Chapter Ninety-Two: Drawing Sword

  Chapter Ninety-Two: Drawing Sword

  Bang!

  Ning Fang Yu's enormous right palm descended, a deafening crash shook the air, smoke and dust billowed up, bricks and stones shattered and scattered everywhere, a fierce gust of wind arose, blowing people standing far enough away from the martial arts arena to stumble about.

  Everyone narrowed their eyes, covering the dust and strong winds with their palms. Although they couldn't see very clearly, they all felt that Ning Chong should not have been able to escape and was pressed under Ning Fan's terrifying giant palm.

  "Oh no! Such a heavy blow, that kid is definitely done for!"

  "Haha! The outcome is already decided! I knew that Ning Chong was no match for Ning Fan Yu!"

  "It's shocking! It's like two monsters fighting!"

  ……

  Many people quietly discussing in a low voice, secretly wiped the cold sweat on their heads, this thrilling battle really made them exhausted just by watching.

  "It seems the outcome is already decided..."

  "Alas... I hope Ning Chong will be alright."

  On the host stage, the seven elders and King Elder were talking with extremely worried faces. Restricted by ancestral training and rules, no one could intervene in this martial arts arena before the battle was over, including them. Therefore, they could only watch as Ning Chong was pressed to the ground by Ning Fan Yu's palm.

  If Ning Cong were to be defeated like this on the martial stage, it would absolutely be a loss of young potential for the Ning family. This was something that the Seven Elders and Elder Wang did not wish to see, but restricted by the rules, they were powerless to do anything about it.

  Seven Elders and Wang Zong were worried, but suddenly heard the crowd burst into a series of exclamations, hastily raised their heads to see the smoke and dust gradually dispersing on the martial arts platform, and they were all stunned.

  Because they clearly saw that Ning Fan's huge palm was not pressed firmly on the ground. Under the giant palm, Ning Chong's legs were half buried in the ground, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and many wounds on his body, extremely disheveled, but his arms were firmly supporting Ning Fan's giant palm!

  The scene suddenly fell silent, with everyone being thoroughly shocked and numb. As they looked at each other in dismay, many people realized that they had truly understood Ning Chong for the first time. The various prejudices and ridicule they had previously held against Ning Chong now seemed laughable. If a strong person like Ning Chong was considered useless, then weren't they even less than useless?

  For a moment, everyone was speechless, and there was no more discussion. The scene fell into a dead silence.

  But the crowd didn't know that Ning Chong's defense this time was extremely precarious. He used the highest level "Ma Bu" method to transfer and disperse the terrifying force of Ning Fan Yu's massive right palm, and with his own body and strength, he barely managed to hold off this fatal blow.

  "Huh? You've only suffered minor injuries? No wonder you're the one who rose to power in just half a year, how interesting! Too interesting!"

  Ning Fan's eyes widened, and he let out a cold "heh heh" laugh. His massive face twisted into a ferocious grimace that was not just terrifying. In a deep, muffled voice, he continued, "But you are destined to die on this martial arts stage today! Not only have you enraged me, but even if I followed the clan leader's orders, I still wouldn't let you leave alive!"

  The clan leader's order? Ning Xing Bi!

  Ning's face turned cold and stern, his anger suddenly surging up, exploding and raging in his chest.

  Ning Chong didn't expect that Ning Xian would be so ruthless and unscrupulous, knowing he couldn't win the bet from half a year ago. He decided to go all out, to take his own life in order to indirectly fulfill the bet from half a year ago.

  Good! Extremely good! I'd rather be a old dog, I'd rather remember your various tricks!

  Ning Chong's eyes were filled with hatred as he raised his icy gaze towards Ning Fan Yu and asked, "So you want to kill me?"

  Ning's icy gaze made Ning Fan extremely uncomfortable, and in his heart, he had a faint sense of inexplicable fear. This feeling only made him, who was always pursued by others, even more furious. He coldly snorted: "That's right! Today, you won't be able to leave this martial arts stage alive!"

  With a shout, Ning Fan's arms spread out and swung down from mid-air, stirring up the air like a giant paddle. His terrifying right arm instantly whipped up a gust of wind that blasted towards Ning Cong. And his right palm seemed to grow even larger in the face of the gale, increasing by another 30% in size! If the previous massive palm was the size of a washbasin, this one was as large as a millstone!

  The scene had already erupted into a chorus of gasps, with everyone's eyes fixed on Ning Fan's exaggerated giant palm as it ruthlessly pressed down on Ning Chong once again, looking just like a human hand crushing an ant!

  Was Ning Chong going to die under Ning Fan's palm? The crowd couldn't bear to watch, and some even turned their heads away.

  However, in the midst of this, Ning Chong, under the giant palm's strike, faced with the massive palm that was pressing down like a mountain peak, had a hint of disdainful cold smile at the corner of his mouth. His body didn't move an inch, but his slender right arm had already swiftly wiped backwards.

  A sword light suddenly flashed out from under the giant palm that covered the sky and earth, condensed into a line the size of a needle tip in the blink of an eye, and broke through Ning Fan Yu's defensive palm with an unbelievable speed.

  Fast! Too fast! Fast beyond description!

  Ning Fan seemed to see a meteor streak across the sky, and in an instant, his neck felt the murderous aura and icy chill of the golden needle-sized sword light, causing his body to shudder involuntarily, and the skin on his neck suddenly broke out in goosebumps.

  This sword light was too fast, so fast that it felt unreal. Ning Fan Yu's pupils suddenly contracted violently in an instant. His mind desperately urged his body to make evasive movements, but his body seemed to have aged and become numb, only making a slight movement before the sword light reached him!

  Hmph!

  Ning Fan's massive palm that was about to crush the sky suddenly froze in mid-air, and Ning Chong's three-foot-long sword with a cold and fierce glow pierced his throat at an even faster speed.

  His eyes bulged out, and on Ning Fan's face was written shock and incredulity, he forced out a few words: "This...is impossible..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Ning Fan's eyes had already lost their vitality. His gigantic body deflated like a punctured balloon and quickly returned to its original size. He swayed for a moment before slowly falling to the ground, losing all signs of life.

  Under one sword, the number one genius of the outer sect, Ning Fan Yu — Dead!

  All this unbelievable happened in the blink of an eye, and for a moment everyone didn't dare to believe their eyes, feeling as if they were dreaming. The whole scene was silent, with not a sound to be heard, like a needle falling on the ground.

  Among the crowd, Ning Mo's heart skipped a beat as he thought of Ning Chong and him dueling, if they were to draw their swords... He couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

  On the host's platform, a surge of blackness floated on Ning Xing's ferocious face, his eyes shrunk fiercely several times, and the ceramic cup in his hand had already been shattered into powder with a "crack" sound by his inner yuan force.

  "Ah! Impossible! Impossible! Cheating! It must be cheating!"

  Ning Xing finally stood up, bellowing loudly, his face twisted with increasing venom. Although he appeared to have lost all reason in his rage, his mind was clearer than ever. The situation had already spiralled out of his control; since that was the case, then he would see it through to the end!

  Ning Xing's facial muscles twitched a few times, and he quickly glanced at Li Yi beside him with a hint of signal.

  Li Yi had followed Ning Xingbi for many years and was very familiar with him. At this time, seeing Ning Xingbi's eyes full of murderous intent, he immediately understood that Ning Xingbi wanted him to take action and get rid of Ning Chong right away.

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