nownovels Chapter 395: 395
Chapter 395: 395
Chapter 395: 395
Outside the bustling zone, a group of men laughing boisterously walked through the chaotic crowd.
Emanating an aura similar to a bully, they eyed anyone who dared to close near them.
"Did you hear?" one man said, his expression one of amused disbelief.
"They said Leon was here. They even made a big announcement for that guy," another added, his face twisted in a sneer.
"Yeah, that fucker thinks he really thinks he something special. With Young Master Han around, they're clearly more afraid of Leon than him," a third man chimed in, glancing derisively at Han Yun.
Han Yun, leaning against a nearby wall with a smirk, nodded dismissively. "Hmm! He's nothing but shit. Do you really think he's that capable?"
"If he was, why hasn't he gone beyond and attacked the Black Demon's hideout?" someone else retorted, their eyes narrowing.
"That's exactly what I'm saying. Unlike Young Master Han, who led a squad to kill the Black Demon across the border, what can that pussy Leon do?" a fourth man scoffed.
"We heard he's got an army of ghosts. Maybe it's some ancient inheritance that left him with a bunch of ghosts. Without them, he's nothing," Han Yun said, spitting on the ground with a contemptuous grin.
"Just a pathetic weakling who is gracing in rumors. Just make him stand before me, I will show him the real deal.."
As they laughed and mocked Leon, a voice rang out from behind them. "Take it back!" Turning their heads, they saw a young man, no older than nineteen, standing with a fierce glare. His face was flushed with anger, and his fists were clenched tightly.
"Kid, are you lost? You don't seem to belong here," one of them said, his tone dripping with condescension.
Ignoring the comment, the kid shouted again, his voice dripping with venom, "Take it back! You don't know the might of Brother Leon, you bastard!"
At that moment, Lucien's eyes narrowed in surprise as he heard a voice in his head.
[Hey, Lucien, what the hell? All of them are Martial Lords while that guy's a Martial King. Don't ignore him.]
Han Yun's smirk widened. "Are you that idiot Leon's underling?"
"I am. So what? Are you going to apologize?" Lucien shouted, his voice full of defiance.
Lucien staggered, trying to rise from the ground. His vision became blurry, and the pain from the kicks left him gasping for breath. Determined to fight back, he gripped his spear tightly and scanned his surroundings, searching for any sign of his attackers.
But then, Han Yun's figure blurred into motion.
In the next moment, Han Yue was shot back with a terrific force bouncing on the ground.
Gritting his teeth, he got up with a scream, "I won't loose..."
Han Yun's image seemed to ripple and shift, moving so fast that Lucien could barely track his movements. The Martial Lords' mocking laughter filled the air as Han Yun darted around, his movements a blur of color and motion.
Lucien's eyes darted frantically from side to side, trying to pinpoint Han Yun's location. Each time he thought he had managed to spot him, Han Yun would appear somewhere else, his speed making him almost impossible to follow. Lucien swung his spear in wide arcs, hoping to catch the elusive figure, but each swing met nothing but empty air.
Suddenly, Han Yun's blurred form reappeared directly in front of Lucien. With a swift, powerful strike, Han Yun landed a crushing blow to Lucien's side. The impact sent Lucien sprawling, his spear flying from his hand. He crashed onto the ground with a heavy thud, the
wind knocked out of him.
Before Lucien could react, Han Yun appeared before him again. With a cold smirk, Han Yun kicked him in the ribs, sending a jolt of pain through his body. Lucien tried to shield himself, but the relentless barrage of strikes kept him on the ground, unable to mount any effective
resistance.
"Listen kid...It's good to have guts but..."
"You should have skills to back up your talks."
Saying this, Han Yun raised his feet to slam Lucien again but just then.
"Well said...I agree with your words."
"Who?"Han Yun shouted, alerted by an immense feeling of threat but just as he turned
around, something caught his neck.
All the hairs on his body stood up in fear and his heart almost burst out as an intense amount
of killing intent filled the space.
And at the corner of the eye, he noticed a gruel bloody eerie smile.