Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1198 - 1196: Too Slow—Train Properly in Your Next Life

This kid is dead for sure!

The followers all turned to look at Lin Fan.

Although they also wished for Lin Fan to defeat Tian Ming and others, restoring their freedom.

But ideals are always full, while reality is often disappointing.

This kid named Lin Fan is merely a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, with no chance of defeating a Ninth Layer Dao Venerate, let alone four of them!

He might not even touch their fur and would meet a horrible end.

Previously, it was just luck taking Tian Lu by surprise, allowing him to sever a hand.

But this would only invite even more ferocious retaliation.

The outcome for this kid might be worse, possibly bloody beyond belief.

Looking at the rage of Tian Ci, Tian Cheng, and Tian Ming.

Being torn into pieces would probably be a light penalty.

The followers couldn't help but sigh inwardly, feeling pity for the vibrant Lin Fan. So young yet so impulsive and reckless, throwing away his life for nothing.

Everyone wore a cold expression, holding their breath, silently watching Lin Fan.

In their hearts, they all lamented.

This is probably the last moment for this kid.

However.

The crowd was surprised to find.

Lin Fan was extraordinarily composed, his eyes slightly cold with a murderous look, neither evading nor retreating; he stood unwaveringly, fully accepting Tian Ming's fury.

"Is this kid crazy? How can he remain so calm!"

"Does he really think he can defeat four Dao Venerates? Too naive."

"Kid, just run, you're no match for them."

"Why throw your life away for nothing."

"Even though you're saving us and we are grateful, there's no need to be so overconfident."

The followers all tried to dissuade Lin Fan.

However.

Lin Fan turned a deaf ear, these words did not reach him at all.

Why bother with the words of a group of ants.

Besides.

He wasn't here to save these followers, just wanted to know the situation of Mo Ningxiang on the mountaintop and incidentally do a good deed.

If these ants don't appreciate it, let it be, but to resort to mockery.

However, Lin Fan had no time to deal with these flies now, with Mo Ningxiang still up the mountain, who knows what happened, he had to hurry up.

He furrowed his brows, eyes flashing fiercely.

"Are you from the Heavenly Clan?"

His tone was filled with contempt and disdain, his lips slightly curling, he spoke in a low, rough voice.

Tian Ming's face turned green and white.

Back in the Heavenly Clan, it was heard that the East Gate young master was seriously injured, not only related to Mo Ningxiang but also to a young man named Lin Fan.

No one else in the Sumeru Continent would dare to lay hands on the East Gate's young master Dongmen Nu!

Hence.

When he knew the person standing before him was Lin Fan.

He instantly panicked, utterly terrified.

Compared to Dongmen Nu, he was miles apart. Lin Fan dared to attack Dongmen Nu, and surely he wouldn't spare him.

He swallowed hard, fearfully turning back to glance at the dismembered Tian Lu, then at the equally panicked Tian Cheng and Tian Ci.

"So... so what if we are!"

Suddenly.

Tian Ming swiftly turned around, eyes bulging, his face convulsing as he glared at Lin Fan. Yet, fear could still be seen flickering in his pupils.

He was so nervous that he could barely breathe, gasping heavily.

"Then let me ask you, Mo Ningxiang is on the mountain, right?" Lin Fan seemed indifferent as he spoke.

"Hmm?"

Tian Ming didn't expect such an attitude from Lin Fan and was momentarily stunned, speechless.

"So what if yes she's on the mountain?! Do you think you can go up!? You'll lose your life here today, you'll go nowhere!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Lin Fan casually glanced at Tian Ming's face, overwhelming murderous intent surged forth, his gaze sinking, filled with sharpness and coldness.

"Is that so? Just with you three and a half?"

Arrogant!

Unprecedentedly arrogant!

Completely disregarding Tian Ming, Tian Ci, and Tian Cheng!

"Three and a half?"

"That guy whose hand I severed still has some use, at best counts as half in my books. But I just casually mentioned it, don't take it seriously."

"Humph! Lin Fan, you're too arrogant, soon you'll know how painful death can be!"

"It seems you misunderstood me, when I said don't take it seriously, I meant the four of you combined are not even worth an ant to me." Lin Fan spoke calmly, without the slightest fluctuation. These four Ninth Layer Dao Venerates are just like ants after all.

"I see you're tired of living!"

Before Tian Ming could make a move, Tian Ci could no longer hold back.

Brandishing his long sword, he released a dragon's roar that broke the dawn, like a Giant Dragon erupting from the black fog, roaring as it stabbed towards Lin Fan.

The sword glare was dazzling, the sword edge pierced the air.

Fierce momentum swept forth.

Everything looked incredibly terrifying.

Indeed.

It looked like it!

Because in Lin Fan's eyes, it was of no concern, just a superficial show.

The sword was too slow, he even doubted if this person picked up their swordsmanship halfway, completely devoid of the demeanor of a Ninth Layer Dao Venerate.

Even worse than a Saint Emperor.

Garbage.

Truly garbage!

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't even bother fighting such people, it's a complete waste of time and life.

But to get up the mountain sooner, he had no choice but to act.

"You're too weak, not worthy to be my opponent."

Lin Fan lazily said as his body suddenly disappeared.

At the same time.

Tian Ci charged forth, his long sword surging with aura, piercing out.

However.

It stabbed at nothing.

Lin Fan's figure disappeared right before his eyes, catching everyone off guard.

Wow!

The followers were in an uproar!

They stared intently at the scene unfolding before them, greatly astonished, completely dumbfounded.

Before anyone could react.

A calm and leisurely voice came, composed and unhurried.

"Your sword is too slow, I'll give you another chance."

Tian Ci broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly turning his head. He saw Lin Fan with his hands behind his back, yawning, giving him a disdainful glance. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Damn it!"

Tian Ci cursed in anger, twisting his wrist, swinging his long sword, shadows layered, blocking out the sky.

"Sigh—"

Before Tian Ci could take a step, Lin Fan sighed helplessly.

"Still too slow, try better in your next life."

With that said.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils shrinking rapidly, a sinister fierceness passing through his eyes.

"Die!"

A sudden roar erupted, and he threw his right fist, his body suddenly advancing.

A fraction of a breath!

Lin Fan appeared in front of Tian Ci, without any sign, catching him completely off guard.

Tian Ci was focused on swinging his sword, thinking of how to breach Lin Fan's defense, never expecting he wouldn't have that chance again.

Bang!

A thunderous bang resounded.

Everyone turned towards the sound, seeing Lin Fan's right fist had punched through Tian Ci's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The whole body then began to explode, blood and flesh flying.

Tian Ci's eyes widened, just about to open his mouth, yet not having the chance to utter a sound.

Poof!

A spurt of blood gushed out.

Boom!

Immediately another deafening explosion occurred.

Tian Ci's whole body turned into a blood mist, vanished completely, falling into the yellow sands, with no trace to be found.

Tian Cheng, Tian Ming, and Tian Lu immediately gasped, eyes widened, radiating fear, panic, confusion, and terror.

Hearts thumped hard, bodies shrank, all color drained from their faces.

Not just them.

All the followers were also scared out of their wits, completely not expecting such an outcome.

For a moment.

All eyes were on Lin Fan.