Chapter 1946: Chapter 1949: You Want Me to Release Him? You’re Not Worthy!
"In this arena, Kun Yun’s strength is far more terrifying than outside."
"This kid is too arrogant, he’s going to suffer a big loss. At this point, even if he wants to summon that Ancient Centipede, he doesn’t have a chance."
"Too arrogant, and it’s his own fault. There are no weaklings among the Sea Festival Sect’s people. This person may have some strength, but he’s far too conceited."
"With his talent and strength, if he joins the Sea Festival Sect, he will surely rise to a high position. If he receives the Sea Festival Sect’s training, his power will become even more terrifying. If he is defeated by Kun Yun now, it would all be for naught."
Many of the spectators, the martial artists and demon gods at the half-step Heavenly Human Realm, shook their heads. The Yuan Whale clan is almost the strongest in brute force among the Sea Beasts.
In this arena, the confined space is just enough to allow Kun Yun to exert his full power, making it difficult for Chu Fengmian at every turn.
Even if it were them, they might not have the ability to withstand Kun Yun’s charge.
But even martial artists and demon gods at the half-step Heavenly Human Realm wouldn’t choose opponents like Kun Yun when selecting who to face. It’s asking for trouble.
Many people shook their heads and looked at Chu Fengmian with disdain in their eyes. If you have strength but no brain, you’re just a waste.
On the arena.
Seeing the enormous Yuan Whale, which Kun Yun transformed into, charging towards Chu Fengmian.
The tremendous force unleashed by the enormous Yuan Whale seemed to crush everything in its path, causing the entire arena to tremble, seemingly unable to withstand this massive power.
Chu Fengmian just stood there, watching the massive Yuan Whale rushing towards him, without dodging or evading. Just as the enormous Yuan Whale was about to crash into Chu Fengmian’s body, Chu Fengmian suddenly moved.
With a lift of his hand, Dragon Power surged suddenly. The power of thousands of Dragon Clan martial techniques coalesced at that moment, forming a gigantic dragon claw a thousand feet in size, striking down.
Rumble!
This enormous dragon claw, a thousand feet in size, collided fiercely with Kun Yun on the arena. Kun Yun’s body trembled, and the body of the massive Yuan Whale was directly caught by the giant dragon claw and in the next moment, was thrown down.
Pang!
Under the giant dragon claw, Kun Yun’s body was crushed into pieces, transforming back into human form, held within the palm of this giant dragon claw.
Falling into the dragon claw, Kun Yun appeared extremely miserable, already severely injured, and unable to escape from Chu Fengmian’s grasp.
Once again, defeated in a single move.
Not only when facing Kun Da, but even against Kun Yun, it was the same one-move defeat.
Around the arena, a pin-drop silence reigned.
Whether it was the disciples of the Sea Festival Sect or the martial artists and demon gods waiting to participate in the assessment.
It seemed no one had predicted this scene.
Among them, even some who believed that Chu Fengmian had hidden strength thought that he would have to have an extended battle with Kun Yun before deciding the winner.
Who knew, Chu Fengmian easily defeated Kun Yun with a single move.
The intricacies of the move Chu Fengmian just unleashed were unclear to them, yet anyone could sense the terrifying nature of that move.
If it were said that Chu Fengmian managing to defeat Kun Da with one move was partly due to Kun Da’s arrogance and not using his full strength,
Then this time, Kun Yun learned from Kun Da’s lesson, and he transformed into his original form and unleashed all his power right at the start. But even then, he was easily defeated by Chu Fengmian in one move.
"Oh? Within this move of his, there seems to be a faint integration of tens of thousands of Dragon Clan martial techniques. Could this be the Primordial Nine Styles?"
Some martial artists and demon gods knowledgeable about Dragon Clan martial techniques had already slightly discerned the mysteries of Chu Fengmian’s move.
The Primordial Nine Styles.
Today, myriad Dragon Clan martial techniques have all evolved from these Primordial Nine Styles.
The move Chu Fengmian just executed appeared to integrate the power of thousands of different Dragon Clan martial techniques, somewhat resembling the Primordial Nine Styles.
"It’s still a bit chaotic, not the true Primordial Nine Styles, but this person’s understanding of Dragon Clan martial techniques has indeed reached an extremely high level."
"Even among the true Dragon Clan, it’s rare for Dragon Clan prodigies to reach such a level of understanding in Dragon Clan martial techniques."
"This person, though a Dragon Whale, has surprisingly reached such a level of understanding in Dragon Clan martial techniques. It seems he has indeed had some fortuitous encounters."
Various gazes directed at Chu Fengmian, many of them quietly discussing, even Sea King Ping Sheng’s eyes flickered, looking at Chu Fengmian, seemingly deep in thought.
On the arena.
Kun Yun was being held in the palm of Chu Fengmian’s hand, struggling continuously, yet no amount of struggle could free him from Chu Fengmian’s grip.
Facing all the gazes from below, Kun Yun felt a sense of humiliation.
Kun Yun considered himself a disciple of the Sea Festival Sect. Despite being defeated by Chu Fengmian, his arrogance didn’t diminish as he roared at Chu Fengmian.
"Damn it! You little bastard, let me go, or when we return to the Sea Festival Sect, you’ll suffer!"
"Oh? At this moment, you still dare to insult me? Ignorant of death!"
Upon hearing Kun Yun’s words, a hint of killing intent flashed in Chu Fengmian’s eyes. Just as he was about to act, suddenly, a voice was transmitted from the side.
"Release Kun Yun."
This voice sounded light, but the tone revealed a hint of command.
Chu Fengmian directed his gaze to the side and saw the voice originated from Cang Lang.
Seeing Chu Fengmian’s intent to kill, Cang Lang intervened, but not with persuasion, rather with a blatantly threatening command.
"Hmm?"
Chu Fengmian glanced at Cang Lang, his eyes turning as if pondering something, then suddenly let out a sinister smile.
"Release him? There’s no such rule in the arena, is there."
"Who do you think you are, to dare to command me? I originally didn’t want to kill him, but since you spoke, he should die then!"
As Chu Fengmian spoke, he suddenly increased the force within his palm.
The body of Kun Yun was squeezed until it swelled and expanded, reaching its limit before shattering with a boom.
Kun Yun, in this manner, was crushed in Chu Fengmian’s grip.
But that wasn’t the end; Chu Fengmian gathered his spiritual power and suddenly struck with a palm. Kun Yun, whose body had just been crushed, was unable to escape with his essence and blood being completely shattered without any chance to reconstruct his body, perishing on the spot.
Kun Yun, a seed disciple of the Sea Festival Sect, met his end at the hands of Chu Fengmian on the arena.
This scene made everyone below the arena feel a twinge of fear in their hearts.
