Chapter 1202: Chapter 1191: Battle Against the Aerial Mastery Realm!
Human beings are made of flesh and blood, and they will certainly be affected by external factors.
As soon as Ning Fan’s body entered the cyclone, he felt a strong resistance, making it increasingly difficult to move forward, his figure trembling and shaking like a tree in a typhoon.
“Ah!”
Ning Fan shouted loudly, like a thunderclap, as True Qi spread out.
Immediately, the surge of True Qi confronted the cyclone in an antagonistic state.
Whir, whir, whir…
Suddenly, the cyclone became chaotic, no longer as orderly as before.
“How can this be?”
Nalan Jiuhuang, standing at the center of the cyclone, turned pale, completely not expecting that the True Qi Cyclone she had unleashed beyond her limits could still be penetrated by Ning Fan. How could this be acceptable?
This move was her life-saving technique, which she could even use to kill opponents above her level in the Jianghu.
However, at this moment, the situation was developing in the opposite direction. Not only was she unable to kill above her level, but Ning Fan, whose realm was lower than hers, had broken into the True Qi Cyclone. To whom could she complain about this?
This was completely beyond her expectations and shattered her understanding.
“I refuse to believe it. He’s just at the True Origin Realm, yet dares to oppose my Aerial Mastery Realm? Furthermore, I’m defending while he’s attacking. Even if we were at the same realm, he should expend more physical strength.”
While thinking this, Nalan Jiuhuang once again calmed her mind, attempting to diminish Ning Fan’s assault on the True Qi cyclone.
Truth be told, although she appeared to be in her 30s with a charming mature aura, this was only achieved by absorbing the vitality of others.
Her actual age was over a hundred, and she was on the verge of exhaustion and death.
Therefore, Nalan Jiuhuang had very little vitality left.
In this confrontation with Ning Fan, she could only rely on burning her vitality.
As her strength increased, her face became increasingly haggard and aged, resembling how she looked after being defeated by Ning Fan yesterday, eerily similar.
“Old hag, let’s see how long you can keep this up?”
Ning Fan, in the prime of his youth, was bolstered by the breath of Dragon Ball, rapidly refining True Qi within his Dantian, at a speed and concentration incomparable to regular people.
Even Nalan Jiuhuang was left far behind by him.
Although his speed of advancement was hindered by the True Qi Cyclone, becoming slower and slower, he was not disheartened, mobilizing his internal True Qi once again.
Ning Fan continuously unleashed True Qi around him, then gathered it on his fist, gradually tearing apart the defensive circle of Nalan Jiuhuang’s True Qi Cyclone.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
This level of battle was worlds apart from gently sweeping away fallen leaves, akin to a typhoon of over ten grades sweeping across, centered around the two of them, unleashing a strong gale.
The crowd felt as if they couldn’t keep their footing, swaying and staggering.
“Oh my…”
Duan Yuanmeng almost got blown away by the wind, hastily grabbing Duan Yunfei’s arm to stabilize herself.
Duan Yunfei held onto her arm, giving her a reassuring smile, “I really didn’t expect it. Not seeing him for a while and Mr. Ning’s martial prowess has grown again. Truly, an extraordinary sight every three days.”
“Indeed.”
Ouyang Feifei chimed in, smiling proudly, “I judge people with exceedingly high standards and rarely bow my head to others. If Mr. Ning didn’t have such abilities, would I subject myself to him, taking orders?”
“Yes, indeed.”
The crowd nodded, agreeing in unison.
Butler Zhang, having once again witnessed Ning Fan’s formidable strength, decided in his heart to be as loyal to Ning Fan as he was to Ning Diankun before, securing his place as the next Ning Family Head.
“My son truly has grown.”
Ning Qiankun, standing not far away, with his robes billowing, showed a look of satisfaction.
The duel between Ning Fan and Nalan Jiuhuang had reached a critical juncture.
Only to see Ning Fan getting closer and closer to Nalan Jiuhuang.
No matter what tricks Nalan Jiuhuang employed, or how much effort she exerted, she still couldn’t stop Ning Fan’s relentless approach.
“Old witch, you’re the one that’s running out of tricks, aren’t you?”
“Don’t be so arrogant!”
Nalan Jiuhuang’s face was frighteningly aged, evidence that she was exerting her full power to reinforce the True Qi Cyclone, burning more and more of her vitality and paying a high price in doing so.
“Ning Fan, you forced me to this! Time to show you my ultimate move!”
“What?”
Ning Fan’s pupils constricted, utterly unprepared for Nalan Jiuhuang to have a hidden ace up her sleeve at this critical moment.
“If you have any skills, then bring them all out. I’ll take them all on.”
“Oh, really? I’m just afraid you can’t handle it.”
Nalan Jiuhuang intensified the True Qi Cyclone, her face reddening to an abnormal flush. It was unclear what spell she was chanting, but the air around them grew unbearably hot.
As Ning Fan continued to get closer, the sensation became increasingly intense.
What on earth is this technique?
Could it be some sort of evil cultivation?
Ning Fan squinted at Nalan Jiuhuang, only to see Nalan Junhuang’s eyes filled with crazed disdain, lips gently parting, “Wildfire Rampant!”
Wildfire Rampant?
Could this be a high-level move from the Nirvana Phoenix Technique?
It must be.
In previous battles with Nalan Jiuhuang and Nalan Yanfeng, Ning Fan had witnessed the Nirvana Phoenix Technique, mainly used to increase temperature, or, at its strongest, enable ranged fireball attacks using Aerial Mastery.
But now, with Nalan Jiuhuang unleashing another ultimate move, Ning Fan’s pupils tightened, sensing a hint of danger.
After all, he was dangerously close to Nalan Jiuhuang at this moment.
If this old witch truly had some sort of hidden ace move, it would certainly strike in an instant.
Before he could finish his thought, the crowd exclaimed in horror.
“Oh my goodness, why has the True Qi Cyclone turned red?”
“No, no, this isn’t red, it clearly looks like flames.”
“How is that possible? True Qi is True Qi, and fire is fire, they are completely different things.”
“It seems this Nalan Jiuhuang was definitely an evil cultivator before. This kind of technique is completely unlike what any reputable sect would possess.”
“Hard to say, though. Can Mr. Ning withstand it?”
At this moment, not only Ning Fan, but even those observing from a safe distance felt unable to bear the ever-rising temperature that had surpassed human limits.
“Everyone, move back!”
Butler Zhang shouted sternly.
The crowd hurriedly retreated dozens of paces, found cover to block the hot wave, and finally steadied themselves.
Duan Yunfei asked puzzledly, “Old Zhang, what on earth is this move? I’ve never heard of it.”
“Don’t say you haven’t, even in the entire Jianghu, those who’ve seen Nalan Jiuhuang’s Wildfire Rampant are less than five fingers count.” Butler Zhang spoke quietly, a fearful look in his eye.
“What do you mean by this? Tell us more.”
This piqued the crowd’s interest, prompting them to ask with curiosity.