Yan Hong's movement seemed to anger the heavens, unleashing thunder that crackled fiercely. A violent storm materialized, shaking the space. It swept toward Chen Fan, seemingly aiming to tear him into pieces.
Within Yan Hong was a profound and robust power.
His every move carried divine momentum; it seemed like he could transform into lightning and thunder to obliterate his opponent.
That single move proved why Yan Hong was one of the four favorites to win the competition.
He appeared above Chen Fan, his gaze clear and cold. With an indifferent tone, he said, “It’s over. Even though you’re the dark horse of this competition, you can’t defeat me!”
With a wave of his hand, waves surged as if the entire sea had flooded the arena. The surrounding air immobilized Chen Fan.
A massive hand materialized above Chen Fan, seemingly capable of tearing down the heavens.
Sea Suppressor Great Hand Seal!
According to rumors, when one successfully mastered the Sea Suppressor Great Hand Seal, they could suppress all ocean storms and deep-sea monsters.
Mastering this technique required standing amidst ocean storms, absorbing their power day and night to refine one's primeval force.
Over time, practitioners would connect with the ocean, absorbing its endless power to learn this rare hand seal.
As he struck with his palm, vast, majestic ocean storms materialized one after another and swept toward Chen Fan.
Feeling the overwhelming pressure, Chen Fan realized he had underestimated the top core disciples of the four great sects.
They were all great talents and had all stumbled upon some unique opportunities, honing their skills and amassing immense strength.
The force of Yan Hong's palm strike rivaled the attacks of the ancient piranha king from the Nebulous Mysterious Realm.
The Sea Suppressor Great Hand Seal broke through the heavens and seemed to drown Chen Fan in an endless ocean, leaving him little room to counterattack.
Chen Fan promptly executed his killer move.
“Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes!”
Numerous flaming spear lights pierced through the void and shook the sky, aiming to shatter the descending great hand seal.
The two’s attacks collided violently, producing an endless chain of explosions. Fierce winds spiraled out, forming tornadoes that covered heaven and earth.
Ding, ding, dang, dang...
Chen Fan wielded the iron spear and stabbed the great hand seal. Sparks flew with each collision, as their primeval forces and physical strengths clashed, along with their indomitable wills.
“Sea Calming Finger.”
Suddenly, the great hand seal disappeared, replaced by a single finger.
Like Ruyi Jingu Bang, Yan Hong’s finger grew to push back Chen Fan’s spear tip.
The finger neutralized Chen Fan’s Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes immediately, revealing the iron spear’s true form. It was a black, plain-looking, ancient spear with a four-sided blade, radiating waves of scorching hot aura that seemed capable of melting heaven and earth.
Yan Hong flicked his finger against Chen Fan's iron spear using the power of sea suppression and said calmly, "Impressive. You've withstood my Sea Suppressor Great Hand Seal, forcing me to use the Sea Calming Finger. No wonder you've made it this far.
"However, acknowledging your strength is one thing; being your match is another. Admit defeat and preserve your dignity."
Chen Fan suddenly shook his arm and his iron spear moved swiftly, attacking relentlessly.
“Sorry for disappointing you,” said Chen Fan, as he attacked with Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes again.
This time, there was a subtle difference. The attack incorporated the depth of Devastating Thrust, increasing its power significantly.
During Chen Fan’s journey back to the Great Chu Empire, he had practiced his martial arts nonstop. He refined his Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes and integrated them with his self-created Devastating Thrust, enhancing the attack's might.
As he struck out this time, it seemed as if the mountain rivers would flow backward, the sun and the moon would lose their colors, and even the gods and the devils would retreat.
“Great spearmanship!”
When Chen Fan executed this spear technique, spectators, including Core Formation realm experts, couldn't help but marvel at the high-level combat unfolding before them.
The expression of Fengyunzi, Chen Muyang, and some experts who bet against Wei Buyu sank. Finally, they realized that Chen Fan was a freak—someone they couldn’t look upon with the usual lenses.
Yan Hong was among the four strongest participants, so many believed that he would stop Chen Fan’s advance. He even gained the upper hand in the first two moves they exchanged.
However, Chen Fan switched up his move slightly, and the power of Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes increased exponentially.
If Yan Hong were to lose to Chen Fan, it would almost guarantee Chen Fan a spot in the top three. They would have to pay a heavy price then.
“What?” Even Yan Hong was surprised by Chen Fan's sudden change in tactics.
He immediately felt as if his surrounding aura was locked in place, and he had slipped into an extremely profound force field, unable to break free from the dire situation.
Sounds of spirits wailing echoed in the void.
They appeared to be wailing in agony because they couldn’t resist the attack and were about to perish. They begged Chen Fan to spare their lives.
Yan Hong’s expression changed. He stepped back repeatedly; suddenly, his qi erupted and his primeval force moved about in all directions.
“Sea God Seven Forms! Sea Suppressor Form, Sea Calming Form, Serene Sea Form, Sea Pacifying Form, Sea Disrupting Form, Sea Parting Form, Sealess Form!”
As he executed seven moves in a row, seven oceans suddenly appeared around Yan Hong.
He was completely hidden within the seven oceans, and to strike him, one had to first break through the seven oceans.
However, Chen Fan’s attack was simply unstoppable.
Terrifying force erupted and wreaked havoc. The oceans were blown apart, producing a series of loud explosions.
“How is this possible?”
Yan Hong couldn’t contain his shock and fear at seeing Chen Fan neutralizing his greatest attack.
Unfazed, Chen Fan stepped forward, darting toward Yan Hong.
His arms appeared as though crafted from steel tendons and iron bones, brimming with seemingly boundless strength. The space cried out mournfully with a whoosh as he executed the Devastating Thrust, aiming straight for Yan Hong’s throat.
Water waves immediately flowed around Yan Hong, transforming into seventy-two streams, trying to defend him.
This was a treasure—Mystic Waters Heavenly River—capable of reshaping and dispersing at will. With seventy-two intricate formations, it was nearly invulnerable, absorbing the primeval force of any attack.
However, Chen Fan’s spear attack was a pure outburst of physical strength, destroying all arts.
The seventy-two streams exploded, reverting to the Mystic Waters Heavenly River's original form.
The treasure slammed into Yan Hong’s chest with a bang, and he flew backward immediately like a kite with its string snapped, spewing a large mouthful of blood in the air.
With a flick of his finger, Chen Fan released a wisp of qi, shattering Yan Hong's token.
Yan Hong was defeated!