Free Web NovelChapter 2171: Chapter 2207: Searching for an Exit
Lin Zixuan chuckled and shook his head: "Herr Ningshuang, look at you, with such serious injuries and still so angry. I don’t bully women, but I want half of that treasure. Don’t force me to take it by force. At that time, if a big beauty like you were to lose a hand or a foot, you probably wouldn’t be able to get married. My brothers are very envious of your beauty and your sister’s, if they can’t control themselves with you..."
"Bastard!"
At this moment, Herr Rufeng was utterly furious. A ring in her hand flickered, producing a very beautiful long bow. The small moon mark on her forehead glimmered with light as she prepared to make her move.
Herr Liyan and Herr Ziqiang were also very angry, all their weapons were drawn, but Herr Ningshuang raised her hand to calm the crowd. She turned her gaze towards Ding Fan and said: "Island Master Ding, can you do me a favor?"
Ding Fan shrugged and said to Herr Ningshuang, "Ding Fan is willing to serve Miss Ningshuang."
"Alright!"
Herr Ningshuang pointed at Lin Zixuan and the dozen or so people behind him and said: "Help me break their dog legs."
"Wow~"
Everyone was in turmoil, but Herr Ningshuang pulled Herr Rufeng aside to a far distance, leading Herr Liyan and the others to retreat as well.
Herr Liyan and the others came over, their eyes sparkling with disbelief.
Ding Fan is at the Divine Realm Second Level Peak State, and Herr Ningshuang wants him to fight a dozen people on his own? Most of these ten people are at the Divine Realm Third Level Elementary Stage, with three of them even at the Divine Realm Third Level Middle Stage.
Ding Fan fell silent. He didn’t want to reveal his strength, and offending Lin Zixuan could have serious consequences.
But then he thought, if he didn’t do it, Lin Zixuan would attack him, so he must fight.
Since a battle was bound to happen, Ding Fan had no choice but to disregard everything!
His ring glittered, and the Heaven Measuring Ruler appeared in his hand. He slowly lifted it, pointing at Lin Zixuan and the others: "Miss Ningshuang ordered to break your legs. Will you do it yourselves, or shall I help you?"
"Wow!"
Lin Zixuan’s subordinates suddenly became noisy, many shouting at him. Lin Zixuan was a bit surprised, then furious. Does this Divine Realm Second Level Peak dare to be so arrogant? Is this guy an idiot?
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Lin Zixuan waved a hand, and a group of people flew out behind him. Ding Fan remained still, mimicking a motion like the top of the mountain, both hands stretching back, chest rising and falling as he took a deep breath, leaning his head forward, mouth open with a great roar.
"Retreat, cover your ears!" As he opened his hands, Herr Ningshuang shouted lowly, running out as quickly as she could, hands covering her ears.
Though Herr Rufeng and others didn’t understand the situation, since Herr Ningshuang did it so seriously, they all covered their ears with their hands.
"Oooh~~"
A wolf-like howl resounded, space ahead of Ding Fan shook layer by layer, a fierce wind rushed forth, and the clothes of everyone in front were blown and flapping.
"Bang! Bang bang..."
More than ten people fell to the ground, covering their ears, facial muscles twitching, blood streaming from their seven orifices!
Everyone’s soul was attacked at this moment, they screamed as if their heads had been pierced.
"Whoosh!"
Ding Fan flew out like a sharp arrow, the Heaven Measuring Ruler in his hand swung powerlessly towards Lin Zixuan’s legs. Herr Ningshuang ordered to break these people’s legs, not to cripple them, so he was careful with his strokes.
"Crack~"
Lin Zixuan’s leg bones were broken, Ding Fan’s hands didn’t stop, and the Heaven Measuring Ruler swung sideways, sending two of Lin Zixuan’s subordinates flying, their leg bones also broken by Ding Fan.
Ding Fan’s figure turned into a phantom, flashing through the crowd like a ghost, the Heaven Measuring Ruler striking like lightning, and within two minutes he broke the legs of more than a dozen people.
"Whoosh!"
