Chapter 45 - Intercepting to Kill
“Senior Brother Gu Zhan actually... lost!”
“Am I dreaming? How could Senior Brother Gu Zhan possibly lose to Chen Fan?”
“W-what? Chen Fan's cultivation is clearly weaker than Senior Brother Gu Zhan's, and he even fell at a significant disadvantage! How did he suddenly unleash such power and defeat Senior Brother Gu Zhan?”
“What robust primeval qi, what terrifying strength, what terrifying physicality... He became so strong after getting struck by lightning? Why didn’t I get struck?”
“With this, isn't he guaranteed a spot in the top 100 and maybe even have a chance to compete for the top 10 among the outer disciples?” The initial posting of this chapter occurred via N0v3l.B11n.
Loud exclamations filled the air. Everyone was in disbelief.
Defeating Sun Youwei with a single punch was surely incredible, but watching him turn the tables and defeat Gu Zhan from a desperate situation left them completely dumbfounded, their eyes wide and mouths agape.
Chen Fan naturally heard the crowd’s discussions. He also felt their burning gazes. In the past, he would have reveled in the attention and basked in the glory of such a grand event.
However, his heart now remained calm, undisturbed like still water. He calmly walked off the fighting arena.
“Fei Kuang, this kid sure can fight,” the Jade-Faced Playboy, He Junyang, remarked with a smile.
A cold glint flashed in Fei Kuang's eyes. The corners of his lips curled into a faint smile as he replied, “That’s better. It’ll be more fun that way. It would be too dull if he were just a weakling I could easily defeat. If I face him in the future, I'll take my time toying with him.”
“Hehe, that guy Gu Zhan is really useless. Nothing but trash,” said He Junyang with contempt.
Fei Kuang’s expression turned cold. His voice filled with killing intent, he said, “He dares to disrespect me. I won't let him get away with it. He should thank his stars that he got eliminated. Otherwise, I would have definitely taken his life in the arena.”
“Alright, guys, let's wrap it up. The first phase of the grand competition is officially over. Our Heaven’s Alliance did well, with 273 advancing to the next phase. The second phase kicks off in three days, and I'm hoping our alliance will take half of the top 100 spots,” Zhong Li remarked as he casually strolled over.
The group swiftly stood up and left the plaza with an air of grandeur, creating quite a commotion among the onlookers.
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The night air was refreshingly cool, and the moonlight cast a silver glow. A gentle breeze wafted in through the windows.
He had heard many stories of people soaring to the skies in one go.
These stories often involved the protagonist surviving a fall from a cliff, stumbling upon a hidden cavern by chance, and obtaining unparalleled martial arts or treasures that propelled them to become experts.
Unfortunately, someone had been waiting for this very moment. As soon as Chen Fan left the Spring Autumn Sect, the news reached Sun Wenshan.
“You little bastard, you dare kill my son. I will make him pay with his blood. I'll twist his head off and kick it around like a ball! He left the sect? This is truly a heaven-sent opportunity!!”
Icy cold killing intent rose from Sun Wenshan. He flitted, resembling a roc spreading its wings, as he soared into the sky and disappeared from the Spring Autumn Sect.
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On a winding mountain path, Chen Fan ran with nimble steps, almost as if he were flying. His figure flickered between rocks and trees, displaying the agility of a monkey.
“Kiki.”
Xiaobai also became lively now that they weren’t in the sect, seemingly enjoying the journey, screeching happily without pause.
Chen Fan abruptly stopped, his gaze fixed on a boulder ahead on the mountain path. Someone stood there, their robe billowing in the wind, exuding a powerful aura.
“Sun Wenshan!”
Chen Fan’s pupils contracted violently upon seeing him. His hair stood on end, a dark cloud of foreboding looming over him.
He had left the sect discreetly; unexpectedly, Sun Wenshan learned of Chen Fan's departure and had been waiting for him at the passageway leading outside.
“You’re finally here, you little bastard. You made me wait half an hour!”
Wenshan's gaze pierced Chen Fan like a sharp sword, causing a stinging sensation on his skin. An invisible pressure enveloped him, making it difficult for him to catch his breath.
He had firsthand experience of the immense power of a Qi Grandmaster.
Over half a month ago, he had been as feeble as an ant when facing Zhong Li, who could have easily crushed him to death.
Zhong Li had only recently become a Qi Grandmaster, but Sun Wenshan was a seasoned Qi Grandmaster whose strength surpassed Zhong Li's.
They were Qi Grandmasters, but there was a significant disparity in their levels and strengths.