“Xia Qingyuan lost? My god, this is too unbelievable. She’s our era’s battle goddess and she lost. A pity, what a pity. I thought the final battle would be between her and Wanxin.”
“I know, right? She unleashed twenty-four layers of Yellow Court Fist Will, yet couldn’t defeat Chen Fan. This should be her limit. What a shame, but Chen Fan’s strength is terrifying too.”
“In that case, I’m afraid the final battle will be between Chen Fan and Wanxin; however, Wanxin is bound to win that. He is a half-step Manifestation realm expert after all.”
“The Peerless Peak’s disciples are terrifying.”
“Hey, do you think some other contestants are also hiding their true cultivation level? If there’s another in the half-step Manifestation realm, the championship could be anyone’s.”
“Let’s wait and see. Everyone expects Wanxin to take the title, but I’m rooting for Chen Fan. Who knows how strong he really is? We can’t look down on him—he’s a Peerless Peak freak.”
“You have a point. Either way, let’s just watch. My blood’s pumping just thinking about it! Too bad I got eliminated early and missed the chance to face these top geniuses.”
Xia Qingyuan’s surrender sent the crowd into a frenzy.
Some felt pity, while others cursed Chen Fan for not going easy on a woman.
After all, who could ever hate a pretty face?
Unfazed by the chatter, Chen Fan strode toward Peerless Peak’s area.
Zhu Yue, a free-spirit, laughed boisterously and said, “Haha, not bad, Junior Brother, not bad at all. It seems the championship for the Heavenly Star realm group is down to you and Wanxin.”
Di Chen, Duanmu Lingxing, and the others also showered Chen Fan with a round of praise.
The Heavenly Star realm group only had the final four contestants left: Wanxin, Chen Fan, Jiang Chi, and Li Hanxing.
These four would face off in pairs, with two advancing to the final match to compete for the championship.
Countless gazes fell on the four. Reaching this stage confirmed them as the most outstanding geniuses of the Heavenly Star realm group, the brightest stars of the tournament.
The bell tolled, and the thrones glowed once more.
Chen Fan did not bother checking who his opponent would be; he simply stepped into the spatial arena.
No matter who stood across from him, they wouldn’t stop his advance.
His next opponent was Li Hanxing from the Suspended Sovereign Palace Hall.
Li Hanxing looked at Chen Fan sharply and said, “Chen Fan, who would have thought? You crawled all the way to the top four with just sixth-level cultivation; unfortunately, this is where your journey ends.”
“Do you know how many times I have heard that? If every one of them queued up, you won’t even get to be a part of that line,” Chen Fan said indifferently.
Momentarily surprised, Li Hanxing laughed and said, "Peerless Peak freaks sure are all arrogant. The rumors weren’t an exaggeration, I see.”
"Enough talk. Let’s get started," Chen Fan said as he stepped forward, moving in on Li Hanxing.
“Haha, come on, break!” Li Hanxing laughed out loud. His aura erupted, forming a howling gale. Clenching his fist, he punched, setting off layers of ripples in space.
Deafening explosions rang out. A figure flew out from the storm—Li Hanxing.
Chen Fan also flew out from the storm, but he hadn’t been knocked back. He was rushing toward Li Hanxing.
A terrifying palm that suppressed the heavens blasted toward Li Hanxing.
“You’re strong as expected, Chen Fan. I’m afraid your combat strength has already reached the level of the half-step Manifestation realm, but it won’t be that easy to defeat me. Eyes of Double Splendor!
Suddenly, Li Hanxing’s eyes glowed with divine power. Each time they opened, the world grew brighter, and when they closed, it darkened. His gaze was both terrifying and profound, with each eye fracturing into three thousand complex reflections, each imbued with mysterious might.
Li Hanxing’s eyes shot out spatial tunnels filled with distorting force fields and star fields materialized. Immediately, Chen Fan and his opponent were separated by countless galaxies with unreachable boundaries.
This was the power of the Eyes of Double Splendor—the ability to distort space-time, the king of ten thousand eyes.
Chen Fan struck with his hand, but Li Hanxing’s eyes flashed. In an instant, a large hand, identical to Chen Fan’s, mirrored his move and shattered his palm.
“It’s useless, Chen Fan. My Eye of Double Splendor can copy all Dao techniques, all physiques, and even all treasures. So, all your attacks are useless against me.” Li Hanxing’s voice echoed from within the distorted space-time tunnel.
Chen Fan peered through the tunnel, faintly seeing a pair of eyes copying his every move and even his physique. He seemed trapped in a thoroughly disadvantageous position.
Li Hanxing’s eye technique could duplicate every skill and ability, making any counterattack seem meaningless.
Chen Fan did not show the slightest hint of panic. He smirked at his mirrored image in the depths of the space-time tunnel, then darted forward.
Chen Fan’s speed shattered the sound barrier, warping space as he collided with the tunnel’s distortion field.
“Why resist?” Li Hanxing’s voice sighed in Chen Fan’s ear. “You’re fighting yourself—how can anyone defeat their own equal?”
Chen Fan did not say a word, accelerating through the space-time tunnel.
Opposite him, the copy matched Chen Fan’s every move. As Chen Fan attacked, the copy mirrored his actions.
“Die!” A streak of Green Lotus Sword Qi erupted from Chen Fan, slashing out. The copy on the other side released an identical streak.
Two streaks of Green Lotus Sword Qi collided in the space-time tunnel. With a rumble, the entire space-time tunnel became unstable, facing intense turbulence. A storm of swords ravaged wildly.
Without any change in expression, Chen Fan executed big killing moves.
But each time, his copy struck with equal force, perfectly replicating every move.
Just as Li Hanxing had said, Chen Fan was fighting himself.