247: Senior Brother Wang Yan, you lose! [Seeking follow-up reading]

Silence enveloped the entire mountaintop.

Those shifting gazes swept over, finally landing on Lin Fan.

On the ruined platform, Ying Huanhuan had just walked over to Ying Xiaoxiao.

At this moment, both sisters were staring blankly at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't care about their gazes. He moved, landing in the arena, and looked at Wang Yan, calmly saying, "Senior Brother Wang Yan, please enlighten me."

Wang Yan's figure paused. After a moment, he slowly turned around, his eyes fixed on Lin Fan, sharp as knives. A fierce Evil Qi once again emanated from his body.

However, under Wang Yan's Evil Qi, Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged.

Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Wang Yan, you're still far from being able to scare me with your Aura. Let's just start the fight!"

Wang Yan stared at Lin Fan, silent for a moment, then said, "Since you insist, then let's fight! However, as I said before, I won't hold back when I fight."

"No worries, I don't need you to hold back," Lin Fan chuckled.

Then, his gaze turned towards the high platform seats.

Seeing his gaze, Chen Zhen, Qi Lei, and the other Hall Masters on the platform exchanged glances, finally all looking at Ying Xuanzi in the center.

Ying Xuanzi's ocean-like eyes stared at Lin Fan in the arena. After a moment, he seemed to let out a soft laugh, then nodded slightly.

Chen Zhen and the others breathed a slight sigh of relief when they saw Ying Xuanzi nod.

Then, Chen Zhen's gaze swept across the entire arena, his voice low as he said, "This will be the final match of this Hall Examination."

"The winner will claim the ultimate championship, and also the authority to command Disciples during the Sect Tournament."

"If you are all ready... then begin!"

As Chen Zhen's final low voice fell, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly solidified!

Whoosh!

However, this solidification only lasted for a few breaths.

Then, an astonishing Evil Qi suddenly erupted from the arena.

Wang Yan's figure instantly transformed into an afterimage. His heavy sword fell into his hand, and the blade shot out straight, like a flash of lightning, stabbing towards Lin Fan's throat!

The moment Wang Yan made his move, Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He stomped his foot on the ground, and his entire body soared into the air. At the same time, he clenched his palm, and a black tree trunk appeared!

Lin Fan's mind stirred, activating the power of the Desolate Ancient Symbol. Extreme power erupted, and he directly wielded the black tree, which was like refined iron, and smashed it fiercely towards the black heavy sword!

"Clang!"

The heavy sword and the black tree collided with a crash in the next instant, and sharp gusts of wind swept out.

Boom!

A terrifying storm spread across the arena. The powerful shockwave seemed to distort space.

Wang Yan's body was directly thrown back, out of control, and the black heavy sword almost flew out of his hand!

Even Wang Yan's face turned a little pale, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Whoa!

The surrounding crowd burst into an uproar when they saw this scene.

They had never expected such a situation to occur in the very first move of Lin Fan and Wang Yan's fight!

A hint of joy flashed in Ying Huanhuan's large eyes.

As soon as Wang Yan landed, he immediately launched a counterattack. The black heavy sword in his hand directly transformed into a black storm, and sharp, violent sword Qi, like an overwhelming tide, enveloped Lin Fan!

Facing Wang Yan's offensive, Lin Fan's mind stirred, and a pair of crimson wings, several meters in size, suddenly appeared behind him. Blazing flames burned on the wings, full of danger amidst their brilliance!

It was the Vermilion Bird Wings!

Lin Fan's crimson wings behind him flapped, and he soared into the air. The flapping wings deflected all the sharp sword Qi that was rushing towards him.

Immediately, his five fingers shot out fiercely. The Void Realm behind him cracked again, and from within the Void Realm, an ancient figure stepped out.

"Great Desolate Imprisoning Sky Hand!" Lin Fan didn't waste any words. His left palm suddenly shot out, and he slammed it towards Wang Yan on the ground!

Boom!

As Lin Fan's palm descended, the light and shadow from the Void Realm also struck out with a palm.

Instantly, an enormous ancient palm print appeared out of thin air, and then fiercely suppressed Wang Yan below!

Above the sky, Primordial Qi surged violently, directly locking onto Wang Yan below.

Before the giant palm even landed, the ground below had already cracked with terrifying fissures, extending hundreds of meters away!

Many Dao Sect disciples felt their scalps tingle and frantically retreated, fearing they would be caught in the aftermath.

Hiss!

Wang Yan looked up at the terrifying giant palm whistling down from the sky, a look of solemnity flashing in his eyes. He fiercely plunged his heavy sword into the ground.

Then, his hand seals changed abruptly, and instantly, astonishing fluctuations also surged out from within his body.

"Emperor Scripture, Emperor Bell!"

The Primordial Qi between heaven and earth almost converged around Wang Yan at this moment with a frantic intensity, and then, combined with the vast Primordial Qi within his body, it transformed into a gigantic ancient bell under the gaze of countless eyes.

Clang!

The moment the ancient bell formed, the giant palm in the sky also whistled down with terrifying fluctuations, then heavily struck the ancient giant bell.

Instantly, a resounding bell chime echoed between heaven and earth.

Dong!

The already devastated mountaintop was once again subjected to a violent impact. The originally shattered boulders were instantly pulverized by the expanding shockwave.

Crack!

Countless gazes converged on the collision point. After enduring such a terrifying impact, the giant ancient bell also burst with cracks, and finally, with a bang, completely shattered.

"Pfft!"

Wang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood. His disheveled, tattered figure reappeared in everyone's sight.

"Whoosh!"

Lin Fan's Vermilion Bird Wings vibrated, directly stirring up a scorching storm in this area.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan's figure appeared in front of Wang Yan, and the black tree trunk in his hand struck down fiercely on Wang Yan's shoulder.

"Bang!"

A dull sound rang out. Wang Yan was directly sent flying backward, spitting blood wildly, his chest even caved in.

Wang Yan's face was pale. He stumbled and staggered, barely managing to stand up, but Lin Fan was already in front of him again.

"Senior Brother Wang Yan, you've lost!"

Lin Fan's black tree trunk swung out again, but it did not fall, instead hovering above Wang Yan's head.

"Bang bang bang!"

Around Wang Yan's body, the ground instantly cracked, covered in fissures, and then exploded with a roar, creating a giant pit dozens of meters deep!

Only the spot where Wang Yan stood remained as a small platform.

At the same time, an exquisite, golden glowing dagger was pressed against Wang Yan's throat, directly piercing through the keratin layer of his Primordial Spirit, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his throat.

Just a little deeper, and it could pierce through his throat!