Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

What! Ready to meet your death?

As these words were spoken, the many spectators by Yanming Lake were all secretly shocked. They hadn't expected that Ye Fan would still dare to taunt Chen Longpeng at this moment.

Although Chen Longpeng was at a disadvantage right now, he still held the upper hand. Did Ye Fan not fear that Chen Longpeng, in a fit of rage, would increase the intensity of his attacks?

"Rascal, rascal, rascal!"

"Blondie, you're truly overstepping your bounds! Master Peng's might is unmatched in the world, and yet you dream of killing Master Peng in broad daylight!"

"Exactly, Master Peng, quickly crush him and teach him a lesson!"

Seeing that Ye Fan completely disregarded Chen Longpeng, the many Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea were thunderously outraged.

In their hearts, Chen Longpeng was an invincible War God, unbeatable in battle. Even if Ye Fan had used tricks to inflict a minor injury on Chen Longpeng, ultimately, he wouldn't be able to defeat him.

Chen Longpeng's gaze locked onto Ye Fan, his eyes growing colder. "You want to kill me? How absurd! Watch how I shall cut you down!"

Woosh—

As his words fell, Chen Longpeng erupted with anger, and his Silver Spear thrust viciously towards Ye Fan like a dragon leaping from the sea.

"At your peak, perhaps you could have the upper hand, but right now, in my eyes, you're insignificant! Break!"

Seeing Chen Longpeng's frontal assault, Ye Fan let out a cold laugh as he wielded his Three-foot Wooden Sword in a frenzy of attacks, which, enveloped by his Inner Strength, appeared majestic and powerful.

Boom!!!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd by Yanming Lake, the Three-foot Wooden Sword collided swiftly with the Silver Spear, unleashing a torrent of combat power from within Ye Fan, causing Chen Longpeng's expression to darken as his body staggered back three large steps.

"What? Master Peng was actually overpowered by this kid?"

Seeing Chen Longpeng being knocked back three large steps, the group of Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea who had been shouting moments ago were now collectively dumbstruck.

"Damn it!" Chen Longpeng's eyes were filled with a particularly sinister look.

Ye Fan spoke with a mocking face, "The Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears are indeed impressive, but each spear you launch consumes a great deal of energy. After twelve consecutive spears, your Inner Strength must have been almost depleted, right? Now, comparing our Inner Strength, you have no advantage whatsoever!"

"No advantage? Hmph, utterly laughable!" Chen Longpeng said with utter scorn.

Ye Fan continued, "No use playing tough when it's a nailed-on fact! I know you're thinking, waiting for a fierce fight to suddenly unleash The Thirteenth Spear. From my observation, your Thirteenth Spear must be incredibly powerful, but do you think I'd let you easily release The Thirteenth Spear now?"@@novelbin@@

"You..."

As Ye Fan's words came to an end, Chen Longpeng's face changed instantly.

Ye Fan was right—the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears were powerful enough to let him sweep through all of his enemies at the Martial Arts King Realm. However, each of the spears from the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears consumed a vast amount of Inner Strength.

Having already launched twelve spears to deal with Ye Fan, Chen Longpeng's Inner Strength was now less than thirty percent.

This thirty percent was enough for him to launch The Thirteenth Spear. As long as The Thirteenth Spear was released, Chen Longpeng was confident he could annihilate Ye Fan.

He hadn't taken Ye Fan seriously before, mainly because he intended to unleash The Thirteenth Spear in the upcoming fierce fight, aiming to kill Ye Fan in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan had seen through his strategy.

If Ye Fan continued to relentlessly attack him, not giving him a chance to use The Thirteenth Spear, then he might indeed be drained of his Inner Strength by Ye Fan.

And the consequences of being drained of Inner Strength would be self-evident.

Looking at Chen Longpeng's changed expression, Ye Fan chuckled, "Times have changed. If you surrender now, I promise to leave your body intact!"

"Hmph! You think you can kill me? I, Chen Longpeng, have roamed the Jianghu for decades, and countless have sought my life. What makes you think you're anything special?" Chen Longpeng said with a proud look.

The battle was far from over, and he refused to believe that Ye Fan would be the final victor.

Ye Fan sneered, "Still talking tough, huh? Fine! Let's see the truth in the hands-down fight!"

"Kill!!!"

Chen Longpeng didn't believe he would lose to Ye Fan. A gleam of cold light shot from his eyes, and his Silver Spear, tipped with a point of chill, thrust towards Ye Fan at lightning speed.

