NOVEL WEB Ch. 121
Chapter 121: Chaotic Battle
Arena No. 2 had decided its Arena Master, which meant that all Arena Masters now had to compete to determine the final winner.
However, upon realizing that the next opponent would be Gu Fan, the participants at the other arenas all seemed somewhat reluctant to continue.
This guy’s methods were ruthless, showing not the slightest regard for camaraderie between fellow disciples.
Especially since most of the remaining arenas were occupied by disciples from Holy Son Peak. It was unclear whether this was due to deference from the other peaks or because they truly lacked the strength to compete.
"From this point on, all Arena Masters will engage in a chaotic battle. The one who lasts the longest will be the final winner of this Ten Peaks Grand Competition. In addition to receiving a reward of Yuan Crystal Stones, they will also earn the opportunity to come into contact with the Sect-protecting Treasure, the Dao Bell!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Fan's eyes immediately lit up, paying no mind to the Yuan Crystal Stones.
Being able to interact with the Dao Bell was, to him, quite a valuable opportunity for exploration.
He was still very curious about what relationship the Dao Bell had with his Bronze Gate.
If the two items were directly connected, didn’t that suggest there was an unknown relationship between the two worlds?
Thinking of this filled Gu Fan with motivation.
However, this rule seemed like it was targeting him. As soon as the chaotic battle began, Gu Fan would undoubtedly become the first target of a group attack.
Not to mention anything else—just the fact that he had just ridiculed several peaks was enough reason for this group to want to gang up on him.
Thinking of this, Gu Fan chuckled and said:
"I remember no one mentioned that this round would be a chaotic battle."
The disciple announcing the rules saw that it was Gu Fan speaking and his expression turned cold.
"No one said it wouldn’t be a chaotic battle either, right? This is the rule for this year. If Overlord Peak has any objections, you may choose to forfeit."
Gu Fan smiled.
"No objections. Whether it’s one or ten, it makes no difference."
His attitude was outrageously arrogant, and his words instantly provoked the anger of everyone else, who turned to glare at Gu Fan.
Gu Fan, however, couldn’t care less. Even if he kept a low profile, these people wouldn’t spare him. So he might as well disgust them a little.
"Very well, since there are no objections, the battle begins now!"
The moment he finished speaking, the disciple flew off instantly, afraid of getting caught up in the imminent melee.
Gu Fan turned around to face the crowd, only to see everyone slowly surrounding him, their faces all cold and indifferent.
"So blatant? You might at least put on a show. As expected, after bowing and scraping to Holy Son Peak all these years, your skin has thickened too."
"Hmph! Gu Fan! Even if you're strong, facing the nine of us attacking together, you’ll fall in an instant. If I were you, I’d surrender and leave the arena immediately!"
At this moment, a woman spoke arrogantly, clearly emboldened by their numbers.
Otherwise, on her own, she wouldn’t dare speak like that to a killing star.
"That’s right, Gu Fan. I admit you’re strong, but the nine of us aren’t far behind you. If you refuse to surrender, have you considered the consequences once we strike?"
Gu Fan burst into laughter.
"Are you sure that wasn’t a joke? ‘Not far behind me’? Come on, come on, exchange a few moves with me. Let’s see how close you really are."
"I’m embarrassed for you!"
The nine of them flushed red with frustration—what Gu Fan said was the truth.
Judging by his battle with Jiang Tianxin just now, claiming that they were close in strength was indeed shameless.
"Enough with the nonsense. If he wants to die, let’s go together!"
Someone took the lead, and the others exchanged glances before nodding and surrounding Gu Fan.
In an instant, radiant lights of various colors surged across the arena as the ultimate battle techniques of each peak converged upon Gu Fan!
Gu Fan let out a cold laugh, and his figure immediately unfolded like a roc spreading its wings, charging straight toward the one who had taken the lead.
"Everyone, help me!"
This man was also a disciple of Holy Son Peak. Seeing Gu Fan ignore the others and come directly for him, he was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Gu Fan’s brutal attacks on his senior and junior brothers were still vivid in everyone’s minds.
"Senior Brother Liubai, don’t panic, I’m here to help you!"
With that, the two of them were the first to strike, one red and one blue fist aura blasting toward Gu Fan.
"Good timing!"
Gu Fan let out a loud laugh, his fists surging forth like flood dragons emerging from the sea, striking toward the two of them.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, two figures spewed blood from their mouths and were sent flying backward toward the ground!
"With just this little strength, you dare to bark in front of me?"
Gu Fan wore a face full of mockery, his arrogance peaking.
But his figure did not pause as he charged directly at the others.
The battlefield instantly descended into chaos.
The remaining seven, seeing that two of their own had been instantly defeated upon contact, immediately coordinated even more tightly.
Whenever Gu Fan attacked one of them, the other six would instantly come to their aid.
This caused both sides to quickly become locked in a tug-of-war.
"Everyone, just hold on a bit longer. Gu Fan just fought a big battle with Junior Brother Jiang, his spiritual power must already be depleted. I’d say he’s already a spent arrow!"
"That’s right, he’s only bluffing now!"
Gu Fan punched out with a massive spiritual power fist aura, forcing all seven to retreat.
Both sides briefly distanced themselves.
This scene left all the ordinary disciples watching in stunned silence.
Was that even human? Whose disciple was he?
As ordinary disciples, they had little contact with disciples of the Ten Peaks and couldn’t even tell which peak the clothing represented.
All they knew was that the fierce cultivator currently hovering midair was taking on seven opponents alone!
The most critical part was—he wasn’t even at a disadvantage.
On the contrary, the seven working together to defend themselves seemed on the verge of collapse. A single misstep and they could be instantly defeated!
"So this is the Ten Peaks Grand Competition? Why does it feel like it’s become this fierce guy’s one-man show?"
"Yeah, this junior brother is too strong. All third-generation disciples have only been here less than five years, and yet he’s fighting seven alone. It proves his strength surpasses his realm by far!"
"He’s so cool. He must be a disciple from Holy Son Peak, right?"
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Gu Fan stood midair, gazing at the somewhat disheveled seven before him, a smile curling on his lips.
"You bunch of lowly chickens and mangy dogs dare to boast? I’ll give you a chance—go back now and surrender, and I’ll consider that as Overlord Peak showing your peak master some face."
Upon hearing this, a disciple from Sumeru Peak had a glint in his eyes.
"As expected, he’s out of spiritual power!"
"Haha, with how brutal he is, if he had the ability to defeat us, he wouldn’t waste time talking. He must be at his limit!"
"Everyone, go together and defeat him quickly!"
Upon hearing this brilliant deduction, Gu Fan burst out laughing.
If this had been in the past, it might have been true. But now, the Black Lotus Phantom within his root bone was continuously transmitting spiritual power.
Forget these few small fries—even if he were to fight Jiang Tianxin again, he wouldn’t flinch.
"You really don’t know how to treasure the opportunity I gave you. In that case, I won’t play anymore. Let’s end this with one move!"
Gu Fan took a deep breath, and behind him, a green phantom slowly emerged, instantly releasing a terrifying pressure.
This scene frightened the seven so much their faces turned pale.
Someone even muttered:
"Impossible! Impossible! How can he possess such terrifying strength!"
"He and Jiang Tianxin didn’t even fight with full strength!"
"Damn it, that’s a phenomenon! It’s actually a phenomenon!"
Gu Fan’s eyes burned with intensity as he looked at the seven and chuckled lightly:
"Come, let’s see how many punches you can take from me!"