Top-tier Unruly Master-Chapter 1772 - 1809: I Want to Test You

At this moment, Ding Fan looked at the majestic palaces in front of him, and a trace of hatred gradually appeared in his eyes. Were it not for this Wild Wolf Gang, the Great Ocean Sect would not have ended up like this today. Everything was caused by the Wild Wolf Gang.

"Wild Wolf Gang, just you wait. If I don’t repay this blood debt, I swear I’m not a man!"

Ding Fan let out a cold snort in his heart, then grabbed Zhang Heng beside him and walked deeper inside.

One had to admit, Ding Fan was truly daring. Even though he ventured into the Wild Wolf Gang alone, his face showed not the slightest unease, but rather a calm demeanor, as if he had visited this Wild Wolf Gang numerous times.

"Senior, ahead is where our Wild Wolf Gang’s ordinary disciples practice martial arts. Look at us..."

At this moment, Zhang Heng pointed at a slightly secluded palace ahead and spoke, his face full of hesitation. To be honest, his mood was very complicated now; he wanted Ding Fan to be caught, but also feared that if Ding Fan were caught, all his little secrets would be exposed.

Colluding with the enemy and trespassing on forbidden grounds were both capital offenses punishable by death. Thinking of this, Zhang Heng spoke to Ding Fan with great concern.

He was currently trying to choose a path for Ding Fan with the least number of people, to avoid as much contact with Wild Wolf Gang members as possible.

At this moment, as Ding Fan listened to Zhang Heng, a sense of curiosity arose in his heart. To be honest, Ding Fan was very curious about this mysterious and powerful Wild Wolf Gang. With this thought, he spoke to Zhang Heng:

"Alright! Then let’s go check it out!"

Listening to Ding Fan, Zhang Heng’s mouth gaped wide, his face full of disbelief. Others would avoid such situations at all costs, but Ding Fan actually wanted to confront it voluntarily.

Most importantly, Ding Fan wasn’t afraid to die, but Zhang Heng couldn’t afford to risk his own life. If Ding Fan were discovered in the process, Zhang Heng didn’t care whether Ding Fan survived, but his own life would be in grave danger.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng anxiously said to Ding Fan:

"Senior, I think we should take another path. The way ahead is too dangerous, with so many people. If seniors are discovered, it wouldn’t be good."

As Ding Fan listened to Zhang Heng, his lips slightly curved. To be honest, Ding Fan was very clear about Zhang Heng’s thoughts, but he had his own plans. If he didn’t scout out all the arrangements and layout within Wild Wolf Gang this time, it wouldn’t be so easy when Long Ren and the others came next time.

Thinking of this, Ding Fan’s eyes suddenly widened, instantly releasing an undeniable aura, and he said to Zhang Heng:

"We’re going there to have a look!"

Speaking, Ding Fan ignored Zhang Heng’s obstruction and walked towards the direction of the palace by himself. At this time, Zhang Heng looked at Ding Fan’s reckless demeanor, feeling a sense of helplessness. He sighed in resignation and then followed.

"Senior, wait for me, senior."

At this moment, on the towering peak, a group of people dressed in black robes stood in front of the hall. Everyone held a steel knife in their hands, emitting a chilling aura, and many of the steel knives still had traces of unremovable blood.

"Kill, brothers!"

On both sides of the hall, the people in black robes split into two, and at this moment they lifted the steel knives in their hands and charged at the opponent. The scenes looked exceptionally bloody; with each clash, some black-robed individuals injured fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

At this moment, Ding Fan was crouching on a corner of the hill, his eyes fixed intently on the scene before him, a grave expression crossing his face.

"Who are these people?"

Ding Fan slowly turned his head at this moment and looked at Zhang Heng beside him.

At this moment, Zhang Heng’s face revealed a look of fear. After slightly calming his mood, he spoke to Ding Fan:

"They are our Wild Wolf Gang’s secret organization—Wolf Killers!"

Upon hearing Zhang Heng, Ding Fan’s eyelids twitched slightly, and he pointed at the battling black-robed individuals and asked Zhang Heng slowly:

"Is this how they usually train?"

As Ding Fan spoke, Zhang Heng’s body trembled uncontrollably. After calming his nerves a bit, he said fearfully to Ding Fan:

"Yes, this is their usual training method. Our leader said he wants a group of killing machines who can and dare to kill. Only then can they grow through practice."

After Ding Fan heard what Zhang Heng said, he couldn’t help but curse under his breath, "Pervert," but it was precisely this training method that led to Wild Wolf Gang’s formidable strength, which crushed many smaller gangs.

"Are they your Wild Wolf Gang’s hidden strength?"

Upon listening to Ding Fan’s question, a serious expression flashed across Zhang Heng’s face. After a brief pause, he shook his head at Ding Fan and said:

"No, I heard from the older members of the gang that there seems to be another hidden force, extremely powerful, which only the leader can access."

As Ding Fan listened to Zhang Heng, he couldn’t help but take a sharp breath in amazement. To be honest, he had never imagined that these so-called Wolf Killers in front of him weren’t even the true strength of Wild Wolf Gang. Just thinking about the hidden strength Zhang Heng spoke of made Ding Fan’s heart tremble.

