114: Chapter 114 True Martial Overlord Fist - Utter Silence!

"Holy shit! Did Zhao Bufan pop a pill?"

The surrounding Prodigies exclaimed in shock.

"This is just too shameless, isn't it?"

"Rank twenty-eight on the hidden dragon ranking, and this is how he acts?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk~ Zhenwu Sect, always so consistently shameless!"

But Zhao Bufan turned a deaf ear to these taunts and jeers!

He stomped his foot, and his body shot out like a cannonball!

Waving his fists, he struck out at Chen Yan once again.

This time, his fist force was several times stronger than before!

The wind from his fists blew, making Chen Yan's cheeks ache!

But Chen Yan's eyes lit up. Seeing Zhao Bufan lunging at him, he actually flew up to meet him, brandishing his sword to counterattack!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The spiritual sword struck Zhao Bufan's fists, producing a series of metallic ringing sounds.

Zhao Bufan was fine, but Chen Yan was shaken back several yards!

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning slightly pale.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Bufan laughed wildly. "Chen Yan, aren't you very strong? Come on! Keep going!"

"Today, you are dead!"

He pressed forward step by step, each punch meant to kill.

Chen Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Instead of fear, a feeling of excitement surged in his heart!

"Who dies is still uncertain!"

The spiritual sword in his hand trembled, and his Sword Intent changed abruptly!

From the sharpness of Geng Metal to the ferocity of Crimson Flame!

"Heaven-Burning Sword Art!"

A wisp of Purple Sun Fire danced on the sword, attacking wildly against Zhao Bufan's fists!

"Clang, clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang!"

Their figures intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged hundreds of blows!

Chen Yan rotated through the five elemental sword arts, feeling the evenly matched pressure coming from his Flying Sword!

He laughed loudly, calling out how exhilarating it was!

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Exhilarating! So exhilarating!"

The more he fought, the more excited he became; the louder he laughed!

His Sword Intent continued to climb, and his transitions between sword moves became increasingly smooth and effortless.

Heaven knows how stifled he had been, being suppressed all the way since he descended the mountain!

In Qingyun City, he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet he was surrounded and hunted by Nascent Souls from the Shadow Kill Pavilion, barely surviving after using all his trump cards!

Afterward, following his Revered Master, although he broke through to the Golden Core stage in the Nether Soul Secret Realm.

Whether it was Xue Wuhen or other demonic sect experts, every one of them was an existence that could crush him!

He had barely managed to survive the Secret Realm.

And then he encountered an old fogey from the Zhenwu Sect, bullying the young!

Throughout his journey, the people he fought were either small fries or, dammit, Mahayana big shots!

Now that he had finally encountered a Zhao Bufan!

How could he not laugh, being able to attack with full force without any worries?

"Hahaha! Zhao Bufan!"

Chen Yan slashed with his sword, the sword light carrying scorching flames, pressing Zhao Bufan down under his sword.

As the Sword Qi rampaged, it cut a gash on Zhao Bufan's face!

Blood flowed freely!

"To be able to block so many of my swords with your Nascent Soul Stage cultivation!"

"I am willing to call you the strongest Nascent Soul!"

Leng Qingshuang raised a hand to cover her face: "..."

How embarrassing!

Saintess Su Wanrou's eyes sparkled: "( ღ ˘ ⌣ ˘ ღ )"

So handsome~

Everyone: "((( ; ꒪ ꈊ ꒪ ; )))"

Holy shit!

This kid actually pulled off the cool act!

But truth be told!

To be able to suppress the pill-popping Late Nascent Soul stage Zhao Bufan with just the Early Golden Core Stage!

How many people present could dare say they could do that!

"Damn it!"

Zhao Bufan crossed his fists, blocking Chen Yan's spiritual sword.

Hearing the surrounding people whispering, he instantly became angry from shame!

He gritted his teeth and roared: "You are courting death!"

Boom!

His Fist Intent erupted, and after blasting Chen Yan's spiritual sword away with one punch, he flew back, putting distance between them!

"Originally, I did not want to win unfairly!"

Cold light flashed in Zhao Bufan's eyes. From his Storage Pouch, he summoned a pair of black gauntlets and slowly put them on!

"But today, you must die!"

