83: Chapter 83 One move is all it takes to deal with you

"Hmph, if Lin Hao finds out he's from our hometown, he'll definitely take his anger out on us!" Zhang Han continued.

"Right, Senior Brother Zhang is right. We can't invite Hu Nan to our gatherings anymore!"

"Does Hu Nan really think that by stepping onto the arena, he'll be noticed by the Sect Elders?"

"We should expel Hu Nan!"

"If we're targeted by Lin Hao, we definitely won't be able to survive in the Sect!"

Many of their fellow townsmen chimed in.

They all believed Hu Nan was being arrogant and was seeking death.

At the same time, they felt Hu Nan was dragging them down.

Only by expelling Hu Nan from the Beihai Prefecture would they avoid being targeted by Lin Hao.

Not just Zhang Han and Lin Yao, but the other participating Disciples around them were also discussing incessantly, their tones filled with doubt and confusion.

Some felt that Hu Nan was overestimating himself and was purely going up to die;

others felt that Hu Nan wanted to seek attention, hoping to use this courage to win the Elder's favor;

On the high platform, Sect Leader Xuanyangzi, Lin Zhentian, and other Elders also noticed Hu Nan on the arena.

There was a hint of curiosity in Sect Leader Xuanyangzi's eyes.

Meanwhile, Lin Zhentian's eyes were filled with mockery and contempt.

In his view, his son, Lin Hao, could definitely defeat Hu Nan with ease.

On the arena, Lin Hao looked at Hu Nan, who had suddenly stepped up, the disdain in his eyes deepening with thick contempt: "Your Excellency dares to step onto the stage as well?"

Lin Hao tilted his chin slightly, his expression arrogant to the extreme, as if Hu Nan were nothing more than an ant he could crush at will.

Seeing that Hu Nan didn't speak, Lin Hao sneered and continued to mock: "To tell you the truth, this Young Master can finish you in a single move!"

As his voice fell, a low murmur of agreement and laughter came from below the arena. Many Disciples felt that Lin Hao was telling the truth; the gap between Hu Nan and Lin Hao was like heaven and earth, and a single-move defeat was no exaggeration.

But facing Lin Hao's extreme mockery, Hu Nan also spoke: "I am the same; I can defeat you with just one move."

These words were like a thunderclap exploding beside the No. 13 Martial Arts Arena. The entire field instantly fell into a dead silence, followed by an even more intense uproar in the next second.

All the Disciples looked at Hu Nan on the arena with faces full of shock, their eyes wide and disbelief written all over their faces, as if they had heard the most absurd thing in the world.

They were completely stunned, unable to understand why Hu Nan would make such a boastful claim.

A Low-tier Cultivator actually dared to claim he could defeat Lin Hao, who was at the Peak of the Level 10 Qi Refining Stage, in one move?

This wasn't just overestimating himself; it was pure fantasy!

The Level 8 Qi Refining Cultivator from earlier had been easily defeated by Lin Hao; Hu Nan's words were simply ridiculous.

"Is he crazy? Daring to say he'll defeat Lin Hao in one move? He must have been scared witless!"

"Simply arrogant and conceited, even more flamboyant than Lin Hao. Let's see how he handles it when he's knocked off the arena in one move later!"

"He will definitely be heavily injured by Lin Hao!"

"I've never seen such an arrogant person!"

"I wonder who gave him such courage?"

Discussions rose and fell, filled with shock and mockery. Everyone felt Hu Nan was seeking attention and playing with his life.

Zhang Han, Lin Yao, and the others' faces stiffened, then they couldn't help but laugh out loud, their shock completely replaced by mockery.

Zhang Han sneered, his tone full of disdain as he hissed in a low voice: "What an ignorant fool. I think he's gone mad trying to get famous. Let's see if he still dares to boast after Lin Hao beats him half to death!"

Lin Yao also nodded repeatedly, her face full of contempt. Pulling on Zhang Han's sleeve, she sneered: "Look at him. Usually, he's as quiet as a mute gourd; why has he suddenly become so ridiculous today?"

"Defeat Lin Hao in one move? I bet he can't even touch one of Lin Hao's fingers. He's just bringing humiliation upon himself!"

The two of them went back and forth, their mockery unconcealed and their eyes full of disdain, as if they could already see the wretched state of Hu Nan being knocked off the arena and heavily injured by Lin Hao in one move.

On the high platform, Sect Leader Xuanyangzi, Lin Zhentian, and the other Elders looked at each other in surprise, a hint of disbelief flashing in their eyes.

Lin Zhentian spoke with a bit of mockery: "This Hu Nan certainly talks big."

On the arena, Lin Hao's expression changed drastically upon hearing Hu Nan's words. His arrogant smile froze and was replaced by extreme anger and humiliation.

He never expected that a Low-tier piece of trash would dare to mock him in return, even claiming to defeat him in one move! This wasn't just a provocation; it was a profound humiliation!

"You're courting death!" Lin Hao roared, his voice carrying a bone-chilling coldness and towering rage. The Spiritual Qi around him surged instantly, and the Pressure of the Peak Level 10 Qi Refining Stage flooded toward Hu Nan like a tide.

