Chapter 720 - 670: Foolishly Simple!
However, Zhou Shaofeng’s shout was clearly too late.
The surging Demon Dragon Energy moved far too quickly for them to evade. In the blink of an eye, the purple-black energy enveloped the dozens of Abnormals still in the Chaos formation!
Zhou Shaofeng, who had begun a hasty retreat even before shouting, had narrowly escaped being entangled by the purple-black Demon Dragon Energy. But no one else was able to dodge it.
Once the Demon Dragon Energy had wrapped itself around the dozens of Abnormals, it seemed to be drawn by some invisible force. The energy instantly transformed into streams of purple-black gas that frantically burrowed into the orifices of these Masters. Their original protection, a mixture of Fingertip Blood and Black Glutinous Rice, might have offered some slight resistance. However, this suicidal rabble, in their overconfidence, had prematurely removed the uncomfortable Black Glutinous Rice plugs. The consequence, unsurprisingly, was that the Demon Dragon Energy could now assault them with even greater ease and speed.
There were no agonizing screams, nor were there any frantic struggles.
Less than three seconds after the Demon Dragon Energy invaded their bodies, they all collapsed. Dark, viscous blood gushed from their orifices. When the gurgling black blood finally ceased to flow, the Demon Dragon Energy still inside the corpses seemed to act in concert.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
The energy suddenly shot out all at once. It no longer appeared as mere clumps of gas. Upon leaving the bodies, the energy rapidly coalesced.
Dragon claws, a body, scales, horns, and a head began to form.
In the space of just a few breaths, it had taken on the shape of a ferocious black dragon. The black dragon, formed from gas, opened its gaping maw and stared at the stupefied Zhou Shaofeng.
"URR... RRRR... RRRR...!"
A deep groan emanated from the Qi Dragon’s mouth. It seemed to be urging Zhou Shaofeng to leave, or perhaps it was expressing something else entirely. After a few low rumbles, the Qi Dragon swiftly turned and plunged back into the mountain rock, vanishing as if it had never been there.
Looking at the dozens of Abnormal Masters on the ground, dead beyond any doubt, Zhou Shaofeng’s legs gave out, and he collapsed to his knees.
He was utterly terrified.
To deal with this Demon Dragon Energy, I summoned almost everyone I could from Xiangjiang’s Abnormal Skill community. And this is the result? Total annihilation, except for me? And it happened so fast, without any warning?
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
As Zhou Shaofeng knelt in a stupor, having forgotten to even think of fleeing, a round of applause sounded from behind him.
SWISH!
He whipped his head around reflexively. He saw Qin Fan, dressed in casual clothes, walking toward him with a mocking smile, clapping his hands.
"It’s you!"
Seeing Qin Fan approaching with a grin while applauding, Zhou Shaofeng shrieked as if someone had stepped on his tail, his eyes blazing with fury and hatred.
Honestly, I don’t even understand myself. I’m Master Zhou of Xiangjiang, a man in my prime. Why am I getting so worked up over a kid from Jiangzhou who isn’t even twenty? Is it really worth it? But Zhou Shaofeng would never realize that between certain people, a pre-determined antagonistic aura often exists. When the subconscious senses that someone poses a threat, emotions become unstable, regardless of age or gender.
"Tsk, tsk. Wiped out without even surviving a single round! Calling you a rabble was giving you too much credit," Qin Fan said, shaking his head at Zhou Shaofeng as if he were watching a clown.
"Since you’re looking for death, I’ll grant your wish!" Listening to Qin Fan’s taunts, Zhou Shaofeng, who was already on the verge of a mental collapse, let out a savage roar. With that, he pushed off the ground with one hand, leveraging his entire body to spring into the air. He lashed out with the golden whip he had previously used against the Demon Dragon Energy. He poured all his old and new grudges into this single, ferocious strike aimed at Qin Fan. The memory of Qin Fan insulting him by hitting his face with an apple core seemed to grant Zhou Shaofeng a premature taste of sweet revenge. In his mind, this whip strike would undoubtedly leave Qin Fan buried on the summit of Gufeng Ridge.
"Hmm, nice whip. The grade of this Magic Artifact isn’t bad. I’ll take it," Qin Fan said with an indifferent yawn as he faced the incoming whip.
The whip arrived just as he finished speaking.
However, Qin Fan couldn’t even be bothered to look at it. He simply waved his hand and, in a flash, caught the whip and held it firm. With Qin Fan’s casual, effortless grip, the golden whip was stopped dead in its tracks, unable to move another inch.
"The whip’s not bad, but the man behind it is unimpressive. Scram!" Qin Fan scoffed. He gave the golden whip a powerful tug.
WHOOSH!
In the blink of an eye, the golden whip was completely ripped from Zhou Shaofeng’s grasp and coiled around Qin Fan’s arm.
"You... you... who in the world are you?" Zhou Shaofeng exclaimed in utter disbelief instead of launching a counterattack.
As the saying goes, you can tell an expert by their first move. To so easily snatch away his golden whip and control a Magic Artifact that had already acknowledged him as its master... the implications were too much for Zhou Shaofeng to even dare contemplate.
"Does it matter who I am?" Qin Fan smiled playfully. "I originally came here to help your pathetic rabble because I couldn’t refuse the sincere request of Lai Shenxiang. I didn’t expect you all to be a bunch of short-sighted, ungrateful wretches. Well, now that you’ve been wiped out, I suppose it’s a fitting turn of the Heavenly Dao’s cycle. Oh, by the way, Master Zhou... do you have some connection to that Qi Dragon? It seems there’s something not so simple between you two!"
"You... you saw that? I—I don’t! I have nothing to do with it! Don’t you dare slander me! Thief, give me back my Magic Whip! Return my Magic Whip!" Zhou Shaofeng’s voice rose to a frantic scream.
"How naive," Qin Fan sneered with disdain. With that, he violently swung the golden whip.
CRACK!
A sharp crack echoed through the air. The whip moved faster than lightning. By the time Zhou Shaofeng reacted, it was far too late. A bloody gash was brutally carved across his face, and the force of the blow sent him sprawling to the ground.
Qin Fan couldn’t be bothered with him anymore. Dragging the golden whip behind him, he walked with his head held high toward the spot where the Qi Dragon had disappeared into the rock. When he reached the spot, a wild, sinister, and arrogant smile spread across his face.
He lifted his foot and stomped down with tremendous force.
BOOM!
The entire Gufeng Ridge seemed to tremble from the impact.
"Don’t think you’ve fooled the whole world just because you tricked that band of useless gluttons!" Qin Fan sneered loudly amidst the spray of shattered rock. "If you know what’s good for you, come out on your own. Don’t force me to drag you out!"