Chapter 1368 - The Crowd Astonished

Chapter 1368 - The Crowd Astonished

Chen Fan opened his hand. The sword light raged wildly—thrashing, struggling, yet failing to escape. It looked almost like a mischievous child, but as he slowly closed his palm, the light was crushed and shattered piece by piece.

This scene caused the hearts of countless people to squeeze violently.

“Heavens, I thought Xing Qian’s Battle Celestial Sword would give Chen Fan real trouble. But this... It couldn’t even break through his defense. Just what kind of martial arts has Chen Fan practiced to become this powerful?”

“It’s truly unfathomable. Xing Qian may have claimed that his sword art was a legacy he stumbled upon in some forgotten ruins, but that’s not the truth. This blade hails from a mysterious sect, handed down since ancient times. Every generation of its successors produced a world-shaking expert whose sword art stood unrivaled. Xing Qian’s talent and strength are far from ordinary, yet Chen Fan easily broke his ultimate move.”

“So Chen Fan’s physique being as strong as an immortal artifact wasn’t just a rumor? It was a fact!”

Stunned silence swept through the crowd.

It would have been one thing if Chen Fan had merely neutralized the attack. However, he had actually grabbed the sword light and crushed it with his bare hand. The impact of that act was immeasurable.

They were all well aware of the might of the Battle Celestial Sword. They never thought that Chen Fan would face it like this. It was completely unexpected.

None here doubted the sword arts’ power. What they witnessed today was no fault of the sword—it was Chen Fan’s physique, impossibly tough, strong enough to reduce the sword’s brilliance to fragments. Even if he was not exactly an immortal artifact, he could not be far from it.

Due to this, many people were curious about how Chen Fan had trained himself.

“Didn’t you say you were going to teach me a lesson? Is that the extent of your abilities?” Chen Fan sneered coldly, “The Battle Celestial Sword is nothing special. If this is all you’re capable of, then I will be the one teaching you a lesson!”

“Damn it, how dare you insult me and my Battle Celestial Sword, you bastard. You’re getting ahead of yourself!” Xing Qian flew into a rage. The sword light in his hand tore through the sky once more, slashing toward Chen Fan. Wherever it passed, the air shattered and collapsed, leaving behind a terrifying vacuum; from afar, it looked as though entire pockets of the heavens had caved in.

“It seems like you’re a one-trick pony, using the same move again and again. Did you really think your one move could dominate the sky in front of me? You’re overthinking! Since that is the case, this will be the end!” Chen Fan shouted. He was no longer interested in playing with Xing Qian and punched, causing heaven and earth to tremble violently under his fists.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sweeping sword light shattered like fragile glass.

Thump, thump, thump!

Chen Fan’s momentum was unstoppable like the tide. He pressed forward step by step, like an ancient battle god marching with an invisible army at his back; the sheer weight of his advance shook the hearts of all who watched.

His fists destroyed everything. No matter how much Xing Qian used his Battle Celestial Sword, his iron fists blasted the layers of sword light into bits, sending a sound that resembled crystals shattering, echoing.

The sky filled with sword lights, yet none could halt Chen Fan’s advance. His fists seemed to exist in a realm of their own, unmatched and absolute, and in the blink of an eye, he stood before Xing Qian.

He sent his iron fists blasting toward Xing Qian, producing a deafening, furious roar in space like cannon fire.

Xing Qian felt like what was coming his way weren’t Chen Fan’s fists, but the heavens and earth. The aura pressed down on him, suffocating, despair-inducing, inescapable.

Still, Xing Qian was no ordinary cultivator; he was a genius who had survived hundreds of battles. Forcing down the flood of dread, he retreated frantically, swinging the ancient sword in wild arcs to block Chen Fan’s terrifying punch.

At this time, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that Chen Fan’s physique was no different from a low-grade immortal artifact.

Chen Fan seemed no different from a humanoid immortal artifact, possessing not only the sharpness and resilience of such a treasure but also the ability to unleash devastating martial arts, merging offense and defense into one unstoppable body.

Clang, clang, clang!

Streaks of sword light struck Chen Fan’s fist, sending sparks flying everywhere, but they shattered apart like eggs smashing into a rock.

“I don’t believe it. Even if your physique is incomparably tough, my cultivation level is higher than yours. I’ll suppress you to death!” Xing Qian roared, eyes blazing with fury. Chen Fan pressed close, relentless as a shadow, his oppressive aura smothering Xing Qian’s every breath, leaving him nearly mad with frustration.

When had Xing Qian ever been pushed so far? Forced to dodge only, unable to counterattack?

He stopped retreating. With a vicious look in his eyes, he pounced at Chen Fan, reckless as a moth to a flame.

“Die!”

“You’re finally not dodging, huh!”

Chen Fan remained calm and clashed with Xing Qian.

Boom, boom, boom!

In an instant, the two collided like crashing meteorites, unleashing a storm that shook heaven and earth.

Chen Fan’s punches and kicks seemed to carry world-destroying power. The ancient sword in Xing Qian’s hand was a low-grade immortal artifact with unparalleled power. For a time, the two forces clashed back and forth, their duel dazzling the crowd, stealing the breath of everyone watching.

“What a terrifying clash. Chen Fan really has the combat strength of the top ten!”

“Yeah, his physique is truly terrifying. He’s practically an immortal artifact himself, clashing head-on with Xing Qian’s ancient sword immortal artifact. Just watching them is enough to give me goosebumps.”

“No wonder Chen Fan dealt with Chen Wang so easily, and Wang Ba only held on for ten moves. Chen Fan’s strength has already reached the level of people like Xing Qian.”

The fight left countless people shaken. Their hearts rose and fell with their every clash.

“How is this possible? How could this little bastard possibly be a match for Xing Qian?”

“Damn it! How could this happen? Shouldn’t this be a one-sided beating by Xing Qian? Why has it turned out like this?”

“If we had known he’d become this strong, we should have crippled him a year and a half ago. Instead, we let a tiger cub grow into a true threat.”

The expressions of the Hua Alliance’s members were horrid.

Among the Hua Alliance’s low-class disciples, Xing Qian was second only to Ye Kuang.

They had thought victory was guaranteed with Xing Qian taking action, yet the battle was veering in a completely different direction.

And then, a thought surfaced in their hearts: Xing Qian might actually lose.

As soon as this thought occurred to them, they themselves were stunned by it.