Many disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect sighed, this battle could truly be called full of twists and turns.
In the middle of the fight, Zhu Cangyan seemed to be affected by an old injury, his offensive suddenly weakened, and all the disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect hoped that Geng Handong could turn the tide. But in the end, Zhu Cangyan’s strength suddenly surged again, defeating Geng Handong in one fell swoop.
But as one of the parties involved, Geng Handong’s feelings differed from what others observed.
He felt that Zhu Cangyan seemed to intentionally hold back in the middle of the battle. Yet, even so, he couldn’t seize the opportunity.
"He didn’t give his all when fighting me, yet I still lost."
Geng Handong was quite unwilling; his defeat in this battle also cost the Heavenly Martial Sect’s face.
"Haha, Brother Geng is truly impressive, able to battle with me for so long. Just now, I was a bit careless, or I might have lost to you."
Zhu Cangyan laughed heartily.
Geng Handong snorted coldly, not bothering to respond.
He understood very well that Zhu Cangyan had indeed held back midway, wasn’t this statement intentionally humiliating him?In fact, humiliating Geng Handong was just one part; another reason was to intentionally appear weak to Chen Yu.
"Brother, quickly challenge Chen Yu."
Shi Yao sent a message to the brown-haired man.
He feared Chen Yu would directly challenge him, so he quickly unfolded his plan.
"Chen Yu, do you dare accept my challenge?"
The brown-haired man stepped forward and shouted.
"Why wouldn’t I dare!"
Chen Yu maintained a calm demeanor.
The brown-haired man was at the Late Stage Star Condensation, seemingly unimpressive.
But at this moment, Zhong Yue suddenly spoke: "Hold on."
"Chen Yu, accept my challenge first, such an opponent isn’t worthy of your action."
Zhong Yue’s aura was overwhelming, urgently wanting to reclaim the ranking that once belonged to him.
Chen Yu hesitated a bit, unsure whose challenge to accept.
Having just seen the Demon Race defeat Geng Handong, he now wanted to defeat the Demon Race, to exalt the Prestige of the Human Race’s Heavenly Martial Sect.
But the brown-haired man’s strength was too low; in comparison, Zhong Yue was a more fitting opponent, showcasing Chen Yu’s strength, thereby intimidating others, preventing constant challenges.
Those around showed expressions eager to see the spectacle.
Some were a bit confused about why so many people wanted to challenge Chen Yu.
The main groups were the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Nest, Azure Dragon Divine Wood, and Wanxiang Sect.
The crowd awaited the spectacle.
However, from the Sky Martial Battle Platform, a voice suddenly emerged: "Chen Yu, I’ve heard you are the top new disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect, dare you come down and spar with me?"
The crowd looked over; the speaker turned out to be Zhu Cangyan!
"Why would Zhu Cangyan challenge Chen Yu?"
"He just defeated Geng Handong; his strength could be ranked at least eighty on the Heavenly Martial List, while Chen Yu only luckily made it to ninety-nine. How could he dare accept Zhu Cangyan’s challenge?"
"Not necessarily. Zhu Cangyan just underwent a fierce battle and was injured; currently not in peak form, Chen Yu still stands a chance."
"Haha, you underestimate the Vermilion Bird Sacred Clan. Such injuries are trivial to Zhu Cangyan."
The disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect, Wanxiang Sect, Vermilion Bird Heavenly Nest, and Azure Dragon Divine Wood fiercely debated.
Chen Yu squinted at Zhu Cangyan.
Previously, he was unsure of the other’s intentions; now he finally understood. Zhu Cangyan stood on the enemy’s side, but the origin of this hostility was unknown.
"Alright, but Brother Zhu just experienced a fierce battle and bears injuries; the consumption is not small. I fear he’s not in peak state."
Chen Yu replied politely.
Earlier, he was stuck between whether to battle the Demon Race or Zhong Yue.
Zhu Cangyan’s appearance perfectly resolved Chen Yu’s dilemma.
