Words of thanks rose and fell, and the crowd hurried away as they spoke.
Before long, the once bustling scene was reduced to only the Fang family members, the people from the Divine Doctor Valley, and Chen Tingxue, who was still standing to the side.
Chen Tingxue remained calm throughout and did not withdraw her pressure.
That invisible pressure, like a giant net, tightly enveloped Mei Ruohua.
Mei Ruohua felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on her body, and her legs were trembling uncontrollably. She could hardly hold on any longer.
Every second was excruciating for her, and she was filled with anger, but there was nothing she could do, since Chen Tingxue's strength far surpassed hers.
But she still gritted her teeth and looked at Fang Han, saying, "You're Fang Han? Even if you have everyone kill me and my men today, I won't accept it! In my eyes, you're nothing but a coward hiding behind someone else. If you're not a coward, settle our score one-on-one with me, instead of hiding behind this powerful woman and relying on her protection to show off."
Even at this point, Mei Ruohua still stubbornly believed that Fang Han's success in the pill business was solely due to Master Huang's support, while his martial prowess was entirely dependent on this veiled, mysterious woman.
She firmly believed that Fang Han himself had no real skills; he was just lucky to have received the protection of a powerful figure.
Upon hearing Mei Ruohua's words, Fang Han's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
He looked at Mei Ruohua and said calmly, "You want to settle your score with me alone? Fine, since you have this request, I will naturally not refuse."
After saying that, she turned around, looked at Chen Tingxue who was standing to the side, cupped her hands and said, "Please, fellow Daoist, withdraw your pressure."
Chen Tingxue nodded slightly and said softly, "Okay."
As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her hand lightly, and the oppressive aura surrounding Mei Ruohua vanished without a trace.
Mei Ruohua felt a lightness on her shoulders, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
She straightened up abruptly, took a deep breath, and felt incredibly relaxed.
However, her hatred for Fang Han did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it intensified.
“Mei Ruohua, I’ll give you time to recover and be in top condition. Then you and your men can go for it. I guarantee I won’t need anyone’s help. You and I will settle our own issues.”
Fang Han looked at Mei Ruohua and the others and said calmly.
He didn't take Mei Ruohua seriously at all.
Mei Ruohua was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, and she subconsciously asked, "Really?"
She never expected Fang Han to offer such a one-on-one opportunity. She couldn't help but wonder if Fang Han's intelligence was still as low as before, since he fell for her provocation so easily.
Fang Han's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer, his eyes full of contempt: "Why would I joke with an ant like you?"
Upon hearing this, Mei Ruohua felt a surge of anger rush from the bottom of her heart to her head. Apart from the Second Elder Yelü Hong, the other elders of the Divine Doctor Valley were all indignant and their faces were full of anger. They felt that Fang Han's actions were too much and that he did not take the Divine Doctor Valley seriously at all.
Deng Zihua, the third elder of the Divine Doctor Valley, still had traces of blood on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't bother to wipe them away. He said to Fang Han, "Does our Valley Master need to recuperate before fighting you? You used to be nothing but a despised good-for-nothing fool. Even if you've managed to regain your senses now, you're still a good-for-nothing!"
In front of Master Huang and Chen Tingxue, Deng Zihua naturally dared not act rashly. However, he was confident in Fang Han's weak strength and believed that as long as Master Huang and the veiled woman did not intervene, Fang Han would surely be defeated.
Fang Han frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He grunted and casually waved his right hand, his true energy instantly bursting out of his body and rapidly condensing into a giant palm in the air.
The giant hand, with overwhelming force, slammed down directly towards Deng Zihua.
With a loud "boom," Deng Zihua didn't even have time to scream before he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only dust flying everywhere.
"Fang Han, how dare you attack one of my already injured men? You're courting death!"
Upon seeing this, Mei Ruohua was instantly enraged. She snorted coldly, her figure swaying like a ghost, and her long sword was instantly drawn. With a flash of cold light, she thrust the sword straight towards Fang Han's chest.
She knew in her heart that it was probably impossible to escape unscathed today, but if she could kill Fang Han, it would be a worthwhile trip.
The other elders stood quietly in place, offering no assistance.
In their view, although Fang Han had some strength, he was absolutely no match for Mei Ruohua's all-out killing move.
This sword strike embodies all of Mei Ruohua's lifelong skills and possesses astonishing power; Fang Han will undoubtedly find it difficult to withstand.
However, just as Mei Ruohua's sword tip was about to pierce Fang Han's chest, Fang Han remained calm, with even a faint smile on his lips.
He slowly raised his right hand, his two fingers together, the movement light and elegant, as if he were simply trying to catch a falling leaf.
Seeing this, Mei Ruohua couldn't help but show a hint of mockery on her face, secretly sneering in her heart: Fang Han's brain really hasn't recovered yet, actually trying to catch her fatal sword with two fingers, it's just wishful thinking!
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