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Chapter 634 - 564 The Might of a Battle

Chapter 634: Chapter 564 The Might of a Battle

Because he wanted to witness Wang Kun’s most powerful secret move and completely crush his hope, Ye Fan gave Wang Kun a chance to attack.

At that moment, having shattered Wang Kun’s confidently executed technique ’Sword Gang Shattering Nine Provinces’, Ye Fan felt it was meaningless to drag the fight on any longer. He took the initiative to strike, instantly accelerating to his limit, covering the tens of meters in the blink of an eye.

"Die!!"

Ye Fan’s terrifying speed caught Wang Kun off guard, so he had to forgo using ’Gang Qi Shocking Nine Provinces’ again and instead thrust his sword at Ye Fan.

It must be said that Wang Kun, as a martial arts genius from the Kunlun Sect, was not without merit. His combat experience was extremely rich, and this thrust was so sudden that it caught one off guard.

"Hmph!"

Ye Fan sneered, his right foot stepped back as he sidestepped, dodging the sword tip and the radiance it emitted, while his hands swung out like lightning, gripping like a pair of steel pliers, and directly clamped onto the sword body!

"Clang!"

With his hands clamping the sword, Ye Fan didn’t pause; he channeled his power, twisted fiercely, and the sword body snapped into two pieces with an echoing sound!

A move that broke the sword!

Ye Fan’s inconceivable performance shocked the audience once again, as well as some of the strong people on the main stage, while the surrounding cultivators were left dumbfounded.

Even Wang Kun himself was momentarily dazed.

Swish!

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Fan pinched half of the sword body with two fingers and slashed towards Wang Kun’s right wrist.

"Puchi—"

Blood sprayed wildly as the sharp blade instantly broke through Wang Kun’s protective Qi and, like cutting through tofu, severed Wang Kun’s right hand clean off.

Likewise, as had happened with a previous swordsman whose hand was sliced off, within Wang Kun’s hand that was still clenching the hilt, blood poured down!

All of this, though complex in description, happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that the cultivators around could not see the specific process, only the outcome.

"Sss..."

Seeing Ye Fan break Wang Kun’s treasure sword and sever his hand in the blink of an eye, the cultivators watching from outside the ring gasped in shock, their eyes wide and mouths twitching from sucking in the cold air.

Before Ye Fan and Wang Kun clashed, they all thought this would be an evenly matched duel, tit for tat. How could they have imagined that Wang Kun would be so easily defeated by Ye Fan?

Unlike them, the strong people seated in the audience stands and on the main stage knew that the match lost its suspense once Ye Fan shattered Wang Kun’s killing move ’Sword Gang Shattering Nine Provinces’.

However, they did not anticipate that Ye Fan would defeat Wang Kun in such a thrilling manner!

Master Kongming who was the referee, also did not expect it. He was momentarily lost and did not call off the match right away.

"Aah—"

Having his right hand chopped off, Wang Kun let out a heartrending wail, his left hand transformed into a sword, jabbing at Ye Fan’s throat!

At that moment, Wang Kun displayed his brutality to the fullest. Even with his right hand cut off, he still attacked Ye Fan, hoping to catch him by surprise!

However—

Previously, when he held his treasure sword and fully channeled the killing move "Sword Gang Shattering Nine Provinces," he hadn’t even scratched a single hair on Ye Fan. Now, with his right hand severed and his internal Qi-blood in chaos, grasping at straws in a death throe, could his attack possibly harm Ye Fan?

Whoosh!

The answer became apparent as Ye Fan’s hand lifted and the sword fell. Gripping the sharp sword body between two fingers, he swung it like a beam of white light, instantly severing Wang Kun’s left wrist, with scalding blood spraying out!

Bang!

Ye Fan channeled his Power, creating a gust that repelled the splattered blood, then his right foot shot out like a cannonball, striking Wang Kun’s Dantian squarely.

Wang Kun, like a football kicked away, flew out of the arena. His Dantian and Power Seed shattered to pieces, his entire cultivation rendered void, and thus he became a cripple.

"Pfft—"

Below the arena, Wang Kun spat out a mouthful of scalding blood, then his head lolled to the side, and he completely lost consciousness.

