Chapter 1367 - Battle Celestial Sword

“Look! Look! Chen Fan and Xing Qian are about to fight each other!”

“My god, this feels like a preview of the top ten battles. An early showdown!”

“Yes, regardless of whether it’s Xing Qian or Chen Fan, both have the strength to claim a top-ten spot. This clash will be nothing short of spectacular.”

“Interesting. Two top ten candidates have met so soon; the loser won’t go beyond the top one thousand.”

“Right, the rewards for the top one thousand and ten are worlds apart.”

Countless gazes locked onto the battlefield with Chen Fan and Xing Qian. Currently, they were the absolute center of attention.

Two seeds of the top ten were about to clash; that alone was enough to set the crowd’s blood racing.

“Good! I didn’t expect Xing Qian to run into him. He must teach that bastard a ruthless lesson, avenge Chen Wang, and let him taste the power of our alliance!”

The Hua Alliance members stomped their feet and cheered, their confidence brimming.

To them, Chen Fan was no match for Xing Qian; once the battle began, they would watch Xing Qian crush him into the ground.

Xing Qian’s gaze was ice; his voice, colder still.

“Chen Fan, you damned son of a bitch, how dare you reject our invitation and even beat Chen Wang. Now, you shall pay for your actions!”

Chen Fan’s actions had disgraced the Hua Alliance. Xing Qian had no choice but to restore its honor.

Chen Fan stared back at Xing Qian with equal coldness and said icily, “Pay for my actions? No, you will pay the price! What I took from Chen Wang was just interest. You, Xing Qian, are the principal.”

Xing Qian laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke and said, “Hahahaha, how ridiculous! You think you can defeat me? Just because you defeated Chen Wang, you believe yourself my equal? How naïve!”

“Is it that unrealistic, though?” Chen Fan remained expressionless, and his voice remained as icy as ever. “Let’s see if you can still laugh later.”

“

Hmph

, I’ve seen countless arrogant fools, but you’re the first to show such arrogance toward us! That seals your fate. Ye Kuang doesn’t even need to act. I alone can end you!”

“Cut the nonsense. Let’s fight!”

Chen Fan’s gaze hardened, unwilling to waste another word. His aura surged like a storm-tossed sea, roaring upward as though it could touch the heavens.

“

Hmph

, fine, a peasant from barbaric lands like you doesn’t count for anything. Today, I, Xing Qian, will knock your ignorance out of you. Defeating trash like Wang Ba and Lin Heng means nothing. You’re still unworthy to stand before the Hua Alliance!”

As his voice fell, Xing Qian opened his hand. A sword materialized in his grasp, humming with a piercing cry. Streams of sword qi erupted, fierce enough to tear the world apart in a single strike.

His sword contained only the purest sword intent, untainted and unadorned.

His sword was just a sword, and he was only a pure sword cultivator.

With a sword in hand, the world was in his grasp.

Swish!

The sword’s light instantly engulfed half the sky, ringing so loud it shook heaven and earth. The blade trembled violently, as though ready to rip a hole through creation itself.

“Battle Celestial Sword!” shouted Xing Qian. The sword light nearly buried Chen Fan completely.

Xing Qian had stumbled upon this legacy years ago. It was an ancient sword art, once the most treasured technique of a sword Dao sect from a bygone era.

When he unleashed it, the attack resembled a celestial blade sweeping across the heavens. The entire battlefield roared in turmoil; space itself seemed to churn as the air dissolved into endless currents of sword qi.

“Damn, he used his signature move, Battle Celestial Sword! Xing Qian’s going all out from the very start!”

𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

“Isn’t this the martial art he obtained in an ancient ruin ten years ago? I heard that this martial art is purely for battle. At the same level, it’s basically invincible.”

“Chen Fan is in trouble now. Battle Celestial Sword is powerful, not to mention that Xing Qian’s cultivation is much higher than his.”

“I wonder if Chen Fan can block this strike. If he can’t, it’s over. Xing Qian will seize the momentum, and Chen Fan won’t stand a chance.”

Xing Qian’s strike gave the crowd a huge shock.

Among the lower-ranked disciples, Xing Qian’s name carried heavy weight. Everyone knew the basics: it was thanks to this peerless sword art that he had risen above countless prodigies and carved out his fierce reputation. Many had seen, or at least heard of, the devastating might of the Battle Celestial Sword.

“What powerful sword Dao!” Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

He, too, had cultivated the Dao of the sword, and his mastery was far from ordinary. The Green Lotus Sword Scripture and the Sword of Kassapa had both shone brilliantly in his hands. Yet he was not bound to the sword Dao, nor would he let it dictate his way.

However, this didn’t mean that he lacked insight. The moment Xing Qian struck, he could feel the purity and overwhelming power of this sword Dao.

Even so, Chen Fan was not afraid.

Clang!

Chen Fan didn’t dodge or retreat. He simply raised his hand to receive it.

The sword light slashed at his palm, producing a clang as if it had struck metal, sending sparks flying everywhere.

The layer of golden light covering Chen Fan’s palm distorted.

The sword light was very sharp. It kept releasing sword qi, trying to pierce through his palm, but it failed to do so in the end.

“What? How could this be!”

Xing Qian’s irises contracted violently, as if he had seen the most unbelievable thing.

He knew that Chen Fan’s physique was on par with an immortal artifact. However, an immortal artifact was an immortal artifact, and his physique was flesh and blood. The two could never truly be compared.

Calling his physique “comparable to an immortal artifact” meant that Chen Fan possessed extraordinary physical strength; it did not imply that his flesh had literally become divine metal. There was still a clear difference.

Xing Qian couldn’t believe it. Sword cultivators were famed for their devastating offensive power, and his Battle Celestial Sword, a technique born purely for combat, was considered among the most destructive in the entire sword Dao.

It would have been understandable if Chen Fan hadn’t been crippled in one strike. After all, this was the man who had nearly beaten Chen Wang to death; no one would believe such a figure to be weak.

Yet, Xing Qian had absolute confidence that his attack would pierce through Chen Fan’s powerful physique and make him bleed, perhaps even sending him flying.

What he never expected was this: his full-force strike failed to break through at all. Not a drop of blood, not even the faintest wound.

To Xing Qian, the realization was nothing short of a thunderbolt from a clear sky.