Chapter 365: Chapter 357: Do You Submit?
Chapter 467: Had Enough?
Mu Chen’s words stunned the hovering Liu Feiyuan. After a moment of shock, he suddenly asked, "Are you sure you’re not joking?"
At that moment, Liu Feiyuan was undeniably tempted. He did, in fact, possess an ultimate Combat Skill. This skill required a long time to charge, but once it was ready, the power it unleashed was enough to threaten even an Eighth-Ring Martial Sect. It was a High-Level Battle Skill, absolutely comparable to a Secret Technique!
In his experience, people like Mu Chen were not unheard of, but in a battle like the Empire tournament where the Empire’s honor was at stake, he had never seen anyone give their opponent an opportunity to use their strongest move. Unless that person was truly on a completely different level of power! But Mu Chen was only a First-Ring Martial Sect. No matter how strong he was, there was no way he could block a full-powered attack from a Seventh-Ring Martial Sect!
"Do I look like I’m joking?"
Hearing this, Liu Feiyuan burst into wild laughter. "Hahaha... You’re truly the most interesting Martial Artist I’ve ever met. I don’t know where you get such confidence, but you will absolutely pay a heavy price for this choice!"
After he finished laughing, Liu Feiyuan suddenly raised his right hand, the only one he could move. His Red Greatsword glinted dazzlingly in the sunlight. A terrifying wave of Primordial Power erupted from his body, instantly dispelling the lingering ice shards in the air.
Immediately after, the small golden sword insignia between Liu Feiyuan’s brows, which had just dimmed, flared back to life. His Gold Attribute Primordial Power stirred an overwhelming, sharp aura, and a shocking Sword Intent erupted from his eyes. Simultaneously, the phantom of the golden giant sword, consumed by his previous Sword Slash, reappeared behind him out of thin air. And that wasn’t all. With a strained roar from Liu Feiyuan, a second golden giant sword phantom materialized behind him, although it was far dimmer than the first.
"Gangfeng Vortex!"
With a loud shout, a powerful Gang Feng erupted from within Liu Feiyuan’s body. The moment it appeared, it instantly converged and contracted, forming a tight defense around him. This was the final defensive line Liu Feiyuan had prepared for himself. If Mu Chen were to suddenly attack while he was accumulating Primordial Power and Sword Intent, not only would all his efforts be for naught, but the backlash from the powerful Combat Skill would also place a great burden on his future Cultivation.
But on the stage, Mu Chen simply stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a serene expression on his face. He had absolutely no intention of attacking Liu Feiyuan.
However, in Liu Feiyuan’s eyes, Mu Chen’s expression was one of naked, blatant disregard, as if he wasn’t even being taken seriously.
"Heh, fine! You’re really something! Let’s see just how capable you really are!"
An angry roar, mixed with immense Primordial Power, shot from Liu Feiyuan’s mouth toward the heavens. His eyes narrowed, a golden light glinting in his pupils. With a sudden turn of his upraised Red Greatsword, its edge locked onto Mu Chen. Driven by his will, the two golden giant sword phantoms behind him tilted to the sides, their blades turning to align with his Red Greatsword, poised to advance as one.
"Merge!"
With a low growl, the two golden giant sword phantoms and the one Red Greatsword all paused, then began to merge before everyone’s eyes. A flash of gold, and driven by the Primordial Power Liu Feiyuan continuously poured into it, the resulting red-gold greatsword instantly swelled, its length reaching about three meters.
"CLANG!"
A few seconds passed, and the red-gold giant sword swelled again. This time, the blade’s length shot up to six meters, more than doubling its previous size. The pressure of the Sword Intent emanating from its edge was now enough to terrify even an Eighth-Ring Martial Sect! But this was only the beginning!
Within the next ten seconds, the red-gold giant sword expanded twice more, bringing its total length to a staggering twenty-four meters! Its width reached nearly four meters. It was truly a ’giant sword’ in every sense of the word!
"So huge! What terrifying power!"
"With such massive Primordial Power fluctuations, if he swings that thing, won’t it just level the entire arena?!"
"This guy is a monster!"
...
