Super War God in the City

Zhu Qing's words shocked everyone, leaving them astonished by the twists and turns of the scene unfolding before them today.

No one had dreamed that this arrogant and overbearing guy still had the strongest strike left?

The people of the Zi Qiong Martial Arts Pavilion couldn't help but get slightly nervous as hearts suddenly leapt into their throats.

Fan Zhan and the other two had serious expressions but still had considerable confidence in Ling Fan.

"Boss can definitely do it, this dumbass's so-called strongest attack is nothing but a fart in front of the boss!" Fan Zhan sneered at Zhu Qing.

Jiang Shi and Zuo Zhengqing nodded one after another, "Well said, at his so-called strongest strike, let's see how strong it can really be, that blade looks good enough to split firewood!"

The attitude of the three from Fan Zhan immediately gave the onlooking crowd from the Martial Arts Academy and the regular students hope and strength. To them, their words were like a calming pill!

"Hehe, Brother Zhan makes sense, this guy is definitely bluffing. He clearly couldn't beat Young Master Ling just now, and now he's bringing out a broken blade to scare us!" the crowd below the stage jeered.

"Hahaha, so that's it, I was almost scared to death just now, damn, as if our great god Ling Fan doesn't have the strongest strike, what a dumbass thing!"

"Pah, playing tricks, the blade is big enough, can it peel apples?"

Hearing the various discussions below the stage, Qi He and the others, who were somewhat nervous, relaxed and couldn't help but reveal a slight smile.

Recalling what had happened at the Lei Ming Martial Arts Pavilion on the Fighting Stage, with the cheering crowd around them and Lei Ming's people flushed with anger, they couldn't help but reminisce.

Would history repeat itself in front of them again?

Thinking of this possibility, they felt a sense of unease. If it really happened, it would be a tragedy, and they wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

Chang Jun and the others clenched their teeth so hard they creaked, their knuckles turning white, unable to dispel the resentment building inside them!

"Damn it, let them be smug for now, forcing the young master to use his strongest move. When the young master kills this trash, we'll see how they laugh. Just wait for them to weep soon!" Chang Jun clenched his fists, grinding his teeth angrily.

Luo Ta's face turned ashen as he nodded heavily, "The young master's most powerful move 'Sky-Seizing Moon-Splitter' is extremely powerful. According to the clan elders' assessment, this strike can kill masters. Let's just wait and watch the good show!"

On the Fighting Stage, Zhu Qing's face turned red, his eyes emitting a bloodthirsty ferocity. The jeers and laughter that filled his ears nearly drove him mad.

Humiliation had to be washed away with blood.

Zhu Qing gripped the Crescent Blade in both hands, the Origin Force within his body circulating, and the aura around him surged violently.

Even the atmosphere around the Fighting Stage changed suddenly as a strange energy fluctuation spread. Zhu Qing slammed the handle of the Crescent Blade onto the stage with force.

Instantly, with a 'boom,' a muffled sound echoed, and the granite ground beneath Zhu Qing's feet cracked open, spreading across almost half the stage like a dense spiderweb.

Even more bizarrely, a layer of frost formed within the cracks.

You must realize that summer had not yet passed, and under the blazing sun, frost had formed out of thin air?

Qi He, who had always been calm in the stands, suddenly stood up in alarm, his face losing color, and even Wu Rao also stood up, her heart pounding.

"Is this... the comprehension of Elemental Force, moreover, Water Elemental?" Qi He and others trembled inwardly.

This signaled that Zhu Qing must have grasped a Divine Skill, and it was a special one at that!

At this moment, Qi He, Wu Rao, and the others finally understood why Zhu Qing had been so arrogant from the start. This was the real capital that he relied upon for his arrogance, and he indeed had the capital!

If they were in his position, they might have been just as arrogant. After all, comprehending Elemental Force was significant!

His future was limitless, and even within Zhongnan Academy, he would be considered a genius among geniuses!

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"Huh~"

Qi He looked at the two figures on the Fighting Stage with a complex gaze, thinking how much better it would be if this Zhu Qing could be more modest!

At this moment, he felt a sense of pity.

"Master, do you still favor Ling Fan now?" Under the veil, Wu Rao's beautiful face also showed a complicated expression.

This time, Qi He fell into a rare silence.

He had heard a lot about Ling Fan from his son Qi Liangping, but now he was looking at someone who had comprehended a special Divine Skill – a genius! The high regard he had for Ling Fan was indeed not disappointing, but facing this Zhu Qing, he felt far less certain.

Seeing her master's reaction, Wu Rao's heart sank, and she knew the answer from his expression.

After a brief moment of contemplation, with a complex look, she warned Ling Fan, "I didn't expect him to have comprehended Elemental Force. If you can't win, just concede. It's better than losing your life!"

This statement immediately plunged the entire crowd into pessimism and loss, a silence that was utterly quiet.

"Hahaha! You bunch of trash, weren't you laughing your heads off just now? Laugh for me! Laugh as hard as you can!" Chang Jun finally couldn't suppress his pent-up frustration and exploded.

Luo Ta, unable to control his emotions as well, bared his teeth at the crowd, "You laughed as loud as you could just now, and soon you'll cry just as loud. If you can't cry later, a moment of silence is also fine!"

