Dashing Student-Chapter 791, You Are Too Weak

The two figures moved like lightning.

One person wielded dual daggers and ghostlike moved to Chen Nan’s back, the two cold glinting daggers aiming straight for his heart.

The other chanted a spell, and suddenly dozens of sharp earth spikes shot out from the ground, blocking all of Chen Nan’s escape routes.

The scene was exceptionally perilous!

"Die!" The scarred man, despite his pain, drew a Soft Sword from his waist, the sword blade quivering like a spirit snake, lunging for Chen Nan’s throat.

The three coordinated seamlessly, their attacks surging like a tide from three directions simultaneously!

Chen Nan’s pupils contracted sharply as he retreated quickly.

But behind him, earth spikes stood densely, leaving him no space to retreat.

In the critical moment, he suddenly arched backward into a bridge, narrowly avoiding the scarred man’s Soft Sword while supporting himself with his right hand, and swept his legs like a whirlwind to break all the emerging earth spikes.

"Bang!"

A severed earth spike was kicked by Chen Nan and flew, hitting the wrist of the assailant behind him.

The person winced in pain, almost dropping the double daggers.

But before Chen Nan could catch his breath, the scarred man’s Soft Sword came again!

The sword tip darted like a snake’s tongue, tracing several residual shadows in midair, each stab targeting vital points.

"Clang clang clang!"

Chen Nan used his fingers as a sword, gathering True Qi at his fingertips, clashing directly against the Soft Sword, erupting with the crisp sound of metal clashing.

But fighting three was ultimately too much.

In a moment of distraction, the disciple on the left suddenly threw three poison darts in a triangular formation!

"Whoosh!"

Despite Chen Nan’s best effort to dodge, one poison dart still grazed his left arm.

An immediate burning sting came from the wound, and the poison started to spread.

"Hahaha, with my Bone Rot Poison, you won’t last long!" the disciple sneered menacingly.

Chen Nan felt his left arm starting to numb, his movements noticeably slowing.

Seeing this, the three’s attack grew fiercer, the scarred man’s Soft Sword sticking like a shadow, each move deadly.

The dual dagger disciple moved like a phantom, targeting the lower body.

The last one continuously cast Earth Magic to disrupt Chen Nan’s actions.

"Bang!"

By misstep, Chen Nan got kicked in the chest by the scarred man, his body sent flying, snapping several shrubs before stopping.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, his clothes tattered, in a sorry state.

"With such little skill, you dare oppose Senior Brother Zhao?" the scarred man said triumphantly, flicking his Soft Sword, advancing slowly.

Chen Nan was half-kneeling on the ground, seemingly exhausted, yet secretly observing the three’s positions and movements.

Though the scarred man’s swordsmanship was sharp, his right shoulder would twitch unnaturally before each attack.

The dual dagger disciple’s movement technique was fast, but he habitually dodged left.

As for the one casting Earth Magic, each time required a brief pause.

"I see..." The light flashed in Chen Nan’s eyes, suddenly he rose to attack!

He first feigned staggering towards the scarred man, then twisted his body ominously as the opponent raised the sword, reaching out like a viper to precisely grasp the scarred man’s sword-bearing right wrist.

"Crack!"

A crisp snap, the scarred man’s wrist was forcibly broken!

The Soft Sword clattered to the ground.

"Ah!" The scarred man let out a terrifying scream.

Chen Nan didn’t pause, using the forward momentum, slammed his left elbow into the scarred man’s chest.

This strike was imbued with his entire True Qi, directly breaking several of the opponent’s ribs!

The scarred man flew away like a rag doll, landing heavily on the ground, completely losing combat ability.

"Big brother!" The other two exclaimed, but Chen Nan had already turned towards them.

The dual dagger disciple charged with a roar, but Chen Nan was prepared.

He deliberately exposed his left side, luring the opponent to attack.

Sure enough, that disciple habitually dodged to the left, the daggers aiming for Chen Nan’s left rib.

"Been waiting for this move!" Chen Nan sneered, suddenly turning right, gripping the opponent’s wrist with his left hand like iron pincers, and formed a claw with his right hand, targeting the throat!

"Ugh..."

The disciple felt a choke, his breathing immediately difficult.

Without mercy, Chen Nan flipped him over with a heavy shoulder throw, slamming him to the ground, then stepped on his chest, knocking him out cold.

The last disciple, seeing this, was frightened out of his wits, turning to flee.

"Going somewhere?" Chen Nan snorted coldly, grabbing the scarred man’s Soft Sword from the ground, filling it with True Qi, and threw it.

"Whoosh!"

The Soft Sword sliced through the air like lightning, precisely piercing the person’s calf, pinning him to the ground.

"Ah!"

In an instant, all three were downed by Chen Nan, losing all ability to move, their eyes filled with deep fear and astonishment.

They couldn’t believe that three Foundation Establishment Stage level two experts attacking a level one cultivator could be so utterly defeated!

"Your strength is weaker than I expected!" Chen Nan couldn’t help but sigh, disappointment showing on his brow.

The scarred man, humiliated and angry, said, "Chen, don’t be too happy too soon, you’ve offended Senior Brother Zhao, he won’t let you go."

The other one snarled, "Yes, Senior Brother Zhao is an Inner Sect Disciple of Yuantian Sect, you are no more than an ant before him."

Chen Nan didn’t take their threats seriously, squatting down and pocketing their storage bags from their waists.

He had just arrived at Kunlun Mountain Small World and had no cultivation resources on him, how could he pass up the opportunity with these three?

"Damn, give me back my storage bag!" The scarred man roared, attempting to snatch the storage bags from Chen Nan, only to be stepped on the chest, rendering him immobile by Chen Nan.

The other two were also furious, with all their cultivation resources inside, how could they stand by and watch Chen Nan take them?

They struggled to stand up, trying to retrieve their storage bags, but heavily injured, how could they be a match for Chen Nan?

In an instant, Chen Nan rendered them incapable of fighting, then his Soul Power entered, his eyes lighting up immediately.

Though the three were not very wealthy,

they had over ten sparkling Spirit Stones in the storage bags, along with several century-old herbs, and besides that, he found thirty milky white Elixir Pills.

"These should be Qi Gathering Pills, right?" Chen Nan smiled brilliantly, knowing these pills could help one quickly restore True Qi to their peak, a must-have for cultivators.

"I’ll gladly accept these things!" He put the storage bags away, then looked at the three faces filled with anger: "Go back and tell Zhao Kai, if he wants to kill me, send some stronger experts!"

"Puny characters like you don’t interest me at all." With that, he turned to gather Rootless Grass, only to find it had disappeared.

"Could it be that the Rootless Grass has spirituality, fleeing while we were fighting?"

"Seems like I’ll have to search for other Rootless Grass!" Chen Nan sighed to himself, then vanished into the depths of the forest.

Watching as Chen Nan disappeared without a trace, one middle-aged man reluctantly endured the pain and said, "Big brother, we didn’t complete the task, will Senior Brother Zhao be furious?"

The scarred man’s expression was dark, they had taken Zhao Kai’s Qi Gathering Pills but hadn’t completed the task, Zhao Kai would certainly be furious.

"Afraid of what?" another middle-aged man smirked insidiously, "Chen Nan has been hit by my Bone Rot Poison, how could he survive?"