madnovel Chapter 57 Fan Xian's Attack
Chapter 57 Fan Xian's Attack
If we lose,
That would mean utter destruction, being utterly annihilated and shattered to pieces!
But he had no regrets!
Because he believed in Ye Tian!
Believe in this boy, who is even more monstrous and unbelievable than Ye Qingmei!
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The Fan residence.
When Fan Xian learned that his brother Ye Tian had been appointed as the Prince of Qin and was about to lead an army on a northern expedition...
I was completely stunned!
"Holy crap! Dude, that's awesome!"
Fan Xian let out a series of exclamations, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration and a hint of inexplicable excitement!
The thirteen-year-old King of Qin!
A commander who holds the power of 100,000 troops!
This is practically the standard setup for a male protagonist in a wish-fulfillment novel!
Compared to him, I, a nobody still worrying about a marriage certificate, am simply pathetic!
"No! I must also strive to become stronger!"
Fan Xian made a silent vow in his heart.
"One day, I too will become a great hero, standing tall and commanding the world, just like my older brother!"
He knew that he had a long road ahead of him.
But he believes that as long as his elder brother is there, anything is possible!
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Inside the quiet room of the Ye residence.
Ye Tian had just seen off Li Yunrui, who had come to bid him a reluctant farewell, and a helpless yet doting smile appeared on his face.
He knew that his crazy foster mother was becoming more and more infatuated with him.
However, he also knew that now was not the time to completely confront her.
He also needs to use her to buy himself more time and space.
Just then, a black figure appeared silently in front of him, like a ghost.
Indeed, it is Yuan Tiangang, the Bad Commander.
"Reporting to the young master," Yuan Tiangang said respectfully, kneeling on one knee, "I have just received a secret report."
"It seems that the Northern Qi has already dispatched a group of top assassins to infiltrate our Southern Qing territory."
"Their target seems to be a young man named Fan Xian."
"Moreover, according to reliable sources, this matter is intricately linked to the Crown Prince and certain court officials."
What?!
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian's eyes instantly sharpened!
Northern Qi assassin?
Prince?
Assassinate Fan Xian?!
He knew that in the original story, Fan Xian had indeed been assassinated several times.
One of these incidents involved assassins from the Northern Qi dynasty and the crown prince.
However, he never expected that all of this would happen ahead of schedule!
"It seems some people can't wait any longer."
A cold killing intent flashed in Ye Tian's eyes.
He knew he had to stop the assassination attempt as soon as possible!
Otherwise, if something really happens to Fan Xian...
Then he will not only lose an important "tool".
Even more so, they will lose a younger brother who is connected to them by blood!
"Yuan Tiangang!"
Ye Tian's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Immediately activate the full power of the Bad Guys and the Net!"
"Find out the whereabouts of those Northern Qi assassins!"
"And all the masterminds behind this!"
"I will make them pay the price in blood for their foolishness!"
"Yes, young master!"
Yuan Tiangang respectfully replied, and then, in a flash, disappeared into the quiet room.
Ye Tian watched Yuan Tiangang's departing figure, his eyes filled with icy killing intent.
He knew that a new bloody storm was about to unfold in Kyoto!
And he will use his own hands to eliminate all enemies who dare to threaten him and his family!
Whoever it is!
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Upon learning that Fan Xian was about to be assassinated, Ye Tian's heart was filled with solemnity and a hint of barely perceptible anger.
He knew that this assassination attempt was no accident.
Behind this lies a complex political game, as well as the sinister intentions of certain individuals.
Whether it was the Northern Qi wanting to test the strength of the Southern Qing, or the Crown Prince wanting to use someone else to eliminate his rivals.
Fan Xian became a victim of this conspiracy.
"Hmph! Anyone who wants to touch my people, Ye Tian, will have to ask me first, and see if I'll allow it!"
A cold glint flashed in Ye Tian's eyes, and he had already made up his mind.
He immediately began closely monitoring Fan Xian's every move and potential threats through the intelligence networks of the Bad People and the Net.
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Meanwhile, at the Fan residence.
After visiting various "relatives and elders" in Kyoto for several days and successfully "settling" his marriage with Lin Wan'er, Fan Xian finally had some free time.
Every day, besides cultivating his domineering true energy, he would stroll through the streets and alleys of Kyoto with his loyal bodyguard Teng Zijing, experiencing the unique customs and culture of this era.
On this day, Fan Xian suddenly received an invitation sent by the Second Prince Li Chengze.
He was invited to one of Kyoto’s most famous restaurants, Zuixianju on Niulan Street, to drink, make merry, and chat about romance.
Fan Xian knew that this Second Prince and the Crown Prince had always been irreconcilable enemies, constantly vying for power.
This sudden invitation must be a sign of ulterior motives, like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken.
However, Fan Xian is not the kind of person who is timid or afraid of trouble.
He wanted to see what tricks this second prince was up to.
So he gladly accepted the invitation.
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Inside a private room of a well-known restaurant on Niulan Street.
Fan Xian and the Second Prince Li Chengze sat facing each other, with the table laden with fine wine and delicacies.
The Second Prince, Li Chengze, was in his early twenties. He had a handsome face, a refined demeanor, and a faint smile that always graced his lips, giving people a sense of warmth and approachability.
But Fan Xian knew that this seemingly gentle and refined second prince was actually very cunning and shrewd, and was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
"Young Master Fan, I have long admired your name. Meeting you today, I can confirm that you are indeed a man of exceptional talent and extraordinary bearing."
The second prince raised his wine cup.
He smiled and said to Fan Xian.
"Your Highness flatters me," Fan Xian replied, raising his wine cup in return. "I am but a commoner, and to have Your Highness's favor is truly an honor."
