dared to say anything more infuriating.

Ning Fan, smiling, sized up Di Baitian from head to toe.

“It seems you really don’t understand that there are mountains beyond mountains, and heavens beyond the sky.

I don’t mind teaching you a lesson.”

“Nonsense!”

Di Baitian’s eyes bulged with rage simring in his heart.

His patience seed to have given the two the wrong impression.

Despite facing the powerful aura of Di Baitian, Ning Fan was unfazed, casually smiling.

“Since you refuse to accept, then let’s have a competition, but don’t say you’re afraid!”

“You’re asking for death!”

Di Baitian’s lips curled into a bloodthirsty cold smile.

He was one of the rare martial artists in the world, having stepped into the interdiate stage of the True Qi Realm, whereas Ning Fan, he couldn’t see anything special about him, which is why Di Baitian didn’t take Ning Fan seriously.

Now hearing that Ning Fan actually wanted to spar with him, to Di Baitian, this seed like the other party was courting death.

“Less nonsense, just tell if you dare or not!”

Ning Fan shook his head, a nearly imperceptible slyness flashing in his eyes.

It was clear to him that Di Baitian was successfully provoked, with everything under his control.

People this arrogant could only be employed by beating them into total submission.

And the most direct and simplest way to make Di Baitian submit was to beat this guy until he gave in.

“How can I not dare, I’m just afraid of killing you!”

“I’m even more afraid of killing you!”

“Hmph!”

The two didn’t start fighting imdiately, and the scene suddenly went silent, with Ning Fan touching his chin, seemingly deep in thought.

Di Baitian, who had planned to wait for Ning Fan to make the first move, beca impatient at his stillness, curling his lips, “Begin!”

“…How about this, to avoid any claims of bullying, I’ll let you have ten moves.

If you can even touch once, I’ll consider it my loss, how about that?”

Without moving to attack, Ning Fan instead made a statent that infuriated Di Baitian.

Di Baitian’s eyes widened; he couldn’t believe his ears and angrily thought Ning Fan must be an idiot to provoke him like this.

He also felt that Ning Fan was looking down on him far too much, and his rage swelled as he bellowed, “You’ll pay a painful price for your arrogance!”

No sooner had his words faded than a blasting sound filled the air.

Di Baitian left a shadow in his place, and the next second, he was in front of Ning Fan, delivering a punch to Ning Fan’s forehead.

Ning Fan appeared not to react, his face showing no change, maintaining a cheerful smile.

Di Baitian’s eyes turned cold as he planned to take Ning Fan’s life with his first move, showing no rcy, believing the punch would definitely smash the opponent’s head if it connected.

However, good intentions yielded a brutal outco.

The punch missed its mark, as Ning Fan had vanished from before him.

Di Baitian stood in astonishnt, maintaining the punching posture, unable to co to terms with what had happened.

In the cell, besides sensing his own and Ouyang Feifei’s presence, Di Baitian could only feel the absence of Ning Fan, who had disappeared into thin air; he couldn’t detect Ning Fan’s qi at all.

“First move, you have nine moves left.

Sa rule, if you touch even once, I lose!”

Ning Fan’s voice sounded from behind Di Baitian, startling him into instinctively spinning around and aiming a Dragon Claw Hand at Ning Fan’s neck.

With a swooshing sound, Di Baitian’s wrist froze midair; he hadn’t hit anything again, and Ning Fan had once more disappeared from his sight.

“Second move now.

If you have any skills, better use them quickly, or else you won’t have the chance after ten moves,” Ning Fan’s voice now ca from Di Baitian’s left.

“Damn, who are you?!”