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I, the Destined Villain, Start by Controlling the Saint

Chapter 335 : Draw a circle to make a prison, so I’ll owe it to you first (Page 2/3)

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Everyone’s eyes were also serious, wanting to see what methods Xiao Fan would employ.

Under everyone’s curious gaze, Xiao Fan simply plucked a small twig, chose an empty spot, and drew a small three-foot square circle.

His every movement was clearly visible, with nothing special about it.

Just as others thought he was about to take the next step, Xiao Fan threw away the twig in his hand and said to Feng Yuanqing,

“Go in, I’ve drawn it.”

Not to mention the surrounding Disciples, even Feng Yuanqing found it unbelievable.

He had been expecting Xiao Fan to make a next move, perhaps setting up a Formation, or taking out a Talisman, or using a rare treasure to guard the circle.

He had thought of countless possibilities, but he never expected it to be as simple as drawing a circle.

Feng Yuanqing said seriously, “Are you sure? Don’t you need to add anything more?”

“You’ll know once you go in,” Xiao Fan said.

At this moment, Feng Yuanqing wondered if he was being overly sensitive, leading to a sensory error that made him mistake this person for a strong one.

Since things had come to this, he might as well treat it as a joke.

He looked at the ordinary small circle on the ground and casually walked over, stepping directly across it, intending to end this farce.

But the moment his foot entered the small circle, he realized something was amiss.

“So heavy!”

Feng Yuanqing’s expression changed, and he wanted to withdraw.

Unexpectedly, the moment he lifted his foot, he had already entered Xiao Fan’s trap.

The surface appeared ordinary, but inside, the Universe was churning.

Feng Yuanqing was instantly pulled in, standing perfectly upright in the center of the small circle.

One breath…

Two breaths…

Three breaths…

Ten breaths…

A hundred breaths passed, and Feng Yuanqing remained standing in the middle, motionless, as if he were being punished by standing still.

This dumbfounded his followers.

“Why isn’t Senior Brother Feng moving?”

“Wouldn’t taking one step out allow him to successfully exit?”

“How strange.”

“No, look at Senior Brother Feng’s expression. He’s too serious. When I used to spar with him, he was always relaxed and at ease; he’s never been this serious before.”

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“It seems that what that person said about drawing a circle truly has profound depths.”

The scene returned to Feng Yuanqing. He only felt his feet were as heavy as lead, as if billions of stars were pressing down on his body.

Space seemed to have solidified, making every step difficult.

Looking around, everything was pitch black, as if he was in the deep, cold expanse of outer space, with no end in sight.

He finally understood why that man had been so confident earlier.

This was not just a circle; it was clearly a vast world, an endless starry cage!

He tried to soar into the sky, using great Divine Abilities to move about.

But no matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t find a way out.

Unable to go up, he began to walk left and right.

Shrinking the ground into an inch, making a great distance seem like a mere step—he used all the escape Divine Abilities he had learned, but still, all he saw was darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, he was truly exhausted and collapsed.

…

Feng Yuanqing’s struggles appeared so comical to those outside.

“Why is Senior Brother Feng jumping up and down there?”

“Why is Senior Brother Feng circling in place? Just one more step forward and he’d be out!”

This made the Disciples anxious, wishing they could go up and pull him out.

But before they could act, they saw Feng Yuanqing sitting on the ground, panting, covered in sweat, and pale-faced.

Everyone finally realized something was wrong; Senior Brother Feng seemed to be in some kind of predicament.

“What did you do to Senior Brother Feng?” someone questioned Xiao Fan.

“Didn’t you all see what I did? I just made him enter the circle.”

“But, he…”

Everyone was speechless. Xiao Fan’s every move was unconcealed; even the small twig he used to draw the circle was broken off on the spot.

They saw everything clearly, and after he finished drawing the circle, he made no other movements. This meant that he had laid down a Divine Ability while drawing the circle.

And they hadn’t noticed it at all.

Instantly, they seemed to understand why Feng Yuanqing had suddenly spoken up, wanting to spar with the man in front of him.

He really was a Revered Master!

Xiao Fan didn’t know their thoughts, he just said to the exhausted Feng Yuanqing in the circle,

“Do you want to continue?”

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