"Is this not the true strength of the Wild Wolf Gang?"

At this moment, after mumbling softly to himself, Ding Fan’s eyes suddenly burst forth with an excited and combative glow. To be honest, Ding Fan was just such a person; he grew stronger as his opponents did. No matter what kind of enemy stood before him, Ding Fan never gave up the courage in his heart.

"Let’s go! Let’s go up and have a look!"

Ding Fan waved a hand at Zhang Heng, ready to rush towards those black-robed people. At this moment, Ding Fan’s heart unexpectedly harbored a hint of restlessness; he wanted to test the combat prowess of the so-called Wolf Killers.

Upon hearing Ding Fan’s voice, Zhang Heng’s eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief as he looked at Ding Fan, then shouted loudly at Ding Fan:

"Are you out of your mind? You still want to go up and see? You should know those are Wolf Killers. They won’t care whether or not you’re from the Wild Wolf Gang; anyone they see will fall within their target range."

Listening to Zhang Heng’s words, Ding Fan’s lips curved into a faint smile, and a flash of excitement crossed his face as he muttered to himself:

"Oh? In that case, I want to see for myself even more."

As he spoke, Ding Fan’s footsteps began to move, his figure flickered, and before long, Ding Fan was just within a short distance from the Wolf Killers.

At this moment, Zhang Heng watched Ding Fan with an expression that was utterly convinced Ding Fan was crazy. However, Zhang Heng still held a hope in his heart—hoping the Wolf Killers might kill Ding Fan.

Ding Fan seemed to disregard his current location and was soon within the vicinity of the Wolf Killers. The ongoing fight on the scene was intense, with more than half of the people already lying on the ground.

Seeing the blood-soaked scene on the ground, Ding Fan couldn’t help but furrow his brows tightly. Even though he had witnessed many brutal scenes, Ding Fan was still shocked by the bloody spectacle before him.

Keep in mind, this was just the ordinary training for the Wolf Killers. It’s unimaginable; once they truly charge into the battlefield, they might indeed become like a pack of hungry wolves, wantonly slaughtering.

Before long, Ding Fan’s presence on the battlefield had been noticed by the Wolf Killers team members. Ding Fan was wearing a human skin mask on his face.

He appeared like an ordinary middle-aged man, a bit silly. Despite the bloody happenings on the scene, Ding Fan remained dazed, standing in place, just staring at them blankly.

"This is truly interesting!"

At this moment, Ding Fan’s hoarse, disguised voice emerged from his throat again, and all the Wolf Killers team members, initially not paying attention to Ding Fan, turned their heads towards him.

Seeing Ding Fan idling there, everyone’s faces showed a trace of astonishment, then transitioned to expressions of anger.

Because Ding Fan’s actions undoubtedly constituted a declaration of war against them. A Wolf Killers team member, with a grim smile on his face, said to Ding Fan:

"Hey! Don’t you know our rules? When the Wolf Killers train, unrelated individuals must leave at once, or else they have the right to kill them."

Listening to this Wolf Killers member’s threat, Ding Fan’s lips curled into a scornful smile, eyes narrowed slightly, then he said to the team member in a slow, eerie voice:

"I know, but... I want to see just how formidable you really are!"

As he spoke, a sharp aura instantly emanated from Ding Fan’s eyes, causing all nearby Wolf Killers team members to momentarily pause.

But soon, their faces broke into wild laughter, pointing at Ding Fan, full of disdain.

"You, with your arrogance? Hahaha, really audacious. Do you know the kind of training we’ve undergone might be something you’ve never experienced in your lifetime."

While speaking, the Wolf Killers team members gestured with their steel blades, dripping with not yet dried blood.

Meanwhile, Ding Fan acted as if he hadn’t heard anything, lips arching slightly, then speaking slowly to the multitude of Wolf Killers members opposite:

"Annoying!"

Ding Fan’s face also revealed a hint of impatience. To be honest, his actions today arose from curiosity, wanting to test the strength of the Wolf Killers team members, but unexpectedly elicited a wave of mockery from everyone.

With a slight tilt of his lips, Ding Fan spoke to the surrounding Wolf Killers team members with disdain:

"I initially thought the Wolf Killers team members were ruthless and decisive heroes. Unexpectedly, it’s just a pack of glib-tongued kids. Looks like I’ve overestimated you."

Upon hearing Ding Fan’s mockery, the Wolf Killers team exploded in rage. The first team member who pointed his blade at Ding Fan, spoke coldly:

"Oh, seems like we have another one here to throw his life away. In that case, brothers, let’s use him for practice today!"

As he spoke, the steel blade in the Wolf Killers team member’s hand pointed straight at Ding Fan, exuding waves of Cold Qi. Drops of Blood Drop began dripping slowly from the tip of the blade, evoking dread.

All the Wolf Killers members still standing watched Ding Fan with eyes full of frosty Cold Qi, as if Ding Fan was already a dead man.