Ding Fan drew back and stood in place, facing Herr Ningshuang and the others. He put away the Heaven Measuring Ruler and said: "Miss Ningshuang, per your instructions, all these people’s legs are broken, do you have any other instructions?"
The scene was silent!
People on Herr Ningshuang’s side were dead silent, no one speaking.
Because their eardrums were still buzzing at this moment, they couldn’t hear what Ding Fan was saying.
Not only them, but even those from afar, all looked at Ding Fan, appearing quite foolish, their faces full of astonishment.
"Was the roar from the mountaintop created by Ding Fan?"
Herr Rufeng muttered as if seeing a ghost, Ding Fan’s roar completely overturned her understanding of martial arts.
In the Northern Wastelands, martial arts have a strict hierarchy, which is basically difficult to cross unless you have a very high level of inherited skill.
For example, Herr Rufeng’s small moon on her forehead, if she were at the Divine Realm Second Level, a sneak attack could possibly kill an early stage Divine Realm Third Level expert.
But that would have to be a sneak attack, outright wouldn’t work.
Yet, Ding Fan openly broke the legs of a group of Divine Realm Third Level experts, three of whom were at the Divine Realm Third Level Middle Stage, openly defeating them, offering no chance to fight back.
What is this roar? Is it an advanced martial technique?
With Rufeng’s understanding of martial arts, the Northern Wastelands do not have such terrifying martial techniques. No, it’s not that there aren’t any. There is one person who possesses such a terrifying martial technique; in the Tianmu Sea, only one person possesses it, and that is Master Daozhen, who took two full years to comprehend it.
If it’s not a sacred martial art, it can only be explained by the inherited divine technique. The problem is Ding Fan doesn’t have the mark of a legacy warrior, so how could he possess the inherited divine technique?
Rufeng couldn’t think of any possibilities at the moment. She furrowed her brows, looked at Ding Fan for a while, and murmured to herself in a low voice: "Is this the legendary soul-type high-level martial skill?"
Ding Fan’s roar shook the surroundings, even Herr Ningshuang and the others felt their eardrums vibrate and their souls ache upon returning.
Thinking back to the roar on the mountaintop, Herr Ningshuang remembered that they couldn’t hear anything at that moment, felt completely numb, and wouldn’t know even if they were killed.
This indicates that her soul was overwhelmed by the roar, unable to ponder issues or perceive the outside world, which is very similar to the legendary soul-type martial technique. Herr Ningshuang made such a guess.
Soul-type attack martial skill!
Currently, in the Northern Desolation of the Divine Realm, it’s known that only one person possesses it—the King of Thousand Gods Country, who specializes in soul-type martial skills. Even Master Daozhen found it somewhat tricky when such techniques were unleashed.
It’s an unchangeable fact that Ding Fan doesn’t have the mark of a legacy warrior; hence, Herr Ningshuang believes he absolutely can’t possess the inherited divine technique. The soul-type martial skill is the only explanation.
"Did you acquire it in the Imperial Tomb?"
Herr Ningshuang had reviewed Ding Fan’s information before his departure. In the battle on Tie Family Island, if not for the intervention of Crimson Flame, Ding Fan would have already died.
On his way to the mountain top, he almost got killed by Zhong Wugu, so Ding Fan definitely couldn’t have known this divine technique before; he learned it only recently.
Thinking of this, Herr Ningshuang felt somewhat envious. Obtaining this high-level martial skill, Ding Fan’s cultivation speed was extremely fast. If nothing unexpected happens, he will eventually become a strong man, disregarding the whole Northern Wastelands.
"How did Ding Fan become so powerful?"
Many people, including Xu Xingying, were somewhat bewildered. Xu Xingying had always been unhappy seeing Ding Fan. In her view, Ding Fan and the Skeleton Sect were like a pack of stray dogs wandering in. Crimson Flame must have mistaken someone; how could Ding Fan be his little master?
Crimson Flame never appeared again, nor did he send any information to the Xu Family, which further solidifies Xu Xingying’s belief.
