The alluring woman and several noble young men, in order to distract Chen Nan and give the young marquis an opportunity, had treated Xiao Chenxi so cruelly. Although Chen Nan understood their purpose, he still couldn't help but be enraged. At this moment, he hated them to the core, and a murderous intent surged within him.
The young marquis, riding on the back of the flying dragon, laughed heartily and said, "Throw that little thing to me." He then steered the dragon swiftly to the sky above the alluring woman.
The alluring woman laughed wildly, then tossed Xiao Chenxi to the noble young man beside her. The young man caught Chenxi and threw her forcefully into the air.
Chen Nan charged forward with all his might, his left hand slightly raised, unleashing the Dragon-Capturing Hand, a massive palm of light moving with lightning speed towards Xiao Chenxi. But he was still no match for the young marquis who was very close to the alluring woman. In the instant the flying dragon rapidly sank, the young marquis grabbed Xiao Chenxi.
Chen Nan charged forward like a madman, but by the time he reached the group of alluring women, Fei Long had already soared into the sky. He glanced at the sky, then turned his gaze to the group before him. At that moment, two beams of lightning shot from Chen Nan's eyes, causing the people in front of him to involuntarily shiver.
The alluring woman whispered, "Today I must kill him, otherwise we will never have peace of mind with an enemy who has reached the third level."
The four young masters nodded in unison, but one of them clearly showed fear when his eyes met Chen Nan's, who was not far away. The others noticed his expression, and one of them said to him, "You haven't reached the level of a master yet, so just watch from the sidelines. The city guards might arrive here later, so you can deal with them."
Chen Nan saw and heard everything, and he laughed cruelly, saying, "You forced me to this today. I don't care who you are, or what your background is, none of you will leave here alive!"
The cold words were devoid of any emotion, and the expressions of the group changed. The beautiful woman said, "The four of us, along with the young marquis, can kill you in an instant."
At this moment, the young marquis was still circling high in the sky riding his flying dragon. Chen Nan looked up and then suddenly exerted his strength to rush towards the beautiful woman. The other three noble young masters who had reached the rank of rank hurriedly made their move, but Chen Nan suddenly changed direction, brushing past the beautiful woman and the three rank-level experts, and chased after the noble young master who had just left.
The noble young master was already weak, and coupled with his existing fear of Chen Nan, he was terrified when he saw Chen Nan charging towards him, and hurriedly turned and fled. Chen Nan pursued relentlessly, and the beautiful woman and the other three noble young masters were greatly alarmed and hurriedly gave chase.
Chen Nan had already decided to kill. At this moment, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his hair was wildly flying, and golden true energy surged wildly from his body, like a raging fire. He was like a demon king. After chasing for three zhang, he caught up with the nobleman's young master. With a light slash of his right dagger, a wave of blood gushed out, and the nobleman's head flew five zhang before rolling to the ground.
Blood sprayed violently from the headless corpse, turning Chen Nan into a blood-soaked figure. He took a long sword from the still-standing corpse, then stabbed it into the back of the body, lifting it up and throwing it towards the pursuing group.
This noble young master died unjustly. He possessed great skills, but due to fear, he was killed before he could even unleash a single move. By this time, five or six hundred cultivators had gathered outside the arena. Many of them were from Kaiyuan City. They did not find Chen Nan's ability to kill this scoundrel cruel; on the contrary, they secretly rejoiced.
The glamorous woman and the three noblemen paled. Chen Nan had actually killed their companion right under their noses, and they hadn't even stopped him. This shocked and terrified them!
Chen Nan already hated them to the core. Just now, they had actually treated Xiao Chenxi like a punching bag, which he could not tolerate. He had made up his mind to kill them!
At this moment, the young marquis had already swooped down from the sky on a flying dragon, and he actually grabbed Xiao Chenxi by her little feet and held her upside down in his hands.
Chen Nan's eyes widened in fury. He roared to the sky, his angry voice shaking the flying dragon in the air. Some of the weaker cultivators among the onlookers were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.
Poor little Chenxi, poor child, she has suffered so much hardship just after leaving the mountains!
Chen Nan was filled with grief and rage, feeling his blood boil and an overwhelming urge to destroy the world. His angelic and adorable daughter, Chenxi, had suffered such humiliation. He couldn't bear it. He had sworn that even if it meant his own death, he would never let Chenxi be harmed, but now…
Chen Nan pointed his longsword at the sky, its blade seemingly tearing through the void as it shot upwards. He roared angrily into the air, "If you're a man, let go of this child and come at me with your accomplices!"
