103: News about the tiger-headed dragon!

In the corner of the special care ward, the sharp aura quickly dissipated as Chen Fan finished his training.

After mastering the eighth and ninth levels of Ninefold Thunderblade, Chen Fan put away the secret manual and walked to the window.

Unbeknownst to him, the setting sun was already low in the sky; dusk had arrived.

The orange sunlight spilled from the horizon, dyeing Chen Fan's eyes a complete orange-red.

“The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk!”

Looking at the gradually setting sun, Chen Fan suddenly let out a sigh of emotion.

“Grrrrr!”

Just then, an untimely growl came from under the covers of the hospital bed.

Chen Fan glanced at the somewhat embarrassed Yao Rao but said nothing more.

He then walked to the bedside, pressed the meal delivery bell on the headboard, and decided to order some food first.

Soon, two nutritious meal sets were delivered by the nurse.

His own was six dishes and one soup!

As for Yao Rao, it was a fragrant sea cucumber and scallop porridge that smelled invigorating.

Chen Fan looked at the steaming hot dinner, his appetite piqued.

However, before that, there was a very important thing to do.

After serving Yao Rao and watching her finish eating, Chen Fan began to devour his own meal.

As expected of a Dojo of Limits hospital, even the patient's nutritious meals were so delicious.

Chen Fan ate heartily, while also opening the martial artist forum.

He wanted to see real-time news from martial artists across different regions.

At this moment, the forum was filled with posts about the 'No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins'.

For a time, the great battle at No. 9 Relic was being hotly debated by many martial artists.

Chen Fan, of course, paid no attention to this. He casually browsed for other useful information.

Soon, a headline with large red characters caught Chen Fan's eye—

“In Jiangnan Base City, the ferocious Tiger-Headed Monstrous Flood Dragon is attacking, calling on God of War martial artists from all over China to come and slay it!”

Chen Fan checked the poster; it was a High-level General named Mo Feifan.

He had no doubt about the authenticity of this post.

It had been verified by the forum, so there was absolutely no false information.

“Tiger-Headed Monstrous Flood Dragon, Dong Nanbiao, 2018!”

Chen Fan muttered softly, unconsciously recalling some timelines from the original work.

Combined with his own judgment, Chen Fan could easily deduce most of it.

“But now that this Tiger-Headed Monstrous Flood Dragon has already emerged to wreak havoc, it’s very likely that it has reached a bottleneck and wants to break through to become a King-level Monster!”

“We absolutely cannot let it succeed easily!”

After some deliberation, Chen Fan decided to personally intervene and face this 'historically significant' monster.

There were two main reasons.

First: The No. 9 Relic Battlefield had just concluded, and many God of War martial artists in China were severely injured and in a recuperation phase, with no time to deal with this terrifying monster that was on the verge of evolution.

Second: It was likely that ordinary God of War martial artists would not be a match for this Tiger-Headed Monstrous Flood Dragon at all.

A Lord-level peak monster, without an Invincible God of War and a Planetary Level expert on standby, simply couldn't be defeated.

Rather than that, it would be better for him to take action.

After all, with Chen Fan having learned the last two levels of Ninefold Thunderblade, his combat power had skyrocketed.

Even when facing a King-level Monster, Chen Fan would not flinch in the slightest.

With his strength laid bare, he naturally wouldn't be afraid.

What's more, he was also a Psycher Master, so even if he couldn't defeat the Tiger-Headed Monstrous Flood Dragon, escaping would be no problem.

Following that, three more days passed.

Chen Fan received a full set of protective gear and fifty flying daggers capable of piercing the defenses of a High-level Lord, delivered by Li Pangzi (Fat Li).

Donning these neatly, Chen Fan was instantly revitalized, looking dashing and heroic.

Chen Fan was already tall and slender, and this set of equipment made Yao Rao's eyes light up even more.

Over these four days, Yao Rao's recovery speed exceeded Chen Fan's imagination.

From being bedridden on the first day, she was already able to walk around by the fourth day.

This was the formidable recovery ability of a God of War martial artist.

“Actually, my body was tempered with dragon blood before,

Otherwise, with that High-level Lord Azure Scaled Python, I would have already lost my life!”

Facing Chen Fan, Yao Rao revealed this fact.

Chen Fan nodded; he had actually known it for a long time.

dragon blood and water of life were unattainable things in the eyes of ordinary people,

But in the eyes of peak martial artists like Hong and Thunder God, they were merely medicines used to strengthen the body.

“When will I be able to temper my body with dragon blood?”

Chen Fan muttered to himself.

“When the Head of the Dojo returns, I’ll shamelessly ask for a portion for you!”

Chen Fan: “It’s a deal!”

Yao Rao: “...”

Chen Fan’s sudden change caught Yao Rao off guard.

Despite this, she was very happy that Chen Fan could be so frank,

And not like many male martial artists who, despite clearly coveting her body, still pretended to be gentlemen.

Compared to other men, Yao Rao still preferred Chen Fan's honesty.

“Yao Rao, see you when I have time.”

Listening to Chen Fan's words, Yao Rao's eyes gradually dimmed.

So, it finally came!

She had actually known this day would come for a long time.

But when Chen Fan actually said it, she still felt quite disappointed.

“Mhm, I know!”

Yao Rao answered obediently!

“This time I’m going to Jiangnan Base City mainly to find that Tiger-Headed Monstrous Flood Dragon and slay it, to prevent it from bringing disaster to the people of the Yangtze Base City!”

“You must be careful!”

Chen Fan: “Mhm!”

Under Yao Rao's somewhat reluctant gaze, Chen Fan walked out of the special ward.

At the hospital entrance, Chen Fan looked back at the ward building.

On a balcony on the twenty-third floor, a slender figure in a hospital gown stood gazing.

Chen Fan smiled and waved, then jogged away.

Hongning Base City was vast!

Even though Chen Fan was in a special vehicle from the Dojo of Limits, he still took a long detour.

Finally, Chen Fan was dropped off at the Dojo of Limits headquarters' helipad.

High in the sky, Chen Fan sat in the last row, leaning quietly against the back of his seat.

In front of him were middle-aged men with War General insignia embroidered on their shoulders.

Without exception, these were all War General-level martial artists.

They also carried a pervasive, strong scent of blood.

It seemed they were all martial artists returning from the No. 9 Relic Battlefield.

Chen Fan secretly pondered in his heart, looking at these martial artists with a hint of respect.

This battle, the Dojo of Limits and Thunder Martial Hall, had once again refreshed the world's perception of them.

The The Two Great Martial Arts Schools attacking an ancient relic that was heavily guarded and also had an Emperor-level Monster and many King-level Monsters defending it,

Their audacity was simply unimaginable.

This battle also cemented their positions as the world's first and second martial arts academies.

Chen Fan patted a War General martial artist in the front row and asked:

“Brother, where are you all going?”

The glasses-wearing man glanced at the tattered armband on Chen Fan's shoulder, and his respect instantly deepened.

After all, while they were all War General-level martial artists, a High-level General was far beyond what these Elementary War Generals could compare to.

There were also differences among martial artists.

Especially the ranks, which were very strict...