Chapter 5: Crisis

As soon as Lu Fan walked out of Secret Spirit Street, just as he was about to raise his True Qi to rush back, he suddenly discovered something. His face turned cold, and he roared violently.

"Who is it? Sneaky, if you don't come out, don't blame me for being impolite."

As soon as his voice fell, a figure suddenly drilled out from behind a craggy boulder, head held high, full of momentum. Who else could it be but Liu Yang?

"Hmph! Lu Fan, you kid have grown some skills. I haven't seen you for a few days, and I didn't expect you to break through to the mid-stage of the Gathering Essence Realm. If Kang hadn't come back crying, I would still have been kept in the dark!"

Liu Yang's eyes were full of gloom. He had also misjudged this Lu Fan in the past. This kid was hiding his true strength, not making a sound, and had actually reached the mid-stage of the Gathering Essence Realm.

I'm afraid he has big plans. No wonder Wang Wu is so arrogant, yet she is entangled with this kid. So that's it.

"Big Brother, it's this kid. Yesterday I clearly beat him half to death, and now he's jumping around, incredibly strange!"

Kang Jun walked out, supported by others, wrapped in bandages, only one eye like a poisonous snake remaining, full of resentment.

"Hmph! Waste, can't even handle a small thing, really losing my face!"

Liu Yang's words were to Kang Jun, but his body had already leaped up and pounced toward Lu Fan.

"Lu Fan, I spared your life yesterday, and you actually dared to hit my people. Very well, today I will strike personally and let you die without a burial place within three moves."

Before this voice fell, Liu Yang had already reached Lu Fan, smashing out a punch.

Momentum gathered, the peak cultivation of the Gathering Essence Realm had erupted, and he didn't hold back at all.

"Hmph! Want to kill me in three moves? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue!"

Lu Fan had what kind of vision? He was prepared. Originally, with his cultivation, avoiding the sharp edge was the right way.

But he didn't retreat at all, instead running the Blazing Flame Skill, Blazing Fire True Qi filling his arms, resisting head-on.

He, Lu Fan, was a peak Martial Dao expert and World Lord in his past life. Even if his cultivation was one small realm lower than the other, his combat experience was enough to make up for it.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, strength surging, Lu Fan didn't dodge or evade.

The head-on strike was also beyond Liu Yang's expectations. He immediately mobilized his peak Gathering Essence Realm True Qi, erupting with a crash.

It looked like just one punch, but in reality, it was already his peak strength.

"Not good! I was careless. This body is too frail. Cultivating for one day seemed to break through to the mid-stage of the Gathering Essence Realm, but in reality, the foundation is shallow. I'm afraid it's just barely Gathering Essence Realm."

"Compared to this Liu Yang's peak Gathering Essence Realm cultivation, saying it's a big realm difference is not an exaggeration!"

Lu Fan's face changed. This Liu Yang looked arrogant, but in reality, he didn't have the slightest intention of underestimating the enemy, striking with all his might.

He couldn't resist at all, and after one strike, he immediately retreated violently.

If it weren't for the rich combat experience of his past life, unloading the other party's strength in time, I'm afraid he would have been seriously injured and fallen to the ground by now.

Lu Fan realized, but at this time, it was too late to regret. The other party was coming aggressively, and if he couldn't handle it, he would really die.

"Hmph! Liu Yang, three moves have passed. You and Kang Jun are both wishful thinking!"

He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, but instead of retreating, he advanced, rising to counterattack.

The situation was unfavorable, isolated and helpless, fear would have no effect. Only by meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins, only with the power of martial courage can one narrow the gap and win a glimmer of life.

"Looking for death! I'll fulfill you!" Liu Yang was slightly stunned, then his face turned vicious. "Roar! Mad Lion Fist!"

He roared to the sky, his whole body shook, and the peak Gathering Essence Realm True Qi erupted, drilling out of his body and turning into a majestic lion phantom.

"Bang, bang..."

A series of bombardment sounds rang out, making the ears of the people around ache and their hearts tremble. Especially Kang Jun, who was already seriously injured, was directly shocked into a faint.

After a few strikes, Lu Fan was covered in blood.

The other party's Mad Lion Fist was originally a top-notch Yellow grade attack martial skill, and his cultivation accumulation was also a big realm ahead of him. It shook his whole body's meridians to pieces, blood soaking him, turning him into a blood man.

