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Kong Ying felt increasingly alarmed as he realized that this young man could continuously withstand his attacks, only sustaining minor injuries. The killing intent in his eyes grew stronger; this boy displayed a talent that was truly monstrous. He must be a prodigy from some family in Yongyang County. If he didn’t kill him today, the Mighty Tiger Group would surely face annihilation in the future.
His python robe fluttered slightly as he summoned his true energy to its peak. With a cold shout that echoed through the mountains, he unleashed the Mighty Tiger Fist. A shadow of a tiger emerged, baring its fangs and roaring towards the sky, shaking the entire forest as it charged forward.
Yun Fan felt his heart racing as this ferocious attack bore down on him, sensing that it could obliterate him completely. He quickly gathered his spiritual energy from his Dantian, gripping his sword tightly as it erupted with brilliant light, executing the Falling Feather Sword Technique to its fullest extent. Several sword shadows sliced toward the tiger-shaped fist.
With a thunderous explosion, trees around them splintered and fell, clouds of dust swirling into the air. Yun Fan was sent flying by the force of the attack, and before he even hit the ground, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He crashed heavily onto the ground, pain etched across his face as he felt his internal organs had sustained severe damage.
However, at that moment, the Dantian's Mystic Pendant emitted a green gas that slowly began to heal his injured organs, alleviating some of his suffering. Gritting his teeth against the pain, Yun Fan gradually got back on his feet. Looking at the swirling dust before him, he realized that he was no match for this opponent; one more powerful attack would surely cost him his life.
Without hesitation, he took off running deeper into Thundercloud Valley. Kong Ying watched in surprise as Yun Fan, who had just been lying on the ground bleeding, suddenly sprang up and began to flee into the distance. He had expected this boy to be incapacitated by his attack—if not dead, then severely injured and unable to move.
Yet within moments, Yun Fan was sprinting away. The killing intent in Kong Ying's eyes intensified; this boy had withstood his attacks multiple times and it felt like a provocation. True energy erupted from him as his robe billowed slightly; he moved like a specter in pursuit of Yun Fan.
Yun Fan ran for his life without daring to look back. He could feel an overwhelming pressure closing in on him, growing ever closer. Without a second thought, he continued to flee from Kong Ying's relentless pursuit.
The two figures were locked in a relentless chase, the distance between them shrinking with every passing moment. Kong Ying watched as Yun Fan moved beyond his attack range, a mocking glint flickering in his eyes.
"Kid, there's no way you can escape. Just stop and accept your fate," he taunted.
In an instant, Dantian's True Essence surged within him, his hand forming a fist as he launched a powerful strike forward.
Yun Fan, still sprinting, suddenly felt a chilling sensation creeping up his back as Dantian's spiritual energy surged behind him. With determination, he unleashed the brilliance of his sword, aiming it at the approaching force.
A deafening explosion echoed through the air.
Yun Fan was thrown backward by the impact, crashing to the ground with a sickening crunch as his ribs shattered. He was propelled several dozen meters away before landing heavily on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ignoring the pain coursing through his body, one thought consumed him: he had to survive. With urgency, he scrambled to his feet and began to run forward once more.
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