The two exchanged toasts and drinks, chatting and laughing.
The atmosphere at the table seemed harmonious, but in reality, undercurrents were swirling.
The Second Prince kept trying to subtly probe Fan Xian, attempting to extract some secrets about Ye Tian, the Eldest Princess, and the Overwatch Council from him.
Fan Xian, relying on his shrewdness honed in modern society and Ye Tian's prior "tips," skillfully maneuvered against the Second Prince, leaving no room for error or the slightest flaw.
After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,
Fan Xian felt it was getting late, so he got up to say goodbye.
The Second Prince didn't try to stop him, but gave Fan Xian a meaningful look and said, "Young Master Fan, please take care. In the future, if you have time, you are welcome to visit my residence."
"Certainly, certainly," Fan Xian replied with a cupped hand, and then left the restaurant with Teng Zijing.
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The night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind was biting.
Fan Xian and Teng Zijing walked side by side on the somewhat deserted Niulan Street.
Because he had drunk some wine, Fan Xian's face had a slight flush from being tipsy.
"This second prince is really no pushover."
Fan Xian pursed his lips and said to Teng Zijing.
"He probably wants to get some information about my brother from me today."
Upon hearing this, Teng Zijing nodded and said, "Young Master is right."
"This Second Prince has always been known for his respect for scholars and his ability to win people's hearts."
"His invitation to the young master today is probably also intended to win him over."
Upon hearing this, Fan Xian sneered and said, "Trying to win me over?"
"Heh, he's overestimating me."
"I, Fan Xian, am not the kind of person who can be easily bought off!"
Just as the two were chatting and laughing.
Suddenly, an extremely sharp and terrifying aura, filled with violence and killing intent, swept in from the end of the street!
Immediately afterwards, a towering and robust figure, wielding two enormous battle axes, approached them step by step!
The newcomer was none other than Cheng Jushu, an eighth-rank master from Northern Qi!
His eyes, flashing with a fierce light, were fixed on Fan Xian, filled with undisguised killing intent!
"Oh no! An assassin!"
Teng Zijing's expression changed drastically. He immediately drew his sword and stood in front of Fan Xian, shouting sharply, "Young Master, run! I'll hold him off!"
Upon seeing this, Fan Xian was also startled!
He could clearly sense that the terrifying aura emanating from the towering giant in front of him was far beyond his ability to withstand!
This is absolutely a true master!
"Teng Zijing! Watch out!"
Fan Xian anxiously reminded him.
However, Cheng Jushu's movements were as fast as lightning!
He didn't give Teng Zijing any chance to react at all!
With a roar, he wielded two giant axes that transformed into two streaks of cold light, crashing down on Teng Zijing like a mountain pressing down!
Although Teng Zijing was also an experienced martial artist, he appeared utterly vulnerable in front of Cheng Jushu, an eighth-rank expert!
He could only barely raise his sword in an attempt to parry.
"when!"
A deafening explosion!
The sword in Teng Zijing's hand snapped in two!
He was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood before crashing heavily to the ground, his fate unknown.
"Teng Zijing!"
Upon seeing this, Fan Xian's eyes widened in fury, and he let out a piercing roar!
He never imagined that this usually somewhat taciturn but loyal guard would actually... would do something to protect him.
An indescribable grief and anger surged into Fan Xian's heart in an instant!
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Cheng Jushu, who resembled a demon god, wishing he could tear him to pieces!
However, Cheng Jushu completely ignored Fan Xian's hateful gaze.
His mission was singular—
Kill Fan Xian!
He roared again, raised his giant axe, and swung it down hard at Fan Xian, who was lying on the ground!
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Fan Xian watched helplessly as Teng Zijing was cleaved in two by Cheng Jushu's axe while trying to protect him, his fate unknown. The grief and anger in his heart reached their peak in an instant!
"ah--!"
He let out a roar like a wounded beast, his eyes bloodshot, and the domineering true energy within his body began to circulate wildly at an unprecedented speed!
He knew that there was a huge difference in strength between himself and the giant man in front of him, who was as tall as an iron tower!
He knew that there was a huge difference in strength between himself and the giant man in front of him, who was as tall as an iron tower!
But he cannot back down!
We cannot stand by and watch Teng Zijing sacrifice himself in vain!
"I'm going to kill you!"
Fan Xian roared and charged towards Cheng Jushu without regard for anything else!
Although he usually appears somewhat cynical, and even a little cowardly.
But in this life-or-death situation, his inherent ferocity and ruthlessness were fully unleashed!
"court death!"
Cheng Jushu looked at Fan Xian, who was oblivious to his own mortality and dared to attack him, and a hint of disdain and cruelty flashed in his eyes.
He raised his giant axe once more, carrying the terrifying power to split mountains and shatter rocks, and slammed it down fiercely towards Fan Xian's head!
Fan Xian knew that he absolutely could not confront Cheng Jushu head-on!
Although he was already an eighth-rank expert, compared with Cheng Jushu, an eighth-rank upper-level expert who had experienced countless battles and possessed astonishing strength, he was far inferior in both combat experience and the depth of his true qi!
Moreover, it seems that Cheng Jushu practices a kind of external martial arts, specifically a kind of external martial art!
His physical body is incredibly strong, and his strength is boundless!
If we confront them head-on, we will definitely suffer a great loss!
At the critical moment, Fan Xian changed his footwork and unleashed a set of unpredictable movement techniques that he himself did not know where he had learned from!
His figure moved like a ghost, weaving left and right amidst Cheng Jushu's ferocious axe shadows, narrowly avoiding one fatal attack after another!
"Um?!"
Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Cheng Jushu's eyes.
He never expected that this seemingly frail young man would possess such uncanny movement skills!