The young Marquis Shenwei performed outstandingly in the competition for young elites of the four academies, but now he is slightly behind. People can't help but wonder what kind of results Chen Nan would achieve if he participated in the competition for young elites of the four academies.
The students of Shenfeng Academy cheered. Although Chen Nan had a bad reputation as a "scoundrel" in Shenfeng Academy in the past, that was all in the past. Moreover, he lived in Shenfeng Academy for a long time and could be considered a member of the academy in a sense. Therefore, the vast majority of people cheered for him.
The students of the War God Academy naturally favored the young Marquis Shenwei, while the students of the Illusion Demon Academy and the spectators from other academies remained neutral, cheering only for the exciting battle.
The situation at the Immortal Martial Academy was rather complicated. Half of the students cheered for Chen Nan, while the other half booed him. The reason was simple: Chen Nan had killed Tao Ran, a senior expert from the academy who was close to the fifth rank, in the capital of Jin Kingdom.
Tao Ran has many relatives, friends, disciples, and followers, who naturally hate Chen Nan to the core. However, most people in the Immortal Martial Academy know the truth about the Jin Kingdom's capital that day, so most of them are not hostile towards him.
The little princess and Dongfang Fenghuang were also watching the fight from the sidelines. The little princess clenched her fists and said angrily, "How come this damn guy is getting stronger and stronger?" She gritted her teeth and said, "He dared to hit me in front of tens of thousands of people... Humph, I'll make him pay sooner or later!"
In the distance, atop the towering stands, Meng Ke'er's beautiful eyes gleamed with wonder as she murmured to herself, "Could it really be the Divine Void Step? It's truly incredibly profound..."
Dust filled the center of the square, and a murderous aura soared to the sky. The enormous roar of the dragon was deafening. Chen Nan and the young Marquis Shenwei had been fighting for nearly half an hour, and the battle had entered a white-hot stage. Both of them had traces of blood at the corners of their mouths, and both had suffered serious internal injuries from the impact of the opponent's powerful energy.
After narrowly dodging the fierce attack of the dragon, Chen Nan also withstood the seventh level of the young master's battle qi. As the dragon soared into the air, its giant tail suddenly slashed down from the sky, and the huge tail shadow stirred up a fierce gust of wind, which fiercely attacked Chen Nan.
Although Chen Nan had mastered the Divine Void Step and was as fast as lightning, he was still a fraction of a second too slow, and the dragon's tail was about to touch his body.
With no way to avoid it, he gathered all his strength to prepare for a head-on confrontation. The twelve-foot spear, infused with pure internal energy, instantly shone with divine light, bursting forth with a brilliance even more dazzling than the sun in the sky. A vast and powerful force surged outward from Chen Nan, sweeping across the entire plaza. The terrifying fluctuations of power made all the spectators feel a chill run down their spines.
As the dragon's massive tail lashed out, Chen Nan used his spear like a club, smashing it down on the very tip of the dragon's tail with the force of splitting a mountain.
With a soft "poof," a surge of blood erupted as more than a meter of the dragon's tail was severed. The dragon let out a deafening roar, wildly thrashing its massive tail in the air, tumbling and splashing blood everywhere.
Although Chen Nan successfully inflicted a severe blow on Ya Long, he himself was thrown back by Ya Long, tumbling through the air for seven or eight zhang before crashing heavily to the ground. He was in excruciating pain all over his body, feeling as if his body had been torn apart. He struggled to his feet, using his spear as a crutch.
At this moment, Yalong was still writhing in the air, roaring deafeningly. He took this opportunity to quickly adjust his breathing and recover his strength.
When Yalong stopped roaring and calmed down, Chen Nan opened his eyes. Although his injuries were serious, he could only fight in this state.
Young Marquis Shenwei was furious. His beloved dragon had been repeatedly injured, something that had never happened before. Moreover, he himself had suffered considerable internal injuries since the start of the battle, which made him feel utterly humiliated. He gently comforted the dragon for a few moments, and then ordered it to launch its fiercest attack on Chen Nan. He didn't want to drag things out any longer and wanted a swift victory.
This was exactly what Chen Nan wanted; given his current physical condition, it was difficult for him to continue a prolonged battle. He coldly stared at the swooping dragon, his eyes flashing with a sharp light as he searched for the best opportunity to strike.
The dragon drew ever closer, and the gale-force winds surging from the sky grew stronger, causing Chen Nan's clothes to flutter wildly. When the dragon's ferocious head and sharp claws were less than two zhang away from him, Chen Nan finally moved, quickly dodging to the side and then charging at the dragon from its flank.