Having survived countless life-and-death battles over the years, every time he was pushed to the brink, Chen Longpeng rose from near-death to complete transformation, reaching a whole new level.

Being at the Martial Arts King Realm for many years, he just might break through to the next terrifying realm in the upcoming fight.

"Utter nonsense!" Seeing Chen Longpeng attacking, Ye Fan scoffed.

At this moment, in Ye Fan's eyes, Chen Longpeng was full of openings.

After all, Ye Fan came from the Medicine God Pavilion, the oldest sect in the world, teeming with masters from whom he had learned the ways of combat since he was young.

Just now, as Chen Longpeng unleashed the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears with tremendous momentum, Ye Fan had no choice but to avoid his edge.

By now, Chen Longpeng's Inner Strength had dwindled to less than thirty percent, and his spear thrusts were much slower than before.

"Get out of the way!"

Just as Chen Longpeng's Silver Spear was about to reach him, Ye Fan, wielding a three-foot Wooden Sword, abruptly flicked it toward the spear.

In full view of everyone, the Silver Spear in Chen Longpeng's hand was effortlessly sent flying by Ye Fan, landing ten meters away on the ground.

"Eh? How... how is this possible?"

With his Silver Spear sent flying from his hand, Chen Longpeng's expression drastically changed.

When Ye Fan's three-foot Wooden Sword descended, Chen Longpeng only felt a gentle force attacking him, causing the spear in his hand to fly uncontrollably out of his grasp.

"Is this 'using the weak to control the strong'?" Chen Longpeng said with a solemn face.

"You could say that!"

Ye Fan didn't hide it, teasingly staring at Chen Longpeng, "Now that your weapon has been sent flying, do you still have the mood to worry about that?"

As he spoke, Ye Fan's eyes blazed, and the three-foot Wooden Sword in his hand instantly thrust toward Chen Longpeng's chest.

"This is bad!"

Seeing Ye Fan charging at him, Chen Longpeng's face turned completely pale.

He could feel that the three-foot Wooden Sword in Ye Fan's hand had transformed from decay to magic, and it was no longer an ordinary wooden sword, but a Divine weapon.

If Ye Fan were to land a hit, he could very well be impaled through the chest with one stab.

"At such a close distance, can you avoid it?" Ye Fan locked onto Chen Longpeng's figure.

"Dammit!"

Cornered by Ye Fan, Chen Longpeng knew he couldn't dodge and gritted his teeth as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Boom!!!

The Longsword, carrying an overwhelming power, struck heavily upon Chen Longpeng's arms, and under the enormous force, Chen Longpeng's body lost control, slamming heavily like a cannonball into a large tree.

Pu-chi!

After suffering a heavy blow, Chen Longpeng sprayed out a mouthful of fresh blood amidst the crowd.

"No way? Master Peng is actually spitting blood?"

Witnessing Ye Fan overpower Chen Longpeng, the Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea all shuddered with rapidly twitching eyelids.

"Go!"

While his enemy was down, Ye Fan flicked his finger, and a ferocious wave of energy instantly shot towards Chen Longpeng.

Chen Longpeng had just regained his senses when he saw the violent energy wave approaching; his face shook in panic, not daring to think more, he quickly rolled away from the scene.

The violent energy wave, avoided by Chen Longpeng just in time, exploded on the tree, creating a massive hole in the trunk.

"Hiss!"

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Seeing Ye Fan's surging Combat Power, countless onlookers sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.

"Chen Longpeng, it's time to end this!"

Whoosh—

Having said that, Ye Fan's body vanished from the spot like a wraith, and suddenly an overwhelming Killing Intent locked onto Chen Longpeng by the Yanming Lake.

"Could it be that today I will be splattered with blood on the spot?"

Feeling the raging Killing Intent emanating from Ye Fan, Chen Longpeng's face turned ashen. He never dreamed that he would be suppressed by the much younger Ye Fan.

Even more so, the next second he could potentially die at Ye Fan's hand.

"So this is the number one fighter of the East Sea? Pah!"

Xiong Yibing, hiding in the shadows and seeing Chen Longpeng deep in crisis, spat out contemptuously.

He couldn't stand idly by and watch Chen Longpeng get killed by Ye Fan. He needed an ally to deal with the inscrutable Ye Fan.

Whoosh—

With that thought, Xiong Yibing didn't hesitate to draw the Longsword from his back and furiously thrust it toward Ye Fan's back.