Chapter 178: Your waist is really soft!
"Ah!"
A tragedy occurred.
Everyone couldn’t help but close their eyes.
Qi Qi was so frightened she let out a shrill scream.
In her mind, she had already pictured the tragic scene of Shangguan Min Yue being cut in half at the waist.
Yet, to everyone’s surprise, everything was so quiet.
When the crowd looked again towards the battlefield,
they saw an additional figure standing there, though they didn’t know when he appeared.
It was none other than Lin Fan, who had hurried over.
He held the limp Shangguan Min Yue in one arm,
and with the other hand, he had caught the incoming long blade.
At that moment, he wore a roguish smile on his lips.
Looking at Shangguan Min Yue, who was completely collapsed in his arms,
"So the face hidden under the black veil isn’t that ugly after all. I was expecting an ugly freak."
Even though he could only see her captivating eyes,
he could still imagine a beautiful face through the rough outline.
Furthermore, her forehead was very white,
which was quite different from the pockmarked face Lin Fan had imagined.
"You... let go..."
Shangguan Min Yue’s slender waist was held tightly by Lin Fan.
In that moment, she felt shy and uncomfortable.
The incident last time when he had seen her nude and touched her body was still unsettled,
and now she found herself held tightly by him again, which was extremely embarrassing.
"Oh..."
Lin Fan, though, was quite straightforward and immediately let go of his arms.
The poisoned Shangguan Min Yue fell stiffly to the ground.
"You... why did you really let go!"
Feeling pain in her back, Shangguan Min Yue glared angrily at Lin Fan, who stood by.
Why had this guy suddenly become so obedient?
"Aren’t you asking for a bit too much? But I must admit, your waist is really soft, its flexibility must be great. The man who has you must be very fortunate."
Lin Fan said with a wink and a naughty grin.
From that brief touch earlier, he indeed confirmed her remarkable flexibility.
This statement left Shangguan Min Yue at a loss for words.
However, her attention was on Lin Fan’s other hand.
The hand that was holding the blade showed no signs of injury whatsoever.
"Your... hand!"
The blade in question was made of fine steel,
much sturdier than any ordinary sword could compare to.
How could his hand be so hard?
"It’s just a child’s toy, no need to be so nervous about it," Lin Fan replied with a chuckle, finally turning around.
He looked towards Xiaoquan Jianlang, whose forehead was popping with veins.
"If you dare, let go..."
As a swordsman, having his sword gripped by someone else was an unprecedented disgrace.
He tried to snatch the blade back,
but no matter how hard Xiaoquan Jianlang struggled,
he could not pull it free by even a fraction.
"It was you who told me to let go!"
Lin Fan turned his wrist,
channeling a powerful Qi into the blade.
Caught off guard, Xiaoquan Jianlang was immediately knocked back several steps by the force,
and Lin Fan had seized the long sword from him.
"Who... who are you!"
Realizing the other’s strength was above his own,
Xiaoquan Jianlang knew he was outmatched.
While speaking, his right hand moved towards his lower back.
"You’re not worthy of knowing."
Lin Fan, holding the sword, examined the blade thoughtfully,
seemingly unconcerned with the other party.
"Just you wait... when my master comes... you’re dead..."
Knowing he could not stay there any longer,
Xiaoquan Jianlang suddenly took out two smoke bombs.
"Puff!"
At the moment when he raised his hand, ready to use the smoke for his escape,
a gust of wind shot towards him, fast as lightning.
By the time he realized what was happening,
a long sword had already pierced through his chest.
"You... you... dare... to kill me!"
Xiaoquan Jianlang’s eyes were wide open, disbelieving as he stared at the hilt of the knife embedded in his chest.
His life, along with his blood, was rapidly draining away.
His whole body also leaned backward.
But his body was propped up by the long knife that was even taller than him.
Yet until death, he couldn’t believe it and glared with wide eyes.
Eyes filled with unwillingness, horror, and despair.
Finally, they turned to the color of dead ashes.
"Big Brother!"
