He had always thought that fighting was a terrifying thing, but he never expected it to be so simple.

It doesn't seem as scary as I imagined?

However, Fan Qiyue was unaware that the reason he was able to easily subdue Sang Wu was entirely due to his superior cultivation level.

He was at the fifth level of the True Profound Realm, while his opponent was only at the fourth level. They were not his match to begin with. The unexpected move and Sang Wu's underestimation of him led to this misconception.

But no matter how many coincidences there were, this successful attack on the enemy finally opened the door to courage for Fan Qiyue.

His emotions finally calmed down completely.

"There's a trap! There must be a trap here! Let's attack together and kill that little beast!"

Although the bandits were initially startled, they quickly recovered and, under the leadership of the other leaders, launched a group attack on Fan Qiyue.

They were trying to rescue Sang Wu.

"I must do my best!"

Seeing this, Fan Qiyue clenched her fists tightly, glanced at Jun Feijue on the roof who was expressionless, and then raised her ink needles again, shooting them towards the bandits.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The tiny, dark needles darted through the crowd with lightning speed, piercing through their calves and arms before anyone could react.

"Thump... thump..."

"ah!"

Soon, the bandits who were running at the front all knelt down without warning, then put their hands behind their backs, bent over backwards like mantis shrimp, and collapsed to the ground, emitting cries of pain.

Fan Qiyue stood there, her face solemn and her eyes firm. As her slender arms swayed gracefully, her ten long fingers moved incessantly, like two magnolias blooming side by side in the wind, a pleasing sight to behold.

However, this scene terrified all the unsuspecting bandits behind them.

Silent attacks and unknown fears are the most powerful forces that can erode a person's will.

"What...what exactly is going on?"

When the bandits saw their companion lying on the ground clutching his leg and howling in pain, they all stopped in their tracks and looked at Fan Qiyue with fear on their faces.

They didn't see any attack, so why did all their companions fall down?

Moreover, the boy in front is acting strangely; at this hour, he's still dancing?

If it's not a sign of mental illness, then there's something strange about this dance!

"Is...is this still Xiao Qi?"

As for Zhong Li, who was standing on the rooftop with Jun Feijue, he was already stunned.

Is this still the same Fan Qiyue who could be easily knocked down with a slap and always did the hardest and dirtiest chores?

Although he was only wearing a simple prison uniform, he exuded a beautiful and powerful aura that made people want to kneel down and worship him.

"If you guys don't make a move, then I'm going to attack!"

Seeing that the bandits had stopped moving, Fan Qiyue smiled gently, winked playfully, and sent the ink needle flying out again.

"Thump... thump..."

Before long, all the remaining bandits were tied up like mantis shrimp by Fan Qiyue, lying on the ground groaning in pain.

This is a one-sided battle.

"Master, Xiao Qi... Xiao Qi did it!"

Only after the battle was completely over did Fan Qiyue look excitedly at Jun Feijue.

He was very nervous, his forehead was covered in sweat, but he felt an unprecedented sense of excitement.

He really did it; he single-handedly took down all the bandits in the area!