Lord of the Desert

Chapter 561 Incompetence

With a shout, the powerful true energy poured into the hard paper document from a distance, shooting out like a sharp arrow.

Who the hell arranged these seats?!

Wang Xiaodan reacted with lightning speed, dodging the attack. Looking back, he saw the paper arrow that had been shot at Hong Fan's face spontaneously combust, exploding into countless ashes of fireflies.

Huo Wei was equally surprised.

He had intended to suppress the opponent, and had already used 70% of his strength, but he didn't expect the attack to be so easily countered.

What he didn't expect was that he wasn't the only one who wanted to show his power and establish his authority today.

"Senior Huo, there is a great difference between people; many people may eat salt for a hundred years until they die, but they may not be able to taste the saltiness of someone else's first bite."

Hong Fanyi stood up abruptly.

"What do you mean?"

Huo Wei suppressed his previous exaggerated expression and said solemnly.

He was genuinely angry.

“You are at the first level of Yuan Magnetic, while I have just broken through to the sixth level of Xiantian He. The difference is not significant.”

Hong Fan bowed to the two generals in the main seat.

"Now that we have Lord Kou and Lord Peng here, let's save our breath and see who's truly capable."

A peak-level innate cultivator actively challenges the Yuan Magnetic Realm level?
Everyone present was stunned.

"Not much difference?! What kind of nonsense is that...?"

Wang Xiao stood frozen amidst the ruins of the chair he had just moved, not even bothering to brush off the ash stuck to his face.

Even if it's just pretentious posturing, isn't this going too far?

However, Hong Fan was not just putting on an act; he had already taken the lead and walked outside.

Huo Wei followed with a cold smile.

In front of the main hall is the largest square in the entire Central Guard General's Mansion, a hundred meters long paved with stone bricks, perfect for battle.

The crowd stood on the high steps in front of the hall, watching Hong Fan and Huo Wei walk dozens of meters away in the heavy snow and stand facing each other.

The figures were blurred in the snow.

In just a few breaths, the two sets of footprints were filled in by the fresh snow.

"Since you have this intention, then go ahead and do it."

Kou Fei promised.

With a casual wave of his hand, he shattered all the drifting snow within a short distance, restoring a crisp and clear world.

The spectators had fallen silent, and the two players on the sidelines made no threats or talk of bets.

Right or wrong, advance or retreat, everything is decided in this battle.

"Hong Fan, make your move."

Huo Wei stood with his hands behind his back, watching the barren sand surge from beneath the bricks, forging the heavy armor of his opponent.

Flying is an instinct for Yuan Magnetic Warriors, and since he is standing firmly on the ground, he clearly feels that he doesn't need to use his full strength.

Upon hearing this, Hong Fan threw a punch, the wind from which blew Huo Wei's hair from ten meters away.

This disdainful attitude of not giving way made Kou Yong raise an eyebrow.

He had always been regarded as a wild and unruly man, but now he had to admit that he couldn't pretend to be that bad.

Huo Wei stepped down.

A rapid underground vibration was transmitted until it exploded violently ten meters away, shattering the stone bricks.

Hong Fan was not in the same place either.

He took a step forward, gathered his strength, locked his gaze on Huo Wei's rapidly approaching figure, and unleashed a powerful punch.

Their fists collided, the force exploding in a circular motion, kicking up dozens of meters of snow.

Hong Fan was forced back by the force, and saw the snow curtain in front of him shatter before it fell, revealing a human shape; Huo Wei leaped up as if throwing, clenched his hands into a hammer, and smashed it into the crystallized sand armor arm shield.

The stone bricks shattered, and the flood sank half a foot into the ground.

The lotus-shaped snowflakes, centered on the two people, suddenly sublimated not far from Tengchong.

In the clear vision once again, everyone saw a twisted, fiery red glow shining through the gaps in the sand giant's armor.

The Seven-Step Cage Opens.

Huo Wei retreated swiftly, his movements as graceful as a flying stone on a lake; Hong Fan pursued him with the momentum of a war chariot, each step shattering golden-red lava. He raised his shoulder, took a bow-like step, roared, and unleashed a powerful punch.

Huo Wei was struck on both arms and sent flying ten feet backward, creating white dragon waterfalls on the left and right.

The battle fell into a brief lull.

