Plundering Points
Without any hesitation, the five-person team from Tiannan No. 3 High School immediately turned around and quickly retreated in the opposite direction from the valley entrance.
However, just as they had run several hundred meters and thought they had shaken off their opponent...
Zhang Heng caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and his heart sank.
The nine-year-old child had appeared a hundred meters behind them, still walking at a leisurely pace, like a persistent leech, clinging to them at a distance.
"Damn it, what is he trying to do?"
One of the team members spotted Chen Fan and couldn't help but mutter a curse.
"Ignore him, speed up!"
Zhang Heng gritted his teeth and said.
The five accelerated again, circulating their Qi and Blood to the limit, leaving afterimages across the Wasteland.
No matter how fast they accelerated, how they changed direction, or how they used the complex terrain to try to shake off each other.
That figure is always there.
He was like a nightmare I could never escape, forever maintaining that suffocating distance, neither getting closer nor further away.
The feeling wasn't like a chase; it was more like toying with a group of prey that had already been caged.
Time passed, second by second.
The ten-minute-long silent chase completely shattered the psychological defenses of the Tiannan No. 3 High School team members.
The humiliation of being wantonly toyed with spread wildly in their hearts like wildfire, eventually igniting the fuse of reason.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Heng abruptly stopped, his burly body trembling slightly with extreme anger, his chest heaving violently.
He suddenly turned around, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the child who remained indifferent a hundred meters away.
His voice, filled with boundless rage, was forced out, each word uttered slowly and deliberately, through clenched teeth:
"What... what do you want?!"
Under the tense, angry, and almost fiery gazes of the five students from Tiannan No. 3 High School, Chen Fan revealed a puzzled expression.
"What am I supposed to do? Is that so hard to understand?"
He extended a slender, pale index finger and, from a distance of a hundred meters, gently tapped the faintly glowing Points Terminal on Zhang Heng's wrist.
I want your points!
"Kill him!!"
Zhang Heng's rationality completely collapsed at this moment.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman as he roared at his four teammates who were also blinded by humiliation.
"Five against one! I refuse to believe that the five of us can't take down a brat who hasn't even grown up yet!"
Completely enraged by Chen Fan's toying manner, the four team members completely disregarded their teacher's warning.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Five powerful forces of Qi and Blood and qi erupted simultaneously!
"Kill!"
The five formed a formation they had practiced countless times, and from five different directions, they transformed into five blurry afterimages, carrying overwhelming killing intent, as they rushed towards the slender figure a hundred meters away.
Zhang Heng, wielding a heavy Alloy Combat Saber, charged ahead!
He poured all 98 calories of his Qi and Blood into the blade, causing it to hum and swirl with Qi and Blood, drawing a tragic blood-red arc in the air before slashing down!
This strike is determined to cleave Chen Fan in two!
The other four attacked simultaneously from the left, right, and rear, their swords flashing and weaving into an impenetrable net of deadly attacks, sealing off all possible escape routes for Chen Fan.
This is their strongest combined attack technique, enough to shred a Peak Second Tier Anomalous Beast into a pile of minced meat within three seconds!
However, Chen Fan's expression remained unchanged in the face of this seemingly foolproof and unavoidable encirclement.
Instead of retreating, he swayed slightly, like a ghost, and stepped into the very core of the encirclement formed by flashing swords.
His figure moved through the gaps between deadly swords and spears as if strolling leisurely in a storm.
Quick!
It's almost at its limit!
Zhang Heng's pupils contracted sharply. He only saw a blur flash past the side of his blade, and he didn't even have time to change his move!
The next second, the afterimage appeared like a ghost next to a teammate who was stabbing fiercely from the flank.
The ferocity on the team member's face had not yet faded before it was replaced by extreme horror.
He watched as a slender, pale finger magnified infinitely in his vision, and then, with a gentle touch, touched the carotid artery in his neck, which was covered in blood vessels.
Puff.
A wisp of Golden Qi and Blood, refined to its utmost, vanished in a flash.
The team member's forward momentum abruptly halted, his eyes instantly losing all light, and he collapsed to the ground as if his bones had been removed, falling lifeless.
The formation was broken in an instant!
Chen Fan's movements were fluid and seamless, without the slightest hesitation or pause.
He even used the fierce gust of wind generated by Zhang Heng's blade to spin like a top and appear behind the second team member, delivering a seemingly casual palm strike that precisely cut into the back of the opponent's neck.
"Click."
A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.
Another person fell to the ground.
From the moment the five launched their attack to the moment the two were instantly rendered incapacitated, the entire process took less than three seconds!
This... how is this possible?!
The raging fire in Zhang Heng and the remaining two teammates' hearts was completely extinguished by an indescribable, chilling fear.
"Run!"
One of the team members completely broke down and turned to flee this suffocating place of death.
But it was too late.
Chen Fan had lost interest in continuing to play along.
He took a step forward, leaving a faint afterimage in his wake, and delivered a seemingly ordinary straight punch to the teammate who was turning to flee and another teammate who was already terrified.
This punch had no fancy moves, no violent Qi and Blood Projection.
But the 111 calories of Qi and Blood, condensed to the extreme and carrying a faint golden light, formed a terrifying fist pressure that was invisible to the naked eye in front of the fist!
Boom!!
A muffled popping sound echoed through the air.
Before the two could even react, they were blasted away by the unparalleled force of the punch. Their bodies collided in mid-air, spitting blood, and they crashed heavily onto the gravel ground in the distance like two tattered sacks, instantly losing consciousness.
At this point, only Zhang Heng remained in the valley, frozen in place, still in the posture of swinging his sword forward.
His face was drained of all color, leaving only a deathly pale complexion.
He looked at the nine-year-old child slowly retracting his fist, and at his four teammates lying on the ground, their fates unknown. A chill from the depths of his soul made him tremble uncontrollably.
Chen Fan's calm gaze fell upon him.
"You..."
Zhang Heng couldn't help but swallow hard. His legs went weak, and the Alloy Combat Saber in his hand fell to the ground. He collapsed to the ground, and a wet, hot stain quickly spread across his crotch.
He was so scared he peed himself.
Chen Fan frowned almost imperceptibly, seemingly with some disdain.
He didn't step forward again, but simply raised his wrist and pointed at the Void on the Points Terminal in Zhang Heng's direction.
[Should we forcibly take the opponent's points?]
[Yes.]
"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"
The crisp, rapid electronic notification sounds rang incessantly on Chen Fan's wrist, sounding particularly jarring in the deathly silent valley.
Chen Fan raised his wrist and glanced at the Light Screen.
[Points +354]
[Current total points: 364]
[Current ranking: Ninth]
From the bottom of the list, it jumped into the top ten.