Chapter 261: Chapter 261

If Ghost Qianzi's movement technique is considered terrifying and abnormal, then Ding Fan's movement technique can only be described as incomprehensible.

No adjective in the world could adequately describe Ding Fan's movement technique.

When Ghost Qianzi moved, spectators could still see his afterimages, but when Ding Fan moved, it was as if he vanished into thin air, with no trace to be found!

Ding Fan's movement technique had completely exceeded everyone's understanding, and Cheng Bufan's expression grew even more solemn.

"He... he's become this powerful."

Mu Zi and Cheng Bufan were astonished, but Ghost Qianzi was even more so.

How old was Ding Fan? At most, he was just twenty-two or twenty-three years old, and at such an age, he possessed a movement technique that left even an Earth Level Martial Artist like himself in awe...

At this moment, Ghost Qianzi's expression turned grave, facing a young man who could use such an exceptional movement technique and could present several Second Grade Medicine Pills. Such a person evoked a sense of enigma in Ghost Qianzi.

And just as Ghost Qianzi was distracted, a strong burst of wind suddenly shot from behind him.

Although the sound came from behind Ghost Qianzi, he was not panicked, and when he awaited Ding Fan's punch, his form flickered and had already disappeared from before Ding Fan.

Though Ding Fan's movement technique was strong, Ghost Qianzi was, after all, an Earth Level Expert. The idea of defeating an Earth Level Expert with a single blow was simply impossible.

"It seems I underestimated you... However, don't think that you can take my life with just these few moves," Ghost Qianzi said with a somber face, holding a machete and dodging Ding Fan's attack.

Ding Fan didn't bother with idle talk with Ghost Qianzi, his body flickered, and he immediately surged toward Ghost Qianzi to attack.

Once close, Ding Fan launched several punches in rapid succession.

Ghost Qianzi's expression tensed; Ding Fan's fist wind was strong, and his movement technique was exceedingly exceptional. In his heart, he dared not underestimate Ding Fan.

Though Ghost Qianzi was wild and arrogant, he also had a cautious side, especially when it came to dealing with powerful opponents.

If it were solely his audacity and arrogance without a mind for meticulous caution, it was likely that Ghost Qianzi would have long been dead. In the perilous Ancient Martial World, how could he have survived until today?

Ghost Qianzi swiftly shifted his form, not daring to take Ding Fan's punches head-on, and dodged to the side.

For a moment, Ding Fan and Ghost Qianzi moved rapidly, dodging and weaving, clashing directly in the arena.

By this time, Mu Zi and Cheng Bufan had already retreated to a safe distance; they couldn't withstand a confrontation between Earth Level Martial Artists. Watching up close could easily cost them their lives unintentionally.

The two of them watched from afar.

By now, they were both dumbstruck by the fight between Ding Fan and Ghost Qianzi.

Both figures were agile, filling the arena with the sounds of punches and kicks and the whooshing of powerful blows. Amidst the flurry of shadows, it was impossible to pinpoint exactly where Ding Fan and Ghost Qianzi were.

And faced with such a formidable opponent as Ghost Qianzi, Ding Fan managed to remain undefeated, and even fought on equal footing. This alone was shocking enough for Mu Zi and Cheng Bufan.

Keep in mind Ding Fan's age—barely different from that of Mu Zi and Cheng Bufan. Yet when it came to cultivation, Ding Fan far surpassed them.

In Mu Zi's view, Ding Fan's cultivation was so advanced that perhaps even his grandfather, Mu Wuhui, might not be his match. Such an idea came to Mu Zi because, in the face of an Earth Level Martial Artist, his grandfather would likely have been defeated early on, not to mention holding his ground…

After more than ten minutes of intense battle, the outcome between Ghost Qianzi and Ding Fan remained undecided.

By this time, Ding Fan was covered in blood, and the largest wound was on his chest, about ten centimeters long, with flesh torn and blood oozing out, looking extremely horrifying.

Ghost Qianzi was arrogantly confident, and indeed, he had the capabilities to back his arrogance. Ding Fan's attempt to quickly kill Ghost Qianzi was also impossible.

Ding Fan was severely injured, but Ghost Qianzi was not in much better condition, with several wounds on his body, one on his right leg deep enough to reveal the bone.

Ghost Qianzi felt that by treating Ding Fan as a worthy opponent, he had already given him too much credit, yet as the fight progressed, he finally realized that he had still underestimated Ding Fan.

Ghost Qianzi, an Earth Level First Grade expert, could face down those at the Peak of Human Level, who couldn't even withstand a single blow before him. Yet Ding Fan had been able to fight equally with him for over ten minutes.

What did that signify?

This fact indicated that Ding Fan's cultivation had already far surpassed the Human Level Peak.

Thinking this, Ghost Qianzi felt a chill pass over him. Ding Fan was so young, and even if he was a prodigy, reaching the Human Level Peak at his age would have been miraculous enough.

And Ding Fan had not just reached the Peak but had exceeded it! In other words, Ding Fan now completely possessed the strength of an Earth Level Expert!

