Chapter 451: Chapter 451
Ding Fan now had nowhere to escape. The nearest pursuers could catch up in less than ten seconds, and many more were converging on this location.
Ding Fan promptly put away Duorou, and as for Li Shuo, who was already scared witless, Ding Fan knocked him out and threw him into his own Small World.
Since it was unavoidable, then he would fight.
Ding Fan grabbed a handful of Foundation Building Pills and tossed them directly into his mouth; then he unsheathed the Selfless Sword.
Ding Fan, holding the Selfless Sword upside down, a towering murderous aura began to spread...
Whoosh... Just at that moment, a figure had already arrived before Ding Fan. Without saying a word, the newcomer threw a heavy punch directly at Ding Fan's temple.
The punch was powerful and was even wrapped in flames around the outside. It seemed as if it came straight from hell.
Ding Fan had looked through the information Wu Die had brought before; this person's Special Ability was his immense punching power. The person had once undergone a strength test, and his punches could no longer be measured by strength gauges.
At that time, his fist crushed a diamond, the size of a fist itself, into dust.
Diamonds are the hardest substances known, yet his fist could pulverize a diamond into dust. It was evident just how formidable this person's strength was.
Seeing the other party open with a heavy punch, Ding Fan's fighting spirit was also ignited.
Ding Fan let out a roar and made no attempt to dodge, but instead charged directly towards the opponent's heavy punch.
The Ability User who delivered the punch was surprised to see Ding Fan aiming to compete in raw strength, and a slight smile curled at the corner of his mouth. In his opinion, trying to outmuscle him was simply a death sentence.
Boom... The two fists collided as if two trains had smashed into each other, with a resounding impact.
The scenario where Ding Fan was supposed to be sent flying didn't happen; instead, the heavy puncher, like a kite with its string cut, was sent flying back and crashed to the ground.
Thump... The heavy puncher hit the ground hard, bleeding from all orifices, and died instantly. He probably never expected to die from someone else's heavy punch.
To overcome strength with strength, this domineering attitude was precisely what Ding Fan thrived on!
Roar... Ding Fan, with his fighting spirit soaring, let out a long howl to the sky.
Whoosh, a fireball shot at Ding Fan with incredible speed. Ding Fan watched the fireball and snorted coldly.
"Let me show you what real fire is!" Ding Fan raised his right hand, and a Fire Blade issued a sharp whistling sound, cutting directly towards the source of the incoming fireball.
The fireball that was originally aimed at Ding Fan was instantly swallowed by the Fire Blade in just a moment.
The Fire Blade, without losing any power after ingesting the fireball, continued to slash through...
"Ah..." The unfortunate one who had thrown the fireball let out a scream before being cut in two by the Fire Blade.
"!@#￥%..." At this point, the crowd around him was growing, chanting slogans that Ding Fan couldn't understand and charging towards him.
At this moment, Ding Fan had no thought of fleeing. Things had come to this point, so it was better to fight valiantly!
"Kill!" Ding Fan's figure suddenly moved, and he swung the Selfless Sword in his hand, launching a countercharge against the incoming crowd.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh...
With every swing of Ding Fan's sword, someone fell, while streaks of lightning and bursts of flame did not stop lashing at him. The Arena was turned into a river of blood and a field of corpses in just a brief moment.
Ding Fan had cut down a good number of people, and now his body was also covered in many wounds from the lightning and flaming attacks...
The Selfless Sword in Ding Fan's hand struck down another person.
As this person fell to Ding Fan's sword, the Ability Users around suddenly hesitated to attack rashly. In just this brief period, more than twenty Ability Users had fallen to Ding Fan's sword.
These people had seen many a ruthless character, but this was their first time encountering someone as ferocious and bloody as Ding Fan.
Ding Fan held the Selfless Sword upside down. The blade's tip dripped with someone's fresh blood, drop by drop, onto the ground.
Ding Fan's body was covered in wounds, yet his spirit was utterly unyielding!
The word 'surrender' simply did not exist in Ding Fan's dictionary.
In his past life, Ding Fan had refused to submit to the stronger Cultivators and had ended up fighting to mutual destruction with one...
In his past life, Ding Fan did not surrender, and in this life, Ding Fan certainly would not! ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
At this moment, Ding Fan was like a wild beast. Although the Sixth Guard Squad of The Stars and Stripes Country had now surrounded him, none dared to launch an attack against him.
One man, Ding Fan, had alone astonished the entire Sixth Guard Squad of The Stars and Stripes Country.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh... At that moment, several figures appeared in front of the Sixth Guard Squad.
Once these figures stood still, Ding Fan could see clearly that they were Ninjas from Japan.
"Kill him!" Just then, a black car stopped behind the crowd, and Simon had already stepped out from the vehicle.
As soon as Simon finished speaking, those Ninjas from Japan, as if responding to the highest order, charged directly at Ding Fan.
