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Chapter 1551 - 1534: This Battle Is Unfair!
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Chapter 1551: Chapter 1534: This Battle Is Unfair!

Xiao Fan and Wu Feng’s battle shook the Ten Great Passes. Besides the martial artists blocked in the earlier passes, everyone else found ways to be present.

Today, the number of martial artists gathered around the floating arena has reached an overwhelming hundred thousand, appearing like a dense wave filling the area, with discussions bustling towards the sky.

The new generation Unrivaled Domain Master, seated securely within the dragon chariot, gazed at these martial artists, an inexplicable fervor in his eyes.

"Is it my illusion, or has he arrived?"

Unrivaled Domain Master softly muttered to himself, and the next moment, an ocean-like Emperor’s Martial Intent surged from his brow, sweeping downward.

After a fruitless search, the Unrivaled Domain Master remained silent and retracted the Emperor’s Martial Intent.

"Him?"

By the dragon chariot, an elder standing with hands lowered, keenly caught the hint of fervor flashing in the Unrivaled Domain Master’s eyes, and was suddenly surprised.

He was the Unrivaled Domain Master’s ancient protector, guarding him since his time as the Unrivaled Emperor’s son, even teaching him martial arts, witnessing his rise to current heights.

Thus, he was very familiar with the Unrivaled Domain Master.

This gaze hadn’t been seen for ten years.

It was an intense unwillingness, a desire to prove oneself, to even wash away disgrace!

Once the Unrivaled Emperor’s son had become a Domain Lord, standing under the Heavenly Emperor, an individual who was above everyone yet below one, with influence surpassing the previous Domain Lord, why would he show such a gaze?

"Could it be..."

The elder suddenly trembled, a stalwart figure emerging in his mind, a luminary before the Dark Turmoil era.

"Impossible."

"If he hadn’t fallen, he should have appeared when the Dark Emperor acted against the Wuji Sect. It must be the Domain Master’s illusion."

This elder also unleashed Emperor’s Martial Intent, enveloping the observing martial artists, and after equally fruitless results, sighed with relief.

He knew clearly, if that person truly arrived, facing the decision made by the Unrivaled Emperor Domain, they would definitely be enraged.

"Unrivaled Emperor’s son, your senses are truly sharp."

Amidst the crowd, Xiao Ye had his long hair draped down, his eyes like still water without ripples.

Consecutively enveloped by two vast Emperor’s Martial Intents, he naturally discovered it.

He sealed away his past Tao and Law, drastically changing his temperament and aura. Unless seen directly, recognizing him through Emperor’s Martial Intent alone was impossible.

"I didn’t expect that in just nine years, Xiao Fan’s cultivation would reach the Emperor Seventh Level Late Stage, with profoundness also improved, becoming a Titled Emperor Martial."

Xiao Ye focused his gaze uniformly on the floating arena without a moment’s divertion, a slight smile curling on his lips.

"But that Wu Feng is a bit peculiar..."

A sharp light flashed in Xiao Ye’s eyes.

At this moment, on the grand arena, two youthful figures were already fighting to an intense level, their thunderous clashes resounding through the entire Sixth Pass.

Aftershocks like a storm continuously spread outward, making the surrounding viewers tremble with fear.

Xiao Fan, clad in a purple robe, with an Emperor Realm behind him, seemed to float in chaos, radiating a dazzling divine light.

Xiao Fan had comprehended both the Earth and Metal profoundness among the Five Elements Law, and both had reached the Great Success realm. Combined with the Purple Dragon Sword in hand, his power approached that of a Four-Star Titled Emperor Martial. Compared to nine years earlier when he reached King Martial Level 2 through countless cultivation materials, he was a completely different person.

Apart from Prince Donghuang, Zhuang Zhou, Dongfang Huoqing, and others who no longer sought fame and fortune since the Dark Turmoil, Xiao Fan indeed stood out among the current young generation.

However, his opponent was even more astonishing.

