Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 376 - Displaying One’s Ability

“What?”

“How is this possible? Swift Blade Lin Qi couldn't even land a single blow on him!”

“Heavens, that's what lightning-fast really means."

“He killed Swift Blade Lin Qi instantly with a single stroke...”

“......”

The crowd had witnessed how Chen Fan killed Lin Qi instantly with a single stroke; Lin Qi couldn’t even react to the attack. Their hearts tightened as if someone had grabbed hold of it, their breathing ragged.

That was Swift Blade Lin Qi, a ninth-level expert.

Among the core disciples gathered nearby, Yuan Kun’s aura erupted uncontrollably at Lin Qi’s death.

Bang!

His seat immediately exploded into smithereens as his cold killing intent surged.

But Yuan Kun wasn't alone in his fury. Every member of Heaven's Alliance present felt an overwhelming desire to tear Chen Fan apart as he calmly returned to his seat after the battle.

Chen Fan completely ignored their murderous gazes.

Yuan Kun’s face turned white in anger, fuming from his seven orifices. He lost control of his aura and he turned his head around. He ordered the several alliance members at the ninth level behind him, “Damn it! Damn it! You guys, shred him to pieces if you encounter him!”

These people were all executives of Heaven’s Alliance and much stronger than Lin Qi.

Two of them were at the peak of the ninth level. Their cultivations were robust, comparable to Illusory Core realm experts with ten to twenty percent solid core.

“Rest assured. If I’m matched against him, I won’t even give him the chance to go to hell!” declared a man clad in black, his eyes blazing with thunderous intensity.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the center of his palms—Thunderbolt Hands, Liu Wuxiang!

The martial arts competition continued.

At this stage, only core disciples of the four great sects were left. Every one of them was incredibly strong, possessing great skills and unmatched combat strength.

Unless there was a huge difference in strength, a battle would not be decided in a short amount of time, so hour-long fights were common.

Every participant left now was a proud genius of some sect, with exceptional talents. They had all stumbled upon some huge opportunities. Many eyes were gathered upon them.

Every battle was being followed closely, as not many participants were left in the competition.

After Chen Fan cleaved Lin Qi, his following opponents were all at the eighth or the ninth level, but none could stop his advance. The battle would end as soon as he drew his sword.

The crowd observed as Chen Fan steadily marched toward the finals, his unstoppable progress sparking fervent discussions and a myriad of emotions.

“He’s too strong. Chen Fan is truly too strong!”

“That’s right. Even ninth-level experts can’t withstand a single sword from him. Victory is certain once his sword light descends from above. It’s simply bizarre.”

“I wonder what kind of fortunate encounters Chen Fan stumbled upon. It hasn’t even been two years, yet he is already at the ninth level. It’s mind-boggling.”

“I heard someone stole Senior Brother Duan Jingtian’s Fountain of Life. I wonder if that rumor’s true.”

“Tch, the Fountain of Life is indeed precious, but even if he stole Senior Brother Duan Jingtian’s Fountain of Life, it’s impossible to reach this point with just that. I’m sure he came across other miraculous opportunities.”

“......”

A year and a half ago, Chen Fan and Duan Jingtian had set a three-year agreement. Everyone in the entire Spring Autumn Sect had mocked Chen Fan, saying that he was courting his own death and being an attention seeker.

However, that was no longer the prevalent view.

Chen Fan had improved too quickly.

In just a year and a half, a Qi Grandmaster had become a Yuanfu realm expert at the ninth level. Who could confidently say he wouldn't reach the ninth level of the Core Formation realm in the remaining year and a half?

A saying echoed in many minds: Life is unpredictable. Never underestimate the youth.

Chen Fan did not notice how the crowd’s gaze had changed. He only had a single thought in mind: get first place in the martial arts competition.

A guiding aura came from his token again.

He stood up from his seat and leaped forth, entering the battlefield.

“Look, it’s Chen Fan’s turn to fight again.”

“Hmm? His opponent for this round is Mountain River Sect’s Flying Battle King, Zhang Chi!”

The crowd narrowed their eyes.

Flying Battle King Zhang Chi was more famous than Swift Blade Lin Qi.

“Kid, your luck ends here. Any last words?” Zhang Chi, tall and lean with narrow eyes, questioned. He was at the peak of the ninth level.

Chen Fan glanced at him indifferently and said, “Just one thing. You’re no match for me. Spare yourself the humiliation and withdraw."

“Kid, you’re too arrogant!” Zhang Chi exploded in anger. His eyes went wide and round, and his cultivation erupted. “Flying Battle Art, Sky Destruction!”

Rumble!

Zhang Chi unleashed an overwhelming aura akin to a deity or a titan, capable of crushing mountains with each breath. His power far surpassed that of Swift Blade Lin Qi.

As he made his move, it was like a storm, collapsing mountains and overturning seas, obscuring the sun and the moon.

However, just as his aura climbed to its peak, the instant he struck out, a shocking sword light suddenly descended, splitting the sky. An attack came slashing down, like a god was tearing the sky open.

“I told you to surrender, but you just wouldn’t listen. I have no choice but to make a move and open your eyes,” said Chen Fan indifferently.

Zhang Chi's formidable aura faltered like a mouse facing a cat or white snow meeting sunlight—shattered and dispersed without a trace beneath the streak of sword light.

A bloody gash appeared on him as he flew back, spewing large mouthfuls of blood as he crashed onto the ground, his complexion drained of color, eyes vacant.

“Just why?” Chen Fan looked at Zhang Chi and shook his head. It was a stark example of the consequences of ignoring wise counsel.

The crowd was dazed, unable to believe what they had seen.

Even the renowned Flying Battle King Zhang Chi fell to a single blow!

Sounds of swallowing saliva rang out repeatedly.

Gulp! Gulp! “This bastard...”

Yuan Kun and the other Heaven’s Alliance members were stunned, and their scalps went numb at the sight.

The aggressive Heaven's Alliance executives, who had earlier decided to teach Chen Fan a lesson, now hesitated

They were all ninth-level Yuanfu realm experts, but their fame and strength were a little lacking compared to Zhang Chi. Even he couldn’t withstand an attack from Chen Fan. If they were to go against him...

“Liu Wuxiang, are you confident if you’re matched against him?” Yuan Kun asked.

Liu Wuxiang clenched his fists, a light shining in his eyes. “Of course!”

“Alright, then all of you, aside from Liu Wuxiang, surrender right away if you encounter him!” Yuan Kun instructed.

The others nodded one after another.

Their grievances with Chen Fan were deep-seated. If they faced him, they knew they'd likely meet the same fate as Lin Qi.

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