Chu Nan and Chu Hai both exerted all their strength, and the sword light and spear shadows kept flashing, tugging at everyone’s hearts every mont.
Various powerful martial skills were used in turn, dazzling and awe-inspiring.
But Chu Nan remained composed and unafraid, effortlessly handling whatever moves Chu Hai used.
Even in the end, Chu Nan sneered and said, "Chu Hai, your martial skills are nurous but chaotic and unimpressive. So many martial skills, yet none have reached the perfect realm. What qualifies you to compete with ?"
Chu Nan’s words hit ho, targeting Chu Hai’s greatest weakness.
Chu Hai shouted furiously, "My cultivation level is higher than yours. Even if your martial skills are profound, you’re absolutely no match for . I will be the final victor!"
"You’re just a useless person without parents, always destined to be trampled under my feet!"
"You think you can beat with that weak and powerless spear? Too far off!" Chu Nan’s disdain was unabashed, coldly saying, "If not for my Treasure Blood, you, Chu Nan, would struggle even to step into the Spirit Pill realm. I truly don’t understand where your sense of superiority cos from."
"In my eyes, you’re just a self-deceiving, arrogant fool!"
Chu Hai’s spear trembled, his whole being striking out in a rage, shouting, "Survival of the fittest. You’re weak, so you deserve to be oppressed by . Once it was like this, now it’s the sa. Die for !"
"High-grade Yellow-tier martial skill, Dawn Breaking Spear!"
Boom!
Chu Hai’s aura surged, his whole being resembling a War God in the spear, stabbing out with explosive sonic booms, leaving spectators in shock and exclaiming.
"High-grade Yellow-tier martial skill, Chu Hai actually knows Dawn Breaking Spear!"
"That’s advanced Yellow-tier martial skill; Chu Nan is dood."
"What a pity, Chu Nan’s talent truly astonishes. If he didn’t die, he would certainly beco a peerless powerhouse in the future, yet didn’t expect to die here."
Lin An clenched his fist, heart leaping to his throat.
Chu Han’s mouth curled into a cold smile, thinking the matter was settled.
Only Chen Kaiyang looked at Chu Hai and shook his head, his expression extrely calm.
On the arena, watching the approaching spear tip, Chu Nan coldly judged, "Chu Hai, did you forget what I said?"
"Your martial skills are too many, ssy and not refined. Even if you use high-grade Yellow-tier martial skills, how much power can you exert?"
"In my eyes, this move has great power but is rife with flaws, even worse than your previous ones."
"Given that, should this farce not end?"
Boom!
Chu Nan’s palm opened, a mass of purple thunder blossod like a flower, the terrifying aura enveloping the entire arena, seemingly transforming into a realm of thunder.
"Heaven-Shocking Thunder Spear!"
Rumble!
Chu Nan clenched his fist single-handedly, the blossoming thunder turning into a sharp long spear, purple light wandering around him like a dragon.
The terrifying aura Chu Hai had just exploded dissipated instantly, the disciples stood stunned, feeling imnse pressure.
Lin An laughed with excitent, "Chu Nan, I knew you could do it!"
Chu Han was appalled, unable to believe the scene before him.
Shangguan Hong looked at Chu Nan with an interested expression.
Chen Kaiyang clicked his tongue in wonder, "What is this martial skill? From its power, it’s not inferior to mid-grade Yellow-tier!"
Chu Hai’s lips trembled, face pale, but he roared angrily with great reluctance, "Fake, all fake, you’re definitely not my match!"
After that, Chu Hai stabbed towards Chu Nan without hesitation, seeking a lethal strike.
Chu Nan, expressionless, holding the Heaven-Shocking Thunder Spear, threw it without hesitation.
Clang!
With just one blow, the spear’s montum shattered like mirror fragnts, and the Spirit Martial Long Spear flew out of hand.
Chu Hai was enveloped by thunder, uttering a dreadful scream, almost charred inside out, finally collapsing to the ground with a bang, breath as thin as a hair.
On the bleachers, everyone was silent.
Chu Han slumped paralyzed in the chair, completely exhausted.
"Won!" Lin An was the first to stand, cheering for Chu Nan.
Until this mont, they realized the seemingly predictable battle ended in an entirely unforeseen manner.
"Chu Hai is still alive, does it an he will serve Chu Nan as a servant now?"
"Will the Chu family agree?"
On the arena, Chu Nan slowly approached Chu Hai.
Chu Hai could no longer muster strength, looking towards Chu Nan, saying, "Chu Nan, I lost. From now on, I’m willing to serve as your servant, lifelong service."
Facing Chu Hai’s words, Chu Nan shook his head, saying, "Chu Hai, did you forget my words back then?"
"Serve as a servant? You’re wrong."
"I don’t want you as a subordinate, I just want you dead!"
On the bleachers, Chu Han shouted in alarm, "Chu Nan, you wretched beast, stop it!"
"Chu Hai, rest assured, I’ll give you a swift end!" Chu Nan ignored Chu Han’s words, sweeping out the Red Peak Sword, under everyone’s gaze, decisively and cleanly severing Chu Hai’s head.
Scarlet blood splattered across the arena, Chu Nan lightly chuckled at the sight, "The blood taken from , is considered repaid in another form."
That strike was too quick; almost no one could stop it, watching as Chu Hai was slain.
The once influential figure of the Cyan Mountain Sword Sect was so easily killed, leaving everyone lanting.
Chu Han’s eyes widened, mind blank, never imagining his son would be slain by Chu Nan before him.
Anger, shock, sorrow, regret—all transford into wrath as Chu Han’s expression twisted in fury, shouting, "Chu Nan, you wretch actually killed my son, I’ll personally kill you!"
The murderous intent sent shivers through everyone.
Chu Han soared, a terrifying aura like an overwhelming wave suddenly enveloping the Life and Death Arena, raising his hand in a palm strike towards Chu Nan.
The palm seal ford by spiritual power covered the skies, aiming to destroy with one strike!
Chu Nan’s expression was serious, gripping the Red Peak Sword, having anticipated this but unrepentant.
Just as he prepared to fight Chu Han desperately, Chen Kaiyang suddenly snorted coldly from above, "Chu Han, how dare you act wildly in the Cyan Mountain Sword Sect!"
Boom!
The palm seal collapsed, Chu Han spat blood and fell from the air, struggling to stand and saying to Chen Kaiyang, "Chu Nan killed Chu Hai, I must avenge my son!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Kaiyang exuded authority without anger, coldly saying, "Avenge? What basis for vengeance."
"Life and death arena, regardless of life and death, and there’s a wager beforehand. Chu Hai was killed because his skills were lacking, how can you bla Chu Nan!"
"I..." Chu Han gritted his teeth, wanting to argue more, but Chen Kaiyang, looking down, said, "As the sect leader, I won’t waste words with you."
"Since Chu Nan is the victor, from now he is my disciple and promoted to true disciple!"
"Do you, Chu Han, intend to kill the true disciple of the Cyan Mountain Sword Sect, my disciple Chen Kaiyang?"
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