Chapter 957: Ice Dragon Blast

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Whoosh~

Zhuo Fa flashed in Wu Randong's face, eyes darting all over the place then grinned when the coast was clear, "Cleared the area before the big fight?"

"I am the second young master of Serene Shores Trading. Anyone would flee!"

Wu Randong spat, "There's only us now. You won't get the drop on me like last time!"

Zhuo Fan rose an eyebrow and smiled, "I get it, you don't want bystanders hurt. Your compassion knows no bounds. But do you have the luxury to worry about others when you're going to get it? You know I beat you once, yet you're that confident you can win this time?"

"Shut it! Regardless of outcome, you've made an enemy out of Serene Shores Trading! Now suffer for it!" With a furious roar, Wu Randong stomped and charged towards Zhuo Fan. He made hand signs and an icy aura spread from him.

High profound ranked martial art, Ice Dragon Blast!

Knowing Zhuo Fan was no pushover, Wu Randong went all out from the first attack.

With a furious hiss, Wu Randong turned into ice-cold silver lights that spread out to take the form of nine dragons as they smashed forward.

Zhuo Fan squinted.

[The same skill has different power based on each user's cultivation.]

This skill was a profound ranked martial art, but Wu Randong was a Soul Harmony expert with an elemental soul, Perennial Ice Soul. The soul and the art combined, making him become an ice dragon and boosting its power.

[It also helps emphasize its weaknesses.]

An expert that could contrain his elemental soul could make use his reckless charge and inflict serious damage.

A shame Zhuo Fan was just the type.

With a nasty smirk, Zhuo Fan flew straight at the dragons.

Boom!

His previous spot was assualted by the ice dragon's explosions, the coldness spreading out and freezing everything around the tavern before disintegrating.

As for the dragons, they were still around despite the move having ended, turning towards Zhuo Fan in the air and chasing after him.

[Divine Eye of the Void's 1st stage, Shift!]

Zhuo Fan grinned at the nine dragons as his right eye shone golden.

Boom!

The nine dragons clashed in the air and unleashed their icy power, turning the area into ice before crumbling to glittering ice particles.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Fan then appeared elsewhere, giving the nine dragons a mocking grin. Wu Randong was pissed more than ever, roaring and sending the dragons after Zhuo Fan again.

Zhuo Fan had the Divine Eye of the Void as his ace, always keeping him out of danger while the dragons kept blasting the air with ice.

Wu Randong's face twitched, incensed at his futility, but also grave, knowing know just how strong Zhuo Fan was.

He simply breezed through the blast without a care, proving the gap between the two. It was so large that the other did not feel like fighting back.

The weaker party would make the sensible choice and run away.

But Wu Randong no longer had that option, not after looking at Zhuo Fan with such bloodshot eyes. He didn't want to beat Zhuo Fan now, at the very least a bruise or a cut.

That would be enough to break their deal...

Wu Randong howled again, the nine ice dragons exploding with coldness and even freezing space, dying it white.

The clear sky was now covered in dark clouds, pouring down snowflakes. And with the dragons' roars, a savage storm brewed around Zhuo Fan, blocking every direction.

Zhuo Fan shook his head, "Now this is his actual power. This guy is the type to harass until he's beaten into the ground. I was kind enough to show him reality but it just didn't reach him. Oh well, he-he-he..."

Zhuo Fan grinned, pulling his sleeve with a giddy look and an evil smile.

"It's brother!"

In another side of town, Wu Ranze was talking business in a brightly lit castle. Seeing the disturbance outside and the snow storm, he shouted, "Damn that fool! He's making it hard for me again!"

Their father frowned and cursed, "What are those servants doing? Did they let him run free and cause chaos? If they ruin my biggest deal, they're finished!"

Wu Randong knew his father and brother had to be talking about him, or more like cursing, but he didn't care, still doing his thing in trying to score some kind of hit.

With another draconic roar, the nine dragons' power reached its peak, spreading in the air and on the ground. The dragons then flicked their tails, targeting Zhuo Fan, only this time way faster than before.

The dragons as well, no longer charged like a stampede, but coming from all directions, to seal Zhuo Fan's escape.

Though Zhuo FAn just stood there, with only his right hand releasing a scarlet light, shimmering the air around it from his raw power.

Divine Eye of the Void's 4th stage, Space Crusher!

Even as the nine dragons were close to reache him, Zhuo Fan wouldn't budge, sporting a creepy grin as his right eye shone in four golden halos.

Hum~

A thousand meters around Zhuo Fan shimmered strongly, wearing down even the air itself as explosions sounded off. As for the nine dragons, eight howled from being fakes, crumbling into glittering ice.

The last one remained though, growling and forced itself forward as it shook under the attack. In the end, it swished its tail and was forced to fall back.

"Ha-ha-ha, it clearly points out the real body!"

Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed and flew for the ice dragon, catching up to it in seconds and giving it a mean punch, "Of the nine dragons, eight were of Yuan Qi, and only the last one was due to soul harmony, allowing you to withstand the crumbling of space. Second young master, your attack has no effect on me."

Bam!

The dragon howled and spat blood again and again having suffered such a heavy blow, sent into the ground and leaving a hundred-meter wide crater.

Once the dust cleared, what was left was an ashen youth, with blood at the mouth.

Zhuo Fan drifted over and chuckling, "Well, wanna continue?"

"Humph, guess you win this time. But don't get too smug, Serene Shores Trading won't let this matter stand. You're dead for sure!" Wu Randong spat through gritted teeth and walked away.

Zhuo Fan's casual tone reached him, "You really don't want your company to make such a big deal with me?"

Wu Randong winced, but covered it well, showing a mocking smile to Zhuo Fan, "There won't be any deal! You hurt me so don't think my father will just work with you. You should be worried about coming out alive, rather than an impossible deal!"

"Is that so? Here I think your brother is much more keen on trading than your situation. Oh, wait, he never cares about you at all, only making deals." Zhuo Fan mocked.

Wu Randong's face shook, "My brother is my brother, and dad is dad. It's still father who has the final say!"

"Seeing their attitude you'll know I'm right. Just from your brother's status in the company and his style, I can tell your father's as well."

Zhuo Fan shook his head, "If your father loved you at all, your brother would've shown something for you, hatred or caring, but he has nothing. This goes to show, second young master must have a tough time within your house..."

"Shut up!"

Wu Randong screamed, pointing at Zhuo Fan, "Who do you think you are to tarnish our company's name? Let me tell you, your deal is through! So get lost, now!"

Zhuo Fan chuckled, "What did I say? You're clearly aiming for a broken deal. Are you showing your true colors at last?"

Ugh!

Wu Randong's lip trembled, lost for words.

[Who is this guy? Always seeing through my intent and attacks...]