Chapter 473 - Dongfang Yu Leaving in Defeat

Chapter 473 - Dongfang Yu Leaving in Defeat

“D-did he...? He survived! Chen Fan withstood Dongfang Yu’s Thunder Wielding Divine Blade. It’s unbelievable! That is the Blade Thunder Mountain’s restricted martial art!”

“And I am sure Dongfang Yu didn’t hold back. That attack could have blown away even a thousand-strong army, leaving no ghosts or gods behind. Damn, it could have killed even Qin Pokong.”

“Even Dongfang Yu must be shocked that his attack failed to injure Chen Fan.”

“This is a battle between two tigers. Dongfang Yu and Chen Fan are in a league of their own, and a fierce battle between them is inevitable.”

“......”

The crowd's eyes flickered with intense shock. They had expected Chen Fan to be injured, if not defeated, by Dongfang Yu’s attack.

After all, the Thunder Wielding Divine Blade harnessed the profound lightning of the nine heavens, making it unimaginably powerful.

But against all expectations, Chen Fan neither retreated nor was injured. His aura majestic, he was about to launch a counterattack against Dongfang Yu.

Upon hearing what Chen Fan said, Dongfang Yu’s face twisted in anger.

However, Chen Fan was indifferent to Dongfang Yu’s anger. To him, anyone standing in his way was an enemy. He disappeared and appeared above Dongfang Yu with a swoosh.

He thrust his spear down with enough strength to make a star crumble.

Rumble!

The space rumbled. Dongfang Yu felt like a star was crashing down on him, aiming to destroy him.

“Slash!”

He was a great expert ranked within the top ten of the leaderboard, so the pressure from the attack disappeared as soon as he channeled his cultivation. Layers of blade light blossomed and flickered on his weapon and he slashed out at once.

Boom, crack!

Chen Fan’s spear shattered the blade light and continued down.

Swish!

Dongfang Yu disappeared from his spot, reappearing upside down in mid-air. With a wave of his arm, a thunderous blade rumbled and slashed violently, aiming at Chen Fan’s face with lightning speed.

Chen Fan raised his iron spear to meet the attack. With a boom and a crack, he shattered the blade light.

“Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes!”

Chen Fan’s arm danced wildly, conjuring a swarm of meteors that streaked across the sky. They transformed into a barrage of spear thrusts, converging on Dongfang Yu, leaving him no room to escape.

Clang!

Boom, boom, boom!

A figure flew out from the storm, crashing through the air and causing a series of explosions. Blood spewed out along the way—it was Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu steadied himself with much difficulty after being thrown back five kilometers. Looking at Chen Fan from afar, he could hardly contain his shock. He said hoarsely, “You...”

“Scram!” Chen Fan shouted. A terrifying soundwave spread out, causing countless people to tremble in fear.

“If you don’t leave now, you will die!” His cold voice echoed. Dongfang Yu’s face turned extremely grim.

Dongfang Yu gave Chen Fan a long, hard look. After uttering a menacing, “just you wait,” he transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the horizon.

He had lost!

The grand number one holy disciple of the Blade Thunder Mountain, ranked eighth on the Geniuses of Heaven Leaderboard, had lost to someone at the seventh level. Not only that, he was publicly humiliated and told to leave.

Despite his fury, there was nothing Dongfang Yu could do. Being the weaker one, he had no choice but to endure the humiliation. He dared not stay, knowing Chen Fan would indeed kill him.

Chen Fan curled his lips, dismissing Dongfang Yu’s threat. He walked over to Qin Wudi.

“He lost. Even Dongfang Yu was defeated. Chen Fan is truly terrifying!”

“Now, who can stop Chen Fan from killing Qin Wudi?”

“The Qin Clan is doomed...”

“This fight... The imperial city will be shaken, and the entire Great Chu Empire will be rocked.”

The crowd was incomparably shocked.

Seeing Chen Fan approaching step by step, Qin Wudi trembled.

If even Dongfang Yu had been defeated and forced to flee, who dared to stand in Chen Fan’s way?

“Now, who can save you?” Chen Fan’s icy voice fell into Qin Wudi’s ears, sounding incredibly ironic.

Suddenly, a voice resounded.

“Chen Fan, will you show me some face and spare his life!”

A figure wearing a crown sped through the air from the royal palace, emanating a powerful aura and the prestige of an emperor.