Chapter 472, Is He a Tyrannosaurus Rex wearing Human Skin?

Translator: Silavin

 

Lu Fan made sure Ye Wuxian was at a safe distance away before he stopped looking at her and instead focused his attention on Ning Tu and Zhuang Meng.

 

Ning Tu did not reveal his Level. He just displayed Zhuang Meng’s Level to intimidate others.

 

After seeing the information above Zhuang Meng’s head, Lu Fan knew that he was not a living Player, but rather a Summon similar to a Fallen Corpse Puppet.

 

However, from this Summon’s Level, Lu Fan could deduce that Ning Tu’s Level must also be above Level 100. Otherwise, he would not have the qualifications to control a Level 100 Puppet.

 

In other words, whether it was Zhuang Meng or Ning Tu, they should both possess Divine Skills since they were both at least Level 100.

 

These two people alone could definitely destroy a Third Tier Ancient Noble Family without any problems. But for Lu Fan, these two were not even worth his attention. After all, Lu Fan had killed a Level 100 Monster before.

 

The Myriad Poison Demonic Vine was a Level 100 Epic Boss, and it was definitely stronger than Players of the same Level. Generally speaking, if Players wanted to deal with an Epic Boss of the same Level, they would need to deploy twenty same Level Players to have a chance.

 

Since even Ji Ji could kill the Myriad Poison Demonic Vine, Lu Fan naturally had no reason to fear two Level 100 Players.

 

At this time, seeming to realise that Lu Fan’s strength and status were both above Ye Wuxian’s, plus Lu Fan’s sneak attack had managed to lop off Zhuang Meng’s arm earlier, Ning Tu was wary. He did not make a sound, but a light flashed from his body and shone on Zhuang Meng.

 

Immediately, Zhuang Meng received a Buff. The Puppet made a loud roar, and black threads began to frantically surge from the wound on his right arm. These black threads soon reached out and intertwined with the severed right arm on the ground, pulling it back.

 

In the blink of an eye, the severed arm returned to Zhuang Meng’s body, and the wound had completely disappeared.

 

Lu Fan, seeming to have not noticed. Though, it could be that he had completely ignored it.

 

His eyes just coldly stared at Ning Tu.

 

Facing Lu Fan’s gaze, Ning Tu actually felt his back getting a little cold.

 

He immediately mocked himself in his mind, [Me? Get goosebumps from some boy staring at me? By someone from a Third Tier Ancient Noble Family? Damn it! If others found out about this, they would laugh their heads off!]

 

Ning Tu coughed, dispersing the nameless fear in his heart. He calmly spoke. “So you’re the Dragon Tamer? I thought you would summon an impressive Dragon, but you’ve only managed to summon a flying lizard? Brat. You’ve launched a sneak attack earlier and injured my Puppet. Do you know what consequences you’ll face!?”

 

Lu Fan gave a cold laugh, pointed at Ye Wuxian, and said. “In that case, do you know what consequences you’ll face for injuring her?”

 

“You dare talk back to me!?” Ning Tu disliked those that defied him, so Lu Fan’s words immediately made him roar with rage. “Ghost General, teach him the meaning of RESPECT!!”

 

With Ning Tu’s command, Zhuang Meng let out a roar. He raised his right fist, and smashed it toward Lu Fan.

 

At the same time, Lu Fan felt the air around him solidify. His movements were restricted, making it difficult for him to either defend or dodge. [This is a Crowd Control Skill, not a Debuff!]

 

Its essence was to solidify the air around the opponent, creating pressure. Therefore, even though Lu Fan could ignore all Debuff Effects, he was not Immune to Crowd Control Skills.

 

Moreover, this Skill was linked to their difference in Strength Attribute.

 

Previously, Ye Wuxian was Crowd Controlled by this Skill, and was unable to move.

 

But Lu Fan’s Strength Attribute far exceeded the norm thanks to the nourishment of his many Pet Dragons, especially Xing Chen. His Strength Attribute had long surpassed Ye Wuxian’s.

 

So, although he felt his movements were restricted, he could still move. He just felt like he was moving against water.

 

[Hmmm… is this Skill from his Ghost General Profession or his previous Hidden Profession, Mountain Quake? This is interesting, I guess.]

 

Lu Fan did not even look as he stretched out his hand against Zhuang Meng’s incoming fist, seemingly intending to block it with one arm.

 

Such an action made Ning Tu laugh in his heart.

 

Zhuang Meng’s punch, as a Mountain Quake, carried a Skill Effect that made him able to shatter a mountain. Even a Level 100 Knight would find it difficult to block it with one arm!

 

Ning Tu believes with this punch; half of Lu Fan’s bones would be crushed to pieces! [Showing off your Strength Attribute in front of Zhuang Meng is the height of foolishness!]

 

As Ning Tu was thinking this, a loud *boom* had already sounded.

 

But Ning Tu’s expression froze.

 

He saw that facing Zhuang Meng’s punch, Lu Fan did not move. He was still at where he initially stood, as if that punch was just a gentle breeze. As for his outstretched right hand, it had transformed into a Golden Dragon Claw.

 

This Dragon Claw was large and had firmly caught Zhuang Meng’s fist.

 

[He actually caught Zhuang Meng’s punch!?] For a moment, Ning Tu doubted his own sanity.

 

Lu Fan naturally sensed that Zhuang Meng’s punch carried the power of a Skill. It might even be a Passive.

 

Explosive forces detonated in his Dragon Claw, but facing with his Defence, these forces could be completely ignored as they could not even break through his scales.

 

“Is that all?” Lu Fan sneered, showing great disdain for the power of this pathetic punch. These simple three words made Ning Tu’s face collapse.

 

Starting from his right hand, Lu Fan’s entire body transformed. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into his Golden Dragon King Form.

 

After transforming, Lu Fan’s Strength Attribute increased by leap and bounds, making Zhuang Meng’s Crowd Control Skill negligible.

 

Now in his Golden Dragon King Form, Lu Fan directly gripped Zhuang Meng’s arm. Just by exerting a little bit of force, he easily lifted him up and slammed the Puppet hard onto the ground.

 

*Boom!*

 

Another loud sound erupted as the ground cracked and shattered with Zhuang Meng at the centre, forming a deep crater dozens of meters in diameter.

 

It was evident that this strike held considerable power.

 

Zhuang Meng was smashed to the ground, his body bent at strange angles. Clearly, many bones were broken.

 

If it were an ordinary Player, they would probably have lost all ability to fight.

 

Such a scene stunned everyone present.

 

Although Zhuang Meng was a Puppet rather than a real Player, he was still a Level 100 existence, with strength not much lower than before his death.

 

Yet, such an expert was so easily beaten into this state by Lu Fan!?

 

Was Lu Fan even Human? Maybe a Tyrannosaurus Rex wearing Human skin? No! This madman was no different from a Dragon!

 

Lu Fan released his Dragon Claw, then looked at Ning Tu again, baring his teeth with a smile while asking. “What was it you just told him to give me? Teach me the meaning of respect!?”