Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Facing Lian Hao, Ye Xiao, and the others' siege, Chen Fan remained unfazed. He charged forward with a swagger.

Puchi!

A palm strike from Chen Fan struck Shen Tianhao of the Tianhun Continent's Underworld King Palace, a prodigy with ninety-three law threads. He spewed fresh blood furiously, nearly torn into pieces.

Next, Chen Fan's palm grabbed toward the Eight Stars Temple's Zhou Qian.

The Hand of Sky Rending Stars tore through heaven and earth. Squeezing ruthlessly, Chen Fan made Zhou Qian's defensive treasures blow up.

Zhou Qian spewed fresh blood furiously. If he hadn't run away quickly, Chen Fan would have crushed him to death.

"Sword?"

A sword light broke through the air, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, aimed at Chen Fan's back. It was an attack from the Sword Inquisition Mountain's Bu Qianfan.

About half a month ago, he had challenged everyone under the Legendary realm from the Sword God Mountain Manor. With his unrivaled sword Dao, he showed them the true path of the blade.

Now, he unleashed a slash carrying merciless destruction—a sword meant to end all things.

However, Chen Fan turned around and flicked his finger at the oncoming destructive sword light.

With a loud clang, the streak of sword light split into pieces under countless people's gazes.

"Let me show you a real sword," Chen Fan said coldly. Sword qi surged violently in his palm, condensing into a green-colored sword silhouette. It instantly flew toward Bu Qianfan.

Boom, tch!

What followed became etched in the memories of all who witnessed it.

Above the nine heavens, Chen Fan's sword strike cleaved the sky itself, splitting it cleanly in two.

"Retreat!"

Bu Qianfan's expression twisted in horror. It felt like Chen Fan's slash was the very embodiment of death. Regardless of how many techniques he knew, he couldn't hope to block such a terrifying strike.

Puchi!

Despite retreating at full speed, the sheer force of the sword intent struck him. Blood gushed from his mouth as he staggered back, face pale, trembling. He stared at Chen Fan's back, stunned and helpless.

But Chen Fan was already ignoring him. Instead, he turned around and unleashed a palm strike that destroyed the thousands of saber silhouettes from Xuanyuan Palace Hall's Xi Muyun.

"I also know some blade arts!"

Chen Fan leaped and arrived before Xi Muyun instantly. A terrifying saber aura erupted around him; behind him, an illusory saber took form, radiating a force seemingly capable of cleaving the heavens.

Gripping the phantom blade, he slashed.

"Slash!"

The space shattered. Xi Muyun's irises shrank violently. He let out a furious roar, and his aura erupted furiously. Ninety-five threads of law flickered around him as he channeled them to the limit, turning into an earth-shattering slash.

Rumble!

Their attacks collided in the air.

Heaven and earth shook violently as if they were about to be destroyed. A terrifying storm of saber qi swept through the nine heavens and earth.

"Ah!" A miserable scream escaped Xi Muyun's mouth. Several arrows of fresh blood spurted from him as he flew out ten thousand meters.

Chen Fan demonstrated the full extent of his mastery. Regardless of his opponent's specialty—blade, sword, or otherwise—he countered them on their terms and struck them down.

"Unstoppable! Unstoppable!"

"Battle god! Chen Fan is definitely the reincarnation of a battle god!"

"This is too terrifying. Who can possibly be a match for him? He's thrashing them like children. The so-called strongest prides of heaven from the foreign continents look like toddlers before an adult."

Chen Fan was like a tiger jumping into a herd of sheep or an eagle swooping down on rabbits. The blood of the people of the True Martial Academy boiled in excitement as if they were Chen Fan, on an unstoppable rampage.

He kept moving, charging left and right. Wherever he passed, he left carnage in his wake.

Ah!

The White Sun Sect's Gu Qing, an expert who had mastered ninety-three law threads, was directly swept by Chen Fan's attack and sent flying.

His qi declined sharply. Just as he was about to launch a counterattack, a spear pierced through the skies and nailed him mid-air, punching through his chest and dragging him away in a spray of blood.

At this point, the higher-ups from the foreign continent factions fell silent, their faces dark and tense.

They had miscalculated!

They had thought they could crush the martial world of the Tianwu Continent under their feet.

However, the True Martial Academy had unexpectedly produced a super freak like Chen Fan, someone against whom their most elite talents were utterly helpless.

Worse still, they had just warned the Academy's leaders that things might spiral out of control during the competition, which was just a pretext to discourage them from interfering.

However, they were now caught in a trap of their own making.

They could only watch as Chen Fan heavily injured their prides of heaven disciples, and they could only gnash their teeth and swallow their anger. They could not say anything even if he killed their people.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Fan had beaten the seven prodigies, all close to the Legendary realm, into submission. Blood spurted from their mouths, and their auras weakened drastically. Staring at Chen Fan, their eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? They are all peerless prides of heaven, figures destined to lead an era. Yet they lost so miserably, without even a chance to fight back."

"Senior Brother Gu Qing..."

"How can there be such a terrifying person in the world? He has broken the rules of heaven and earth. Such a monster will definitely be hated and abandoned by the Heavenly Dao. He should have died to the heavenly tribulations long ago. How is he still alive?"

"What do we do? Are we really just going to stand here and watch him run rampant?"

The cultivators from the foreign continents stood frozen, stunned.

Chen Fan was truly too terrifying.

Their invincible figures were like little chicks in front of Chen Fan, helpless before his fury. They weren't even on the same level.

In the blink of an eye, the seven prides of heaven who had stepped in to restrain Chen Fan and create an opportunity for Wang Zhong were heavily injured, none escaped unscathed.

"It's time to end this boring fight."

With a cold glance at Wang Zhong and the others, Chen Fan let out a long roar as his overwhelming might erupted in full.

As soon as he made a move, endless energy boiled in the sky. The sound of laws fluttering rang out endlessly, blasting toward Wang Zhong.

The vast power blasted down, and the exceptional halberd in Wang Zhong's hand blossomed with a powerful light to resist.

However, it was all in vain.

In front of this majestic power, he felt as tiny and insignificant as an ant.

A rumbling noise rang out.

The exceptional halberd flew out of his hand. He let out a miserable scream and was pressed down from the nine heavens, kneeling on the ground and furiously spewing fresh blood.

It wasn't only Wang Zhong.

Lian Hao and the others were in even worse shape. Caught by Chen Fan, they were all forced to kneel, lined up in a row—utterly defeated.