Chapter 318: Chapter 318

The short-statured man turned and was about to leave with his people.

In the eyes of the short-statured man, he couldn't see through Ding Fan's cultivation. However, Ding Fan's displayed movement technique did make the short-statured man somewhat wary.

For a moment, the short-statured man didn't want to establish another formidable opponent like Ding Fan over a woman.

Xian Shui had been worried that the Six Young Masters of West Mountain would swarm them, for even if Ding Fan was powerful, it was impossible for him to handle six people at once. Now that the other party was about to leave on their own accord, Xian Shui secretly let out a sigh of relief.

"Stop, I haven't said you could leave!" Just then, Ding Fan's tone was indifferent as he spoke to the six men.

Xian Shui frowned immediately upon seeing Ding Fan act this way. She really didn't understand what Ding Fan was doing.

The short-statured man turned around to look at Ding Fan. It was obvious he too didn't understand why the other party was stopping them.

"Leave the exotic treasure of Quanzhen Xuanmen, as well as the Crimson Flame Fire Frog from earlier, then you may go," Ding Fan said indifferently, as if he was talking about something very casual.

"Fuck! Shit, I think your brain must be squeezed by the door frame!" The gaunt man cursed outright, "You've been given some face and ****, you still want it to shine?"

At this point, the face of the short-statured man also became somber. "Do you think we dare not kill you?"

Ding Fan looked at the short-statured man with complete indifference. "Leave the stuff behind and get lost..."

A chill flashed in the eyes of the short-statured man. "Second brother, third brother, since he wishes for death so eagerly, send him to heaven directly."

After the short-statured man finished speaking, two robust figures beside him directly stepped forward. Both individuals indeed possessed the presence of those at the Human Level Peak.

At this moment, Xian Shui's expression was full of tension. The opponents were ferocious, and it was uncertain whether Ding Fan could handle two people alone.

At this time, Ding Fan slowly moved Xian Shui to his side. Xian Shui had been paying attention to the situation all along, but hadn't realized she had been held by a stranger for so long.

Now with her feet on the ground, Xian Shui couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

Just at that moment, the two Martial Artists at Human Level Peak didn't bother with greetings, as they attacked Ding Fan from the left and the right directly.

The two opponents were imposing, but when Ding Fan placed Xian Shui down, he seemed completely oblivious to their attack.

"Be careful!" Xian Shui shouted to Ding Fan in a hurry.

However, just after Xian Shui had warned him, the two men had already reached Ding Fan, and their speed was nothing short of terrifying.

Xian Shui was startled. In her view, Ding Fan was unprepared and would certainly be unable to dodge.

When Xian Shui thought Ding Fan was about to be seriously injured by the two men, something unexpected happened right away.

Before the two men's fists could hit Ding Fan, they suddenly flew backward like kites with broken strings and went tumbling through the air.

Amongst the dense trees, each of the men crashed through a small tree before they fell to the ground in a stumbled mess. After hitting the ground, they remained motionless for a moment, and when the short-statured man looked over, his brow furrowed intensely; both men were unmistakably beyond any help.

The onlookers hadn't seen clearly what happened, but the short-statured man did. When the two men were about to pounce on Ding Fan, Ding Fan had reacted faster, kicking out instantly. The two men were flipped onto the ground only after being hit by Ding Fan's kicks.

Even though the short-statured man saw clearly, he still found it hard to believe—their second and third brothers were both at the Peak of Human Level.

Even if the opponent was mighty, it still made no sense for him to have killed them instantly. The reason why the short-statured man had sent these two men to the forefront was mainly to probe Ding Fan's strength. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽

However, the two men were sent out, didn't even manage a single move, and were kicked to death by the other party—one foot each!

The existence at the Human Level Peak was kicked to death just like that. If one hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, who could believe it? Even though the short-statured man had seen the whole process, he still found it hard to believe...

The short-statured man was astonished, and his two brothers behind him were even more dumbfounded. The cultivation of the second and third brothers had been impressive among the six of them. And such imposing figures had been killed with a single move... The gaunt man, having been the loudest before, now dared not say another word.

He himself was merely at the Human Level Peak, and his kneecap had already been shattered. With Ding Fan effortlessly killing two Martial Artists at Human Level Peak without breaking a sweat, if the second and third brothers were ineffective, what good would he do if he stepped forward?

Xian Shui's mouth was agape in shock at the time.

In Xian Shui's mind, her senior brother had already been very powerful, but when confronting the Six Young Masters of West Mountain, her senior brother only got played around, nowhere near comparable with them.

