Chapter 57: You're All Going to Die from Overwork

  "This kid can run fast!"

  Two green-clad guards behind him suddenly changed their expressions and hastened their pace, closely pursuing Yang Fan.

  They were confident that as a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, their magical powers were far stronger than Yang Fan's, and their meridians were much longer. As long as they chased for a while, they would be able to catch up.

  Thus, the three of them, one in front and two behind, chased each other fiercely in the deep mountains, performing a thrilling running competition.

  They were all cultivators, with a stronger physique than ordinary people, and they also possessed magical powers. When they ran, their speed was much faster than that of ordinary fine horses.

  Before long, Yang Fan and his two companions had run over a hundred miles.

  Behind him stood two green-robed guards, whose bodies emitted a faint, flickering green glow, their internal energy circulating ceaselessly.

  "This kid's speed is almost on par with ours, if this continues, what are we going to do?"

  On one side of the pursuit, two green-clad guards also started talking.

  "It's not surprising, escaping might be his forte, and we didn't use our full strength either. Why don't we have a magic duel with him instead? We can exhaust him to death. With our cultivation at the later stage of Qi Refining, our magical powers are at least half deeper than his as a beginner in Qi Refining, and our breath is also longer."

  Another imperial guard in a green uniform's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea, later on we can exhaust him to death and won't even need to lift a hand. If during the duel, this kid gets mistakenly killed, the young master will definitely punish us."

  ……

  Very soon, these two green-clad guards started having new ideas again.

  Yang Fan kept a distance of over ten zhang from them, watching their conspiracy unfold before his eyes.

  "Than endurance?"

  Yang Fan's mouth corners slightly curled up, revealing a hint of mockery. He whispered in a low voice: "Heh heh, this is not a bad place to notice... After all, this place is near the 'Xiu Yu Ge', even if you leave hundreds of miles away, the spiritual energy fluctuations and treasure light produced by the battle between cultivators will easily disturb the high-ranking swordsmen flying in the sky, it's not a good place for killing and silencing."

  Thinking of this, Yang Fan's speed increased by another two points, already reaching his limit.

  In this state, the consumption of magical power is enormous.

  As soon as he accelerated, the two green-robed guards' faces changed drastically, and they gritted their teeth, mobilizing their magical powers, also increasing their speed to the limit.

  Both sides were rapidly depleting their magical powers in the intense battle.

  Yang Fan didn't have a big problem, his recovery ability was very abnormal, and he was in full knowledge mode, the life source in his body was constantly being consumed, but he could recover quickly.

  Overall, Yang Fan's consumption was slower than his recovery by a margin, and it was still relatively easy.

  However, the two green-clad guards behind him were having a much harder time, with sweat dripping down their faces and soon starting to pant heavily.

  "Brother, hold on, let's take a few more Revival Pills."

  The two persisted tirelessly, took out a medicine bottle, and actually started taking the spiritual elixir.

  Soon they began to regain their strength.

  Yang Fan was running ahead and saw them taking the Ling Dan, but he wasn't worried at all.

  Even if you take a few of these low-grade spirit pellets, their effect is limited in this extreme sprinting state.

  Excessive use of the Elixir can cause certain damage to a cultivator's body, overdraw their life force and shorten their lifespan. Once it collapses, it may even produce some unimaginable side effects.

  Hoo-hoo!

  The two people behind him were panting heavily, and although the spiritual energy was barely sufficient, their bodies could hardly withstand it.

  The passage of time bit by bit.

  Yang Fan controlled his speed, always keeping a distance of tens of meters from them, leaving a glimmer of hope in the hearts of these two people.

  And Yang Fan, in the process of running, also pretended to be out of breath, panting heavily, and even forced out a sweat.

  "Hold on, he's almost done!"

  The two behind gritted their teeth and hated Yang Fan to the bone.

  "When we catch this guy, we must give him a good beating."

  A green-clad guard spoke with a scowl.

  Hoo-hoo!

  The speed of both sides is constantly slowing down.

  Ran another two hundred miles, the speed of the two guards behind, can no longer be described as running, almost stumbling forward.

  Then running became walking, panting continuously.

  Yang Fan's mouth corners revealed a smile belonging to a winner.

  Just then, in front of the three people, a steep cliff appeared.

  Run two hundred yards further ahead and it's a precipice of ten thousand feet!

  Nowhere to run!

  This scene caused Yang Fan's face to change color.

  "Haha... kid, where are you going to run now?"

  The two behind were overjoyed, and with the remaining bit of magical power, they sped up in pursuit of Yang Fan.

  Yang Fan's eyes scanned the two of them, his body standing still on the spot, unmoving.

  "Hurry up!"

  Two men in green uniforms used all their might, with only one thought left in their minds - to catch up with the other party.

  Yang Fan turned his back on the two men, a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, in full knowledge mode, standing still, slowly recovering his magic.

  At the same time, through omniscient mode, he also grasped the state of these two people's bodies.

  Ten jō... nine jō... eight jō...

  A slight approach brought hope to the eyes of these two green-robed guards, their extremely exhausted bodies somehow squeezing out a bit of magical power and physical strength.

  Five zhang... three zhang... one zhang...

  The two of them stumbled as they walked, barely supporting their bodies, panting heavily and sweating profusely.

  One zhang!

  There's only one zhang left!

  Two people stared at Yang Fan's back, and finally realized something was wrong.

  Yang Fan stood with his back to them, standing still, facing the mountain wind, giving people a kind of illusion that could never be reached.

  "What's there to be afraid of? Charge forward! That guy definitely can't run anymore......"

  Two young guards in green uniforms ultimately lost their composure, forcibly erasing the bad premonition in their hearts and carrying some self-deceptive mentality.

  8 feet... 9 feet... 7 feet...

  The distance was unlimitedly shortened, and Yang Fan's figure had already reached a point where he could be touched by hand.

  Three feet... two feet... one foot...

  Let's get started!

  The two pairs of eyes burst out with the last bit of radiance and reached out together towards Yang Fan.

  At this moment, they didn't even have a bit of magical power left, and could only use their most primitive physical strength.

  "Alas!"

  Yang Fan let out a light sigh and didn't move his hands, he just squatted down, as if very tired, planning to squat down and rest for a moment.

  However, his sudden crouch left the two people behind him grasping at nothing.

  A flower appeared in front of him, and Yang Fan had already disappeared from his line of sight.

  The last thread of thought in their minds no longer existed, these two were physically and magically exhausted, without any power.

  Plop! Plop!

  Two Qi-refining stage cultivators in green robes fell to the ground, softly groaning, their eyes showing a hint of confusion and regret.

  "Haha, you two, your courage is commendable."

  Yang Fan walked in front of the two green-clad guards, beaming with praise.

  "Ah!"

  Two men in green uniforms stared at Yang Fan with their eyes wide and mouths agape, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

  At this moment, Yang Fan had a carefree and relaxed demeanor, standing there lazily, without any hint of exhaustion.

  "This... how is this possible..."

  The two of them were stunned and almost didn't dare to believe the reality in front of their eyes.

  A low-ranking cultivator in the initial stage of Qi refinement, without taking any spiritual medicine, relying solely on physical strength, actually exhausted two cultivators in the later stage of Qi refinement to death.

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