At this moment, his blood and qi were churning and difficult to calm down. His internal organs were sending out distress signals to him. Furthermore, with each hard struggle against C-32, his mouth was filled with a sweet and metallic taste.
I shouldn't have acted impulsively just now.
He originally returned only to check the situation, but as he watched, he couldn't resist taking action.
Still too inexperienced.
While Jiang Fan was reflecting on his own feelings, C-32's heart was also churning with emotions.
Is this really Spirit Master? He's seen Spirit Master before, with good physical defense and close combat skills, but he's never seen one so fierce and powerful, with martial arts techniques applied so naturally.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the other party has considerable real combat experience.
C-32's guess was correct. Ever since Jiang Fan joined Xiaoqiang Studio, he has been sparring with Zhou Xiaoyan and Wang Jiangang whenever he has free time. In addition, he has also completed a lot of missions during this period, which has allowed him to accumulate rich combat experience.
"Kid, who exactly are you?"
Jiang Fan replied while hitting him, "Kneel down and call me grandpa, and I'll tell you."
"You're courting death!" C-32 suddenly unleashed his inner energy, his attack becoming even more ferocious.
Jiang Fan was forced to retreat steadily, and traces of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"You're determined to kill me, aren't you? Fine! Then I'll use my last trump card and fight you to the death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fan took a step back, his expression extremely solemn.
Although Jiang Fan was only Late-Stage Martial Apprentice, C-32 would never dare to underestimate him.
After all, the opponent had just severely injured Middle-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist with a single blow. Of course, the main reason for this was that his companion had underestimated the enemy.
Just as C-32 was on high alert, Jiang Fan removed the weighted rings from his feet.
It's an F-grade alloy!
This kid has actually been wearing F-grade alloy weight rings the whole time, and he's been holding his own against them until now!
How did he manage to do that? Could this kid be an even more prodigious genius than Ye Qizhen?
Thinking of this, C-32's murderous intent intensified.
If their Church of Justice wants to flourish and rule the entire Great Xia and even the whole Blue Star, they must nip these stubborn new talents in the bud.
That's why they attacked and killed Ye Qizhen.
Therefore, this person in front of us absolutely cannot be allowed to grow stronger.
"Ah!" Jiang Fan roared, as if it were the last roar of a person on the verge of despair, and then he swung his broadsword fiercely at C-32.
That's right, it's a flick.
The greatsword, imbued with Psychic Power and accompanied by a mournful whistling wind, flew straight towards C-32.
The instant Jiang Fan swung his broadsword, Phantom Gale Leg went into overdrive, its legs flailing wildly across the ground, kicking up a cloud of smoke.
"Damn it! You brat, you tricked me!"
After dodging the flying broadsword, C-32, enraged, chased after Jiang Fan.
On the other side, Ye Qizhen, who was injured, was quickly caught up.
" Ye Qizhen, I advise you not to run away. Just accept your death obediently, and I'll at least leave you with a complete corpse."
Hearing this, Ye Qizhen, suppressing the surging blood in her body, retorted, "Can you come up with a different excuse? Don't you think it's old-fashioned? Besides, the person is already dead, who cares if their body is intact? All I know is that every second I run is a second I can live. I'm not stupid enough to stop and let you kill me."
"That makes a lot of sense." A deep voice suddenly rang out.
" Captain Wei!" Ye Qizhen was overjoyed and shouted in the direction the voice came from.
Wei Cangyue charged forward with his sword, passing by Ye Qizhen like a hurricane. Before the Middle-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist could react, he swiftly drew his sword and sheathed it.
The whole process was very efficient and decisive, without any unnecessary delays.
"Alright, stop posing and come with me to rescue them!" Ye Qizhen hurriedly got up from the ground and said.
"Save someone? Save whom? Jiang Fan?"
" Master Li's disciple!"
"Who?" Wei Cangyue was taken aback.
Ye Qizhen started running, explaining as she went, "Just now, when I was almost killed by a knife, it was Master Li's apprentice who arrived in time to save me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have been beheaded long ago."
"Is he really Master Li's disciple? You've never even met Master Li's disciple, how can you be so sure?" Wei Cangyue asked doubtfully.
"He is Spirit Master, and Junior Psychic at that. In Ancheng, besides Master Li's disciple, I can't think of anyone else like him."
Upon hearing Ye Qizhen's analysis, Wei Cangyue nodded to himself, then suddenly seemed to remember something and looked abruptly at Ye Qizhen.
"You're not very loyal, are you? He went to save you, and you just abandoned him and ran away. He's only Junior Psychic, and you're taking on three Middle-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist and Late-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist at the same time? Aren't you afraid he'll get chopped into mincemeat?"
"Although he and I are both only Junior Psychic, his Psychic Power far surpasses mine."
"I knew it. Otherwise, the teacher wouldn't have given up on such a promising talent like you and taken someone else as a disciple. But even so, he's only Spirit Master, and if I'm not mistaken, the teacher's disciple is probably quite young, so his Martial Artist level is definitely not high."
"Actually, he's not Martial Artist yet; he's Late-Stage Martial Apprentice."
"What?!" Wei Cangyue's shout nearly shattered Ye Qizhen's eardrums. "Not even Martial Artist? Just Late-Stage Martial Apprentice? How dare you leave him there alone, facing three Middle-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist and Late-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist? What? You want to wait until that kid is chopped into mincemeat so you can inherit his master's title?"
Ye Qizhen couldn't help but twitch her lips violently.
Do I look like that kind of person to you?
"Picture."
"..."
Ye Qizhen expressed her exhaustion and continued to explain, "Don't let his status as Spirit Master you; he's not fragile. He easily killed Middle-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist right from the start, then severely injured Middle-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist with a single blow. He can even hold his own against another Middle-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist, and the fight only got fiercer as it went on, gradually gaining the upper hand."
Wei Cangyue just stared at him like that, "Are you telling me a story?"
Ye Qizhen "..."
A dozen seconds later, Ye Qizhen stopped and looked at the scene of the battle before her. Jiang Fan and the others were nowhere to be seen.
Wei Cangyue saw the two people lying in a pool of blood. One was seriously injured but still breathing faintly, while the other died instantly with a pierced chest. This was exactly what Ye Qizhen had said.
"Hey, Xiao Ye, what you just said—was it all true?"
Ye Qizhen gave a wry smile. "At a time like this, do you think I'd still be in the mood to tease you?"
Wei Cangyue stared intently at Ye Qizhen for several seconds, then suddenly gasped, "This kid is a fucking genius! No, a prodigy! No wonder the teacher absolutely refused to accept you, but accepted that other kid instead. If it were me, I'd accept him instead of you."