Free Web NovelChapter 2106: Chapter 143: The Cowardly Tie Haijiao
Ding Fan watched as that Tie Family Divine Realm Second Level mid-tier guard slashed down with his blade. He, however, neither dodged nor avoided, but swung the Battle Saber in his hand straight toward the guard’s chest. This was completely a mutual-destruction style of fighting. In truth, Ding Fan was gambling—gambling that guard wouldn’t choose to die together with a small fry like him.
He won the bet. A cold light flashed in that guard’s eyes, and in the end that downward slash never landed. Instead, he swung his blade horizontally, intending to knock the Battle Saber from Ding Fan’s hand and then, riding that momentum, chop off his head.
But never in his life would he have imagined that Ding Fan’s Divine Power was so terrifying. His strength was already far inferior to Ding Fan’s to begin with, and on top of that he pulled back mid-strike to change moves—classic overthinking the "perfect technique"—which weakened his Power by another ten percent.
His miscalculation cost him a huge price. With a loud "bang," the two steel sabers smashed together. That man was directly blasted flying, the Battle Saber in his hand flung gods-knew-where. The Battle Armor on his body was caved in by the strike, and blood spewed nonstop from his mouth, spraying down from midair like a bloody rain. His whole body flew over ten meters, tumbled to the roadside, and lay there without the slightest reaction.
Gui Wu and Wu Qingxia’s other guard were both stunned stupid. The two of them were so excessively tense that their bodies were trembling. They never would have thought Ding Fan could be this frightening.
But while they were afraid, they were also worried. They were worried Ding Fan might kill all three of these men. If that really happened, how was the Skeleton Sect supposed to explain things to the Tie Family?
"Whoosh~~"
Ding Fan didn’t care what they were thinking. Now that no one was blocking the road, with Gui Wu’s Battle Saber in hand he didn’t spare a glance for whether those three lived or died, and charged straight toward that small pavilion.
Gui Wu and Wu Qingxia’s guard cast a glance at the three Tie Family guards lying on the ground and discovered that none of them were in mortal danger. The two really didn’t feel at ease about Ding Fan now, afraid something even worse would happen, so they also sprinted after him in Ding Fan’s direction.
That little pavilion was called Wave-Gazing Pavilion. Looking out from here, the scenery was actually quite beautiful. It was one of the famous sights on this Xinkai Island. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
Ding Fan merely swept a glance over the pavilion interior, and the killing intent in his eyes surged up in an instant. The scene before him sent him into a rage; at this moment he had a strong urge to kill.
"Sect Master!"
Gui Wu and the other man, who had followed close behind, also saw everything inside the pavilion. Their eyes bulged round, killing intent soaring to the heavens. They wished they could tear Tie Haijiao to pieces.
On the table in the center of the pavilion, Wu Qingxia was lying there. Her clothes had been torn to shreds, large patches of skin exposed. Most infuriating of all, there were fresh red palm prints on Wu Qingxia’s face, shocking to behold.
Wu Qingxia was still conscious. Her eyes were filled entirely with anger and humiliation. Even now she was still desperately resisting, but her body looked shockingly weak, as if she had contracted some serious illness, and there was no True Qi flowing in her body.
Tie Haijiao was bare-chested, sprawled on top of Wu Qingxia. One hand was pressing her body down tightly, while the other was tearing at her clothes.
"Smack~"
Seeing that Wu Qingxia refused to give in, he raised his hand and slapped her again. On the other side of her face another bright red handprint immediately appeared.
The scene before their eyes needed no explanation; any person could tell what was happening. From the looks of it, Tie Haijiao wanted to take advantage of the fact that the Skeleton Sect elders were all away today to half-coerce Wu Qingxia into drinking with him, then drugged the wine, planning to force himself on her.
His intent was obvious. Wu Qingxia had always treated him with a cold, indifferent attitude, and he’d already run out of patience. He figured that as long as he took Wu Qingxia, once the two of them had that kind of relationship and Wu Qingxia became his woman, then aside from committing suicide she would have no choice but to marry Tie Haijiao.
With how powerful their Tie Family was, if this matter were accomplished, the Skeleton Sect probably wouldn’t be able to kill him, Tie Haijiao.
By that time, Tie Hualong would show up to put on a show of scolding Tie Haijiao, then bring out some resources to marry them off. In the end, the Skeleton Sect would naturally become a Vassal of the Tie Family. This was truly a fine calculation. frёewebηovel.cѳm
"Fortunately I came in time; Wu Qingxia hasn’t been defiled by this beast yet."
Ding Fan felt a small surge of relief in his heart. From the situation at hand he could see that Tie Haijiao had not yet succeeded. Right now his killing intent was soaring, and his body shot toward the pavilion like a raging gale. At this moment he genuinely meant to kill Tie Haijiao.
Sensing Ding Fan’s killing intent, Tie Haijiao turned toward him with extreme anger. Seeing that it was Ding Fan, and that he’d brought along Wu Qingxia’s two guards, he was somewhat surprised, but immediately he snapped at the three of them, "What are you doing here? Tired of living? Get the hell out of here!"
The one who’d come was only that youth he’d seen at Wu Qingxia’s side before, not the Second Elder he actually feared, so he wasn’t afraid in the slightest. He didn’t put this Ding Fan in his eyes at all, and those two guards, in his view, had no killing power whatsoever.
Ding Fan said nothing, but his speed slowed bit by bit. Each heavy step brought with it crushing killing intent as he quickly walked into the pavilion. When Wu Qingxia saw Ding Fan appear, her eyes lit up involuntarily, and then tears rolled down. She looked like a child who had just seen a family member.