The opponent was both a Demon Race and strong!
Zhu Cangyan heard Chen Yu’s words, secretly laughing at how nicely Chen Yu phrased it, yet he was still trying to refuse the challenge.
Others also felt that although Chen Yu agreed, his subsequent words clearly indicated a refusal.
"I am not a new disciple of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Nest and my cultivation has reached the Four-star King. A fair duel with you would actually seem unfair."
"Now, after a battle, I am not in peak condition, making it slightly more even."
Zhu Cangyan laughed heartily.
Many disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect cursed Zhu Cangyan; his strength could be ranked in the top eighty of the Heavenly Martial List, yet he claims fairness.
Geng Handong’s body trembled slightly, suddenly realizing why Zhu Cangyan held back midway.
Zhu Cangyan’s true target was Chen Yu! But fearing Chen Yu wouldn’t dare accept, he intentionally held back, performing a battle that seemed equally matched and perilous.
"He truly looks down on me."
Geng Handong felt extremely aggrieved, but the defeated have no say.
"Chen Yu, don’t accept his challenge; Zhu Cangyan is very strong."
Geng Handong put aside personal grudge and sent a message to Chen Yu.
Yet Chen Yu seemed to ignore Geng Handong’s advice, flew into the Sky Martial Battle Platform: "Young Master Zhu makes a valid point, given this, I shall battle you first."
Zhu Cangyan saw how effortlessly Chen Yu took the bait, rejoiced internally, yet remained outwardly unaffected.
"Chen Yu, you’re foolish; even though Zhu Cangyan has injuries, the Vermilion Bird Sacred Clan’s physique is potent; such injuries are trivial."
Zhong Yue coldly remarked.
"He actually accepted Zhu Cangyan’s challenge; he’s just asking for trouble."
The brown-haired man was very shocked, thinking whether Chen Yu had masochistic tendencies.
"Isn’t this better? He will undoubtedly lose this battle, and when the time comes, without you two intervening, I shall go up to challenge. That kid might not dare accept."
Shi Yao was quite delighted to witness this.
"He thinks that with Zhu Cangyan not being at peak condition, he has the chance to win and make a name for himself. It’s utterly foolish."
"Hmph, if he loses, Zhu Cangyan losing to two Heavenly Martial List experts would mean he’s disgraced the Heavenly Martial Sect."
The others couldn’t help but laugh.
The Sky Martial Battle Platform opened once more, still a clash at the Heavenly Martial List level.
"Your courage is admirable, I must say."
Zhu Cangyan seemed respectful, yet was actually mocking Chen Yu.
"Cut the crap, let’s begin."
Chen Yu didn’t want to play along with Zhu Cangyan’s phony pleasantries.
"Boy, you underestimate me way too much. Don’t cry if you lose."
Zhu Cangyan loudly sneered.
Bang!
A loud bang erupted beneath Chen Yu’s feet as he flashed out, activating his Star Phase body, gathering force in his fist, and striking at Zhu Cangyan.
"You talk too much."
Chen Yu’s soft sigh sounded beside Zhu Cangyan.
"A sneak attack won’t work."
Zhu Cangyan shook his head and smiled lightly, a ball of red firelight gathering in his palm before he struck it out.
But an unexpected scene unfolded.
Bang! Boom!
The red fireball launched by Zhu Cangyan disintegrated instantly before Chen Yu’s fist light.
Chen Yu’s cultivation had broken through to mid-stage peak, coupled with the power of the Four Symbols Divine Body, the sharpness of the White Tiger Sacred Claw; the force unleashed from his fist and palm was enough to contend with a Four-star King.
"What?"
Zhu Cangyan’s expression changed slightly. .
What’s happening? The strength Chen Yu displayed wasn’t just at the level of the ninety-ninth place on the Heavenly Martial List.
Zhu Cangyan summoned his mystical tool, a crimson feather fan materialized before him, releasing waves of fire forming a flame barrier.