The group of martial artists took the opportunity to breathe.

Hong Fan stood still, and the sand armor on his left arm suddenly bulged, its surface cracked, and sand fragments fell off in a flurry.

This is the accumulated powerlessness after three encounters now imploding.

At the same time, Huo Wei, standing at a distance, was opening and closing his palms, which were red from the high temperature.

Feng Tianqing stared at the two facing off, recalling his duel with Hong Fan in Lingbo City—now, three and a half years later, he was only a little bit away from the third stage of the Innate Realm, and with his top-tier dragon blood, his combat power was comparable to that of an ordinary peak Innate Realm cultivator.

But Hong Fan, who is two years younger than him, was able to challenge the Yuan Ci.

"call……"

A blank sigh escaped his lips.

The words "far beyond reach" suddenly surfaced in Feng Tianqing's usually calm mind.

"You dared to challenge me, not entirely because you were stupid."

Huo Wei nodded slightly.

"It's too early to say that."

Hong Fan chuckled.

His left arm armor was no longer damaged, and the minor injury to his left arm was also rapidly healing under the blessing of the dragon's blood.

In terms of absolute strength, Hong Fan is currently far superior to Qu Luoyi and Yi She, and is unmatched in the same realm. However, he is still about 30% behind Huo Wei, which he can only make up for with the Desert Sand Armor.

The Huo family's "The Incompetent Victory Manual" uses vibration perception and lethality, which is similar to the Jiang family's "The Earthquake Wilderness Manual," but it is clearly superior in terms of sophistication and depth.

Hong Fan had a corrective strategy in mind.

Huo Wei did not retort.

This was because the latter was absolutely certain that his opponent was the number one innate talent in the Nine Provinces in the present day, after only three exchanges.

He has achieved so much at the age of twenty-three. What's wrong with him being a little arrogant?
For an undefeated genius to inflict his first defeat is undoubtedly an honor.

Huo Wei flicked his fingers and released a directional sound wave.

This killing technique is called "Finger Flick Thunder," which uses true energy to vibrate the air and disrupt the target's hearing and sense of balance.

Hong Fan responded with "Fire Roar".

The high-temperature explosion creates a small vacuum, reducing vibration energy while cutting off the transmission medium.

"A clever trick."

Huo Wei gave a cold laugh.

This initial response could not have stemmed from improvisation; clearly, Hong Fan had long considered "The Book of Incompetence" as a hypothetical enemy.

Enveloped in a jade-colored aura of incompetent true essence, he charged forward with an elbow strike.

Hong Fan used his sand armor to withstand the attack, and responded with a hammer blow from above.

The two exchanged blows fiercely, their attacks echoing throughout the city. Because thunder was rare in the northern frontier during winter, it even drew countless residents of Snowdrift City out to investigate.

Kou Yong, who was watching the game, had already given it his all.

From an outsider's perspective, he could clearly see the crystallization process on the surface of Hong Fanshajia and the curling and charring of Huo Wei's temples—the diameter of the melted ground at the point of their battle had exceeded two zhang, and the pressure of continuously fighting within the Seven-Step Cage was indescribable.

Everyone in the Northern Frontier knows that the "Invincible Scripture" is a highly specialized martial art that deals area-of-effect damage. It has a great advantage in group attacks during battle formations, but it cannot bring out its characteristics in one-on-one combat. Huo Wei's speed and close-combat destructive power are not as good as Yi She's under the blessing of the Heart of Light.

Therefore, the latter's close-quarters combat had a ulterior motive.

After five rounds, Huo Wei finally retreated, uttering a husky "du" sound that was difficult for ordinary people to hear.

The first-class killing technique of "The Incompetent Canon": Silent Annihilation.

In an instant, Hong Fan felt a slight nausea and realized that his opponent's contact combat was to probe the inherent frequency of his internal organs.

This is Dahua's version of infrasonic attack—it has extremely strong penetrating power, and although it takes effect slowly, it can accumulate damage enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

Huo Wei changed his aggressive approach and took the initiative to create distance.

The heavy sand armor greatly enhanced Hong Fan's strength and momentum, but it also weakened his speed. In just five breaths, my silent annihilation would be enough...

The thought had barely formed when a sudden change occurred in the scene.

(End of this chapter)