"So you’re looking for death."
Tie Haijiao was now ruled by lust, only wanting to drive Ding Fan away—or kill him—so he could continue what he’d been doing. He sprang up, grabbed his Treasured Sword from the table, and drew it in one motion, pointing it at Chi Fan as he shouted, "Since you’re so desperate to die, I’ll oblige you!"
"I’ll fulfill your damn ass, my fucking foot!"
At this point Ding Fan was truly anxious. He cursed at Tie Haijiao, his figure flickered as he charged straight at him, the Battle Saber in his hand hacking down toward Tie Haijiao’s head.
"Go to hell!"
Tie Haijiao was pissed too. He swung the Treasured Sword in his hand and met Ding Fan head-on. Gotta admit, this kid really had some skill—his movement speed was insanely fast, so fast you couldn’t even see him clearly. With just a flicker, he slipped past Ding Fan’s strike.
"So it’s a Body Technique Martial Arts!"
Ding Fan stopped attacking. Tie Haijiao’s movement technique was very mysterious; if he charged in headlong like this, it’d be easy to fall under his Sword. But now, by remaining still and unchanging, he could instead restrain Tie Haijiao’s attacks.
"Whoosh..."
Tie Haijiao showed no mercy. The Longsword in his hand thrust toward Ding Fan, that Treasured Sword like a viper’s tongue, stabbing straight for Ding Fan’s body.
"Hmph, courting death!"
This time Ding Fan didn’t bother with Tie Haijiao’s attack at all. The Battle Saber in his hand chopped toward Tie Haijiao. Just like with that Tie Family guard from before, Ding Fan was still fighting with a mutual-destruction style. That guy had only been a lowly guard and still hadn’t dared go all-out with Ding Fan. Tie Haijiao was the Tie Family’s Young Master, so it was even more impossible for him to stake his life to die together with Ding Fan.
This time Ding Fan won his gamble again. Seeing that Ding Fan didn’t care about his own life, Tie Haijiao immediately retreated backward; his figure twisted, and he actually appeared behind Ding Fan, the Treasured Sword in his hand once more stabbing at Ding Fan like a venomous snake.
"Swish~!"
Ding Fan still ignored Tie Haijiao’s attack, sweeping his Battle Saber horizontally backward. Their weapons were more or less the same, but Ding Fan’s attack speed was much faster. If Tie Haijiao insisted on killing Ding Fan, then he would definitely die under Ding Fan’s blade as well.
"Fuck me!"
Tie Haijiao was extremely depressed. He had never seen a fighting style like Ding Fan’s, this kind of "we’re both dying together" approach. It was like his own life was worthless, only thinking about dragging others down with him. He, the dignified Eldest Young Master of the Tie Family—how could he possibly go all-out and trade lives with this Ding Fan?
Their ensuing battle made Tie Haijiao feel utterly helpless. This bastard went for mutual destruction every single time; this fight was really a pain in the ass.
While he was still thinking about how to take Ding Fan out, Ding Fan suddenly moved. His whole body became like a violent gust of wind, slashing toward Tie Haijiao. Because Tie Haijiao was momentarily distracted, it was already too late if he wanted to dodge now.
Seeing that he truly had no way to evade, Tie Haijiao could only raise his Treasured Sword to block Ding Fan’s attack. At this moment Ding Fan knew Tie Haijiao had finally taken the bait. He pressed down hard with the Battle Saber in his hand and shouted, "Tie Haijiao, hand over your life!"
"Bang~"
The Treasured Sword in Tie Haijiao’s hand couldn’t withstand Ding Fan’s powerful strike and flew out of his grip in an instant. Watching as the Battle Saber in Ding Fan’s hand was about to hack into his body, Tie Haijiao was scared out of his wits. He hurriedly used his Body Technique Martial Arts, his entire body twisting away at an impossible angle, while at the same time he smashed a punch toward Ding Fan.
"Ah!"
Although Tie Haijiao dodged quickly, Ding Fan still carved a long, deep gash into his body. This was already thanks to how fast he’d moved; if his Body Technique Martial Arts weren’t so strong, he would’ve been dead as a doornail by now.
"Pff~"
Tie Haijiao’s fist did land on Ding Fan’s body, but it was shaken off by Ding Fan in an instant, sending him crashing to the ground. With a cry of pain he toppled over. Honestly, he had brought this on himself. If he hadn’t taken off the Soft armor he always wore close to his body, no matter how fast Ding Fan’s blade was, it probably wouldn’t have hurt him. But in order to have his "good time" with Wu Qingxia, he’d stripped his upper body bare.
Now Tie Haijiao was truly terrified. Looking at that terrifying wound on his own body, although he was furious, fear outweighed his anger.
At this moment Tie Haijiao could feel the presence of death. He sensed that Ding Fan hadn’t held back in the slightest; the guy really wanted to kill him. If his movement technique hadn’t been so good just now, he’d already be a corpse.
To be fair, Tie Haijiao hadn’t been born a pampered Eldest Young Master. When he was young, Tie Hualong was on the run from enemies and had no way to look after him. To survive, Tie Haijiao had suffered plenty of hardship and had nearly died many times.
But ever since Tie Hualong became the master of a third grade force in this Tianmu Sea, Tie Haijiao started living it up. From the moment he arrived on Tie Family Island, he’d long since become a thoroughbred, silk-pants rich heir. Only after he’d tasted luxury did he truly understand how precious life was—so now, he was all the more afraid of death.