The people following behind him watched the scene before them in horror.
The once lively Xiaoquan Jianlang had now become a corpse.
But no one dared to take a step closer to Lin Fan, who stood there.
That kind of deterrence was like an azure dragon in the sky.
Unmovable, like a mountain.
"Go back and tell your master that the Martial Alliance will arrive shortly, tell him to clean his neck and wait for his death!"
Lin Fan no longer paid attention to the corpse and walked towards the Martial Alliance dragon flag.
At this moment, the several severely injured martial masters had already collapsed to the ground due to their injuries.
Li Yizhen was hastily kneeling on the ground, administering acupuncture to them.
"Retreat!"
Seizing this opportunity, the Woguo martial masters hurried forward.
Lifting Xiaoquan Jianlang’s corpse, they ran outwards.
While the disciples of the martial school cheered as they drove them away.
"Boss, we owe you big time this round; otherwise, the Martial Alliance would have been in trouble!"
Luo Jiuying said, and was about to bow with his fists clasped together.
But he only felt a darkness before his eyes and fell straight to the ground.
Fortunately, Lin Fan was quick and caught him in one swift motion.
He immediately tore open the clothes on Luo Jiuying’s chest.
There, a five-fingered black handprint was imprinted.
"This isn’t a move from Woguo’s Karate; it looks more like the Black Sand Palm!"
Lin Fan’s eyebrows furrowed deeply.
This Poison Palm was as potent as the legendary poison, cinnabar.
If Luo Jiuying hadn’t achieved a breakthrough a while ago,
just this one palm would have already turned him into a corpse.
"The opponent is not a person from Woguo, but rather a renegade from the Martial Alliance..."
Luo Shaoyong said, clenching his fists.
It was safe to say they knew this deadly enemy all too well.
"Alright, let’s get him inside first. I need to force the poison out of him as quickly as possible. The rest are up to you."
Lin Fan couldn’t afford to try and understand the ins and outs of the situation.
He had to focus on saving lives at this moment.
As for the others, leaving them to Li Yizhen was more than enough.
"Boss, what about Miss Shangguan?"
Li Yizhen called out to Lin Fan just as he was about to leave.
Shangguan Yue Min was still lying on the ground.
It was clear she had been poisoned.
"She was hit by an anesthetic, it’s nothing serious. Let Qi Qi help her rest for a while, drink more water, and go to the restroom. When the drug’s effects pass, she’ll be fine."
Glancing at Shangguan Min Yue still lying there,
Lin Fan quickly stepped into the adjacent chamber.
"Miss Shangguan, let me help you to my room to lie down for a bit."
Having received the order, Li Qiqi hurried forward.
She helped the weak Shangguan Min Yue to her feet.
"This damn bastard... it nearly killed me..."
The weakened Shangguan Min Yue huffed angrily as she watched Lin Fan leave.
That fall just now had indeed been quite miserable.
"Miss Shangguan, I think you’d best not provoke him again. Last time you suffered a loss, and this time he took advantage of you again. It seems like he’s your nemesis; it’s best to stay as far away from such people as possible."
Li Qiqi couldn’t help but snicker.
In saying this, she had her own selfish reasons.
After all, Shangguan Min Yue, be it in her figure or family background, was top-notch.
In comparison, she felt like an ugly duckling.
Having such a woman close to Lin Fan could be quite troubling.
"I, Shangguan Min Yue, swear that I will settle the score with him severely. One day, I will make him kneel before me," Shangguan Min Yue muttered, barely able to hold back an oath.
The resentment for those two acts of disrespect; she must get her revenge.
"Miss Shangguan, they say there’s a thin line between love and hate, don’t tell me you’ve fallen for him?"
Li Qiqi suddenly felt the pressure increase.
If they had a few more encounters, it could lead to trouble.
"How could that be possible, what’s in your head? Even if he was the last man on Earth, I would still rather kill him with joy than be with him!"
Shangguan Min Yue, lying in bed, scowled and yelled.
"Really? Then why don’t you make a vow?"
"What?"