Wu Feng, brought out of the Endless Sea by the Heavenly Emperor, guided and nurtured, had cultivation even more powerful than Xiao Fan, reaching the Emperor Realm Eighth Level Early Stage. Although he had only comprehended one ’Wind Profoundness’, it had already reached the Perfect Realm. With bare hands, he was holding his own against Xiao Fan, using various top-tier Emperor Martial Battle Techniques with ease, his attack strategies incredibly violent.

In just an hour, they exchanged over ten thousand moves. Wu Feng seemed to possess a force to awe the world, growing fiercer the more he fought, his combat power escalating, starting to press down on Xiao Fan.

"Xiao Fan, is this all your strength? The so-called Xiao Family’s Heroes are indeed just a joke, it seems your elder brother Xiao Ye is just a figurehead as well."

"It’s a pity your elder brother fell in the Dark Turmoil, otherwise I would bathe in the blood of you two brothers, ascending to the strongest heavenly pride of this era."

Wu Feng, tall and arrogant, stirred terrifying storms with his palms, Emperor Martial Power surging to the skies like a god, each palm seemingly capable of shattering heavens and earth.

He was once just an ordinary martial artist in the Endless Sea, unable to control his own fate.

Who would have thought, one day, he would stand at such a dazzling height, accepting the worshipful gazes around, bathing in the blood of the era’s strongest geniuses?

He knew well, it wasn’t his aptitude but fortune that led him here.

To maintain his current glory, he had to defeat Xiao Fan in the public eye, attracting more geniuses for the Heavenly Emperor.

It wasn’t personal conflict with Xiao Fan but needed to erect an immortal monument for the Heavenly Emperor.

"You haven’t defeated me yet, where do you get the confidence to pose as a victor?"

Xiao Fan was indeed enraged, the Purple Dragon Sword in his hand quivered, an intense purple light surged, and even grander sword light struck at Wu Feng, his swordsmanship like a dragon, as if it could slice through stars.

"Roar!"

Dragon roars echoed through all heavens. At Xiao Fan’s brow appeared a purple seal, resonating with the Purple Dragon Sword in hand, the inner True Spirit seemed on the verge of resurgence.

Boom!

The purple sword light surged, resembling waves in the void, enveloping Wu Feng, making his body tremble as he retreated, with cracks appearing on his palms, red blood dripping down.

Wu Feng was injured!

At that moment, the spectators’ expressions drastically changed.

From the onset of this duel of geniuses, Wu Feng had resisted Xiao Fan’s Purple Dragon Sword with his bare hands, yet now he was injured!

Especially those who once witnessed the Iron Blood Emperor’s son wielding the Purple Dragon Sword and activating its Martial Arts Mark were shocked.

Could Xiao Fan have activated the Purple Dragon Sword’s Martial Arts Mark?

It’s known, once the Purple Dragon Sword’s Martial Arts Mark is activated, one could access the Purple Dragon Sword Technique, which combined with the Purple Dragon Sword, possesses boundless power. In the past, the Iron Blood Emperor’s son reached this point against Xiao Ye.

"Die for me!" Xiao Fan roared furiously, the Purple Dragon Sword in his hand quivering, striking towards Wu Feng once more.

Wu Feng evidently did not anticipate Xiao Fan activating the Purple Dragon Sword’s Martial Arts Mark at this moment, his expression turned grim.

"Xiao Fan, Wu Feng fights barehanded, while you rely on the advantage of a weapon. This fight is unfair, the Domain Master will temporarily hold the Purple Dragon Sword for you, it will be returned post-battle."

But just then, a terrifying momentum surged skyward, immediately followed by a massive palm descending from the heavens, like embodying the will of the Heavenly Dao, directly smashing the Purple Dragon Sword from Xiao Fan’s hand, then sweeping it away.

"Unrivaled Domain Master, you are shameless!"

At this moment, both Prince Donghuang and Zhuang Zhou’s expressions dramatically changed, furiously cursing.

Yet, at that moment, a figure emerged more swiftly than them, a calm voice spreading within the scene.

"Unrivaled Emperor’s son, you find this battle unfair, so why don’t you tell me, what truly constitutes fairness?"

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