"Mr. Simon, when it comes to martial arts, our ninjas are invincible in the world. These Huaxia people are simply no match for us. Just wait and see how our ninjas will take care of this Huaxia man."
At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a kimono, looking quite smug, said to Simon, who was standing beside him.
"Well then, I look forward to watching the ninjas' performance," said Simon, his lips slightly curling up.
In the arena, several ninjas had in the blink of an eye reached Ding Fan.
To others, the movements of these martial artists might seem incredibly fast, but to Ding Fan, they were completely inconsequential.
In terms of combat power, these ninjas at best could be Earth Level First Grade.
Ding Fan had slain individuals at the peak of Earth Level, so a few Earth Level First Grade ninjas wouldn't cause him any distress.
Without waiting for them to charge at him, Ding Fan's figure had already begun to move.
Swoosh... Ding Fan cut through the air with a direct strike from his sword.
With this strike, a hum of the sword sang out, and a wave of Sword Qi surged forth.
Ordinarily... Before a ninja could reach him, the Sword Qi had already sliced him in two.
Splurt... Blood sprayed out, and the entire arena looked as if a blood mist had risen!
A kill! A completely unsurprising kill!
From a distance, Simon watched this scene and turned to look at the middle-aged Japanese man beside him.
"If I recall correctly, just now you mentioned that when it comes to martial arts, your people from Japan are the best in the world."
The middle-aged Japanese man, seeing his subordinate cut down by Ding Fan, had an extremely hard time saving face, his boastful claim coming back to haunt him as his man was instantly slain with a single move.
Remembering his own words, the middle-aged Japanese man's face turned red as if he had been slapped, stinging humiliatingly!
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh... At this moment, the other ninjas had already rushed over, their katanas striking towards Ding Fan's vital points.
Although Ding Fan didn't take these Japanese seriously, he never let his guard down for a moment.
Using his Divine Sense, Ding Fan dodged back and forth through the gaps created by their katanas.
For a time within the arena, amidst the flashing gleams of blades, Ding Fan dodged left and right, as slippery as an eel, impossible to catch.
"Set up the Formation! Trap this Huaxia man to death!" The middle-aged Japanese man saw several martial artists unable to bring down Ding Fan after such a long time and became somewhat anxious.
Upon hearing the middle-aged man's order, the martial artists hurriedly changed tactics. The four martial artists in the arena took positions at four corners, surrounding Ding Fan in the center.
"This is the Four Wilderness Destruction Formation! Our ancestors from Japan developed this Formation hundreds of years ago. Once trapped by it, there is no escape," said the middle-aged Japanese man with a cold snort.
At the moment, Ding Fan was busy facing the enemies and didn't hear the middle-aged man's words. If he had heard what the man said, he certainly would have kicked him flying.
This Four Wastelands Breaking Formation was, in fact, the creation of a Formation master from Huaxia Country. Ding Fan had previously studied this Formation while traveling.
This middle-aged Japanese man was shamelessly claiming the Formation developed by Huaxia as their own.
The Four Wilderness Destruction Formation, immensely powerful, trapped Ding Fan under the Blade Gleam within moments, and in just a few moves, several cuts appeared on Ding Fan's body.
Although Ding Fan was injured, his expression did not change. He carefully observed how the Formation operated to find patterns.
There were few cultivators who didn't understand Formations, and Ding Fan had done extensive research on breaking Formations. Moreover, since he had seen this Formation in ancient texts before, it did not take long for him to remember how to break it.
However, just at this moment, a flash of insight shone in Ding Fan's sea of consciousness, and in an instant, he had an epiphany.
Harmony among heaven, earth, and humanity; the heavens encompass all things, the earth bears mountains and rivers, humans walk between heaven and earth... All things have a breath, all things have a reason for existence...
Suddenly, a warm current surged through Ding Fan's entire body.
Ding Fan's heart surged with joy, not having expected that this Japanese Formation would lead him to an understanding of the relationship between heaven, earth, and humanity and that he was now touching the barrier of the Sixth Level of Qi Cultivation.
Moreover, the barrier was teetering on the verge of collapse, and perhaps in the next second, Ding Fan could breakthrough to the Seventh Level of Qi Cultivation.
Even though Ding Fan now knew how to break free from the grasp of the four Japanese men, he remained dodging within the crevices of their attacks.
Ding Fan was feeling, experiencing... He was waiting for an opportunity. As long as he could seize this chance,
he would be able to leap straight to the Seventh Level of Qi Cultivation.
Such is the path of Cultivation; a sudden realization can turn one into a celestial being. Sometimes, an epiphany is more important than years of accumulated cultivation.
At that moment, Ding Fan's chest was violently kicked, and he staggered back several steps before finally steadying his stance.
Spurt... A stream of fresh blood was spat out directly.
Seeing the ninja succeed, the middle-aged Japanese man loudly ordered the ninjas.