When she and Xu Jianqiang first went to Skull Island, Ding Fan appeared obtrusive, and later at Xu Guotao’s birthday, Ding Fan openly challenged Bai Xiasuang, which made Xu Xingying think even worse of Ding Fan.
A foreign country bumpkin, simply a small Divine Realm Second Level, with a stench of dirt emanating from his bones, Xu Xingying despised Ding Fan from the bottom of her heart.
However, this country bumpkin whom she despised now wields a powerful force, single-handedly breaking the legs of over a dozen Divine Realm Third Level martial artists. How could Xu Xingying believe it, and how could she not be surprised?
"Brat, you dare break my leg! If I don’t kill your entire family, what’s your surname?"
Lin Zixuan woke up there, roaring with rage, his eyes filled with wrath and ferocity.
If Herr Ningshuang and others broke his leg, he’d not be so upset, but Ding Fan, an unknown figure, broke his leg amidst so many people, causing him to lose face and be utterly enraged.
Some young masters joined in the angry reprimand. Ding Fan felt annoyed, turned around, and charged into the crowd without a word. Lin Zixuan and the others glanced at him and immediately dared not shout anymore, Lin Zixuan’s triangular insignia on his neck lit up, ready to attack at any time.
"Ah...!"
Ding Fan let out another wolf howl, causing everyone to bleed from seven orifices and fall to the ground. He flew over and lifted his leg, stomping fiercely on Lin Zixuan’s chest.
"Ding Fan, don’t kill him!"
Herr Ningshuang exclaimed in surprise. Lin Zixuan is a prince of Thousand Gods Country; if he dies here, it will definitely provoke a war.
Ding Fan slightly drew back some of his power from his leg, a crack was heard, Lin Zixuan’s chest caved in, with an unknown number of ribs fractured.
"Whizz...!"
Ding Fan’s foot then stamped on Lin Zixuan’s left and right hands, breaking his arm bones.
His body flickered like a ghost, instantly breaking the arms and ribs of more than a dozen people, leisurely returning.
All around was filled with wails and cries of pain, many people were covered in blood, resembling a ferocious ghost, creating a chilling sight.
A group of young women including Xu Xingying were frightened as they huddled towards Herr Ningshuang, their eyes’ view of the world had changed.
This merciless man, such brutal methods, these young ladies seldom saw in their lives. At this moment, Ding Fan became evil in their hearts.
"Let’s go!"
Herr Ningshuang seemed unfazed, waved to lead the group away, searching for a way out.
The young ladies of Thousand Gods Country weren’t hurt nor did they come over. Later, they would naturally heal Du Zelingg as long as he wasn’t dead, Herr Ningshuang wouldn’t worry about causing big trouble.
They walked silently, Ding Fan still followed low-key behind them, yet no one dared to ignore Ding Fan now. Some young ladies occasionally glanced back at Ding Fan, as if seeing a terrifying beast, shuddering with just one glimpse.
Rufeng continually asked Herr Ningshuang about overground matters, inquiring if there were really treasures. Herr Ningshuang was hurt and not in the mood to talk with Rufeng, explaining casually.
Rufeng felt a bit bored, ran to the back to ask Ding Fan. She wasn’t afraid of Ding Fan, her attitude towards him improved, her beautiful face lit up with excitement.
Ding Fan was preoccupied, uninterested, and didn’t want to speak, casually answering, echoing what was asked. He unhesitatingly said that Zhong Wugu was controlled by demons, almost killing everyone, finally he and Herr Ningshuang slew Zhong Wugu.
With just those few words, Rufeng and everyone felt shocked in their hearts but regretted greatly that the Night Wolf Emperor’s coffin had flown away! There were all the Great Emperor’s treasures there!
As they walked, discussing, Ding Fan kept his silence, contemplating the Wolf Howl Divine Technique, pondering what would happen upon leaving.
"Alright, we’ll camp here, Herr Liyan, Herr Ziqiang, and Herr Shaodong. You take people to search for an exit, we must leave the mausoleum soon, signal immediately if there’s any situation."
