Chapter 1188: Chapter 1177: The Elders’ Skills Are a Complete Mess
Chapter 1177 The Elders’ Martial Arts Are a Complete Mess
“Since you guys don’t care about dignity, then don’t blame me for bullying the elderly. Come on.”
Phew…
In an instant, True Qi filled the surroundings of Ning Fan’s body, but strangely, this True Qi was changing into different colors, making it hard to decipher.
“What kind of technique is this?”
“What’s happening?”
The True Qi surrounding Ning Fan’s defensive circle was turning red, then yellow, then green, then…
“Don’t be confused by this external display, let’s all charge together. Several True Origin Realm experts with rich combat experience, are we not enough to handle this brat?”
“Yeah, take things lightly, and if you can’t accept it, just fight. Let’s just kill.”
After discussing among themselves, several senior elders from the Nalan Family struck out fiercely again, getting closer and closer to Ning Fan.
The reason Ning Fan’s True Qi constantly changed color was because he invoked the aura of the Dragon Ball; he didn’t want to waste energy on these old folks.
Thus, he formed a strong defensive circle, letting them attack until they were exhausted and then deliver a fatal blow — saving a lot of energy that way.
Just as he planned, Ning Fan stood there smiling, relying on the formidable defensive circle, and beckoned to those old men, “You old fossils are half-buried in the ground, and still trying to fight others? Can you still hold onto your dignity?”
Damn it.
Before he finished speaking, those old men became even more enraged, some grabbing knives, others swords, and some relying on leg skills, all violently attacking Ning Fan’s defensive circle.
Bang bang…
Clang clang…
However, their True Qi attached itself to knives, swords, and legs, but the impact was subpar.
No matter how hard they tried, it felt like they were hitting cotton, unable to break through Ning Fan’s defensive layer.
“This is not right. If Ning Fan is a Peak True Origin Realm expert, he wouldn’t be so much stronger than us. Is just a protective layer this powerful?”
“Actions speak louder than words; this guy must have a unique mental method or secret technique, otherwise, this peculiar True Qi defense wouldn’t be possible.”
Saying this, those old men again wielded their knives, swords, hands, and feet, fiercely pounding and slashing at Ning Fan’s defensive circle.
Yet, all to no avail.
Seeing the several panting, constantly attacking seasoned elders of the Nalan Family, Nalan Jiuhuang frowned, resting her chin thoughtfully.
Having lived over a hundred years, she’s a seasoned player in Jianghu, always the hunter, not the hunted, wise and insightful.
Yet even with her vision, seeing the color changes of Ning Fan’s defensive circle made her pupils contract, unable to figure it out.
After all, she’s never seen anything like it.
Although they’re both True Origin Realm experts, even if those seasoned elders have a small realm gap with Ning Fan, Ning Fan as the defender, no matter how strong his True Qi is, it’s merely at the True Origin Realm in terms of realm and power.
Several True Origin Realm experts of the Nalan Family charging together could typically break the defense.
Yet, the current situation subverted reality, making her question life somewhat.
Several minutes later.
Those old men, due to their age, after several rounds of slashing, were sweating profusely, panting heavily, with their sweat evaporated by the effect of True Qi, like being in a sauna, steam rising.
Yet Ning Fan stood there steady as Mount Tai, like an unyielding rock, determined not to let go of the green hills.
At this time, he could see these old folks’ strength was almost exhausted, yet still recklessly attacking.
Honestly, their actions were getting slower and slower.
From Ning Fan’s perspective, they focused solely on attacking without considering defense, exposing many weaknesses.
“What a good opportunity, now’s the time!”
Seizing the moment as those old men struck again, Ning Fan suddenly retracted his defensive circle, his body mysteriously disappearing from the spot.
“What’s happening?”
“Where’s he?”
The knives, swords, punches, and kicks of those old men hit the place where Ning Fan originally stood, all falling on air or the ground.
Ning Fan had vanished without a trace.
Just as they exchanged glances, puzzled, a shout came from behind.
“Watch out, everyone!”
It was Nalan Jiuhuang who saw Ning Fan’s figure quickly retreating over ten meters, timely warning them.
“What?”
The seasoned elders hurriedly turned around, before they could see clearly, a blurred shadow flickered in front of them.
Then, cracking sounds echoed.
Poof…
These old men felt their bodies hit by a slap, some had their skulls shattered, falling to the ground, dying with eyes wide open, some had their necks fractured, falling to the ground, becoming vegetative, unconscious.
The action happened in a flash, those seasoned elders of the Nalan Family already lying on the ground, fate unknown.
Due to the speed, Nalan Jiuhuang, who wanted to rush over to aid, was still a beat too slow.
Taking advantage of his success, Ning Fan quickly rushed out, flying outside Quiet Thought Hall.
In the sunlight, his clothes fluttered, his entire body spotless, without being tainted by the recent fight.
He shook his head, full of disdain, “Those so-called True Origin Realm experts? These old guys’ skills… a complete mess!”
“Brat, you’re courting death!”
Nalan Jiuhuang, seeing several seasoned elders of her family beaten to uncertain fate, became furious, vowing to kill Ning Fan on the spot.
Her figure flashed rapidly, with a few leaps arriving outside Quiet Thought Hall, standing opposite Ning Fan, confronting him.
“Ning Fan, you haven’t experienced this aunt’s might, have you?”
“I know a little,”
Ning Fan nodded proudly, “When I killed Nalan Yanfeng, she used the Nirvana Phoenix Technique, but her skills were not mastered, seemed like lacking a complementary mental method to supplement strength and vitality, so I didn’t even need to kill her, her life was rapidly burning away, I just gently struck, she croaked immediately, I was quite helpless.”
Nalan Jiuhuang snorted softly, a somewhat chilling grin, her eyes like blood-thirsty demons, staring into Ning Fan’s with each word pronounced, “The Nirvana Phoenix Technique Nalan Yanfeng practiced barely touches the surface, since you’re so interested, let me show you the real Nalan Nirvana Phoenix Art!”
“Oh?”
Ning Fan’s pupils constricted, suddenly realizing the seriousness of the matter.
Because Nalan Jiuhuang was too abnormal, over a hundred years old, whether appearance, figure, or vitality, all were like a charming woman in her thirties, charm enduring.
If she indeed practiced the Nirvana Phoenix Technique, it should burn life tremendously, once overdrawn, vitality would decrease sharply, figure, appearance should become more haggard, aged compared to peers, right?