Their first exchange showed Zhu Cangyan seemingly at a disadvantage, a scene that shocked the crowd.
"Could Zhu Cangyan have some serious injury?"
Someone wondered.
"Seems like Young Master Zhu was quite injured from the previous battle; otherwise, I would’ve been defeated in the first move."
Chen Yu teased with a smile.
Zhu Cangyan’s face showed anger, inwardly cursing, "How dare you mock me."
"Zhu Ling FanRed Fire Strike!"
Zhu Cangyan gripped the feather fan and swung it fiercely at Chen Yu.
Boom! Zing!
The crimson feather fan burst forth with pervasive firelight, and upon eruption, condensed into a mass, transforming into a wave of flame sweeping across.
Zhu Cangyan’s strike was powerful, astonishing the onlookers.
Zhu Cangyan had been careless with the first move; the second move ought to decide the outcome.
"Ah, without an appropriate mystical tool."
Given the situation, Chen Yu had no choice but to use the White Tiger Sacred Claw.
The White Tiger Sacred Claw was indestructible, refined to the Great Achievement Realm, surpassing even top-grade mystical tools in hardness.
Buzz!
White-golden stripes appeared on Chen Yu’s hands, the White Tiger Sacred Claw materialized, exuding an ancient, domineering aura of the Holy Beast.
At this moment, the aura of the Holy Beast emitted by Zhu Cangyan was overshadowed by Chen Yu’s presence.
"Is this... White Tiger Sacred Claw? Aren’t you of the Human Race?"
Zhu Cangyan was shocked upon seeing Chen Yu’s hands.
Chen Yu didn’t answer, immediately clawing out, five dazzling light marks containing terrifying strength tearing forth.
His cultivation breaking through to mid-stage star condensation peak, coupled with his training in the Nine Revolutions Bright Star Technique, made his Yuan Force quality far exceed late stage condensation, approaching that of Zhu Cangyan’s.
Plus, the White Tiger Sacred Claw paired with Chen Yu’s special physique yielded unmatched power.
Bang...
A series of loud explosions occurred, the scorching wave of flames split into five pieces by Chen Yu.
The attack of the White Tiger Sacred Claw was famous for its sharpness, combined with the threefold Profound Meaning of Gold, alongside Chen Yu’s spatial Profound Meaning, which had already broken through three and a half levels on his way back to the Heavenly Martial Sect, the double powerful Profound Meanings made Zhu Cangyan’s Fourfold Fire Profound Meaning unable to gain any advantage.
Zhu Cangyan’s face turned heavy, he couldn’t comprehend how Chen Yu could wield the White Tiger Sacred Clan’s techniques.
In terms of attack lethality, the White Tiger Sacred Clan prevailed over the Vermilion Bird Sacred Clan.
Bang Bang Bang! Zing Zing!
The White Tiger Sacred Claw’s attack struck Zhu Cangyan’s flame barrier, three paths were blocked, creating an erupting glow of fire.
But the remaining two paths cut open the edge of the light shield, slicing across Zhu Cangyan’s shoulders, leaving two deep wounds showing crimson bones within.
The surroundings of the Sky Martial Battle Platform fell completely silent.
The battle had just begun, and Zhu Cangyan was already injured!
What was going on here?
Shouldn’t Zhu Cangyan have defeated Chen Yu with overwhelming advantage?
Shi Yao’s eyes widened in disbelief; how could Zhu Cangyan be injured by Chen Yu?
"You’ve injured me!"
Zhu Cangyan’s icy cold voice rang out.
His entire body was wrapped in firelight, but frost covered his face.
Zhu Cangyan’s challenge to Chen Yu was to prove he was ten times, a hundred times better than Chen Yu, and then propose to the Lin Family.
But the moment the battle began, he was wounded by Chen Yu, a colossal humiliation!
"Seems Young Master Zhu is too heavily injured, consuming too much, thus my victory would be unjust."
Chen Yu’s calm voice echoed.