952: Chapter 952 Opportunity Cos 952: Chapter 952 Opportunity Cos Gu Fan didn’t mind; he took a deep breath and then opened the courtyard gate, mustering his energy to rush out, just in ti to see a bandit standing outside.
“Alright, it’s your turn!” Gu Fan charged directly ahead and punched the bandit off his horse, then continued beating him with punches and kicks while cursing, “I told you to stop robbing houses, I told you to change your ways, I told you…”
After a while, other bandits finally arrived and saw Gu Fan assaulting their companion, imdiately rushing over.
Gu Fan was not afraid at all; he aid at the first few bandits to charge over and fought fiercely with punches and kicks, quickly leaving ordinary bandits with swollen faces and bloody noses.
“My god, I’ve actually beco this formidable.” Gu Fan was thrilled; this battle proved that his recent training hadn’t been in vain.
Now he felt even more skilled than Su Hui; she would no longer be able to bully him with her martial strength.
Gu Fan felt like he had truly turned his fate around.
But more bandits were coming, and they began to focus all their attention on Gu Fan.
Having achieved his goal, he didn’t wish to continue fighting and quickly made his escape.
“Catch that damn kid for .” Over thirty bandits chased after him.
They no longer cared about who lived in the nearby houses—they just wanted to capture this person who dared to oppose them.
Seeing Gu Fan successfully drawing the bandits away, Mo Yun admitted her admiration, unable to resist saying, “I didn’t expect this kid to actually do it; I thought he was just talking big.”
Lord Xiong stroked his beard and smiled slightly, “I knew this lad was brave and resourceful, and indeed he didn’t disappoint .” After speaking, Lord Xiong turned to look at Xue Wang with a curious tone, “What about it, are you really going to stand by and watch him die?”
Xue Wang was indifferent, “Save him?
To sacrifice oneself for the Xue Clan is the highest honor.”
“Well spoken, then let the kid go and be sacrificed,” Lord Xiong said uncaringly.
Mo Yun beca anxious, “Sirs, Gu Fan and I have been following you after all, earnestly doing your bidding.
Please, show us so consideration for old tis’ sake and don’t give up on Gu Fan so quickly.”
Xue Wang frowned, “If we save the kid, we’ll inevitably have to fight the bandits, which will draw the attention of the residents here and all the bandits.
Wouldn’t that expose our whereabouts?”
Mo Yun suggested, “As long as we act quickly and wear masks to conceal our identities, it’ll be fine.”
“Masks?
Where are we going to get so many masks?” Xue Wang still seed reluctant to rescue, which made Mo Yun anxious.
Suddenly, Mo Yun rembered a mask in Gu Fan’s luggage, and quickly found it and handed it to Xue Wang.
Xue Wang took the mask, appearing to do so with great reluctance, “Alright, since he works for us, we can’t just abandon him.” After speaking, Xue Wang put on the mask, while Lord Xiong appeared not to need one.
Seeing that both n were willing to help, Mo Yun was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, but she also worried silently for Gu Fan, hoping he could hold on.
At that mont, Gu Fan was already running out of breath, with five bandits still relentlessly pursuing him.
Gu Fan thought that running like this was too exhausting and that he wouldn’t have the energy to confront the bandits later, so he decided to turn back and put up a fight.
Thus, Gu Fan turned around, fird his determination to fight, and charged at the bandits, swinging his fists powerfully and sending a bandit flying with the first strike.
These bandits, fierce and terrifying as they might seem, were only good at bullying ordinary people.
Against a true expert, they were nothing but punching bags.
In just a few exchanges, Gu Fan had beaten five or six bandits miserably, breaking their limbs and leaving them unable to get up from the ground.
“Alright, that’s a wrap,” Gu Fan rubbed his hands together, then took a deep breath, ready to leave.
He had no idea if his performance tonight had been satisfactory to Xue Wang.
Just as Gu Fan was about to leave, a cold voice called out to him, “Hold on, you’ve injured so many of my subordinates, and you think you can just walk away?
That’s too simple.”
“What, more people?” Gu Fan had barely turned around when he saw a streak of cold light slashing towards him, and he was instantly filled with extre horror.
Although Gu Fan had cultivated the Vajra Body Protection, barely managing to be impervious to sword and spear, he was still sent flying by that streak of cold light, and he sustained internal injuries.
Gu Fan coughed up blood.
“My God, it’s a master, seems like my luck isn’t that good,” Gu Fan endured the pain as he stood up, clutching the wounded area, staring intently at his opponent.
From the darkness, a person wearing a hood stepped forward, his eyes malevolent, his face scarred with a knife wound, repugnant to behold.
He held a knife in one hand, taking asured steps towards Gu Fan.
Knowing he couldn’t escape, Gu Fan simply concentrated all his power, ready to fight to the death.
He still believed that the Destiny Stone wouldn’t let him fall here, definitely not.
“Co on, I’ll stake it all with you,” Gu Fan bravely charged forward, only to see another flash of cold light, too fast to see how the other party had struck.
Another heavy blow sent Gu Fan flying, landing hard on the ground, the pain unbearable.
The hooded swordsman was surprised, “Kid, what martial arts do you practice?
You took two of my slashes and not a drop of blood has been spilled.”
“Thanks for the complint, but it really hurts,” Gu Fan endured the agony, using his hand to prop up his body with difficulty, but even so, he could hardly fight, let alone be a match for his opponent.
It was only then that Gu Fan realized just how strong the masters of the Martial Arts world were and the vast disparity in strength that existed.
“Okay, your Qi is weakening, let’s see if you can block my third knife,” said the hooded swordsman, slashing his third knife towards Gu Fan’s neck in the blink of an eye.
“Can’t be serious!” Gu Fan knew his power had greatly diminished and he was in no state to block the knife.
Just as Gu Fan’s life hung in the balance, suddenly a hand firmly grasped the blade, the powerful arm stopping the knife from touching his neck, leaving the skin unhard.
“Who is this?” The hooded swordsman looked at the person who had suddenly appeared and grabbed the blade, also feeling the strength in the other’s grasp.
Despite the hooded swordsman’s desperation, his knife was firmly caught by the mysterious figure wearing a mask, and the swordsman could sense disdain from the pair of exposed eyes.
“Hold on, your eyes.” The hooded swordsman noticed the other’s blue eyes and imdiately thought of Westerners.
Surprisingly, even with a mask, it was not safe.
Xue Wang exerted force with one hand, directly crushing the knife, utterly displaying his terrifying strength.
The hooded swordsman was horrified, as he quickly retreated, then asked, “Are you a Westerner, are you a vampire?”
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