The perception of individuals at Chu Fan's level is exceptionally keen.
Even though the abandoned factory was two to three hundred meters away from his current position, he could still detect the scent of blood.
After confirming his senses, a gust of wind swept through, and Chu Fan vanished from his spot.
In the abandoned factory, an ordinary person might not smell anything, but Chu Fan detected a strong odor of blood.
Following the scent, he entered a room.
The sight that greeted him was astonishing.
The team members who had come to search for the whereabouts of Lord Zhang were all lying on the ground.
The bodies of the team members were not carelessly discarded but were deliberately arranged to form a large character, "殺" (Kill).
Chu Fan clenched his fists.
A provocation!
It was clear that Lord Zhang knew Chu Fan had obtained his identity information and also knew that he would be discovered the moment he showed himself.
By deliberately revealing himself, he had lured the search party, killed them all, and presented the character "Kill" to declare war on Chu Fan.
After walking around the scene and finding nothing, Chu Fan walked outside the factory and scanned his surroundings with narrowed eyes.
He was certain that Lord Zhang was currently watching him from somewhere nearby.
Chu Fan did not want to miss the rare opportunity to confront the cunning old man.
After a period of observation, Chu Fan's brow furrowed slightly.
Could it be that the old man had already left, fearing discovery?
Upon sensing again and still finding nothing, Chu Fan could only call Ji Ningyue to arrange for someone to handle the deceased team members.
"Hmm?"
As Chu Fan returned to his car and was about to leave, a familiar figure suddenly appeared on the street a hundred meters away.
Qilin City's Huang Ming.
When Chu Fan saw Huang Ming, Huang Ming's lips moved, he said something, and then turned to run towards the distant mountain forest.
Through lip-reading, Chu Fan knew he had said, "If you have the guts, come!"
Despite knowing that a trap awaited him, Chu Fan still followed.
He wanted to see what tricks Zhang Wudao could play.
Venturing deep into the mountains.
Following the traces left by Huang Ming, Chu Fan found himself in a mountain hollow.
Around the hollow, a total of nine people stood.
Playing with formations?
From the positions where the nine people stood, Chu Fan knew they were the heads of the martial arts families who had disappeared from Qilin City.
After being found by Zhang Wudao, they had been taken somewhere for training.
At this moment, all nine people emanated an aura characteristic of Grandmaster level experts.
While ordinary people could not discern the subtle details, Chu Fan could clearly see that the Grandmaster aura on these nine people was impure. It was evident that Zhang Wudao had used some means to forcefully elevate their strength.
Concurrently, these nine individuals only possessed the strength for a single battle.
After one battle, even if they did not die, they would perish due to the side effects of their forcefully enhanced abilities.
Scanning his surroundings and failing to see Zhang Wudao, Chu Fan spoke, "Zhang Wudao, do you enjoy being a coward so much?"
"Having these people act as shields is meaningless."
"If you have the courage, come out yourself!"
As his words fell, a burst of wild laughter echoed through the entire mountain hollow.
"Kid, I'm not someone you can just meet!"
"If you can't even handle these people, you're not qualified to see me!"
Chu Fan's brow furrowed, as he couldn't locate the hiding place of the old man Zhang Wudao.
As if sensing Chu Fan searching for him, Zhang Wudao's voice continued, "Kid, don't waste your effort. Practice with these nine people around you first. You won't find me."
With the echoing voice, Chu Fan stopped wasting his mental energy searching for Zhang Wudao's hiding place and shifted his gaze to the nine pieces on the chessboard before him.
After a moment of contemplation, Chu Fan still stepped forward to enter the battlefield.
"Kill..."
Huang Ming roared and was the first to charge at Chu Fan.
Sensing the aura emanating from Huang Ming, which was stronger than that of the other eight, Chu Fan's brow twitched.
He had crippled Huang Ming himself before, and under normal circumstances, he would never have been able to tread the path of martial arts again.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Wudao's methods were extraordinary, not only freeing Huang Ming from his crippled state but also granting him Grandmaster combat power.
The other eight followed suit.
At the same time, Chu Fan clearly felt a restless power stirring beneath his feet.
This power was clearly the main offensive force of the trap.
Huang Ming and the other nine were merely a disguise.
Knowing that a trap lay in wait, Chu Fan was not afraid.
Facing the nine surrounding him, he began to counterattack.
Initially, Chu Fan had intended to finish the fight quickly, dealing with Huang Ming and the other nine in the shortest possible time.
However, just as he was about to act, he suddenly realized that if he quickly defeated the nine, Zhang Wudao, hiding in the surroundings, would be a fool to come out.
To lure Zhang Wudao out, he himself could not be the ultimate victor.
With this calculation in mind, facing the siege of the nine, Chu Fan initially responded with ease, but as his energy was gradually consumed, he began to show signs of being overwhelmed. He was tossed around like a soccer ball by the nine, his moves constantly landing on him.
In just ten minutes, Chu Fan was struck heavily on the head by a punch from Huang Ming and was sent flying to the ground, unable to get up again.
His clothes were already torn, his face was pale, and blood continuously flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"You have this day too!"
Driven by the hatred for his father's death, Huang Ming, regardless of whether Chu Fan still had combat ability, rushed to his side and unleashed a barrage of attacks.
Under Huang Ming's fierce assault, Chu Fan seemed to have truly lost the will to fight, lying motionlessly on the ground.
"Back off!"
Zhang Wudao's low command suddenly sounded.
The eight people observing from the surroundings immediately retreated without hesitation, leaving only Huang Ming who continued to bombard Chu Fan.
"Hmph!"
Huang Ming was disobedient, and Zhang Wudao was clearly angered. With a cold snort, a beam of light shot out from the ground and struck Huang Ming heavily, sending him flying like a sandbag.
Following that, the hidden killing move beneath the ground erupted.
It was evident that Zhang Wudao did not believe Chu Fan would be so fragile. Even though he was lying on the ground, unable to move, he still intended to use the prepared killing move to inflict further severe damage on Chu Fan.
Boom...
A deafening roar echoed, as if bombs were buried underground, sending Chu Fan flying eight to nine meters into the air before crashing heavily into a deep pit on the ground.
Throughout the entire process, Chu Fan showed no reaction.
As the commotion gradually subsided, Huang Ming and the other nine surrounded the edge of the pit, looking down at Chu Fan from above.
Having endured successive attacks, Chu Fan looked utterly pathetic.
It was at this moment that a person emerged from the mountain forest to the side, it was Zhang Wudao.
Upon seeing Zhang Wudao, all nine bowed in greeting.
Zhang Wudao waved his hand with a chuckle and walked to the edge of the pit, looking at the motionless Chu Fan, and said mockingly, "I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you're just like that."
"Hahaha..."
Zhang Wudao was very pleased to have dealt with Chu Fan so easily.
"Dad, I've finally avenged you!"
Huang Ming roared towards the sky, his expression extremely excited.
Zhang Wudao rolled his eyes, then gestured to the others, signaling them to move aside.
Since learning that Chu Fan was investigating him, Zhang Wudao had inquired about Chu Fan in various ways. Even though he was now dead, he still wanted to have a good look.
After the nine moved away, Zhang Wudao jumped into the pit, stood beside Chu Fan, and said arrogantly, "Kid, you're too green to fight me."
"Is that so?"