Before the discussion above could end, the red-gold greatsword in Liu Feiyuan’s hand erupted with a violent burst of light and doubled in size yet again! Forty-eight meters! It stood in Liu Feiyuan’s grasp like a heaven-supporting pillar. The Primordial Power fluctuations coming from the blade were so severe they were disrupting the balance of the surrounding Primordial Qi, creating a series of booming sounds!
"It’s still growing! When is it going to reach its limit?!"
At this moment, even the representatives from the so-called High-class Empires turned pale. The red-gold, Heaven-Supporting Giant Sword was right before their eyes, and the oppressive feeling washing over them was unbearable.
...
In the Xuanling Empire’s viewing area, Di Cang stared at the giant sword in shock and murmured, "This is bad. This level of power probably surpasses an Eighth-Ring Martial Sect. Can Mu Chen really withstand it?"
But as soon as the words left Di Cang’s mouth, a fair, slender hand rested on his shoulder. Di Cang slowly turned his head to see the supremely confident face of Qin Garden. Di Cang’s own face was filled with confusion.
Qin Garden smiled. "Don’t worry. Mu Chen’s power is likely far, far greater than you imagine. I can tell you something that not only I know, but Ye Shuangshuang, Xuan Moqing, Mu Bingling, Little Tiger, and Qing Lei all probably know as well. Of course, you don’t."
Di Cang was taken aback. "What is it?"
"Remember when I told you that the Celestial Eagle Empire launched a full-scale invasion against our Xuanling Empire?" Qin Garden continued with a faint smile. "The real reason for that incident wasn’t a conflict between Empires, but..."
"It was because Mu Chen, in a fit of rage for a beauty, single-handedly killed the Celestial Eagle Empire’s only Prince and three Martial Emperor Elders. You heard me right, Martial Emperor Elders! So, when facing a Seventh-Ring Martial Sect, Mu Chen is indeed qualified to treat him like he’s nothing but air."
"..."
Di Cang was surprisingly calm, not letting out the slightest gasp. But from the flickering in his eyes, Qin Garden knew this was the calm before the storm. A tempest must be raging in Di Cang’s heart right now!
Down on the arena floor, Mu Chen looked up, a trace of surprise flashing through his Ice Extreme Demon Pupils. However, that surprise was quickly replaced by interest.
’If I use my Profound Dragon Arm, could I block this attack directly?’
With that thought, Mu Chen decided he would test it out with his Profound Dragon Arm. He wanted to see if Liu Feiyuan’s Combat Skill was truly as powerful as it looked!
"Haha! It’s complete! Mu Chen! I told you I’d make you regret this! Sword Intent Cross Method, Heaven! Supporting! Sword! Slash!"
A resounding shout descended from the sky. Liu Feiyuan channeled what little Primordial Power he had left, raised his arm, and brought the Heaven-Supporting Giant Sword crashing down. Its speed seemed extremely slow, but as the colossal blade descended, an incredibly astonishing pressure was released from its edge.
Standing below, Mu Chen felt a sharp Sword Qi pin him to the spot, his feet unable to move even an inch!
"A peculiar Combat Skill, to have this kind of secondary effect." Shaking his head, Mu Chen said with a sigh, "A pity. I had no intention of dodging anyway. With this one blow, I will shatter your confidence and your superiority! Dragon Transformation - Profound Dragon Arm!"
Raising his left arm high, a cold light flashed in Mu Chen’s Extreme Ice Demon Pupils. An ice-blue aura of the Extreme Ice Attribute suddenly erupted from his entire body! This aura swirled around him once before shooting up into the sky. Under a high-frequency distortion and contraction, it instantly transformed into a massive Profound Ice Giant Dragon, which appeared in the air.
"ROOOAR!"
The moment the giant dragon appeared, it let out a cry to the heavens and then, as if in a show of force, circled toward the Heaven-Supporting Giant Sword. It spiraled around the giant sword a few times, then its draconic eyes glared as it suddenly dove toward Mu Chen below.
With a loud BANG! The sleeve of Mu Chen’s black Institute Uniform instantly disintegrated into dust! An ice-blue, dragon-scaled arm extended down from his shoulder! He curled his fingers, and his sharp nails grew long and hard! A series of Profound Ice Thorns protruded from the outside of his arm, looking incredibly savage!
