Capítulo 339: Chapter 339: Do You Fear Me Now?
The light dissipated.
The soaring sword intent vanished completely.
Everything returned to a state of tranquility.
Mo Wu gasped slightly. Activating the flying sword he obtained from the Starry Sky Ancient Tomb had taken a considerable toll on him. He knew this flying sword was no ordinary object; it must have once been the personal weapon of a powerful cultivator.
As for who… that remained unknown.
That place was too dangerous, filled with too many horrors. Being able to obtain even one item was already quite fortunate.
"A sword strike that has reached its peak; taking his life should be no problem," Mo Wu muttered to himself, quite confident in his own abilities. But soon, the figure standing before him plunged him into utter despair.
He even felt like vomiting blood.
How could this be?
"Amazing."
Lin Fan liked to praise others. He was simply speaking the truth. The sword strike just now had put immense pressure on him. It was strong, exceptionally strong, just lacking a tiny bit. If it were a little more powerful, it would have been even better.
Not only was Mo Wu in disbelief,
But so were the Mo Clan disciples. They couldn't believe things had turned out this way.
Although the scene just now didn't possess the power to destroy heaven and earth, it did have the force to shatter mountains and dry up seas, definitely not something that could be easily resisted.
"Who are you?"
Mo Wu questioned, his expression filled with shock. He truly wanted to know who Lin Fan was, even though Lin Fan had already told him, "I'm just an ordinary person who loves cultivation."
But they didn't believe him. What could they do?
It was quite frustrating.
Just as Mo Wu asked this question, something unexpected happened.
Crack!
A crisp sound.
Mo Wu stood frozen in place, dumbfounded. Cracks appeared on the mysterious flying sword, and then, right before his eyes, it instantly shattered.
"No…"
A heart-wrenching roar resounded through the heavens and earth.
Pfft!
Mo Wu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His mind was connected to the mysterious flying sword, and the sword's destruction dealt a fatal blow to Mo Wu.
"Impossible, how could this be?"
He knew the hardness of the flying sword; it was absolutely unbreakable. Even the sharpest objects could hardly damage it. But now, just from striking the opponent once, it had ended up like this.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes,
He would never have believed it in his lifetime.
Seeing the other party suddenly vomit blood, Lin Fan was a bit stunned. "What's wrong with you? I didn't touch you. You attacked me. I can't take responsibility for this."
He didn't expect people to be so unreasonable.
The world was a cold place.
It was just a sparring match, but unexpectedly, the other party had injured himself so severely. He would definitely try to shift the blame onto him. If he encountered such a situation, the first thing he would do was leave the scene and absolutely not get involved.
Hearing Lin Fan's words,
Mo Wu coughed up even more blood, unable to bear the other party's "mockery."
It wasn't actually mockery, but a special kind of concern, clarifying the situation and making the other party understand that his condition had nothing to do with him.
However, unexpectedly, when the other party heard it, it became a form of mockery.
It had to be said…
This matter was truly frustrating.
If Mo Wu had previously held a disdain for Lin Fan due to his origins, then now… for Mo Wu, he already held a deep awe for Lin Fan.
Not quite reverence as if he were a god, but certainly reverence as if he were a ferocious tiger.
"Lin Fan, great job! You should give that guy a good beating," Xiao Bao cheered and shouted, acting as Lin Fan's cheerleader, jumping for joy.
Old Zhang also cheered.
Elder Wu was utterly shocked, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would explode. Seeing this scene, he needed to re-evaluate Lin Fan's strength. When Mo Wu had summoned the flying sword,
He had already discerned that Mo Wu's strength was among the top tier within the Saint Realm.
Coupled with that mysterious flying sword, whom could he not slay?
Yet, unexpectedly, such a thing had happened.
At this moment, Mo Wu held a profound awe for Lin Fan.
The difference in strength was too vast.
It was definitely not as simple as he had imagined.
"Are you alright?" Lin Fan asked.
The sparring was quite good.
The opponent's techniques were impressive, and he was very satisfied watching them.
Mo Wu pondered. He didn't know how to resolve this matter.
Given the current situation,
If the other party wanted to kill him, he had nowhere to escape.
While he was thinking,
Lin Fan slowly said, "Your technique just now was very impressive. I was very satisfied watching it. Now, I'll show you a move in return, as a courtesy. But this move of mine is a bit powerful, and I'm afraid of hurting you, so I'll release it in another direction."
"Watch carefully."
Everyone was captivated by Lin Fan's words.
Lin Fan looked towards the distant mountains and pushed out his palm.
"Demon Subduing Seal!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
A terrifying and soul-stirring power instantly erupted, distorting the void and sending ripples spreading outwards.
Boom!
A deafening roar exploded.
The distant mountains seemed to be subjected to a terrifying squeeze, instantly shattering, covering a vast area, and filling everyone's eyes with fear.
"I…"
Mo Wu stared blankly, the scene before him too astonishing.
Thud!
Mo Wu knelt down, without any external force, as if he had seen through everything, kneeling down in heartfelt submission.
