The appearance of Yan Menghan and Yan Mengxi sent the crowd into a frenzy. Although only two people arrived with no followers, their presence alone created an electric atmosphere.
Yan Menghan held a treasured sword, with his sister Yan Mengxi by his side. They walked with an air of indifference, directly approaching Jian Wushuang.
"Jian Wushuang! I'm too lazy to ask why. Let's begin!" Yan Menghan said coldly.
"Good! Yan Menghan, there's no 'why.' I simply want to crush you under my heel. Hmph! Before we fight, let's agree on the rules. The rule is: there are no rules, life or death," Jian Wushuang snorted.
"Hmph! No one dictates rules to Yan Menghan. My mood is the rule. Let's start!" Yan Menghan snorted, then swiftly drew his sword. *Swish...* Immediately, the sword unleashed a cold glint.
The elder behind Jian Wushuang's eyes lit up. He stared intently at the sword. This sword was definitely no ordinary item. Hmph! He had to get his hands on it!
"Arrogant! I'll let you know that from the next moment, you are no longer the number one young master of the capital!" Jian Wushuang's lips twisted into a grimace. This brat could act cool even better than him. Hmph! Then he'd show him what he was made of!
*Swish...* Jian Wushuang also drew his sword.
The scene instantly became solemn, and everyone retreated, clearing a space in the center. Several cameras were already focused on the two. Their earlier boastful words had already caused a flurry of popular short videos with flying comments.
*Clang clang clang...* The swords met, and the two began to fight, their figures darting back and forth in the cleared space. Jian Wushuang's followers immediately turned into cheerleaders. They couldn't understand the fight itself, but they could shout and cheer.
However, the elder beside them frowned slightly. After more than ten exchanges, he could tell that Jian Wushuang was at a disadvantage. This idiot was truly useless!
*Bang bang bang...* Yan Menghan's swordsmanship was indeed well-executed. Every move was steady and precise, and he quickly gained control of the situation.
"Hmph! Kid, you're quite skilled!" Jian Wushuang looked unconvinced. Suddenly, he took out a small pill from his embrace and swallowed it. *Whoosh...* Jian Wushuang's body erupted with a surge of power, as if he had transformed. He lunged at Yan Menghan again.
*Bang bang bang...* After a few clashes, Yan Menghan felt something was wrong. This kid's strength had suddenly become much greater, and his speed had increased. Had this kid been injected with chicken blood? Hmph! Don't think you're the only one!
Yan Menghan also took a small pill from his embrace and swallowed it. This was given to him by Lu Fan, who said he could use it when necessary. Back then, the old fellows from Huarong Mansion who took this little thing could fight one against three. Yan Menghan's strength would naturally skyrocket after taking it.
*Clang...* Yan Menghan suddenly severed Jian Wushuang's sword with a strike.
"Holy crap..." The surrounding crowd's eyes widened. The exciting moment had arrived... Who lived or died wasn't important; what mattered was that this would be the most awesome spectacle!
What is a head that falls like a big scar? Now, let's see if it leaves a scar!
What is a shoulder strap that carries meat? Now, let's see if the sharpness of the sword will take a piece of flesh with it!
Several cameramen fixed their lenses on the two in the center, as if afraid to blink and miss the upcoming spectacular moment. It had to be said that those who paid money to be present were all incredibly daring.
*Whoosh...* Yan Menghan swung his sword towards Jian Wushuang's face.
Just as everyone's gaze was fixed on Yan Menghan's sword, anticipating a miracle, *swoosh...* suddenly, a figure flashed forward like lightning. *Bang...!* A powerful kick landed on Yan Menghan's body.
"Ah...!" Yan Menghan's body was instantly sent flying towards the distant building.
"Brother...!" A cry of alarm followed.
"Holy crap..." Everyone felt an urge to curse. Who the hell was that?
*Whoosh...* The moment Yan Menghan's body flew out of the building, another figure immediately followed. The figure rushed out, caught Yan Menghan's body, and then, in mid-air, delivered two kicks. The body suddenly spun around, *whoosh...* and flew back! *Bang...* The two landed on the ground.
"Holy crap... Is this a movie? Can someone really fly like that?"
"Damn it! A miracle has indeed been born!"
"Heavens! Who is this? This is too cool!"
Instantly, both the现场 and the screens erupted with a string of exclamations.
"Hmph! You finally made your move!" Lu Fan popped a healing pill into Yan Menghan's mouth, then looked coldly at the elder.
"Brother!" Yan Mengxi rushed over and helped Yan Menghan. Tears immediately streamed down her face. If it weren't for Lu Fan's sudden appearance, her brother would have become a fallen swallow.
"You... You are... that person!" The elder's face instantly turned grim, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.
"Who I am is not important. What's important is who you are!" *Whoosh...* Lu Fan instantly appeared before the elder, *slap...* and grabbed the elder by the neck. *Bang...* He punched the elder in the stomach.
*Pfft...* The elder spat out a mouthful of blood, and along with the blood, a small pill also flew out.
"Hmph! Want to die? I won't let you die. Not even the King of Hell can save you," Lu Fan said. He then picked up the elder and, with a few flashes, disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Just... just now, who was that kid? Did anyone see how he left?" someone exclaimed nearby.
The surrounding people snapped out of their stupor. It seemed no one had actually seen how two living people vanished before their eyes.
"Brother! Let's go!" Yan Mengxi picked up her brother's sword and helped Yan Menghan leave slowly.
Jian Wushuang stood there dumbfounded. He had almost lost his life just now!
"Second Brother! Second Brother! Are you alright?" Jian San came over and asked cautiously.
"Get lost! From now on... from now on, don't anyone dare to challenge me to a fight! I'm not fighting anymore! I'm never fighting again!" Jian Wushuang pushed Jian San away and turned to run.