Above the arena, Ye Fan tossed away the broken sword, standing as straight as a spear, like a War God descending into the world.

"Little Kun!"

In the spectator stands, the Kunlun Sect Leader Kun Yuzhong closed his eyes in despair, feeling as if his heart were being carved with knives.

Wang Kun had excellent cultivation talent and outstanding comprehension skills, capable of learning his "Sword Gang Shattering Nine Heavens." He was the only martial genius in Kunlun Sect that could be considered a true prodigy. Now, however, Ye Fan had disabled him in mere moments by severing both his hands and destroying his Dantian, reducing him to a cripple!

The result was too cruel, enraging him to the point of madness, like a wild beast provoked, wishing nothing more than to tear Ye Fan to shreds.

But—

The remnants of his sanity told him that if he were to make any rash move, let alone Chu Xuanji intervening, even Gu Yun sitting on the chairman’s stage wouldn’t allow him to succeed.

"At the Innate Great Perfection Realm, with bare hands, without employing any Magic Artifact, relying solely on the move ’Qi Rushes to the Sky’ to break with a single punch the sword strike that even half-step Gang Qi realm tyrants struggle to catch, then with close combat, breaking the sword, severing hands, smashing the Dantian..."

On the chairman’s stage, Lv Family Patriarch Lv Yuan looked in shock at Ye Fan’s figure, straight as a spear. Then shaking his head, he smiled bitterly and asked, "Brother Xuanji, I’m really curious, how did you manage to groom such a monster? How can his body and Power quality be so incredibly strong?"

"Indeed, this completely defies common sense; what’s going on?"

Hearing Lv Yuan’s words, even Gu Yun, known as an old antique in the Yanhuang Organization’s Inner Sect and the Cultivation World, showed a face full of surprise.

Without answering, Chu Xuanji casually glanced towards the Wudang Sect Leader Heavenly Master Zhang, Granny Jiang, and Jie Dao.

At that moment.

The three of them had very unsightly looks.

Because they had all been deeply shocked by Ye Fan’s unfathomable performance, which overturned the cultivation world’s understanding!

Among them, Heavenly Master Zhang was the most affected!

He brought Yuan Feng to participate in the Qing bang competition, hoping above all for Yuan Feng to defeat Ye Fan in public to regain honor for himself and the Wudang Sect!

And... with his discerning eye, he could naturally see that with just the martial prowess Ye Fan had displayed, if he were to use the High-level Magic Artifact Black Iron Fist set and the Ghost Ring, Ye Fan could definitely compete with Yuan Feng!

If Ye Fan were to use both magic and martial arts during the fight, Yuan Feng’s chances of winning would be very slim!

And there was another premise—Ye Fan had not been hiding his skills!

If Ye Fan had still been holding back up to now, Heavenly Master Zhang thought that Yuan Feng needn’t bother to fight!

Faced with such a situation, how could his expression not be ugly?

Although Jie Dao and Granny Jiang of the Jiang Family, despite Ye Fan’s recent performance, did not lose confidence in Emperor Bai and Jiang Ying, they still had some worries in their hearts—by now, they could use their toes to figure out that Ye Fan had come well-prepared!

Just now, Ye Fan demonstrated an unbelievable level of physical strength and power quality, who knows what trump cards he has left to reveal?!

"True strong people never boast about their strength, just like Brother Ye does!"

"Compared to Brother Ye, that Wang Kun just seems like a clown! "

"Thank you, Brother Ye, for relieving us of a piece of anger!"

At the same time, several other contestants from Group Ten approached the edge of the ring, cupped their fists to Ye Fan, and thanked him.

Especially the swordsman whose right hand had been severed, who looked at Ye Fan with a gaze full of gratitude!

Obviously, he was well aware that Ye Fan had just used a taste of Wang Kun’s own medicine against him, largely because of Wang Kun’s previous brutal methods!

"No need for thanks, it’s what I should do."

Ye Fan chuckled lightly, slowly walked out of the ring, and prepared to head to Ring Number One to see if Su Liuli’s match had ended.

"What was supposed to be an evenly matched competition turned out to be completely one-sided."