At this moment, Chen Nan's internal energy seemed to boil, and his powerful inner force burst forth. His body was enveloped in a blazing golden light, like a raging fire. He soared into the air and rushed onto the dragon's body at incredible speed, attacking the young Marquis Shenwei on its back.
Young Marquis Shenwei was shocked. Chen Nan's speed exceeded his expectations. The opponent actually used the brief moment when the dragon swooped down to the ground to rush onto the dragon's back and viciously attack him. All of this was handled with too much precision.
The young Marquis Shenwei swung his broadsword repeatedly, trying to blast his opponent away, but Chen Nan had risked his life this time, how could he retreat so easily? His spear emitted a dazzling golden light, transforming into countless spear shadows, charging relentlessly towards the young Marquis Shenwei. Terrifying energy fluctuations swept in all directions; this was a charge that concerned life and death!
Thousands of golden spear shadows converged into a golden net, enveloping the young Marquis Shenwei, the immense pressure as heavy as Mount Tai. The young Marquis Shenwei was both shocked and furious. Chen Nan's fierce attack forced him to defend with all his might. The two forces collided, producing a series of rumbling sounds in the air.
Finally, relying on the aid of the Divine Void Step, Chen Nan broke through his defenses and rushed forward. "Hehe..." Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he leaned on his spear, standing on the back of the dragon, facing the young Marquis Shenwei from afar.
The young Marquis Shenwei's face was ashen, but he had no time to think. He slowly raised the broadsword that was hanging down in his hand and pointed it at Chen Nan's heart.
Although Chen Nan had already launched his attack, his internal injuries had worsened. He gripped his spear tightly with both hands, his face grave.
After missing its target, Yalong roared angrily. It could feel Chen Nan leaping onto its body, soaring into the air, trying to throw Chen Nan off.
The young Marquis Shenwei revealed a cold smile. As soon as the dragon took to the sky, he began to gather his power, preparing to launch a frenzied attack on Chen Nan. As a dragon knight, he was confident that he knew more about aerial combat than Chen Nan.
Indeed, Chen Nan wasn't a dragon knight, so he certainly didn't ride the dragon as naturally as the young Marquis Shenwei. The moment the dragon soared into the sky, his body swayed, and he almost lost his balance and fell off.
However, Chen Nan quickly came up with a way to stabilize his body. He gathered all his strength in his feet, leaped high into the air, and then stomped hard on the dragon's back. At that moment, his feet were like two indestructible blades, two dazzling rays of light emanating from the soles of his feet, piercing through the steel-like dragon armor and stabbing fiercely into the dragon's body.
Blood surged as Chen Nan's knees sank completely into the dragon's back, pinning him to the dragon's body like an iron stake.
The dragon let out a mournful roar, tumbling violently in the air, flailing its body frantically, trying to shake off the person who had harmed it. But Chen Nan was firmly attached to the dragon's body, unmovable, and no matter how much it struggled, it could not be shaken off.
On the contrary, the young Marquis Shenwei nearly tumbled off the dragon's back. If it weren't for the dragon's reins and other ropes securing him, he might have truly been killed by his own dragon. He was furious; Chen Nan had actually harmed his mount in this way, which filled him with immense sorrow. He grabbed the dragon's reins with one hand and charged towards Chen Nan with his broadsword in the other.
At this moment, Chen Nan did something that almost drove the young Marquis Shenwei mad. Facing the enemy's aggressive charge, he gripped his spear with both hands and charged forward. With each step, he left a nearly two-foot-deep bloody hole in the dragon's back, from which blood gushed forth. Blood sprayed out like a geyser from those holes, instantly staining half of the dragon's body red. Blood dripped down from the dragon's body, creating a rain of blood in the air.
The dragon's mournful roar grew even more piercing, and its tumbling movements in the air became even more violent.
"Ah..." Young Marquis Shenwei screamed wildly, his eyes bloodshot, and rushed to Chen Nan's side like a wild beast.
On the dragon's back, sword energy soared into the sky, and battle aura shook the heavens as two young masters from the East and West clashed.
Thousands of golden spear shadows intertwined with the surging battle qi, and the dragon's back shone with boundless light. In the light and shadow, two figures moved and attacked like lightning. The colliding battle qi and golden spear shadows continuously produced earth-shattering noises, and it seemed as if countless thunderclaps were resounding in the sky.
Dragons surged and roared, blood rained down, battle aura surged like rainbows, and spearheads shattered the sky...