Everyone was astonished!
No one could have anticipated the current situation. The Fire Clan Holy Son, who had activated his divine transformation, was being completely overwheld—such a sight was almost unimaginable.
And indeed, it was true.
With his divine transformation, Chen Fan's figure seed both real and illusory, and despite Lu Bei's fire-based divine transformation, he couldn't even touch the hem of Chen Fan's clothes.
Every strike from Chen Fan's spear hit its mark, shattering Lu Bei's divine transformation repeatedly.
In just a few dozen rounds, Lu Bei's divine transformation had been struck by the Inky Abyss Spear more than ten tis. Each hit diminished the power of the fire within the divine transformation.
At this point, Lu Bei was on the brink of collapse.
"How could this guy's divine power be so strong? How can a Lower Realm person possess such powerful divine abilities!"
"To lose to a Lower Realm lowly creature, I can't accept it!"
His eyes reddened, and he bit his tongue, preparing to fight desperately.
But just as he was about to draw on the blood essence from his tongue, Chen Fan's attack ca again.
This ti, Chen Fan's spear aid directly at Lu Bei's true form.
Damn it!
There was no ti!
Desperation showed in Lu Bei's eyes. He raised his divine transformation arms to block the attack and tried to mobilize his blood essence to unleash another divine ability, seeking victory through risk.
However, he had underestimated Chen Fan.
The power of Chen Fan's spear was even greater than Lu Bei had imagined.
The instant the spear tip t the divine transformation, the killing intent shattered the fire divine transformation.
Without the protection of the divine transformation, Lu Bei was as vulnerable as a turtle without its shell, as fragile as paper, easily pierced through.
Ah!
The spear stabbed into Lu Bei's chest, and the killing intent within began to wreak havoc inside him, causing him to cry out in agony.
The Fire Clan mbers were horrified. No one knew better than them how strong their Holy Son's willpower was, but now Lu Bei was openly crying out in pain, showing just how severe the tornt was.
This also ant that Lu Bei had been severely injured.
"Do you dare to hurt ?"
"I am the Fire Clan Holy Son, do you dare to harm !"
Lu Bei gritted his teeth against the intense pain, his eyes bloodshot, hoping to provoke Chen Fan with his words.
He believed that since he was the Fire Clan Holy Son, even if his opponent dared to harm him, they would not be able to strike too hard, given the Immortal Realm's overwhelming influence.
As long as the opponent hesitated for a mont, he might still have a chance.
But once again, he was wrong.
Chen Fan remained unmoved, and instead, he flicked his spear, sending Lu Bei flying.
Imdiately, Chen Fan twirled his spear, transforming into a dark dragon that lunged towards Lu Bei.
The spear's intent was formidable, and the killing intent was evident!
"He wants to kill ?"
"How dare he try to kill !"
Lu Bei clutched his wound and began to panic.
He turned back and shouted to the Fire Clan's position, "Elder, save !"
In the stands, the accompanying Fire Clan elder furrowed his brow. He had long realized that Lu Bei was no match for his opponent, but he did not expect the defeat to be so thorough.
It was disgraceful for the Fire Clan Holy Son to openly call for help on the arena—it was an embarrassnt to the Fire Clan!
If it were up to him, he would let such a useless Holy Son die, but dying at the hands of a Lower Realm force would be unacceptable... Oh well!
With no ti to communicate with the referee, he decided to act directly.
The Fire Clan elder broke the arena's barrier with a secret technique and instantly appeared behind Lu Bei.
"Fire Clan concedes!"
"Stop attacking, or I will not be polite!"
After appearing, he first stopped Lu Bei's movents and then launched an attack at Chen Fan, pretending to concede while using it as an excuse to act.
At this mont, Chen Fan was fully engaged, and there was no way to stop.
Faced with a casual attack from a Divine Realm elder, even a prodigy like Chen Fan felt a sense of despair.
"Shaless!"
"Fire Clan is blatantly interfering in the Great Competition of All Clans, they really have no sha!"
The various forces watching were furious but dared not voice their anger, only silently cursing Fire Clan in their hearts.
The Fire Clan's actions were truly arrogant!
The referee of the Great Competition of All Clans frowned but did not imdiately intervene.
The disciples of Lanyan Royal School watched anxiously, cursing Fire Clan's ancestors but realizing that the speed of a Divine Realm expert's intervention was beyond their imagination.
They wanted to help their fellow disciple but were powerless to change the outco.
On the arena, Chen Fan, who was feeling despair, did not give up. He forced a bitter smile and prepared to destroy his own dantian to use a secret technique that could temporarily boost his cultivation.
However, even if he used it, it would only be equivalent to the Imperial Realm, and against a Divine Realm expert, he was still like an ant, making no difference.
This was the reality. He did not want to surrender, so he had to resort to this.
"According to what he taught you, unify your mind, and thrust straight with the spear!"
As Chen Fan was about to perform the secret technique, a familiar voice spoke in his ear.
It was a voice he deeply admired and trusted!
It was the principal's voice!
Chen Fan did not hesitate at all. He assud the simplest long spear attacking stance and thrust out with the spear.
This spear was remarkably simple but contained unimaginable will of the spear path.
The will manifested, and an ink dragon with imnse power broke through the Fire Clan elder's attack and continued its path, directly thrusting towards Lu Bei and the Fire Clan elder behind him.
"This!"
"This is the origin of the spear!"
The Fire Clan elder was stunned. He never expected that his casual attack would be broken by a re Earthly Realm disciple, who even used the spear's origin.
He quickly employed the power of fire's origin to counteract but was still a step too late.
The ink dragon's breath hit Lu Bei.
Pfft!
Already severely injured, Lu Bei spewed blood from his seven orifices and fell limp, not knowing if he was still alive.
"Such courage!"
The Fire Clan elder was furious, blocking the ink dragon's attack while glaring at Chen Fan.
Behind Chen Fan, a figure in green robes appeared.
That person was Gu Lan, the principal of Lanyan Royal School, and the Realm Ruler of the Eastern Earthly Realm.
Many had only heard of him by na during the Great Competition of All Clans, but today they finally saw him.
"Do you dare to injure my Fire Clan Holy Son in front of ? Does Lanyan Royal School wish to be removed from the Six Realms?"
The Fire Clan elder glared coldly at Gu Lan, his murderous intent unmistakable.
At this point, he understood that the previous attack was not from that Lanyan Royal School disciple but from the figure behind him.
"Heh, you may certainly try."
Gu Lan chuckled lightly, patting Chen Fan's shoulder to stabilize his disrupted energy.
Chen Fan had just borrowed Gu Lan's strength to use the spear's origin, which was far beyond what Chen Fan's current realm could endure. Even with Gu Lan's support, there would still be so side effects.
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