The young marquis chuckled coldly, "Stop yelling. Now you have to listen to me. If you don't want me to throw this little girl down, then behave yourself and don't move."
Little Chenxi remained stubbornly silent, even as she was suspended in the air. Chen Nan's heart was bleeding. He suppressed his grief and said softly, "Chenxi, don't be afraid. It's my fault for not protecting you. Don't worry, I will make them pay for the injustice you suffered!"
Little Chenxi nodded vigorously and shouted, "Brother, I'm not afraid! Don't get distracted, don't worry about me..."
The innocent child's voice evoked both pity and sorrow in all the cultivators watching the battle. Everyone felt boundless pity for the little girl and deep hatred for the young marquis.
Seeing Xiao Chenxi held in that wicked young man's hands like a delicate flower, Chen Nan felt a heart-wrenching pain, and tears almost rolled down his cheeks.
The young marquis shouted at Chen Nan, "Don't resist, or I'll crush this little girl to death right now!" He ordered the flying dragon to swoop down, and then commanded it to open its giant claws and grab at Chen Nan.
Chen Nan certainly couldn't allow the flying dragon to hurt him; if he were severely injured, neither he nor Xiao Chenxi would survive. He quickly dodged to the side but didn't retaliate. The flying dragon's sharp claws dug two deep craters into the ground. It both hated and feared Chen Nan. Having failed to strike, it hurriedly soared into the sky.
The young marquis shouted angrily, "I told you you can't hide! Don't you want this little girl's life?"
Those watching from the sidelines secretly cursed the young marquis for his shamelessness, and everyone despised him.
Chen Nan closed his eyes and briefly estimated the force of the dragon's claws, then said slowly and deliberately, "I—will—not—resist—anymore!" With that, he tucked his long sword into his waistband and stood proudly in the field.
"No, brother, please don't..." Little Chenxi cried out.
The young marquis grinned maliciously as he ordered the flying dragon to swoop down. A fierce gust of wind descended from the sky, and the thick, powerful dragon claws, gleaming with a chilling light, reached out to grab Chen Nan.
The moment the enormous dragon claw enveloped Chen Nan, two cold beams shot from Chen Nan's eyes. He pushed his powerful protective true energy to its limit, and his body emitted a dazzling golden light, enveloping him in a radiant glow.
Although the flying dragon had captured him, it could not harm him in the slightest. However, Chen Nan was not having an easy time either, as he had to constantly use his internal energy to resist the powerful force while being held in the dragon's claws.
The dragon soared into the sky and reached mid-air. The young marquis laughed loudly, "Today I'm going to play you to death! How dare you fight me! Humph!"
Little Chenxi cried out in sorrow, "Brother..."
Chen Nan closed his eyes. In this critical moment, he was considering whether to reverse his profound skills and use a forbidden technique he had never tried before!
His father's words still faintly echoed in his ears: "If one day you feel you can no longer defeat your opponent, and you reach a life-or-death crisis, you can try to reverse your profound skill. But remember, unless you are facing certain death, you must never easily reverse your profound skill. If you have a choice, it is better to use acupressure and pulse-striking techniques to temporarily unleash the potential within your body than to reverse your profound skill! Although I can guess the power of a reversed profound skill, I always have an ominous premonition, and I have never dared to try it..."
Chen Nan gritted his teeth, and the powerful internal force within his body immediately reversed its course. He began to reverse his profound technique! The golden protective true energy scattered around his body suddenly flowed back into his body like a tide.
The dragon sensed that the person it both hated and feared in its claws had suddenly lost all strength, and it became unusually excited, tightening its grip even more. A creaking sound, like bones about to break, emanated from its claws.
However, in a mere instant, a vast and powerful force erupted from Chen Nan's body. Rolling demonic energy swirled around him, and black light filled his skin. Two tangible beams of light shot from Chen Nan's eyes. In an instant, killing intent filled every inch of space, and the spectators below involuntarily shivered, each feeling a tremor that seemed to originate from their very soul.
An aura of death permeated the heavens and earth!
Chen Nan sneered, stretched out his hands and pulled hard at the dragon claw. Slowly, he actually managed to pry the dragon claw open and escape from it.
The young marquis on the dragon's back sensed the overwhelming killing intent and the aura of death, but he could not imagine that all of this came from Chen Nan.
The alluring woman on the ground anxiously warned him, and the flying dragon roared restlessly. But it was too late. Chen Nan forcefully stomped on the dragon's claw, transforming into a streak of black light that shot into the sky. In an instant, his body seemed to have turned into a sharp sword.
