NOVPUBBut just as the fist was only an inch away from Chen Nan's face—
Chen Nan's figure suddenly swayed subtly like a ghost.
His movements seemed slow, but were actually as fast as lightning.
His right leg swung out like a whip, tracing a perfect arc in the air.
"Bang!"
A dull sound echoed; the disciple's fist was still frozen in mid-air, yet his abdomen took a solid kick.
His expression instantly froze, his eyes bulging from the pain, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string under the shocked gazes of everyone...
Finally, he landed heavily on the ground five meters away, sliding a few more meters before stopping.
He curled up his body like a cooked shrimp, with traces of blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.
The entire scene was silent.
Zhang Qingxue's eyes widened, her red lips slightly parted as she looked at the scene in disbelief.
Her disciples behind her seemed to have been cast with an immobilization spell, frozen where they stood.
Some even rubbed their eyes subconsciously, wondering if they were seeing things.
Of course.
The most shocked was Zhang Zhicheng in the distance, who was watching the fight. When the disciples of Zhang's fist pavilion struck at Chen Nan, his heart was overflowing with excitement.
But what he never dreamed of was that Chen Nan was also a master, kicking away a disciple with just one foot!
Chen Nan slowly retracted his right leg, gently dusting off the nonexistent dirt from his trousers.
His movements were graceful and composed, as if he had just completed a simple stretch.
"I told you." Chen Nan's voice was still calm but carried undeniable authority: "Wu Qiong is my patient now."
"Anyone who wants to touch her has to get through me first."
Zhang Qingxue's face turned a shade of green and white. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
She stared at Chen Nan fiercely, and her scornful look had been replaced by shock and apprehension.
She finally realized, the seemingly weak-looking owner of the medical hall before her might be a hidden expert.
Though it is so.
She did not show any fear, her eyes even burned with surprising fighting spirit: "Even though your strength is formidable, four hands are hard to fight against. I will see if you can defeat all the people behind me!"
With that said, she waved her hand, commanding the ten-plus Zhang's fist pavilion disciples behind her to attack!
As Zhang Qingxue swung her hand, more than ten Zhang's fist pavilion disciples pounced like hungry wolves.
They quickly spread out, surrounding Chen Nan, each with a fierce gleam in their eyes.
"Chen Nan is definitely finished this time!" Zhang Zhicheng's eyes glinted with a cold smile, although Chen Nan's strength was extraordinary.
But facing so many experts trained in Baji Fist, he couldn't stand a chance at all!
Sure to be beaten to the ground, vomiting blood!
"Baji Fist·Fierce Tiger Climb!" The lead disciple shouted fiercely, his arm muscles knotted, bringing a fierce gust directly at Chen Nan's middle.
"Iron Mountain Lean!" Another disciple attacked from the side, his shoulder like a hammer aimed at Chen Nan's ribs.
Facing attacks from all directions, Chen Nan simply closed his eyes lightly.
These people might seem strong in the eyes of outsiders, but he was a Qi Refining Fourth Layer powerhouse, and even martial arts experts at the Great Grandmaster level couldn't harm him in the slightest, let alone these ordinary martial artists!
To put it bluntly, in his eyes, these people are like ants!
Just as the first punch was about to touch his collar—
"Swish!"
Chen Nan's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot like a ghost.
"What?!" Zhang Qingxue exclaimed in surprise.
The next second, Chen Nan had already appeared behind the disciple who struck first.
His movements were extremely simple—his right hand formed a palm, gently pressing on the person's back!
"Bang!"
A seemingly understated palm sent the disciple flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the medical hall's courtyard wall, shaking down tiles.
"Top Heart Elbow!" Another disciple used the deadly move from Baji Fist, attempting to attack from behind.
Chen Nan didn't even turn his head, just slightly swayed, his right hand like lightning grasping the opponent's wrist, giving a gentle twist—
"Crack!"
A clear bone-breaking sound echoed, and the disciple let out a pig-slaughtering scream.
"Too slow." Chen Nan said lightly, simultaneously lifting a leg in a sweep, sending three more rushing disciples flying.
His movements seemed casual, but contained astonishing power. Every move was plain and simple, yet deadly.
The disciples who usually flaunted their skills at the fist pavilion were like children, utterly defeated in front of him.
"Baji Fist..." Another disciple was about to strike, only to see Chen Nan suddenly appear before him, their noses almost touching.
"You..." The disciple was scared out of his wits.
Chen Nan slightly smiled, flicking a finger lightly on his forehead.
"Dong!"
The disciple felt like struck by lightning, his entire body flying back several meters, crashing heavily on the ground unconscious.
In less than three minutes, more than ten Zhang's fist pavilion disciples were all lying on the ground, some clutching their arms in pain, others unconscious, the scene in disarray.
"Who on earth is this guy? Why is his strength so formidable?" Zhang Zhicheng stared at Chen Nan, goosebumps rising all over him.
He originally thought with so many fist pavilion disciples attacking, they could defeat Chen Nan, but he never dreamed such a dramatic scene would unfold!
Despite more than ten experts trained in Baji Fist attacking simultaneously, not only did they fail to injure Chen Nan in the slightest, but they were all knocked down by him with overwhelming force...
Even witnessing it firsthand, he couldn't believe it.
Zhang Qingxue stood at the same spot, a raging wave rising within her, unable to calm for a long time.
Soon, she snapped out of her shock, feeling excited as she looked at Chen Nan: "I didn't expect you to be such an expert. If my guess isn't wrong, you must have opened your governor and conception vessels, right?"
"What a coincidence, I've also opened my governor and conception vessels!"
With that said, she shuddered, unleashing a powerful aura throughout her body, then charged at Chen Nan!
Zhang Qingxue's figure moved like electricity, instantly closing the distance to Chen Nan.
Her right fist tightly clenched, a faint energy flowing between her fingers, clearly having pushed her Inner Strength to the limit.
"Here comes the move!" She called out sharply, her fists whistling as they aimed straight for Chen Nan's throat.
The move "Baji Fist·Sealing Throat Hand" was vicious and brutal, completely unlike something executed by a woman.
Chen Nan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, not expecting this girl to have some skills.
He slightly swayed, his right hand darting out like a swimming dragon, precisely grasping Zhang Qingxue's wrist.
"Girls shouldn't hit so hard." Chen Nan chuckled lightly, his fingers softly stroking her smooth wrist twice.
Zhang Qingxue was instantly filled with both shame and anger, red clouds blooming on her cheeks: "Rogue!"
She suddenly raised her left leg, aiming a vicious kick at Chen Nan's lower area!
