89: Flying Blade Defeats Black Tower

Jiang Fan no longer underestimated his opponent; instead, he fully utilized his speed advantage to continuously dodge.

“Kid, hopping around like a flea won’t win you anything!”

Black Tower was furious.

Seeing this, the audience below the stage began to boo.

“Gung Yue has chickened out, all he knows is how to dodge!”

“With his fighting style, it’s over for him if Black Tower catches him even once.”

“He almost lost half his life when he attacked, so why would he dare to try again easily?”

“After all, it’s a matter of life and death; he’ll survive for as long as he can!”

… …

At this moment, Jiang Fan noticed that Black Tower had one less head on his waist.

Jiang Fan’s eyes lit up; so he had transferred the damage to the head on his waist.

The next moment, Black Tower saw Jiang Fan swing his fist again, and a faint thunderous roar echoed in the air.

His heart was filled with joy.

This time, after transferring the damage, he would grab this kid and tear him apart!

Black Tower didn't hesitate in the slightest; damage transfer was activated again.

“Bang!”

Another head on his waist burst apart.

Black Tower vaguely felt that something was wrong; the force of this punch was very small, only having momentum but not much power.

Immediately, his expression changed drastically:

“Good kid, you dared to trick me!”

Black Tower finally realized something was amiss.

Jiang Fan had only used two or three tenths of his strength in that punch.

Yet, Black Tower had used up another head.

He looked at the four remaining heads on his waist and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Jiang Fan laughed:

“It seems you value the heads on your waist quite a lot!

The purpose of that thing isn't just to put on a show, is it?”

Black Tower was furious:

“Kid, it seems you’re quite smart. But I still have four heads, enough to deal with a flea like you!”

Soon, the two sides clashed again.

This time, Black Tower was no longer easily fooled; Jiang Fan’s repeated attempts to trick him with skills were unsuccessful.

“Kid, still trying to trick me? Not so easy. Are you going to obediently accept death, or struggle for a bit longer?”

Black Tower was extremely smug; in this round of engagement, he hadn't consumed a single head, and his opponent’s trickery had been completely exposed.

At this moment, Jiang Fan spoke:

“We won’t be able to determine a winner like this, so how about we decide life and death with one move?”

Black Tower chuckled:

“Kid, you’re smart to realize it. Struggling is useless. If I’m in a good mood, I’ll let your head hang on my waist!”

Jiang Fan took a deep breath, and Ben Lei Fist was activated again.

This time, thunder rumbled in the sky, creating an astonishing momentum that made people’s expressions change.

“Boom!”

As the punch was thrown, the friction with the air produced an ear-piercing sonic boom.

“Good kid, just in time!”

Black Tower roared, reaching out with a claw towards the fist.

The host excitedly shouted:

“After multiple probes, Gung Yue has once again unleashed Ben Lei Fist.

It seems he doesn’t plan to continue this Consumption.

With all due respect, Gung Yue’s offensive methods are too limited. Is this truly meaningful this time?

Will this punch be the last punch of his life? Let’s wait and see!”

The live audience also shouted excitedly.

“Gung Yue, rather than lingering, bloom brilliantly!”

“Dodging around is not what a true man does. As expected, well done! I’m waiting to collect my winnings!”

“After this strike, all the money I lost on Gung Yue last time will be earned back!”

“Your death is not meaningless! Your death will fulfill our beautiful lives!”

… …

The audience below the stage was extremely cold-blooded.

They didn’t care about the life or death of the people on the stage.

All they cared about was whether the person they bet on would win!

“Boom!”

The two sides clashed again.

A cruel smile hung on Black Tower’s lips:

“Kid, why didn’t you do this earlier? You wasted my time!”

The next instant, a look of horror suddenly appeared on Black Tower’s face.

Damage transfer ineffective!

Before he could understand why, a monstrous force surged from his palm,

500,000 combat power instantly shattered his wrist like a torrent,

And that wasn't all; the immense combat power, like a surging flood, then sent his body flying.

Black Tower, dragging his mangled body, was filled with horror:

“This… this is impossible! Why did my damage transfer fail?!”

He looked down at his waist,

Only to find that all the heads on his waist were gone.

Scanning his gaze around, Black Tower discovered that the heads had all burst into pieces on the ground.

At this moment, what no one noticed was that,

As Jiang Fan’s fingers moved slightly, a black Flying Blade was retracted into his sleeve.

The scene was silent!

The changes on the arena were beyond everyone’s expectations!

The same move, why were the two outcomes completely opposite?!

Everyone couldn’t understand for a moment!

Immediately, everyone’s confusion was replaced by anger.

“Damn it! I lost again!”

“I really want to slap myself twice.

I had clearly bet on Gung Yue, but then I foolishly changed it to Black Tower!”

“This Gung Yue must be cursed!”

… …

The host was confused by the changes on the stage.

“Did I… did I see that correctly?

The same punch, why is the difference between before and after so great?

Could it be that Gung Yue had been hiding his strength before? … …”

Inside the private box, Fei Chao smashed the wine bottle in his hand to pieces:

“Damn it, how could this Black Tower mess up?!

A figure from the rankings actually lost to Jiang Fan!

My hard-earned 50 million is gone!”

Fei Chao was undeniably cautious.

He hadn’t bet on the first match, and only went all-in on Black Tower after seeing him enter the arena for this match.

Unexpectedly, he still underestimated Jiang Fan’s strength.

… …

Inside Qingquan Manor.

Zhang Qingquan watched as Jiang Fan smashed Black Tower with one punch after another.

His expression couldn't help but turn cold.

“Brother Chen, is this Jiang Fan really an Intermediate Elite Martial Artist? Even the ranked contestants are no match for him?”

Chen Butler respectfully said from beside him:

“If I’m not mistaken, that kid just used a Flying Blade to destroy all the heads on Black Tower’s waist. That’s what led to Black Tower’s defeat.”

“Brother Chen, are you saying he used a Psionicist’s method?”

Chen Butler nodded:

“Yes, I think this might be his last trump card. Now that it’s exposed early, he’ll be easier to deal with in the next match!”

Zhang Qingquan’s expression softened slightly upon hearing this.

There’s only one more match left!

If he loses this one too, he might have no choice but to act forcefully!

However, that risk was simply too great.

After all, Grandmaster Qiu was still in Cloud Edge,

If he angered that old man, the Zhang family might face utter destruction!

No!

The last match cannot be lost!

He couldn’t pin his hopes on the person found by the Sea God Club; he still had to find someone himself.

So, he frowned and said worriedly:

“Who else can I find to fight this last match?”

At this moment, Chen Butler, who was brewing tea beside him, slowly spoke:

“Master, let me go this time. Among the Intermediate Elite Martial Artist Realm, there are probably few who are a match for Jiang Fan.”

Zhang Qingquan waved his hand:

“Brother Chen, you are, after all, an Advanced Elite Martial Warrior. Your Realm is too high, the club won’t agree to you going up.”

Chen Butler smiled, the wrinkles on his face becoming more pronounced:

“Master, I have a way to suppress my Realm. I’ve been with Master for so long, it’s time for these old bones of mine to get some exercise!”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingquan looked grateful. He patted Chen Butler’s shoulder without speaking.