The crowd fell silent, feeling as if a stone blocked their hearts, never anticipating such an unexpected turn—how unjust the heavens were!

The ashen faces of Lei Ming and the others finally flushed with color, experiencing a roller coaster of emotions, ridiculously thrilling!

Zhou Siyu and the others bit their lips tightly, secretly thinking, "Ling Fan won't be defeated!"

Fan Zhan and his two companions stared intently at the Fighting Stage, "Our boss can do it!"

"Hahaha, admit defeat? You mongrel, you've missed your chance to be a dog. Now, you only have one option left, and that is death!" Zhu Qing snarled viciously, swinging the Crescent Blade in his hand like a shadow rushing toward Ling Fan.

At the same time, he bellowed, "Sky-Seizing Moon-Splitter!"

As Zhu Qing roared, the Crescent Blade in his hand seemed to embrace the whole world, and Ling Fan, at the center of this world, was firmly locked in by the blade's aura!

The Crescent Blade shimmered with frost, like Pangu's Heavenly Axe capable of splitting heaven and earth, with a single strike that demanded a Fighting Stage rebuild!

"Master, is it possible to save him?" Wu Rao asked anxiously, unable to hold back.

Qi He sighed inwardly, seeing his disciple in a real panic. His Cultivation wasn't even as strong as Wu Rao's, how could he save anyone?

"Do you think you can do it?" Qi He said helplessly.

Wu Rao's spirit was jolted, and she remembered her master wasn't as highly Cultivated as herself!

"Huff~"

Wu Rao breathed out. Standing afar and witnessing Zhu Qing's strike, she felt her heart palpitate from the Divine Skills imbued within.

She reflected that if she were in Ling Fan's position, it would almost certainly be a death sentence. What could she possibly use to save him?

"Ling Fan!" Zhou Siyu couldn't help but tremble inwardly.

"Ling Fan..."

"Ling Fan..."

"Boss..."

Xu Miaotong, He Jiayi, Fan Zhan, and the others couldn't help but cry out, their voices laden with nervous worry.

Everyone from Binzhou University clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, shocked by the power of Zhu Qing's strike yet secretly praying for a miracle. Deep down, they didn't want Ling Fan to lose!

"Haha, go to hell for me!" Zhu Qing raised his blade with both hands, laughing ferociously as if he could see the next moment when Ling Fan would be gruesomely dismembered.

Ling Fan's expression became serious, a hint of a smile curling at the corner of his mouth, "Look how arrogant you are, merely grasping the mere surface, if this young master hadn't Cultivated Soul Power, indeed I would've respected you a bit.

But today, it seems you're out of luck!"

Suddenly, Ling Fan moved his feet, hooking a slightly bent Vajra Staff left behind on the Fighting Stage by Fan Zhan.

At the same time, his Divine Sense activated, retrieving the Spiritual Artifact 'Duan Yuan' from the Beast Pouch, expanding his Soul Power, and with a flash, he charged at Zhu Qing.

"Hmm? Can actually break free from my aura's lock? But it's too late!" Zhu Qing's eyes flashed fiercely, and in a split second, the two collided.

In the instant of their collision, Ling Fan's 'Duan Yuan' met directly with the Crescent Blade. Thunderclap Sky-breaker was executed without any flourish, crashing like a bolt of lightning.

"Crack!"

A minute sound that only they could hear.

Zhu Qing's pupils shrank fiercely, sensing the Crescent Blade in his hand break!

After Ling Fan cut through Zhu Qing's Crescent Blade with 'Duan Yuan', he felt a bit of regret because the Crescent Blade was too long.

Although it was just the front blade that was cut off, there was still an exceedingly long handle separating them. With 'Duan Yuan' having exhausted its power after breaking the 'Sky-Seizing Moon-Splitter', it couldn't inflict a fatal wound.

However, this scene was something he had anticipated. His left hand, having picked up the Vajra Staff in advance, applied the force of Three Hundred Elephants with the Soaring Sky Palm technique, launching it directly at Zhu Qing.

The distance between them was precisely the length of the staff, and with Ling Fan's actions being swift, flowing seamlessly like moving clouds over water, Zhu Qing had no chance to dodge and was struck squarely in the chest.

He let out a muffled grunt right away, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a shooting star, driven by the Vajra Staff.

A few breaths later, with a 'bang', Zhu Qing's body shook violently as it struck a huge stone pillar on the Fighting Stage.

But Zhu Qing's body didn't slide down; instead, he was firmly stuck against the stone pillar.

In the moment of lightning-fast exchange, the crowd hadn't seen the process of their clash because it was too quick; they only saw Ling Fan pick up the somewhat bent Vajra Staff then shadows flitting in rapid succession.

However, as everyone came to their senses, they were shocked to see Zhu Qing impaled on the stone pillar by the Vajra Staff, his chest soaked with blood.

Silence, a deadly hush pervaded the surroundings!

On the Fighting Stage, only the 'tap tap' of Ling Fan walking could be heard, "You grasped a bit of Divine Skills and got so carried away, lost all sense of direction. Do you know how many times over I excel you? Have I been arrogant about it?"