A streak of dark light pierced through the dragon's wing from below, then emerged, tearing a gaping, bloody hole in it with Chen Nan's body as he surged upwards. Vast waves of blood rained down from the sky, the dragon roaring mournfully. Chen Nan, his entire body crimson and covered in dragon blood, resembled a demon from hell, transforming into a streak of red light as he lunged towards the young marquis.
When the young marquis realized what was happening, he was horrified to find that the arm he had been holding Xiao Chenxi's feet had been severed from his body. Chen Nan had broken it off, and blood was gushing out from the severed arm.
"Ah..." the young marquis screamed and wailed in agony.
Chen Nan discarded the severed arm, carefully cradled Xiao Chenxi in his arms, and commanded, "Chenxi, close your eyes. Don't look at anything now!"
Xiao Chenxi nodded with her eyes closed and buried her head in his arms.
Chen Nan smiled cruelly, drew the long sword from his waist, a flash of black light, a surge of blood, and the young marquis's other arm flew off his body.
"Ah, demon..." he wailed, staring at Chen Nan in terror.
Chen Nan raised his knife and with a "thud," severed half of the young marquis's head, red blood and white brain matter splattering out. Then he kicked the young marquis's corpse away.
The spectators below watched in terror; no one had expected the situation to reverse so dramatically in such a short time. Looking at the young man covered in blood on Feilong's body, a chill ran down the spine of everyone on the ground.
The young marquis's accomplices, the alluring woman and three noblemen, were ashen-faced; they hadn't expected the situation to reverse so quickly.
The flying dragon roared and tumbled in the air for a long time before calming down, at which point Chen Nan was finally able to catch his breath.
By this time, seven or eight hundred cultivators had gathered around the plaza, and another army of two thousand men had also arrived, completely surrounding the area. At this moment, several young men who had rushed over from outside the crowd saw the scene in the air and exclaimed in unison, "It's him! How could he be here?"
These people were Long Wu, Kevin, Guan Hao, and others from Shenfeng Academy. They had heard a huge dragon roar coming from this direction while touring Kaiyuan City earlier that day, and hurriedly came here. However, due to the great distance, they only arrived now.
When they saw that the person on the dragon's back was Chen Nan, they were so surprised that their mouths dropped open. They couldn't imagine why this guy, who had disappeared for several days and hadn't shown up in the warm-up competition of the four academies' strongmen, would suddenly appear here and kill the dragon knight in a bloody battle.
Chen Nan held Xiao Chenxi in one arm and held a long sword in the other. Powerful black true energy was poured into the sword, causing it to emit bursts of dark light. He fiercely plunged the long sword into the flying dragon's body. Scales flew off, and blood gushed out. The black dragon roared and thrashed in pain.
Chen Nan shouted, "Beast, I know you can understand me. If you don't want to suffer, you'd better land on the ground right now!"
The flying dragon seemed defiant, violently thrashing in the air a few times. Chen Nan unleashed a black blade of light over ten feet long from his longsword, and once again plunged it deep into the flying dragon's body. Blood surged forth, and the intense pain finally brought the flying dragon to its knees, whereupon it fell wearily to the ground.
As the dragon landed, Chen Nan's lips curled into a cruel smile. He took out thirty-three throwing knives from the deerskin pouch. These were not ordinary throwing knives; they were magically enhanced knives given to him by the vice-dean, imbued with powerful magical energy, and their power should not be underestimated.
The instant Chen Nan jumped off the flying dragon, he concentrated all his power into thirty-three throwing knives. The thirty-three magical throwing knives emitted a dazzling black light, and demonic energy surged around the blades, with black mist swirling around them, resembling the flames of hell.
He flicked his wrist and threw out thirty-three throwing knives, then his body transformed into a streak of black light and rushed into the distance.
Thirty-three magical throwing knives emitted strange whistles and exuded an aura of death, creating a violent energy fluctuation in the air as they attacked the dragon's massive head.
The dragon let out a deafening roar, and thirty-three magical throwing knives exploded simultaneously inside its head. The dragon's skull was ripped open, and blood and brain matter spurted out, its seven-zhang-long body tumbling across the plaza.
The onlookers, cultivators, and soldiers hurriedly retreated, but even so, some who hadn't managed to get away were whipped away by the dragon's enormous tail and died.