"Indeed, they are not on the same level at all, the disciple of the Evil Emperor won very easily."

"It isn’t just about being on different levels, it’s like one is in the heavens and the other is buried underground—the disciple of the Evil Emperor didn’t even use magic artifacts and skills!"

"By now, I have every reason to believe that the disciple of the Evil Emperor is not merely boasting, but came fully prepared, possessing the strength to compete with other seeded contestants!"

Watching Ye Fan’s retreating figure, the cultivators outside the ring came back to their senses after their initial shock and began to discuss heatedly once again.

After this battle, their impression of Ye Fan was completely altered, and they marveled at his strength!

Meanwhile, as those cultivators were discussing fervently, Master Kong Ming quickly swept up to Wang Kun’s side, helped him up, fed him a Golden Sore Pill, and then used Gang Qi to shatter another Golden Sore Pill, sprinkling the powder on Wang Kun’s wounds to stop the bleeding.

To prevent accidents from happening to contestants during the competition, the Yanhuang Organization provided a large quantity of Golden Sore Pills and a small number of Nirvana Pills, which were distributed to the judges of the groups, allowing them to treat injured contestants.

Although Master Kong Ming disliked Wang Kun’s actions, he still performed his duties well and provided immediate treatment to Wang Kun.

After doing all this, Master Kong Ming knew that even though Wang Kun had been spared his life, he would be forever disconnected from the Cultivation World after today, and he would not even be able to fend for himself in daily life.

In the spectator stands, Kun Yuzhong, the Sect Leader of the Kunlun Sect, also saw the situation clearly, but he still rose and swept towards Ring Ten.

Clearly... he knew that even if it was just for show, he had to check on Wang Kun’s condition; otherwise, the reputation of the Kunlun Sect would be greatly impacted if word spread.

On the main stage, Chu Xuanji understood that even if Kun Yuzhong had ten times the courage, he would not dare to attack Ye Fan under his watchful eyes, and therefore did not pay any attention to Kun Yuzhong, instead focusing on Ye Fan.

Ye Fan stepped out of the crowd, intending to head to Ring Number One to watch Su Liuli’s match, but he noticed Xiao Selang, the genius of the Wudang Sect standing outside the crowd at Ring Eight, looking at him with a dazed expression.

Seeing this, Ye Fan knew that Xiao Selang might have observed his match, but he didn’t care and quickly withdrew his gaze, heading straight for Ring Number One.

However—

Ye Fan didn’t want to deal with Xiao Selang, but Xiao Selang took the initiative to step forward, blocking Ye Fan’s path.

"Is there something wrong?"

Ye Fan frowned, his impression of Xiao Selang not being good; Xiao Selang had first bullied others with the support of Wudang’s Inner Sect Elder Meng Bai, forcibly taking the Snow Ginseng, after losing to Ye Fan later, he had misrepresented the facts in front of Sect Leader Cang Bo of the Wudang Sect.

"You... you’re just at the Innate Great Perfection Realm, how could you be so strong?"

Xiao Selang asked, disbelief written all over his face.

Just as Ye Fan had gauged, Xiao Selang had indeed witnessed his fight with Wang Kun.

As a cultivator who also wielded a sword, Xiao Selang knew very well how terrifying the power of Wang Kun’s move ’Sword Gang Shattering Nine Provinces’ was!

Even now, after comprehending the Seventh Form of the Heavenly Sword, ’Thunder Sword’, he was not confident he could withstand that sword strike.

And yet, Ye Fan had shattered it with a single punch, shocking Xiao Selang beyond words!

"I am here to defeat Emperor Bai, not to die."

Ye Fan spoke sternly and without looking at Xiao Selang any longer, he continued forward.

"Uh..."

Xiao Selang wanted to say something upon hearing Ye Fan’s words, but found his mind completely blank, simply gaping speechlessly as Ye Fan walked away.

"It’s not that he’s too strong, it’s that I’m too weak."

Watching, Xiao Selang forced a bitter smile, feeling helpless deep inside.

He went to great lengths to improve his strength, thinking he could avenge his previous humiliation, only to face an even more brutal blow— he wasn’t even qualified to be Ye Fan’s opponent!

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