Chapter 387 - Tyrant Fist

Chapter 387 - Tyrant Fist

“What an intense fight. Heavens, I feel like my heart is going to jump out.”

“Neither of them is giving in an inch. It’s like Mars crashing onto Earth. We have all underestimated Chen Fan. He is definitely on par with Yuan Kun, Li Wangsheng, and the others.”

“Regardless of the winner, this fight will undoubtedly be remembered in history."

“......”

Outside the arena, all eyes were fixed on the two figures fiercely battling in the field. The sheer force of their collisions left the crowd stunned and breathless. The fight seemed unreal.

Rumble...

Wielding the iron spear, every stab and dig from Chen Fan had terrifying strength, capable of destroying mountains and rivers, sending shivers down people's spines.

Meanwhile, every strike from Yuan Kun's celestial halberd was ferocious, with the power to shake mountains, rivers, and even the stars.

Their attacks were merciless, aiming for their opponent’s life.

After a fierce collision, Chen Fan and Yuan Kun drew back, standing opposite one another.

Yuan Kun looked up, staring at Chen Fan. A fierce, sharp light shot out from his eyes. “You damned little bastard. You've been hiding your true strength.”

His gaze was intimidating as if it could penetrate anyone. His aura became even more formidable.

“Die!” Yuan Kun shouted, emanating an extremely terrifying aura.

Wisps of unyielding energy erupted from him, whistling as he struck. His attacks grew a notch more powerful.

The entire space in the arena was filled with mournful whistling noises.

Woo, woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo...

Carrying an unbreakable force, the heavenly halberd pierced through the time-space and violently descended.

Chla.

An ominous force field enveloped the area, suppressing Chen Fan, trying to trap him for all eternity.

Yet, Chen Fan remained undaunted.

“Annihilate!”

Duan Jingtian's gaze towards Chen Fan flickered with uncertainty

Memories of their confrontation on Dragon Mountain Peak a year and a half ago resurfaced. He had descended with overwhelming dominance, intending to end Chen Fan's life. If Wei Buyu hadn't intervened, Chen Fan would have been killed.

Chen Fan's taunts had led to their three-year agreement, which Duan Jingtian had never taken seriously.

However, this tiny ant had grown tremendously, making him feel a hint of threat. The threat didn’t come from Chen Fan’s strength but from his potential.

Chen Fan had grown too quickly!

In just a year and a half, a Qi Grandmaster had become strong enough to fight against a Core Formation realm expert. What would another eighteen months bring?

Unfortunately, killing Chen Fan wouldn't be as simple as before.

Considering the tremendous strength and potential Chen Fan had shown in this martial arts competition, it would be extremely difficult for him to lay a finger on Chen Fan. After all, they were not the only ones paying attention to this battle. The leaders of the four great sects, as well as the Spring Autumn Sect’s High Elder, were also paying attention to it.

“Damn it, my hasty decision allowed this 'ant' to grow so powerful. If I had known this would happen, I would have gotten rid of him without hesitation!”

Incomparably cold killing intent flickered in Duan Jingtian’s eyes.

......

Boom, boom!

Finally, Yuan Kun had decided to go all out.

As he unleashed his power, a terrifying storm swirled around him. His aura rose to the skies, stirring the heavens, trying to break through heaven and earth.

He suddenly put away his heavenly halberd and leaped into the air. With a shake of his fists, an incomparably overbearing and fierce wind arose that seemed to twist and distort the space. A boundless force erupted, disrupting time and annihilating history.

“Tyrant Fist!”

An oppressive force swept over Chen Fan, making him feel as though he might contort, and the attack would suppress his strength.

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, sensing a dangerous aura.

Yuan Kun had used his hidden ace in the hole. Tyrant Fist was an earth tier martial skill; moreover, he had practiced it to an extremely high level. Coupled with his immense strength, he could contend against a first-level Core Formation realm expert with it.

“Good timing, watch me destroy your fists with my spear!”

Unfazed, Chen Fan's blood boiled with excitement. His tendons bulged noisily, and his bones rubbed against one another, producing crackling noises.

He faced Yuan Kun’s terrifying fist art head-on, thrusting his spear with an earth-shattering force!