After a long while, the dragon finally stopped rolling and lay motionless in a pool of blood. It wasn't that the magic throwing knife was particularly powerful; it was simply that the dragon had encountered someone it couldn't afford to offend, and that was the main reason for its demise.
At this moment, the chaotic crowd outside gradually calmed down, and a young military officer shouted loudly to Chen Nan from outside the arena: "Come here..."
Chen Nan ignored him and shifted his gaze to the young marquis's companions, the alluring woman and the three noblemen. The four were currently conversing in hushed tones, seemingly discussing something. A sharp glint flashed in Chen Nan's eyes. Holding Xiao Chenxi in his left arm and wielding a long sword in his right, he charged towards them swiftly.
The four were discussing how to kill Chen Nan. The families of the three noblemen held considerable influence in the capital of Jin, and they wanted to use their family's influence to order the army to capture Chen Nan.
Upon seeing Chen Nan, covered in blood, charging towards them, the four men paled instantly. While preparing to fight, they shouted loudly to the general in the army, urging him to send someone to kill Chen Nan immediately.
At this moment, Chen Nan's mind was filled with only killing intent; he was determined to kill the four people in front of him. As he ran, streaks of black light shot out from his body, and the surging demonic energy around him was like the flames of the underworld. Coupled with the shocking crimson bloodstains all over his body, he looked like a ferocious demon from hell.
Seeing Chen Nan's violent intentions, the army general hurriedly ordered his men to rush forward and stop him, but the army's speed was no match for Chen Nan's. The moment they made a move, Chen Nan had already reached the four men.
"None of you will leave here alive. You will all die!" The cold words were chilling. Chen Nan slashed horizontally with his long sword, and a black blade light nearly two zhang long swept towards the four people with the force of a thousand armies.
Its power was astonishing, its might terrifying! Chen Nan struck first, his demonic aura filling the four before him with utter fear. Faced with this unparalleled and fierce attack, the four reacted in different ways.
The alluring woman was the young marquis's beloved concubine. She hated Chen Nan intensely and drew her sword to meet him. Of the three noblemen, one raised his sword to meet him, one dodged, and the third turned and fled towards the army.
It's perfectly normal for the three noble young masters to react this way. Although their cultivation is decent, they are all spoiled brats. Chen Nan's furious killing of the young marquis and slaughter of the flying dragon just now left an indelible impression on them, and they were already terrified.
Chen Nan chuckled coldly. The black blade light, like the Grim Reaper's scythe reaping lives, shattered the fighting spirit unleashed by the alluring woman and the noble young master, completely destroying the longswords in their hands.
The two noble young men who hadn't yet escaped were terrified and fled towards the army, no longer daring to linger. Only the alluring woman remained. Looking at Chen Nan, who was enveloped in demonic energy, she involuntarily shivered. At that moment, the fear of death far outweighed her hatred. She dropped her sword hilt and turned to flee as well.
The imposing aura Chen Nan created completely divided the four people. How could he possibly let go of the culprit who had first humiliated Xiao Chenxi? He stepped forward, his long sword slashing out fiercely, the blazing black light instantly severing half of the alluring woman's shoulder.
She wailed and screamed, writhing in the pool of blood. Blood stained the ground red, and a mist of blood rose up, swirling above her body, the pungent smell of blood making one want to vomit.
Chen Nan strode forward, carrying Xiao Chenxi, and stabbed her in the chest with a knife. Then he lifted her high and flung her in the direction the three noblemen had fled.
More than a hundred soldiers rushed to Chen Nan's side and surrounded him. Kevin, Long Wu, Guan Hao, and others had already squeezed into the crowd, but were ultimately stopped by the soldiers, who shouted, "Brother Chen, don't be impulsive..."
The three noble young men had arrived beside the young general, and all three were of one mind, strongly demanding that Chen Nan be killed immediately.
Chen Nan glanced at Kevin, Long Wu, and the others, then at the three noble young masters not far away. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Unable to suppress the bloodlust within him, he coldly shouted at the hundred-odd soldiers surrounding him, "Get out of the way!"
Although these hundred-plus people were afraid of him, they were not going to make way for him just because of a few words.
"I'll ask you one more time, are you moving out of the way or not?"
Just then, the general in the distance gave the order: "Take down this villain!" More than a hundred people, swords and knives in hand, charged forward together.
"Today I will unleash a massacre!" Chen Nan's disheveled hair danced wildly, his long sword pointed to the sky, and he declared, enunciating each word clearly, "Those who stand in my way will die!"
He brandished his sword and charged forward, but as soon as he entered the ranks of soldiers, a wave of blood surged forth.