The descending Profound Ice Giant Dragon instantly coiled around Mu Chen’s shoulder. The dragon’s head came to rest on the back of Mu Chen’s hand, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Profound Ice Giant Dragon had transformed into an exquisite Ice Crystal Arm Armor!
At that very moment, the entire left side of Mu Chen’s face was covered by a Half-Faced Giant Dragon Mask. His Extreme Ice Demon Pupils spun, looking demonic and mysterious!
"He... he transformed!" Shan Ziyan’s cute little mouth hung slightly open, her deep, large eyes revealing a stunned brilliance. "Such a beautiful arm! It’s just like... just like..."
"Like a meticulously carved work of art."
Sitting to the side, Jun Wu watched Mu Chen below with a grave expression, seemingly finishing Shan Ziyan’s sentence unintentionally.
...
"DIE!!"
On the arena stage, the Heaven-Supporting Giant Sword, guided by Liu Feiyuan’s vicious sneer, came crashing down. Its speed increased as it fell, reaching Mu Chen in a mere instant.
"BOOM!"
The giant sword fell, and the entire arena stage collapsed with a deafening roar! Countless clouds of dust shot into the sky, instantly enveloping the entire area of Arena Number One! Even Liu Feiyuan’s figure was completely obscured. At this moment, everyone wished they could rush into the smoke to see what the final outcome was!
"CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE!"
A series of ear-piercing, thunderous crackles echoed from the center of the arena. As the sound grew louder, the dust gradually dissipated, revealing the scene within the arena clearly to the crowd!
"That’s...!"
"N-no way..."
"Is... is he even human?"
...
In the competition area, where Arena Number One had completely collapsed, a blue-haired young man stood calmly on a fragment of the stage. He held his left arm horizontally above his head. His crystal-clear Profound Dragon Arm refracted the sunlight with a dazzling brilliance. And resting on that arm, a giant sword with a blade eight meters wide was held firmly at bay.
Blocking his opponent’s strongest Sword Intent Slash with just his arm!
"Hmph!"
Mu Chen snorted coldly. He bent his knees slightly, and a surge of Thunder Light roiled under his feet. Then, propelled by the Thunder Light, Mu Chen shot up from the collapsed stage, carrying the giant sword with him. In an instant, he was before Liu Feiyuan, the two of them now at the exact same altitude!
"Is this the Combat Skill you were so proud of? Because in my eyes, it’s really... very weak!"
With a push from his Profound Dragon Arm, the Heaven-Supporting Giant Sword flew high into the air. However, due to Liu Feiyuan’s continued pressure, the giant sword arced back and came slashing down toward Mu Chen once more!
Mu Chen swung his Profound Dragon Arm behind him. Countless bolts of lightning instantly appeared, dancing and crackling across it. A grin spread across Mu Chen’s lips. "Flash of Thunder! Break for me!"
A shout that could tear the sky asunder erupted from Mu Chen’s mouth! It entered everyone’s hearts like a Brahma Sound. Immediately after, the Thunder Light collided with the sword’s edge, producing a roar that shook the very heavens.
"CRACK..."
A crisp sound came from the Heaven-Supporting Giant Sword. A tiny crack appeared where the two had made contact. With the appearance of this crack, it was as if the entire blade of the Heaven-Supporting Giant Sword had found a breaking point, and it shattered completely with a loud crash!
Liu Feiyuan’s all-out attack was... completely shattered!
Shards of the blade, formed from Primordial Power, slowly scattered and fell. Liu Feiyuan’s mind went blank. The Red Greatsword in his hand was now just a broken remnant. He couldn’t understand how Mu Chen had defeated him when the gap in their Martial Artist Realms was so vast. At this moment, he was utterly lost...
Mu Chen looked at the vacant-eyed Liu Feiyuan. With a thought, his Profound Dragon Arm slowly dissipated. The ice-blue Ice Dragon Mask shattered into a pile of ice shards and vanished into the air. A faint smile touched his lips as they moved. "Had enough?"
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