"Sure!"
"Confidence is a good thing, but I still want to remind you."
"Many people want to kill you."
“The Jiang family, the overlords of Nanzhou, the headquarters of Zhenwu Division, Weichen, the geniuses of the Fish and Dragon Ranking, the wandering Jianghu people, and the assassins of the Black Kill Ranking may appear anytime and anywhere.”
"I know!"
"I'm sorry, I cannot comply!"
Qin Yong looked at the confident Li Fan and shook his head in refusal: "A martial artist can be confident, but not arrogant."
"With these forces taking action, even the top five geniuses on the Fish and Dragon Ranking could die if they are not careful."
"You are not weak, but that's all."
Seeing Qin Yong's resolute attitude, Li Fan said no more.
Sometimes, persuading someone is troublesome.
There's no need to explain.
He planted the demon-slaying sword into the soil, then assumed a boxing stance and looked at Qin Yong, saying, "Shall we practice?"
Practice?
Qin Yong was slightly taken aback.
Looking at Li Fan, who was in a fighting stance, he shook his head with a wry smile: "I am a late-stage ninth-rank cultivator. Although I haven't grasped the essence, I am still not someone you can challenge."
"Too much nonsense!"
Li Fan took a step forward, and dust rose from the ground.
His inner energy flowed freely, causing his robes to billow.
Muscles and bones crackled, and strength was forged.
With a sonic boom, Li Fan's fist appeared in front of Qin Yong.
Seeing this, Qin Yong clenched his fist.
Bang!
The two fists clashed, and the dull thud of flesh colliding echoed.
Qin Yong's expression changed drastically.
An irresistible force struck.
The true energy was instantly suppressed.
His body flew backward uncontrollably.
He did a somersault to steady himself and landed to dissipate the force.
Shaking his slightly numb fist, Qin Yong looked at Li Fan with surprise: "Your injury is healed?"
"Um!"
"Looks like you've been fishing these past few days!"
"right."
"Undeniably, that was a good punch, but that's all."
"Now, I'm going to get serious."
Qin Yong removed his sword, and in the next instant, he vanished from his spot.
"My punch is called Tiger Cannon!"
"The killing fist in the army is as fierce as a tiger and as heavy as a cannon."
When Qin Yong's voice came, he appeared in front of Li Fan.
roar!
His inner energy surged, and when he threw a punch, the sonic boom was like the roar of a fierce tiger.
Li Fan stood still and calmly assumed a boxing stance.
Their muscles and bones roared in unison, like the thunderous roar of tigers and leopards.
Blood and qi surge forth like rivers and seas.
True Qi instantly permeated all 108 meridians of the "Shaking Mountain Fist".
Li Fan's aura had completely changed.
He stood still, like a mountain.
The punch appears soft and slow.
But in Qin Yong's eyes, it was a completely different story.
Li Fan's fist was like a mountain crashing down.
It seems slow, but there's no way to avoid it.
An indescribable power enveloped everything from all directions.
This force is like a swamp.
There's no way to get rid of it.
boom!
A loud explosion came from the mountains and forests.
Qin Yong stood there, his eyes glazed over.
He didn't throw that punch.
Li Fan's fist landed on his back.
The force of the punch swept across, snapping dozens of trees in half.
The earth was plowed into a furrow.
Is this okay?
Li Fan's voice pulled Qin Yong back to reality.
He looked at Li Fan and asked with difficulty, "You've grasped the essence of the 'Mountain Shaking Fist'?"
"It should be!"
Li Fan nodded. Three days ago, he had completed the Qi circulation of all 108 meridians.
The day before the Fish and Dragon Ranking was released, he mastered this new power.
This time, I came out not to seek refuge, nor to show off, but as a result of careful consideration.
The sudden appearance of the Fish and Dragon Ranking made him realize a sense of crisis. In both his past and present lives, he was only twenty-six years old.
He never revealed his age publicly, but it was accurately recorded on the Fish and Dragon List.
Besides that, there's the ranking.
The fact that someone ranks fifteenth on the Fish and Dragon List is definitely not entirely due to the intervention of other forces. More likely, it's because Tingfeng Tower truly possesses unfathomable methods to ascertain a person's strength.
Li Fan roughly compared his past and present records, and before he comprehended the essence of the fist, he was really no different from those people.
That's why he decided to come out.
Use yourself as bait to lure the enemy into a trap.
Taking advantage of the moment when no one believed in his abilities, he seized the last opportunity to fish and wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop, achieving complete success in one fell swoop.
......
Qin Yong took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
From the time Lord Nangong gave Li Fan the "Shaking Mountain Fist" manual to the time he fully grasped the essence of the fist, it only took him a month and a half.
Such a prodigy is comparable to Jiang Lan, the celestial being who shocked the world in a single battle.
Unlike Jiang Lan, Li Fan is more bloodthirsty and more meticulous.
His rise to fame was accompanied by bloodshed.
Every killing, seemingly a dance on the edge of a knife, is actually a sure thing.
Before fighting He Yishen, the deputy leader of the Zhan Shahe Gang, his only achievement was killing a seventh-rank Xiantian.
Before he killed a ninth-rank deity and single-handedly suppressed a city, his most terrifying achievement was killing He Yishen.
Currently, his most terrifying achievement is still killing a ninth-grade early-stage Divine Transformation cultivator who has not yet comprehended the meaning.
Even if they value him highly, what level of expert can they send?
If it weren't for a ninth-grade martial artist at the peak of enlightenment making a move, they might not have been able to defeat Li Fan.
Even if it were a martial artist of that level who didn't underestimate Li Fan.
If anyone truly believes he is seriously injured, they will die without even knowing how.
"monster!"
After a long pause, Qin Yong finally managed to squeeze out two words.
After saying that, he picked up his sword and flew towards Tianguang County.
......
"Little White, go hunting!"
"Waaah!"
With a low growl, Little White charged into the darkness.
Li Fan then filled in the pit.
As for the broken trees, they were naturally cut down for firewood.
......
Late at night, in Tianguang County, at the Zhenwu Division.
Yan Mingshu wrote furiously.
"Brother Li, by the time you read this letter, I should already be dead."
"My brother, do not grieve for me."
"My death has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to feel guilty."
"Although I died young, I have no regrets."
"If one of me dies, there will be thousands upon thousands of me."
"I know you are special."
"The life you yearn for is one of freedom and unrestrained wandering between heaven and earth."
“I will not morally coerce you into carrying on my legacy.”
"I only hope that one day in the future, when you meet a fellow scholar who shares my ideals, you will help him!"
"Yan Mingshu left this message, do not worry!"
Make repairs and patching.
Yan Mingshu put down his pen.
He did not use any flowery language in this farewell letter.
In summary, it can be summed up in eight words.
There are no techniques involved, it's all about emotion!
If my brother Li Fan saw this, he'd be devastated.
But since I'm already dead, he probably won't face retaliation under moral pressure.
He can't possibly dig up my body!
It can't be that weird!
"Cough cough!"
Just as Yan Mingshu was deep in thought, a cough was heard.
Looking up, he saw Qin Yong staring at him with a strange look in his eyes.
"Lord Qin, when did you return?"
"When you're halfway through writing."
"You saw everything?"
"Yes, Lord Yan's writing is quite good; even a rough man like me can understand it!"
I'm numb!
Yan Mingshu wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
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