My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading Chapter 150 The Snake Strikes Again

"This…" Seeing Huang Xue and Qian Xiaoli defeat the fiery monkeys so quickly and effortlessly, the groups watching imdiately abandoned any thoughts of stealing the indigo orb.

"Let's head back. There's no way we can take the orb now. We're better off finding Senior Brother Hou, he's probably the only one here who can handle them," said a man from the Heavenly Sword Sect, standing with three others as they observed the scene.

The others nodded in agreent and quietly retreated.

The situation was no different for the Blue Dragon Sect. "Senior Brother… Should we still attack?" Asked a woman, her voice hesitant.

Her senior brother shot her a sharp look, as though she'd just said sothing ridiculous.

"Attack? Are you out of your mind? I can't beat either of those two! Two low tier 3 demon beasts didn't last half a minute against them, what chance do we have? Retreat, now!"

Just as they were about to leave, a voice rang out, stopping them in their tracks.

"Oh? Leaving so soon, my dear friends from the Blue Dragon Sect?"

The voice drew their attention, and they turned to see Feng Fan standing there, a broad grin spread across his face.

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"Who?!" The senior brother shouted, his eyes narrowing as he locked onto Feng Fan. "Feng Fan!"

His eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the most infamous participant in the Young Generation competition.

When it ca to strength, there was no debate—Hou ngyao from the Heavenly Sword Sect held the title of the strongest. But when it ca to being the most hated, the one people wanted dead the most, there was no one who matched the man standing before him—Feng Fan.

The senior brother's initial shock quickly twisted into a grin. "Oh? You've shown yourself to us alone? You must have a death wish."

The five mbers of the Blue Dragon Sect imdiately summoned their weapons. "The Sect Master will be thrilled when he hears of your death. Who knows? He might even reward us," the senior brother sneered.

Sizing up Feng Fan, the senior brother noted that he was only at the 9th Foundation Establishnt realm. Confidence surged through him—after all, he was a genuine 1st Golden Core Formation cultivator.

On top of that, he had four more Foundation Establishnt cultivators by his side. Surely, this would be an easy victory.

What he didn't realize was that Feng Fan was thinking the exact sa thing.

'Only five people with such weak foundations, and they think they can take down? Keep dreaming,' Feng Fan thought, his grin widening.

Feng Fan made the first move, dashing straight toward the strongest of the group. His fist crackled with intense spiritual qi, radiating power as he closed the distance.

The senior brother smirked at the sight of Feng Fan charging at him. 'What a fool!' he thought, his confidence surging.

"Tsunami's Fury!" The senior brother roared.

Behind him, a massive wave materialized, surging forward with unstoppable force. He lunged to et Feng Fan, his sword tip glowing with a dense concentration of spiritual qi, ready to clash head-on.

The other disciples from the Blue Dragon Sect didn't just stand by. They quickly moved to flank Feng Fan, confident their senior brother would finish him off with a single strike.

In their minds, the only real concern was preventing Feng Fan from escaping. If he managed to call for help from the blue-haired demon ahead, their chances would vanish in an instant.

They knew that if she joined the fight, they'd be completely outmatched!

Contrary to their expectations, reality unfolded in a very different manner. Feng Fan's spiritual qi clashed with the senior brother's, and in an instant, the wave behind the senior brother shattered.

He was sent flying several ters back, slamming into a tree with a loud crack.

The force of the impact snapped the tree in half, and both the senior brother and the broken trunk hit the ground with a thud.

The remaining mbers of the Blue Dragon Sect froze in place, their advance abruptly halted. Their jaws dropped, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

A 9th Foundation Establishnt cultivator had just defeated a 1st Golden Core Formation cultivator with a single punch!

And it wasn't even through the use of a martial technique—just raw spiritual qi and overwhelming physical strength.

"What kind of monster is this?" One of them muttered under his breath.

A brief mont of hesitation passed before soone shouted, "Retreat!"

Their resolve shattered, and any will to fight evaporated in an instant. Panic set in as they turned tail and fled.

They didn't even bother to help their senior brother, who was sprawled helplessly on the ground. Watching this, Feng Fan shook his head in disbelief.

"If I'd known the Blue Dragon Sect was full of cowards, I would've pretended to be weak. At least then, I could've taken out half of them before they decided to run."

So spectators, including the sect master of the Blue Dragon Sect, heard Feng Fan's mocking remark. The sect master's face flushed red with a mix of sha and fury.

'Brat, I'll kill you!' He fud internally.

Feng Fan sprang into action, his hands pressed together, with his middle and index fingers pointing toward his fleeing enemies. Behind him, a massive serpent materialized, its sharp fangs aid at the retreating Blue Dragon Sect disciples.

Snake Entering the Cave!

Feng Fan's speed instantly doubled, his movents as swift and precise as the serpent itself. When the snake strikes, escape is impossible.

Screams of pain and terror erupted, echoing through the area and imdiately grabbing Qian Xiaoli's and Huang Xue's attention.

"What's happening?" Huang Xue asked, her eyebrows knitting together as the cries of agony reached her ears.

Qian Xiaoli, already suspecting the culprit, chuckled softly. "Fan'er must be having so fun. Let's go."

The two moved quickly toward the source of the commotion, only to stumble upon a scene straight out of a nightmare. Four disciples from the Blue Dragon Sect lay sprawled on the ground, their bodies limp and defeated.

Their asses greeted the sun without any protection. They would get an ass sunburn!