346: Chapter 345: No Clan No Sect 346: Chapter 345: No Clan No Sect The water arrow that Ning Fan had just shot was originally just a droplet of tea, but if it truly struck someone, its power was not to be underestimated.
Such ability, no matter where it was placed, signified a master among masters, and even in He Fangtuo’s view, it might even be a bit more formidable than his own master.
“May I know from which sect this brother hails?
Today’s matter is a grievance between me and the Du Family, and I hope you will not intervene!”
He Fangtuo was shocked by Ning Fan’s recent move.
He couldn’t believe that Du Sanjiang had managed to invite such a person, causing He Fangtuo an instant headache.
He had practiced arduously for many years just to seek revenge on the Du Family today.
Now, with Ning Fan stepping forward, whose strength was unfathomable, he loomed like a great mountain on He Fangtuo’s path of vengeance, and crossing it would not be as easy as mere words could describe.
Ning Fan, with his hands clasped behind his back, looked at He Fangtuo haughtily, a slight smirk on his face, “I belong to no sect, I am merely here today to mediate.”
The dispute between the He Family and the Du Family had nothing to do with Ning Fan.
Initially, he did not want to interfere.
But having promised someone, Ning Fan owed a favor to Qian Nengde, and since Qian Nengde had made a personal appearance, Ning Fan naturally would not just stand by.
“No sect?”
He Fangtuo furrowed his brows and glanced subconsciously at Du Sanjiang on the ground, as if asking where he had found such an expert like Ning Fan.
However, Du Sanjiang felt like crying without tears.
If he had known Ning Fan had such abilities, he would never have gone to flatter that Taoist.
Previously, he had underestimated Ning Fan due to his youthful appearance, but now that Ning Fan demonstrated such strength, his heart was filled with regret.
And the most excited was Du Dewei; Ning Fan ultimately did not disappoint him.
In an instant, Du Dewei felt that asking Qian Nengde to invite Ning Fan was an utterly correct decision.
Now that Ning Fan had made a move, he had shocked everyone, particularly He Fangtuo, who was extremely wary of Ning Fan at this moment and didn’t dare rashly confront Ning Fan.
“Today you’ve hit someone and vented your anger.
How about we minimize the major issues and dissolve the minor ones?
Let’s each take a step back and not escalate matters, right?”
With these words from Ning Fan, He Fangtuo realized that if he still wanted revenge today, he would have to cross over the mountain that was Ning Fan; otherwise, it would not be easy for him to kill Du Sanjiang, let alone cause the destruction of the entire Du Family.
“You guys don’t have such deep hatred, right?
There’s no need to kill.
I think the Du Family can compensate you.”
After saying this, Ning Fan did not continue, instead giving the opponent some time to think.
However, how could He Fangtuo willingly just leave?
He had waited for many years, precisely for revenge today—making him abandon his hatred was not so simple.
“Who do you think you are, to dare speak such mad words!” He Fangtuo immediately cursed.
“What do you know, what can you understand, between me and Du Sanjiang, and the Du Family, only one can exist!”
The days in prison, and the bankruptcy of the He Family, crushed step by step by the Du Family until their survival space was drained, filled He Fangtuo’s heart with hatred.
He Fangtuo’s words furrowed Ning Fan’s brows.
As expected, letting He Fangtuo abandon his revenge was not going to be simple; his obsession might have reached a do-or-die level.
“So you mean to say, you need Du Sanjiang and the entire Du Family to bleed before you’re willing to let go?”
“Hmph, do you think you can stop me?
We’ll see if you have the skills!”
Having said that, He Fangtuo stepped forward swiftly, reaching Ning Fan in the blink of an eye.
He Fangtuo’s movements were as fast as lightning, his hands raised like eagle claws, aiming a strike from the Iron Eagle Technique at Ning Fan’s eyes.
His actions were fierce, potent, and extremely sinister, targeting the vital parts of Ning Fan as soon as he struck.
Ning Fan neither dodged nor avoided, but reacted even faster than He Fangtuo, lifting his hand to push out a palm strike that landed with a thud on He Fangtuo’s chest.
“Wow!”
He Fangtuo let out a strange cry, spitting out a mouthful of sour water.
Ning Fan’s palm strike was immensely powerful.
Although it seemed unremarkable, He Fangtuo was left with no choice but to groan in pain.
The palm strike hit He Fangtuo’s chest, instantly transmitting a massive force that sent him backward like a reversing car, his feet dragging on the ground for five or six meters before he barely stabilized himself.
He Fangtuo, clutching his chest, moaned miserably inside as Ning Fan’s strength exceeded his expectations.
“Who on earth are you?!” He Fangtuo’s pupils shone with cold murderous intent and a thick unwillingness.
Ning Fan’s strength being so considerable at such a young age completely exceeded He Fangtuo’s comprehension.
Such strength, He Fangtuo had only ever seen in his master before, and even then, it was when he was a complete novice in Jianghu, feeling that his master’s abilities were beyond normal.
But now, Ning Fan’s emergence refreshed He Fangtuo’s understanding once again.
“Ah, are you still going to fight?”
Ning Fan shook his head, his eyes full of sympathy as he looked at He Fangtuo.
Noticing the sympathetic look in Ning Fan’s eyes, a surge of fury erupted in He Fangtuo.
“You little brat, you’re seeking death!”
He Fangtuo pointed at Ning Fan, yelling in shock and anger.
Being pitied by a younger person, in He Fangtuo’s view, was not sympathy but a sheer humiliation.
But was Ning Fan really humiliating him?
He Fangtuo’s experiences were enough to garner sympathy from most people, yet as the saying goes, heaven never seals all exits.
In prison, the fact that He Fangtuo could learn his current skills was already a twist of fate.
But if He Fangtuo used these skills merely for revenge, then it would be a complete waste.
In Ning Fan’s view, the feud between He Fangtuo and the Du Family hadn’t reached a point of irreconcilable death, and it was possible for reconciliation.
The current Du Family could also compensate him, there was no need for bloodshed.
“He Fangtuo, you can’t beat me.
You shouldn’t continue this delusion.
Continuing to seek revenge won’t do you any good, it’s not me who pities you but heaven itself.
Your current martial skills just prove that heaven never seals all exits, but isn’t it a waste to use them for revenge?
Do you really need to be relentless against the Du Family?”
Ning Fan sighed, earnestly trying to reason with He Fangtuo.
But at this moment, blinded by hatred, He Fangtuo could hardly listen.
Clenching his fists, his eyes bloodshot, he glanced briefly at Du Sanjiang on the ground, then turned back to Ning Fan with a murderous look.