Chapter 1200: Chapter 1189: The Fierce Nalan Jiuhuang
In contrast, Ning Fan chuckled and nodded with satisfaction, “Feifei, your intelligence gathering abilities are unmatched. Duan Yunfei, that old fellow, has honed his Cloud Breaking Arrow Technique quite well, and his exclusive weapon, the Cloud Breaking Arrow, is even more useful than I imagined.”
“Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Ning.”
Ouyang Feifei and Duan Yunfei both clasped their fists, expressing gratitude with varied expressions.
Even as the sect leader of the Cloud Breaking Sect, Duan Yunfei dared not refute Ning Fan’s dismissive remarks.
It was Duan Yuanmeng who stood up for her master but said nothing, only pouting and glaring at Ning Fan in anger.
This young man seemed a bit arrogant, not showing any regard for others.
All young people, with the same shoulders carrying a head, why was there such a significant difference?
However, Ning Fan didn’t notice this, and while looking at the enraged Nalan Jiuhuang, he lit a cigarette again and said slowly, “Senior Nalan, if I’m not mistaken, you once said that if our Ning Family won this offensive and defensive battle, you would take your own life to apologize… However, the subsequent events proved that you did not fulfill your promise, and that’s fine. I didn’t expect that to keep mouths shut, you intended to silence me, and thus intimidate the Ning Family and its affiliates, your intentions are despicable, like beasts.”
“You…”
Nalan Jiuhuang, whose emotions were already disturbed, felt even more conflicted, like a cat’s claw on her heart.
To kill Ning Fan, yet in this environment, she couldn’t perform a long-range attack using her Aerial Mastery Realm strength in the air, she had to do it on the ground.
On the ground, Ning Fan’s martial arts skills were too advanced; even with her century-long cultivation, she wouldn’t fare well against his extensive prowess.
This was evident from their previous covert skirmish in the narrow room.
“Indeed, the waves behind the Yangtze River drive on those ahead onto the sand,” Nalan Jiuhuang thought, calming her anger and saying calmly to Ning Fan, “Ning Fan, young one, I didn’t expect not only your martial cultivation realm to be profound, but your verbal sparring skills unmatched. But if you think you can cause me to retreat with just words, it might not be that easy.”
She then changed her tone, threatening, “Even if we battle on the ground, although I can’t fully display the momentum of the Aerial Mastery Realm, I still possess its strength. Do you really think that with your small Peak True Origin Realm cultivation, you can be my opponent?”
“Whether I’m your opponent or not, we’ll only know after we fight.”
Ning Fan looked at her dismissively, completely disregarding her.
In truth, she had already realized that if without the Dragon Pearl’s Breath’s augmentation, when facing opponents of the same realm, she could remain undefeated.
With the Dragon Pearl’s Breath’s enhancement, the True Qi condensed from the True Yuan is purer, forming faster and more efficiently.
It’s like having a cheat, entirely capable of slaying opponents above one’s level.
This is why Ning Fan isn’t afraid of Nalan Jiuhuang.
Ning Fan waved his hand, scanned the crowd, and commanded, “This is a battle between experts, all of you step back. Without my order, no one is allowed to intervene.”
“Mr. Ning, what if she tries to fly and attack you from the air?”
Duan Yuanmeng voiced her concern, asking aloud.
“She won’t.”
Ning Fan flatly denied, confidently stating, “Once she engages in close combat with me, she won’t be able to fly. I’m a close combat expert; even if she’s a Phoenix, I’ll beat her down to a featherless hen.”
“You insolent brat, see my move!”
Though her treasured blade had been struck down by Ning Fan earlier, Nalan Jiuhuang, bare-handed, showed no fear.
She formed hand seals, swirling constantly, as a not too large, not too small Illusory Fireball gradually took shape.
“Another fireball?”
Ning Fan’s gaze halted, somewhat speechless.
Soon, the Illusory Fireball formed and was hurled toward Ning Fan.
“Ha, still this move?”
Ning Fan had already become immune to her techniques.
Why say this?
If Nalan Jiuhuang were to attack remotely from the sky using fireballs, its lethality couldn’t be underestimated.
But at such close range, and attacking from the ground, with Nalan Jiuhuang’s hurried timing, the Illusory Fireball’s small diameter greatly diminished its lethality.
Ning Fan mobilized True Qi from within, quickly forming a formidable defense around his body, which, with the Dragon Pearl’s Breath’s augmentation, changed colors continually.
He charged towards Nalan Jiuhuang with the resolve to deliver a fatal blow.
“Old hag, next year today will be your memorial day.”
Whoosh…
With a fierce spin, like a whirlwind, Ning Fan precisely dodged the fireball.
However, the situation allowed no room for complacency. Why?
Because Nalan Jiuhuang had shifted her strategy, while controlling that fireball to pursue Ning Fan, she again formed a fireball in her hand and launched it.
Ning Fan could easily evade one fireball, but upon seeing a second one, he was taken aback, and while dodging, his speed decreased, significantly reducing his impact on Nalan Jiuhuang.
Taking advantage of this gap, Nalan Jiuhuang continuously formed Illusory Fireballs and launched them.
More terrifyingly, each fireball seemed to have a life of its own, manipulated by Nalan Jiuhuang to breach Ning Fan’s defense and incinerate him to ashes.
“Hiss…”
The audience watched with trepidation; they hadn’t expected the Aerial Mastery Realm’s prowess to be so formidable.
Moreover, this Nalan Jiuhuang wasn’t an ordinary Aerial Mastery Realm expert. The Illusory Fireball she used wasn’t typical martial arts but seemed to be some kind of magical secret technique.
“Hey, do you think Mr. Ning can hold up?”
“What nonsense. Mr. Ning isn’t just anyone. He’s the famed Phantom Asura internationally, the ninth master of Huaxia. Since his debut, has he ever feared anyone?”
“Right, Mr. Ning has always been impressive. Killing above his level is nothing new.”
“Even though Nalan Jiuhuang is an Aerial Mastery Realm expert, it’s not so easy to kill Mr. Ning.”
“Yes, once Nalan Jiuhuang’s vitality is exhausted and she can’t continue, she’ll be finished off by Mr. Ning. Just watch.”
What nobody noticed was that in a corner not far away, Ning Qiankun had arrived.
He too watched with trepidation, his face shifting between light and dark, with a trace of heavy worry.
After all, he owed Ning Fan a great deal.
Since Ning Fan’s mother’s death, he had favored Ning Fan greatly, trying to transform Ning Fan’s resentment through this indulgence.
Yet all of this was self-indulgence. Ning Fan had remained the same after all these years, entirely unmoved.
Ning Qiankun realized that since Ning Fan was willing to treat his illness, it indicated that he had acknowledged him as his father. Only through prolonged emotional influence would he understand his painstaking efforts.