Chapter 1353 of 1684
Chapter 1353 - Chen Fan Strikes
Chapter 1353 - Chen Fan Strikes
“What is the outcome?”
“Who won?”
“It should be Wang Ba...”
Countless people murmured. The violent primeval qi slowly dispersed, the battlefield clearing before their eyes.
At last, the scene came into view: the two figures stood locked in stalemate, suspended in the air.
At the critical moment, Huang Wuji had raised his purple-gold battle halberd, stopping Wang Ba’s spear just inches from his forehead.
“My god, Huang Wuji blocked Wang Ba’s bombardment again. It’s unbelievable.”
“I never expected things to turn out this way. Incredible. I thought Wang Ba’s overwhelming strength would crush him easily, but instead, this... Wang Ba’s reputation is ruined!”
“That’s right. Earlier, he demanded that Huang Wuji kowtow and apologize, offering to take him in as a servant. Now, he can’t even defeat him. Isn’t this the greatest slap to his own face?”
𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Suddenly, Huang Wuji’s face flushed crimson. A mouthful of blood sprayed out, his aura flickering as he staggered back.
Pfft!
“In the end, Wang Ba still holds the advantage.”
“That goes without saying. His cultivation level and strength are much higher than Huang Wuji's.”
The crowd finally understood: Huang Wuji had blocked the strike, but not without cost. Even so, when word of this battle spread, Huang Wuji’s name would shake the world.
Huff! Huff!
Blood dripping from his lips, Huang Wuji still stood tall, straight as a spear, his fighting spirit unbroken.
Wang Ba wanted him to kneel and apologize. How could he ever submit?
Wang Ba’s face darkened, ugly and stormy, as if ink could drip from his expression.
Earlier, he had been unreasonably aggressive, disregarding Huang Wuji and even demanding that he kneel and apologize. That was supposed to be him giving Huang Wuji a chance, but what happened in the end?
Huang Wuji slapped his face loudly and clearly for all to see.
“Damn it! Go to hell!”
Wang Ba could not restrain his anger.
When had he been humiliated like this before?
Today, Wang Ba suffered utter humiliation at Huang Wuji’s hands. He could no longer contain himself.
Rage consumed him.
Under countless watching eyes, if he failed to crush Huang Wuji, what face did he have to continue cultivating in the Featherlight Sect?
Boom!
He drew back his spear and followed up with another terrifying strike. The spear drew a horrifying scene in the void, as if piercing the very heavens.
Huang Wuji’s expression turned grave. He hurriedly raised his purple-gold battle halberd to block.
Another earth-shaking collision rang out; the void itself cracked apart.
Huang Wuji spewed blood as he was pushed back from the shock. Wang Ba strode forth majestically, thrusting his spear once more, its power like the collapse of heaven and earth.
“
Uegh, uegh, uegh
.”
Huang Wuji staggered, coughing blood with every retreat. Yet his eyes burned with unshaken resolve. Fear never once crossed his face as he blocked Wang Ba’s relentless bombardment.
“Die, die, die for me!
“What right does a country bumpkin like you have to resist me? What qualifications do you have to stand before me?
“Kneel down! Kneel! Kneel! If I tell you to kneel, you kneel! You are not worthy to stand at my level!”
Wang Ba attacked Huang Wuji wildly as if he had gone crazy. Every move from him was ruthless, each thrust of his spear fatal.
Facing Wang Ba’s attacks, Huang Wuji continued to defend but was still gradually pushed back.
He was no match for Wang Ba after all. Although he could resist Wang Ba’s attacks, as time went on, his weakness, which was his lack of cultivation, became evident.
Wang Ba’s foundation, his background, far outstripped anything Huang Wuji possessed. To endure this long was already an honor, even if defeat was inevitable.
“Go to hell!”
Suddenly, Wang Ba roared furiously, his eyes slightly bloodshot. His aura was like the sea, and his spear seemed to have turned into an evil dragon emerging from the sea, stabbing ruthlessly toward Huang Wuji.
Wang Ba’s attack had just knocked Huang Wuji back, making him cough up more blood. His strength was drained, his primeval qi in disarray. He had no time left to defend himself.
“Not good!” Chen Fan’s expression immediately changed, and he made a move.
Rumble!
The space shook. An enormous hand that obscured the sky swept across, releasing overwhelming demonic qi, and smashed toward Wang Ba.
Wang Ba was surprised and frantically changed his move. He abruptly retracted his spear aimed at Huang Wuji and stabbed the oncoming Hand of Demon.
Boom, tch!
A terrifying storm swept out, pushing Wang Ba three steps back.
“Who? Who is it? Show yourself!”
Wang Ba was enraged.
That earlier attack would have heavily injured Huang Wuji, but someone unexpectedly intervened to save him.
Spear in hand, Wang Ba swept his cold gaze across the surroundings, searching for the intruder.
Swish!
A figure shot out from behind the crowd, cutting through the wind, and landed beside Huang Wuji.
Chen Fan ignored Wang Ba; instead, he asked with concern, “How are you feeling, First Senior Brother?”
Huang Wuji shook his head and said, “I’m fine.”
“That’s good, then. Leave the rest to me. It seems defeating Lin Heng wasn’t enough. Someone still dares to jump out and cause trouble. Today, I’ll crush him completely.”
Murderous intent seeped into every syllable.
Wang Ba’s pupils shrank. He had already guessed, but hearing the voice confirmed it. “Who are you?” he demanded, spear trembling faintly in his grip.
Chen Fan’s gaze fell on Wang Ba, calm, indifferent, without sorrow or joy. “Weren’t you looking everywhere for me? What, you don’t even recognize me?”
“You’re Chen Fan!” Wang Ba’s eyes widened in shock. Killing intent flickered within.
“That’s right. I’ve come. Now tell me. How do you wish to die?”
“What arrogance!” Killing intent surged from Wang Ba. “Fine, you came at the right time. That trash was only bait to lure you out. Since you’re here, he’s useless now!”
“
Hmph
, what guts you have. It seems like Lin Heng’s death hasn’t served as a warning to you. You still dare to provoke me. Fine, I’ll use you to establish my might today, Wang Ba!”
“Damn you!”
Wang Ba trembled violently. A terrifying aura swept out as he glared at Chen Fan angrily and said, “You bastard, you still dare to mention Lin Heng in front of me? How dare you?! How dare you kill my best friend!”
“
Hmph
! Afraid? Hardly. Lin Heng was nothing. And you. Provoke me, and I’ll kill you too.”
Chen Fan’s words caused Wang Ba’s vision to turn completely red. A terrifying, murderous aura swept out like a raging wave, sending a chill through the crowd.
“
Ahhh
, you damned bastard, you’re courting death!”
His words tipped Wang Ba over the edge. He moved in an instant, shooting forth like he had teleported and appeared in front of Chen Fan, thrusting his spear toward Chen Fan’s head.