Chen Yan looked at him and couldn't help but "snort".

He extended a pinky finger and dug in his ear: "My ears have grown calluses from hearing that line!"

"What do you mean you don't want to win unfairly?"

His eyes were full of contempt: "Bitches are just pretentious!"

"You, a Nascent Soul Stage, are fighting my Golden Core, and you don't want to win unfairly?"

"You pop a pill when you see things aren't going your way, and you don't want to win unfairly?"

"You pull out a Magic Treasure when you can't win, and you don't want to win unfairly?"

"You really do have an excuse for everything!"

"You are truly shameless, playing the victim while being the aggressor!"

"Pfft!"

On the platform, someone watching Zhao Bufan's face turn blue and red couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This Chen Yan, his strength is truly formidable, but his mouth is truly vicious!

Gotta be careful when fighting this kid in the future!

Don't talk, just fight!

Because you can't outtalk him at all!

"Ah!!!"

Zhao Bufan roared and activated the power of the Magic Treasure!

An Earth Rank aura suddenly surged from his hands!

"Go to hell, dammit!"

He flew up, throwing punches continuously, and fist imprints instantly covered all directions around Chen Yan!

The fist imprints flew in, and the suddenly increased terrifying power actually tore cracks into the space!

"Fuck! Another pay-to-win player!"

Chen Yan pinched a sword art, and the Flying Sword in his hand shot out instantly!

"Golden Crow Patrols the Heavens!"

Hum!

The Sword Qi transformed into a purple-red Golden Crow, flying to meet the dense fist imprints!

But the next second!

"Clang!" With a loud noise, his Flying Sword wailed and flew back, its light dimming on the blade.

Chen Yan's expression changed, full of heartache: "Holy shit! My sword!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Bufan waved his gauntlets, which were completely unharmed and glowing brightly.

"This is my Profound Rank High Grade Magic Treasure, 'Mountain-Crushing Gauntlets', specially designed to counter your trash Flying Sword!"

"Now, let's see how you can still jump around!"

"Zhenwu Overlord Fist — Annihilation of All Things!"

He threw a punch, aiming straight for Chen Yan's face.

A black fist imprint shot out from the Mountain-Crushing Gauntlets!

The Zhenwu Sect's true transmission Divine Ability, under the enhancement of his Perfection-stage Fist Intent, actually pinned Chen Yan's body firmly in place!

If this punch landed, Chen Yan would definitely die!

But Chen Yan stood his ground with his sword, pinching a seal with both hands!

"Immovable Root Seal — Vajra Hold!"

A massive amount of Spiritual Qi and Sword Qi was poured into the sword, transforming into a brown barrier!

"Bang!" The black Fist Intent struck the barrier, making a loud noise!

That barrier also cracked under Zhao Bufan's powerful attack!

Leng Qingshuang's expression changed drastically, her shuanghua sword instantly unsheathed, ready to execute Zhao Bufan directly!

But inside the barrier, Chen Yan chuckled: "Sister, let me handle it myself."

Leng Qingshuang looked at her Rebellious Disciple and saw he showed no signs of struggle; although worried, she chose to trust him.

Zhao Bufan saw this and scoffed: "Do you think you still have a chance?"

He pulled his fist to his waist, his Fist Intent gathering, and wisps of Spiritual Qi from the space were gathered onto his fist!

It was exactly the move that Zhao Quan and Yu Sheng had used!

"Zhenwu Overlord Fist — Silence of All Sounds!"

Hum~~~~~~ Ding!

In the mysterious void, this punch seemed to come with its own sound effects!

Following the "Ding!" sound!

Everything suddenly stopped!

Zhao Bufan slowly pushed his fist out!

A tiny black dot "floated" toward Chen Yan!

"Swish!"

To outsiders, the attack looked as slow as a turtle, but in Chen Yan's eyes, it was as swift as a meteor!

In the blink of an eye, the black dot had already landed on his Vajra Hold barrier!

"Pop!" A soft sound.

Then the black dot exploded violently!

Terrifying energy erupted wildly from that point!

Instantly engulfing Chen Yan's figure!

Watching this scene, Leng Qingshuang's heart skipped a beat!

Her body reacted faster than her brain, and she lunged straight toward Chen Yan: "Chen Yan!"