Chen Nan slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a cold gleam, like stars in a cold night, icy and profound.
Although his Daoist robe was torn, its billowing in the wind, he stood like a drawn sword, sharp and imposing.
The bloodstain on his left shoulder did not weaken his montum; instead, it added a touch of fierce killing intent.
"Yagyu Sojiro, your blade is still not fast enough!" Chen Nan's voice was low and calm, his face carrying a teasing smile.
Yagyu Sojiro's expression slightly changed, but soon it beca fierce again.
The blade of his Shadow Cutter was blood-red, the ghostly fire on its edge burning even more intensely, as if it wanted to engulf the entire arena.
He roared, his sword strikes swept toward Chen Nan like a violent storm, each slash carrying a terrifying aura, producing sharp wind-breaking sounds.
Wherever the blade light passed, the air seed to be torn apart, highlighting the power of his attacks.
Upon seeing this, the teachers and students of the dical College held their breath, not daring to breathe aloud, fearing they might distract Chen Nan.
After all, in his previous encounters with Yagyu Sojiro, Chen Nan had already fallen into a disadvantage!
At this mont, everyone's heart was in their throat, afraid of any mishap involving Chen Nan!
However.
Chen Nan's figure weaved through the blade lights like a phantom, each dodge perfectly tid, as if he had already predicted every move of Yagyu Sojiro.
His movents were light and graceful, as if dancing on the edge of the blade.
His steps were as fluid as drifting clouds and flowing water, each movent carrying an indescribable beauty, refreshing and pleasing.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound rang out again as Chen Nan's fingertips collided with the edge of the Shadow Cutter.
This ti, his fingertips gathered an invisible gang qi, which exploded like thunder, instantly dispersing the ghostly fire on the blade of Shadow Cutter.
Yagyu Sojiro felt a trendous force pass through the blade, numbing his arm, the web of his hand cracking again, blood dripping down the hilt, staining the arena floor.
"Impossible!"
Yagyu Sojiro's eyes widened in disbelief.
He couldn't believe that his Shadow Cutter had been so easily blocked by Chen Nan once again!
A deep fear surged in his heart, as if Chen Nan in front of him was not a human, but an insurmountable mountain.
Chen Nan did not give him any chance to catch his breath.
His figure suddenly accelerated, like lightning, instantly closing in on Yagyu Sojiro.
His right hand ford a sword finger, gathering a brilliant gang qi at his fingertip. The gang qi shone like stars, carrying destructive power, and aid straight at Yagyu Sojiro's throat.
Yagyu Sojiro's pupils contracted sharply. He hurriedly raised his sword to block, but before he could lift it, Chen Nan's fingertip had already touched his chest.
"Puff!"
A light sound echoed as Yagyu Sojiro's body jerked violently, as if pierced by an invisible force.
His movents ceased abruptly, the Shadow Cutter in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, making a crisp sound.
The blood-red light on the blade quickly faded, reverting to its original pitch black.
Yagyu Sojiro looked down in horror at his chest.
There was no wound there, but his heart seed to be grasped by an invisible hand, the intense pain making it hard for him to breathe.
In an instant, his face turned as pale as paper, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his strength drained, his body swaying.
"What...what kind of technique is this..." Yagyu Sojiro asked weakly, his voice extrely frail.
Chen Nan withdrew his finger and said indifferently, "Taoist 'Heavenly Gang Finger', specifically to destroy all evil spirits."
Yagyu Sojiro's body fell slowly, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.
His lips trembled, as if wanting to say sothing, but ultimately, he made no sound.
His body dropped heavily on the arena floor with a dull thud, as if declaring the end of an era!
The entire gymnasium fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene on the platform, hardly able to believe what they had just witnessed.
One must know, Yagyu Sojiro was incredibly powerful, not only the leader of the Shadow Warriors but also a legendary figure in Japan's martial arts world.
Who would have thought that he would die so tragically at the hands of Chen Nan?
Moreover, without even a chance to fight back!
After a brief mont of dead silence, the scene erupted in thunderous cheers!
"Chen Nan! Chen Nan! Chen Nan!" The students of the dical College shouted with flushed faces, waving their fists, hoarsely crying out Chen Nan's na.
"This is the martial arts of China! How can those little devils hope to compete?" an excited male student almost jumped, his voice trembling as he shouted.
"Junior Chen Nan, you are our pride!"
The teachers in the stands couldn't help but stand up, clapping vigorously, their faces beaming with gratified smiles.
Although they already knew of Chen Nan's extraordinary strength, witnessing this battle firsthand still left them in awe.
Chen Nan stood on the arena, his Daoist robe fluttering gently in the wind. The bloodstain on his left shoulder was still seeping fresh blood, but he seed completely unfazed.
His gaze was calm and profound, as if the battle just now was effortless.
His figure under the lights appeared especially towering, like an unshakable deity overlooking all.
Then, his gaze slowly swept over Inobe Kogoro and the Japanese behind him, a hint of disdain curling his lips: "One by one is too much of a waste of ti. In my opinion, you'd better all co at once!"
His voice was not loud but clearly spread throughout the gymnasium, carrying an undeniable authority.
The Japanese present turned ashen, no one daring to respond.
Yagyu Sojiro was already their strongest, yet now he was utterly defeated, who else would dare to challenge?
Inobe Kogoro's eyes were extrely gloomy, wishing he could tear Chen Nan into pieces, but the strength Chen Nan displayed made him feel almost suffocated.
Even though he had over ten experts behind him, he believed that even if they all attacked simultaneously, they wouldn't be able to take down Chen Nan.
Thinking of this, he angrily stood up, eyes cold as he stared at Chen Nan, "Chen, let's end this matter here today."
"But don't think you can celebrate too soon. The Inobe Family won't let you off easily."
"Let's go!"
He then turned and left the gymnasium with more than ten Japanese experts, looking like dogs that had lost their ho.
Watching their retreating backs, a shocking killing intent flashed in Chen Nan's eyes!
Since the Inobe Family wouldn't let him off easily.
Why should he sit and wait passively, instead of taking the initiative?
With that thought, Chen Nan imdiately released the King of Ten Thousand Gu!
He wanted to ensure that the Japanese had no chance of return!
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