A twenty-something-year-old with the formidable strength of an Earth Level Expert, based on this alone, how powerful was Ding Fan?

At such a young age, Ding Fan was already so formidable. If he were to reach Ghost Qianzi's age, he might very well break through to the legendary Heavenly Level!

At this moment, the murderous intent in Ghost Qianzi's eyes deepened.

For a man like Ding Fan, if it was possible to win him over, that would be for the best, after all, this would be the kind of person whose stomp could shock the world. However, if one really had to offend him, then they must strangle this dazzling genius in the cradle.

Ghost Qianzi had already offended Ding Fan at this point. If he didn't kill him, then in the future, for himself and the power behind him, it would be an enormous challenge!

"Boy, I didn't expect your cultivation to be so formidable. However, tonight you still won't be able to leave this place alive..."

Ghost Qianzi faked a move and jumped out of the arena. As he finished speaking, he slowly took out a pill.

"Brother Fan, that pill is strange. It's called a Power Doubling Pill; don't let Ghost Qianzi swallow it!" Just then, Cheng Bufan, who was hiding in a corner, shouted to Ding Fan.

Cheng Bufan's voice was delivered with inner strength, so Ding Fan could hear it clearly from afar.

Upon hearing Cheng Bufan's voice, Ding Fan first was taken aback.

There was not a trace of inner strength fluctuation on Cheng Bufan. How could he use his inner strength to send his voice now?

After a moment's thought, Ding Fan understood. He had a magic artifact on his body that concealed his cultivation. Could it be that Cheng Bufan didn't have such a powerful artifact on him?

After a brief moment of stupor, Ding Fan then focused his divine sense on the pill that Ghost Qianzi was holding in his hand.

The pill was glossy black, with a halo of black light diffusing around it, exuding wisps of an evil aura...

"I didn't expect such crouching tigers and hidden dragons here, that someone would actually know of my Power Doubling Pill!" Ghost Qianzi glanced over at Cheng Bufan in the distance. "However, it's too late now. After today, every one of you will have to die here."

After finishing his words, Ghost Qianzi directly grasped the pill and swallowed it.

"Haha... Kid... Do you know what a Power Doubling Pill is?" Ghost Qianzi laughed wildly after swallowing the pill. "It will increase my cultivation power by one fold! Do you understand what that means? It means there are two of me joined together to fight you!

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In the night sky, Ghost Qianzi's laughter was dark and terrifying.

Ding Fan's eyebrows furrowed tightly. This kind of medicine pill that rapidly improves cultivation exists in the Cultivation World as well. After swallowing such a medicine pill, a person's cultivation would increase greatly in a short period of time.

However, the price was high; after the rapid improvement, the body's meridians and heart would not be able to withstand the abruptly increased cultivation and would suffer severe injuries.

Although Cultivation and Martial Cultivation are different, the principle behind this thing was the same.

Suddenly increasing the body's burden, no one could endure it.

As Ding Fan was still considering how to deal with Ghost Qianzi, the latter's figure turned into a grey streak and directly charged toward Ding Fan, much faster than before.

At that moment, Ding Fan was unable to dodge; Ghost Qianzi's First Level Punch landed directly on his chest.

Ding Fan, like a kite with its string cut, was thrown far away and then heavily crashed to the ground!

Ding Fan spat out a mouthful of blood outright.

And in an instant, Ghost Qianzi was already standing before Ding Fan.

Looking down from above, Ghost Qianzi's lips curled with a hint of scorn. "Kid, you indeed are the most formidable young man I've ever encountered. Had you not offended me, you could have soared across Kyushu and had your Voice Shake the Four Seas... It's a pity, such a shame you offended me..."

"Don't kill Brother Fan..." At this point, Mu Zi on the side shouted loudly.

Cheng Bufan was gripping Mu Zi tightly nearby; if it wasn't for Cheng Bufan holding Mu Zi back, Mu Zi would have likely already rushed to Ghost Qianzi's side by now.

Ghost Qianzi cast a cold glance at Cheng Bufan and Mu Zi in the distance, his face full of cold cruelty.

"Your two friends, they must die today! So on the road to the netherworld, you won't have to fear being lonely!" After saying this, Ghost Qianzi directly raised the emerald green knife in his hand.

"To die under my Emerald Blood Knife, you could consider it a fitting end!"

"Do you think the victor has already been decided?" Just then, Ding Fan, who had just spat blood and fallen to the ground, said coldly.

Ghost Qianzi was stunned.

Although blood hung from the corners of Ding Fan's mouth, his eyes were resolute, his fighting spirit undiminished, and not a trace of dishevelment showed on him.

Ghost Qianzi then felt an uncomfortable premonition, even an inexplicable fear...

Why the unease, why the fear? Ghost Qianzi didn't know, but he knew this sensation, it was brought upon him by Ding Fan in front of him.

"Kid, go to hell!" Ghost Qianzi directly lifted the Emerald Blood Knife, launching a chop toward the top of Ding Fan's head.