And now, facing the assault of the two men, Ding Fan had kicked both to death with a single foot. The disparity at a glance was immediately apparent...

"Brothers, let's kill him together!" the short man's eyes darkened with murderous intent. He quietly drew a longsword.

Seeing the short man pull out a weapon, the skinny man and his companions were taken aback. It was well-known that the short man rarely used weapons against his enemies.

The fact that the short man had resorted to using his weapon from the start showed he had little confidence in defeating Ding Fan.

The skinny man and the others also drew their weapons one after another.

Given that Ding Fan had kicked two Human Level Peak Martial Artists to death, they couldn't afford to underestimate him!

"Kill!" the short man bellowed, and suddenly, three figures charged directly at Ding Fan.

Although there were still four of the West Mountain Six Gentlemen left, aside from those killed, the skinny man was injured in the knee by Ding Fan, so at this moment, he was merely healing himself on the side.

Facing three attackers, Ding Fan remained calm. In his view, the biggest threat was none other than the short man.

The short man's cultivation was of the Earth Level Second Grade. As long as he could slay him, the rest posed no real threat.

Ding Fan didn't act recklessly and directly took out a longsword from his storage ring. After twirling a Sword Blossom, he engaged in battle with the three opponents.

The short man believed that their combined assault would surely overwhelm Ding Fan's momentum. If Ding Fan could fend them off, that would be impressive.

After all, he himself was of the Earth Level Second Grade, and his two brothers were also at the Human Level Peak. With them attacking together, if Ding Fan wasn't directly slain, that would already be remarkable.

However, unexpectedly, the short man leading his two comrades in a rush didn't gain any absolute advantage. Ding Fan darted between the blades, occasionally striking back. For the moment, the trio was evenly matched with Ding Fan.

The short man's brows furrowed deeply.

He had estimated Ding Fan's cultivation to be, at most, Earth Level First Grade.

After all, given Ding Fan's young age, achieving Earth Level cultivation was already extraordinary. But observing Ding Fan, who was fighting them to a stalemate, the short man realized he had underestimated him.

How could someone of Earth Level First Grade manage to fight on equal terms with them? Although the short man was reluctant to admit it, he had to acknowledge that Ding Fan's cultivation must be higher than his own.

That means, if the short man was of Earth Level Second Grade, then Ding Fan's cultivation must be at least above Earth Level Second Grade!!!

A prodigious and crazy talent of Earth Level, barely twenty years old! A stunning, decisive genius with an imposing talent!

At this moment, a fierce killing intent flashed in the short man's eyes. The more extraordinary such an opponent was, the more he felt the need to eliminate Ding Fan quickly. How could he allow himself to leave such a formidable enemy behind? With time, in not more than ten years, the young man before him would become someone they could no longer slay.

Therefore, the short man made up his mind that no matter the cost today, Ding Fan must be slain!

Observing the battle in the arena, Xian Shui was dumbfounded watching Ding Fan and his opponents fight fiercely. Having grown up in a sect all her life, she had never witnessed such a high-level skirmish. Before she ventured out this time, she had always regarded her senior brother as the most formidable…

A single person could be this powerful.

Which young girl does not cherish spring? Ding Fan's figure had grown tall in Xian Shui's heart.

Above the arena, Ding Fan appeared nonchalant, but he dared not slack in the slightest.

Not only were his opponents' cultivation formidable, but more importantly, their coordination was extremely in sync. If it weren't for Ding Fan's movement technique and his Divine Sense that allowed him to predict the enemies' moves in advance, chances were he would have been slain by now.

Ding Fan was now waiting for an opportunity, a decisive moment to take down the short man. Once the short man was killed, the other few would be rendered ineffective.

Just then, Ding Fan failed to dodge a swift stroke, and his back was struck by an opponent's sword.

"Kid, no matter how mighty you are, you're destined to die here today. No one who's been cut by my sword has ever lived to see the next day," one of the three assailants with yellow pupils said.

Ding Fan immediately felt an itchy numbness in his wound and quickly realized that the sword was poisoned!

The poison was strong; in just a moment, Ding Fan felt his head pounding.

"Don't give him any chances, finish him off with one strike!" said the short man, his longsword held horizontally, with a stern expression.

Ding Fan was too formidable, and the short man was genuinely worried about any unexpected changes.

After the short man issued the command, the three assailants turned into three shadows, charging directly at Ding Fan…