A beautiful woman stood holding a sword, while a young man bled.
The eye catching red of his blood flowed slowly down the long sword in Tang Yun's hand.
The sound of her sword stabbing into Ye Fan's chest resonated loudly in Tang Yun's head.
In that instant, Tang Yun froze in shock.
Her body trembled and horror filled her eyes.
"You...you...why didn't you dodge?" asked Tang Yun in a trembling voice.
She didn't expect things to turn out like this.
She didn't expect her sword to actually pierce Ye Fan.
She thought Ye Fan would dodge her attack. He was more than capable of dodging this.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have expected Ye Fan to literally just walk right into her sword.
"Why? Why didn't you dodge it?" questioned Tang Yun again and again. Her eyes were bloodshot, but she wasn't sure if it was because her heart was aching or it was just in utter shock.
Ye Fan didn't say anything and just smiled at her.
That smile was filled with nothing but sadness and disappointment.
He looked like he was saying his final goodbye to someone he once knew.
From the moment that sword pierced through him, Ye Fan knew that the young lady who loved eating his fried rice in the old Chu mansion no longer existed.
The young lady who had trained with him and helped him with his cultivation of martial arts was no longer around.
The woman called Yu Yun had been stabbed to pieces after this sword entered his body.
Ye Fan suddenly coughed and his body trembled violently.
Mouthful after mouthful of blood poured out from within his body and dribbled to the ground.
His face began to pale and weaken as he lost more and more blood.
Tang Yun felt like her heart had been shredded by a knife when she looked at this bleeding young man in front of her.
She felt as though this sword had stabbed herself and not him.
But just as she was lost in her own pain, a terrible sound suddenly rang out from behind her.
Chu Qi-Tian had suddenly sprung up from hiding behind Tang Yun.
He seized the opportunity to punch Ye Fan's wound fiercely.
"HAHA! Chu Tian-Fan, it ends here today! Go to hell!" laughed Chu Qi-Tian arrogantly as his powerful fist landed suddenly on Ye Fan.
Chu Qi-Tian wasn't the only one. One of the Black Guardians who had been severely injured by Ye Fan earlier managed to get up from the rubble and attacked Ye Fan when he was at his weakest.
He slammed a palm aggressively against Ye Fan's back.
After getting attacked both from the front and back, Ye Fan was heavily wounded once again.
His ribs broke and blood sprayed everywhere.
The impact of this double whammy caused him to fly a kilometer out before crashing heavily onto the ground again.
He endured the pain he felt and continued to fight Gaia anyway.
On the other side, Chu Qi-Tian was gloating after he had successfully made that sneak attack on Ye Fan.
"Haha! You're nothing but a country bumpkin after all! Did you think you really stood a chance against me? You're definitely dead this time!" laughed Chu Qi-Tian coldly. He was in an excellent mood now.
His greatest foe had first taken a stab from his sect leader in the chest, then suffered a double blow from himself and another high level martial artist from Chu Sect.
Under such circumstances, even if Ye Fan were a supreme grandmaster, there was no way he would survive.
But just when Chu Qi-Tian was ready to pop champagne and celebrate, a loud blast was heard from afar.
An explosive amount of energy burst from beneath the rubble.
A skinny but resolute figure stood yet again amidst the splintered rocks.
"W-what?l How...how is this possible? How is this fellow still not dead?!" Chu Qi-Tian's eyes nearly fell out of their sockets when he saw that skinny silhouette.
He was shocked that Ye Fan hadn't just survived such fatal injuries, but actually managed to stand again this quickly.
But that lone figure atop the rubble suddenly started laughing. His bitter laughter was both angry and self-mocking at the same time.
Blood slowly flowed down the side of his mouth as Ye Fan laughed.
"I never thought that after being so invincible all my life, instead of dying from a combined attack by the Chu family or the missiles that came after me that day, I nearly died at your hands. You are the sect leader of Chu Sect alright. You're indeed ranked right at the top of the Sky Ranking. Excellent, Tang Yun, excellent! HAHA!" Ye Fan laughed manically as he spat these words resentfully while keeping his eyes on the beautiful silhouette in the distance.
Tang Yun paled and she quietly bowed her head. She didn't dare to meet Ye Fan's eyes at all.
Rating the Translation Will Gain Two Pearls.
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