900: Chapter 889: Asura is my true master!
900: Chapter 889: Asura is my true master!
Boom!
A wall directly collapsed, Konstantin’s palm smashed through the five-centimeter-thick wall.
The sheer force of his palm from a distance was terrifying; if it landed on a person, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Having narrowly escaped, Ning Fan’s heart was filled with lingering fear.
He turned around, flicking the Black Sword in his hand, as thick, sticky blood splattered onto the floor.
Two corpses already lay in the room.
“Konstantin, the renowned number one of the Umbrella organization, and yet you have the audacity to stoop to sneak attacks?
I truly underestimated you!”
Ning Fan stared coldly at Konstantin.
If he hadn’t been on guard earlier, he might have already fallen victim to Konstantin’s strike.
Konstantin, hearing this, was shockingly calm: “Great achievements require sacrificing trivialities.
Ning Fan, you have much to learn.”
After speaking, Konstantin glanced at the remaining two Shadow Guards, commanding them with his gaze to sacrifice their lives if necessary, ensuring Ning Fan would not have a moment to spare.
The two Shadow Guards didn’t hesitate in the slightest.
Though fully aware that facing Ning Fan meant certain death, they charged forward without hesitation.
Seeing the two attackers launch themselves again, Ning Fan frowned.
His focus remained largely fixed on Konstantin.
It was blatantly clear what Konstantin intended: using the two Shadow Guards to entangle Ning Fan, presenting opportunities for sneak attacks.
The moment Ning Fan left an opening like before, Konstantin would strike without hesitation.
“Clever strategy!”
Ning Fan’s expression chilled.
He dared not let down his guard, compelled to fight the two Shadow Guards while keeping an eye on Konstantin for sudden attacks.
Konstantin idled on the perimeter, calmly refraining from intervening.
Ning Fan was at his most vigilant, but the moment his vigilance eased, even slightly, that would be the day his fate was sealed.
“Such a lively affair, how can I stand idly by?
Asura, don’t you agree!”
Suddenly, a sultry voice came from outside, accompanied by a graceful silhouette darting into the room.
She land in front of Ning Fan, shielding him from the two Shadow Guards.
“Tulip!”
Ning Fan exclaimed in surprise at the sight of Tulip.
He almost forgot she was here.
Now, with her assistance, the two Shadow Guards could be handled by her, allowing him to focus on Konstantin.
“I didn’t come too late, did I?”
Tulip smiled faintly, though her gaze was extremely serious.
She had only been away briefly, and upon returning, she found chaos: Konstantin storming in with assassins.
Even stranger was the utter lack of response from Fei Peilie!
Ning Fan grinned, patting Tulip’s shoulder with gratitude: “Your timing is perfect!”
After speaking, Ning Fan turned his gaze to Konstantin, whose calm demeanor was finally cracking.
Konstantin clearly recognized Tulip.
His voice erupted in questioning: “Tulip, so it’s you!
Not only are you still alive, but you’ve betrayed the organization.
Do you understand the consequences of betrayal?!”
Discovering that not only was Tulip alive but now aiding Ning Fan, Konstantin was furious.
His greatest grievance was betrayal!
In the Umbrella organization, those who dared betray met unbearably tragic ends.
Despite these precedents, Tulip still dared to turn against the Umbrella organization—a defiance Konstantin could not tolerate!
“Lord Konstantin—no, I shouldn’t call you Lord.
Now, Asura is my master.
It’s only natural to serve my master, isn’t it?”
Tulip replied calmly, her words akin to a heavy slap across Konstantin’s face.
Konstantin’s face twisted in rage, teetering on the brink of explosion: “How dare you!
Serving your master, you say.
Tulip, no one can betray the organization, not even you!
Once I deal with Ning Fan, I’ll make you regret this decision.
You’ll serve as the ultimate example!”
He had already planned how to punish Tulip after eliminating Ning Fan.
Tulip’s daring betrayal would become a horrifying deterrent for others, reinforcing the consequences of defying the Umbrella organization.
“Hey, hey, hey—her boss is standing right here.
Isn’t it a bit too much to threaten my employee in my presence?”
Ning Fan teased lazily, now free from the two Shadow Guards’ interference, ready to confront Konstantin directly.
Faced with Ning Fan’s provocation, Konstantin’s expression darkened.
He chose not to respond with words but attacked directly!
A fierce gust of Palm Wind surged forth, but Ning Fan, prepared, countered with a swift strike of his sword.
As Sword Radiance clashed with Palm Wind, a deafening explosion tore through the air.
The speed of their movements left faint afterimages in their wake.
Soon, the room could no longer contain their fierce battle.
Their battlefield expanded to encompass the entire floor.
Boom!
Walls crumbled under the impact of their fight.
The whole building’s alarms blared, as regular hotel guests shrieked and fled downstairs.
Sword light wove into a giant net, reducing walls to rubble and transforming a luxurious room into ruins in an instant.
“Bring it on!”
Ning Fan raised his sword, roaring at Konstantin as the aura around him grew even more potent.
The two intertwined in combat, igniting a relentless battle.
Though Ning Fan had only recently entered the True Origin Realm, his combat ability rivaled that of Konstantin, who was at the True Origin Realm’s Intermediate Stage—matching him strength for strength.
This unexpected parity caught Konstantin off guard, increasing his wariness of Ning Fan.
After forcing Ning Fan’s sword aside with a punch, Konstantin retreated several steps, eyeing Ning Fan intently: “Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
Back then, I should’ve ignored Teng Yun Geshang’s advice and killed you outright!”
At the time, Ning Fan had merely been at the Object-Manipulating Realm.
Now, he had grown into a True Origin Realm expert capable of challenging Konstantin directly.
A True Origin Realm Early Stage combatant, keeping pace with a True Origin Realm Intermediate Stage veteran—given time, Ning Fan’s future potential was terrifying.
“Heh, there’s plenty more for you to be surprised about, old scoundrel.
Taste my sword!”
Ning Fan brandished his blade, a chilling light slicing through the air, grazing Konstantin’s garments.
Another pristine cut adorned Konstantin’s attire—a testament to Ning Fan’s precision.
Such cuts riddled Konstantin’s clothing, their sheer abundance almost absurd.
“Ning Fan, today you will not leave this building alive!”
Konstantin declared coldly, his intent to eliminate Ning Fan resolute.
With Ning Fan’s future threat so apparent, this was the perfect opportunity to extinguish it in its infancy!