"I lost."
He no longer possessed his previous arrogance. When his strength was inferior to the opponent's, and after learning that he was a native of this place, he had still been arrogant, not taking the opponent seriously.
But now it was different.
The gap was too large. If his clan knew that he had provoked such a powerful figure, they would definitely push him out as a scapegoat to appease the powerful figure's wrath.
Lin Fan said gently, "It was just sparring, learning from each other. There's no winner or loser. Get up, it's alright."
The patients who came out of Qing Shan Mental Hospital were all very gentle.
This had a lot to do with Director Hao's years of guidance.
Old Zhang and Lin Fan were both kind people. Unless under special circumstances, such as unintentionally killing someone due to not knowing the power of a technique, they never maliciously harmed others.
They were just that friendly.
Mo Wu was truly panicked, but even more surprised. What was the other party's background? He rarely interacted with natives, but when he arrived on this planet, he had already made inquiries.
The natives were all very weak.
Because of their cultivation methods, they all practiced incomplete techniques. The ancient cultivation methods were all hidden within the mountains and rivers.
Then there was only one explanation for the current outcome.
This person before him had likely obtained a complete cultivation method.
Otherwise, it couldn't be explained.
But how could he know… that Lin Fan's strength was so great simply through gradual cultivation.
For example, the Qigong Cultivation Method, its name sounded very useless, but it was truly not useless, and even quite domineering. When one's state of mind reached a certain level, even sleeping was cultivating.
They were walking different paths.
Mo Wu wanted to leave. Staying here any longer wouldn't benefit him, but he still had his sights set on the ancient ruins here, so he naturally wouldn't give up. Climbing from another side shouldn't be a problem.
"Wait…"
Just as he was about to leave, he heard Lin Fan's voice. Mo Wu's heart skipped a beat. Was he going to be kept here?
Was he overthinking everything?
Mo Wu suppressed his inner turmoil and looked at Lin Fan questioningly.
If it was truly as he thought, he would definitely flee this place with all his might. As for his clansmen, he could only leave them to their own devices. At least he could ensure that he brought this news back, so that the powerful figures in his clan could avenge them.
Lin Fan said, "Although you've already sparred with me, the issue still goes back to the original situation. I hope you can apologize to my two friends."
Mo Wu almost exploded on the spot.
After all that had happened, he was still talking about this? Was there something wrong with his brain?
The Mo Clan disciples who had previously been quite displeased with Lin Fan had all become obedient, not daring to act recklessly. Their initial arrogance was because they had their clan backing them.
Now, Lin Fan had used his strength to prove his authority.
A strong person's authority could not be offended, otherwise, one would face unimaginable repercussions.
Now, even if they were given ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare.
"I'm sorry, you two. My previous behavior was wrong," Mo Wu said, grasping the current situation perfectly, without any of his initial arrogance.
Lin Fan said, "Xiao Bao, Old Zhang, are you willing to forgive him?"
Old Zhang said with satisfaction, "It's good to admit one's mistakes and make amends. I'm willing to forgive him."
Xiao Bao said, "I'll listen to you."
Old Zhang occasionally uttered a few sensible words, which made One-Eyed Man quite curious. Could it be that Old Zhang's recovery was better than Lin Fan's?
At least he had never heard such sensible words from Lin Fan.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, they've already forgiven you. You can't do this in the future. But you seem to be quite seriously injured. It's a pity I don't know any medical skills, but my friend Old Zhang is very skilled in acupuncture. Do you want him to give you a few needles?"
Wu Sheng's expression changed slightly, becoming somewhat unnatural.
What he feared most was that Master Zhang's abilities would be discovered by others. This was more valuable than any treasure.
Elder Wu's face was very unsightly.
Hearing about acupuncture, he thought of his current half-man, half-woman appearance. What was he? Was he a demon?
Old Zhang said, "I won't give him any needles. Although he has apologized to me, I'm still very angry."
"Old Zhang, don't be like that. Hatred won't last forever. You need to open your heart and accept his apology. That way, you'll feel much happier."
"No." Old Zhang turned his head away, simply unwilling to give the other party acupuncture.
But they hadn't noticed that Mo Wu was almost driven to explode by them.
What did they mean?
What did they mean by this?
Were they playing good cop, bad cop?
Did he, Mo Wu, need that old man's acupuncture? They were acting as if he was begging them. What great abilities could a mere mortal possess?
He slightly raised his hand,
Signaling a retreat.
The Mo Clan disciples understood the gesture and nodded in agreement, then steadily retreated in an orderly fashion.
Lin Fan persuaded Old Zhang for a long time, finally convincing the stubborn Old Zhang, preparing to let Old Zhang give Mo Wu acupuncture. He raised his head, but the figures in the distance were gone.
"Huh? Where did they go?"
One-Eyed Man said, "They left."
Lin Fan said regretfully, "That's a pity. He could have left healthy and sound."
One-Eyed Man rolled his single eye.
Was he joking?
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