How could ordinary soldiers withstand Chen Nan's Reversal of the Mystic Art? At first, he would only cut down one person with each strike, but when he saw that some soldiers were still charging forward fearlessly, his swordsmanship immediately became ferocious and sharp. Almost every time he slashed, four or five heads rolled to the ground.
When Chen Nan burst out of the crowd, he found himself surrounded by corpses; nearly half of the hundred people had met their demise. Blood boiled on the ground, a mist of blood filled the air, and the entire square reeked of blood. Chen Nan's hair was stained crimson, and as he tossed his head, countless drops of blood rained down from the sky, making him appear like a blood-soaked demon.
Chenxi's body was already covered in blood. She trembled in Chen Nan's arms. Chen Nan looked down and noticed that her eyelashes were blinking.
"Chenxi, you are not allowed to open your eyes. You must listen to your brother now!" Chen Nan commanded.
"Mmm," Chenxi responded softly.
Chen Nan charged forward again, wielding his single-edged sword. By this time, the three noble young men were terrified. Faced with Chen Nan, who resembled a demon, they were completely frightened and fled in three different directions.
The young general once again ordered his soldiers to charge forward and block Chen Nan, but by this time all the soldiers were already chilled to the bone. Although they were forced to go forward, not one of them dared to make a move.
Chen Nan laughed loudly, his body leaping into the air, flying five zhang across, bypassing the soldiers blocking his way, and chasing after a noble young master. He sneered, "Even if the Heavenly King himself came today, he couldn't guarantee your lives!"
Such arrogant and cold words not only sent a chill down the spines of every soldier, but also made the cultivators watching from the sidelines tremble.
At this moment, Long Wu had already passed through the soldiers' obstruction and arrived in front of the young general, speaking to him in a low voice. Although the young general did not appear humble in front of Long Wu, he was clearly still very polite.
"Where do you think you're going to run to?!" Chen Nan was now less than three zhang away from the noble young master, who was terrified. He quickly charged into the ranks of soldiers, shouting as he fled, "Protect me! Whoever can harm him even a hair will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold!"
With a generous reward, many soldiers rushed towards Chen Nan. But how could sheep stop a tiger? Chen Nan's long sword unleashed a series of blazing blades, and countless heads rolled to the ground. It was a one-sided massacre.
The noble young master and Chen Nan rampaged through an army of two thousand men, during which Chen Nan cut down countless people.
"Even if thousands of men stand in my way, they cannot stop me from killing you!" As he spoke, Chen Nan had already rushed behind the nobleman, his chilling words seeming to come from the deepest hell. He slashed forward with his sword, striking the nobleman's back hard. The blade embedded itself in the nobleman's bone, causing him to scream in agony.
Under the watchful eyes of thousands of soldiers, Chen Nan launched him into the air, then with a swift stroke of his blade, cleaved him in two, blood raining down.
At this moment, Long Wu and the young general were both glaring angrily at Chen Nan. The two noble young men were also standing beside them. Judging from their expressions, they seemed to be somewhat wary of Long Wu.
Chen Nan was suspicious of Long Wu's identity. It seemed that she was also a person of extraordinary status in Jin Kingdom, at least no less than those noble young masters.
At this moment, Long Wu's demeanor was completely different from usual. She appeared extremely dignified, and with a stern face, she shouted at Chen Nan, "Young Master Chen, please remain calm and do not act impulsively! Put away your long sword and come over here to talk."
Chen Nan didn't answer, but tucked his long sword into his waistband and strode forward. Seeing Chen Nan approach, the two noblemen were clearly terrified, their expressions extremely flustered.
Chen Nan stood quietly in front of the four people, looking at them expressionlessly.
The young general was furious. Over a hundred of his men had died or been wounded that day. He coldly said to Chen Nan, "Why did you commit such a heinous crime in the streets of my Jin capital, defying the law and slaughtering countless soldiers? Do you know that this is a crime punishable by the confiscation of your property and the extermination of your entire clan?"
Suddenly, Chen Nan drew his long sword with lightning speed. A flash of black light appeared, and the cold blade instantly plunged into the chest of a nobleman. He didn't pull the sword out of the nobleman's body, but instead swung it up, head and all, and brought it down on the head of another nobleman. The nobleman who was swung up was almost cut in half at the waist, leaving one nobleman with half his head severed.
All of this happened in an instant; no one expected such a shocking turn of events. In a mere moment, two noble young masters were killed by Chen Nan, their bodies lying at his feet.