C598 A Backhand Is a Kick
C598 A Backhand Is a Kick
Ye Xiaofan thought it was a magical equipment as he bought five Fifth-rank Magical Instrument on the third floor of the Harvest Merchant Union. To be able to provide him with 2000 experience, who knew that he would only be able to provide 1,200?
He had to eat five of them to provide 6,000 experience points. Otherwise, why would Ye Xiaofan come to participate in such a small duel? Jian Nanxuan had long since asked him to bring him to find a sixth-ranked magic tool.
"..."
The servant of the City Lord's Mansion announced the start of the Grand Battle Assembly. He led the crowd on a Teleportation Formation to the outskirts of the White Water Mountain Range that was a thousand miles away.
Entering the mountain range, they could smell a vicious roar that made their scalp tingle, bird Demonic Beast s would flash past from time to time above their heads.
After Ye Xiaofan heard the words of the people around him, he had a general understanding of the Confusion Arena.
The Gathering of the Arena had an integral list. Killing a Stage Four Demonic Beast would give 100 points, while killing a Stage Five would give 1000, stage six gave 10,000, or stage seven gave 100,000 points.
The higher the score, the higher the ranking.
"Amongst this group of people, the highest one is only at half-step Incarnation Stage. It wouldn't be too much of a problem for the old man to kill a seventh stage Demonic Beast."
Ye Xiaofan glanced at the surrounding people and muttered with a confident expression on his face.
A seventh stage Demonic Beast with one hundred thousand points, could directly suppress others ten times over.
"Tsk, little brat, do you know what a Stage Seven Demonic Beast is?"
"Even the mayor wouldn't dare to claim that he can deal with a stage seven Demonic Beast. The old man you're talking about, you can drag him down with you."
A young man beside Ye Xiaofan said in a loud voice. He despised Ye Xiaofan very much when he heard his mutterings.
"F * ck off."
Ye Xiaofan said indifferently without looking at the young man.
"Oh? You're telling me to scram? Brat, who the f * ck gave you that courage?"
The young man immediately laughed in anger. As he spoke, he glared fiercely at Ye Xiaofan and reached out to grab Ye Xiaofan's collar.
A mere little brat actually dared to yell at him. Who was it that gave this little kid courage?
If he didn't sh * t this brat out today, he wouldn't be finished.
"Crack!"
"Bam!"
Ye Xiaofan attacked as fast as lightning. His delicate hands grabbed onto the young man's arm and used a little strength to break the young man's bones. He then pulled the young man's body to the ground and stepped on the back of the young man's head.
The whole process was completed in less than half a breath.
The young man did not react at all as his head was deeply imprinted into the ground.
"Little brat, you actually dare to hit him, you're courting death!"
When the young man's companions saw this, they were enraged. They rolled up their sleeves and surrounded him.
"Isn't this Wang Sanli of the Loose Practitioners? How dare he lay a hand on a little kid?
"The three of them are all top ranked experts in Mercenary Legion, and all of them have the strength of a fourth level Immortality. That brat is dead for sure."
"That brat truly has the guts of a leopard. If he provokes those three, he will certainly be beaten into a cripple later."
Just when everyone thought Ye Xiaofan would be crippled by the three men, the next scene shocked everyone.
"Crackle, crackle."
Ye Xiaofan activated his Lightning Spirit Physique. His small and exquisite body was surrounded by lightning that was full of destructive aura. The lightning on his body was like snakes as it struck towards the three people.
"Ah!
"Plop …"
The three of them screamed out in pain as their bodies were charred black by the lightning. They fell heavily to the ground and stopped breathing.