He flipped his right hand, and a longsword with a chilling glint appeared instantly. The sword shimmered with spiritual light and emitted a biting cold; it was a Low Grade Mysterious Rank Magical Artifact.

Without waiting for Hu Nan to move, Lin Hao's figure flashed. Carrying towering rage and holding his longsword, he attacked Hu Nan fiercely. The sword's momentum was sharp, the wind howled, and it carried a world-destroying Aura. He had clearly developed an intent to kill, wanting to heavily injure Hu Nan in one move to wash away the humiliation!

The gaze of the entire audience focused once more on the No. 13 Martial Arts Arena. Everyone held their breath; some looked forward to Lin Hao defeating Hu Nan in one move.

Zhang Han, Lin Yao, and the others also stopped their mockery, staring intently at the arena, eagerly anticipating the scene of Hu Nan being defeated by Lin Hao.

Only Fairy Qingling on the high platform looked at Hu Nan with curiosity.

Because Fairy Qingling had already recognized Hu Nan as the person who had led her to identify the evil Cultivators a few years ago.

She had also passed the Gale Sword Technique to Hu Nan.

Lin Hao's Speed was extremely fast, reaching Hu Nan in the blink of an eye.

His longsword also stabbed toward Hu Nan's chest.

At this moment, Hu Nan finally moved.

His expression remained calm without a hint of panic. A flash of spiritual light appeared beneath his feet, and his figure suddenly became agile and swift, far exceeding everyone's expectations. He easily dodged Lin Hao's certain-hit strike.

Before Lin Hao could react, Hu Nan flipped his right hand, and the black wind sword instantly appeared in his grasp.

Immediately after, all the Spiritual Qi around him gathered onto the blade. With a slight flick of his wrist, the black wind sword turned into an afterimage, fast as lightning.

As the black wind sword danced, it left only blurry sword shadows. The wind howled, carrying sharp Killing Intent, and closed in on Lin Hao in an instant.

Lin Hao's face changed abruptly, the Killing Intent in his eyes replaced by extreme shock. He never expected Hu Nan to have hidden his strength, and that his power would be so formidable!

He wanted to retreat and parry, but Hu Nan's sword Speed was too fast—so fast he couldn't react in time. He could only instinctively raise his sword to try and block.

"Clang—" A crisp, ear-piercing sound of metal clashing rang out. Spiritual Qi exploded violently, and the shockwave spread outward, forcing the Disciples at the edge of the arena to retreat.

Lin Hao felt a massive force travel through the sword. His arm throbbed with pain, and the sword was instantly knocked from his hand, flying backward and embedding itself deeply into the wooden boards at the arena's edge, vibrating with a hum.

Before he could steady himself, Hu Nan's black wind sword had already pierced his right shoulder. The sharp tip tore through his robes, and blood instantly sprayed out, staining his magnificent green brocade robe red.

"Argh—" A shrill scream escaped Lin Hao's mouth. He trembled all over, his face turning as pale as paper, his eyes filled with pain and disbelief.

Hu Nan's expression remained unchanged, as indifferent as water. With a slight exertion of his wrist, he withdrew the black wind sword and then raised his right foot, kicking Lin Hao fiercely in the chest.

With a muffled "thud," Lin Hao's body flew backward like a broken kite, crashing heavily to the ground below the arena. Dust kicked up as he lay there, unable to move anymore.

He struggled to lift his head but lacked the strength. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, which stained his lips. His eyes were glazed, the Spiritual Qi in his body was in complete disarray, and the wound on his right shoulder continued to bleed. He was clearly severely injured, unable to crawl up or even find the strength to lift a hand.

The once-invincible Lin Hao, who had boasted of defeating Hu Nan in one move, now lay paralyzed on the ground like a stray dog, in a pathetic state.

At this moment, the entire Martial Arts Square fell into a deathly silence.

No discussions, no cheers—no one even dared to breathe loudly. Everyone stared wide-eyed at Hu Nan on the arena and then at the collapsed Lin Hao, their faces filled with disbelief, as if they had witnessed the most absurd and inconceivable thing in the world.

Time seemed to stand still, leaving only Lin Hao's faint gasps and the soft sound of the wind blowing.

Standing in the crowd, Zhang Han was struck as if by lightning. His body stiffened, his eyes bulged, and his mouth hung open wide enough to fit a fist. The anticipation and mockery on his face were instantly replaced by extreme shock.

He instinctively raised his hands and rubbed his eyes vigorously, over and over, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly: "No... impossible... how is this possible?"

He never imagined that the usually taciturn and seemingly weak Hu Nan could actually defeat Lin Hao! And with a single move, no less, heavily injuring the arrogant Lin Hao and kicking him off the arena!

How could that Hu Nan, who was always careful with his words and never argued with anyone, possess such formidable strength?

This completely overturned all of his perceptions!

Lin Yao was also trembling all over, her face as pale as paper. Her eyes were filled with terror and disbelief. Her lips quivered, but she couldn't utter a single word.

She had previously mocked Hu Nan for overestimating himself, saying he couldn't even touch one of Lin Hao's fingers. But now, reality had dealt her a harsh slap to the face, leaving her speechless.