"Hoo, hoo..." He was already panting, blown away by the other party's punch, one hand covering his chest, the other supporting the ground, his eyes filled with ferocity.

"Hmph! Overestimating yourself, waste is waste. Just you dare to move your hands against me!"

Liu Yang looked proud, a flash of viciousness in his eyes.

As soon as his voice fell, his body flashed, and he pounced toward Lu Fan again. At this moment, he didn't have the slightest carelessness, using all his strength to kill with one strike.

"Haha, I, Lu Fan, actually fell into this situation." With a thought, in his dantian, True Qi poured backward, turning into a True Qi dragon, running through his whole body.

His whole body's momentum suddenly soared tenfold. Not to mention a peak Gathering Essence Realm Martial Warrior, even a long-famous Tendon Refining Realm Martial Master would not be able to escape.

"Stop!"

A clear and loud shout rang out. Ye Fei only felt a flash of light in front of him, and a graceful figure appeared in front of him.

This figure was in a blue dress, hairpins and jewelry, standing proudly.

Regardless of the surging energy around, the wind like a knife, she didn't retreat a single step, standing tall in front of Ye Fei. It was Wang Wu.

"It's you!" Liu Yang saw Wang Wu's face clearly, was slightly stunned, then flew into a rage, his movements not stopping at all.

"Lu Fan, you're dead. No one can save you today!"

Fists dancing, lion roaring like thunder, Wang Wu's appearance not only didn't disturb Long Junyang at all, but instead strengthened his belief. Ye Fei Lu Fan must die today!

Across Wang Wu's figure, Lu Fan had already seen the extreme resentment in Liu Yang's eyes.

This emotion was a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than just now. It seemed that the current situation was the root of everything.

Wang Wu's delicate brows knitted slightly, but she didn't say a word, cold as ice.

Her slender hand flipped, a long sword appeared, and she suddenly swung it. The surging energy flying around suddenly stopped, condensing into wind blades, and then surged out in the direction of the sword swing.

"Spirit Tool?" Liu Yang, who was like a killing god a moment ago, wanting to take Lu Fan's life, changed his face greatly.

Wang Wu was a talented girl at Tianyuan Academy, her cultivation had long reached the Tendon Refining Realm, one realm higher than him.

Now that she had taken out a Spirit Tool, he was empty-handed, how dare he clash with her.

With a thought, he suddenly threw a few punches, and with the help of the fist energy, his body flashed, actually wanting to bypass Wang Wu.

"Looking for death! Liu Yang, you have such guts, even your president wouldn't dare to move his hands against me!"

Wang Wu was angry, a hint of anger suddenly appearing on her cold face. In the entire Tianyuan Academy, no student dared to defy her.

Once the anger rose, her whole momentum changed, and the air around suddenly became cold, like an ancient ice cave.

The sword Qi surged from the Spirit Sword also condensed, cold to the extreme.

Lu Fan was slightly stunned, a bit surprised. This Wang Wu was even more powerful than he had imagined.

Mid-stage of the Tendon Refining Realm, about the same age as "Lu Fan," and it seemed she had been in the academy for a year less. It was truly rare.

Once Wang Wu's momentum rose, Liu Yang was even less of a match.

After two or three moves, he was covered in dust, his clothes torn to shreds by the sword Qi, looking exactly like a beggar. This was still Wang Wu showing restraint.

"Bang!" Wang Wu slapped her palm in the air, shaking Liu Yang back, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. Clearly, he had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Wang Wu, you're powerful, I, Liu Yang, am not as good as you!" Liu Yang looked humiliated, his eyes full of resentment.

However, he didn't dare to do anything to Wang Wu, but remembered everything on Lu Fan.

"Lu Fan, you really have some skills, hiding behind a woman. You really are worthy of being the number one waste of Tianyuan Academy."

Liu Yang sneered. Lu Fan was right in front of him, and in just two or three breaths, he could kill him. He never expected Wang Wu to drill out, and he was helpless.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes, his gaze cold. In his heart, he had already sentenced the other party to death.

"Hmph! Liu Yang, you also have some skills, bullying the weak, despicable and cunning. Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Wang Wu's cold face had no expression, her blue dress fluttering, the sword Qi had dissipated, but the momentum didn't stop, her bearing peerless.

At this moment, Liu Yang could only grit his teeth, greet his followers, and leave in a sorry state.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to stare at Lu Fan. The hatred and viciousness in his eyes were extremely obvious. ===== CHAPTER 6 =====