The deafening roar of the dragon, the thunderous clash of blazing battle aura and golden blades, coupled with the frenzied shouts of tens of thousands of cultivators outside the arena, plunged the entire Divine Wind Academy into a frenzied atmosphere. Watching the life-or-death battle in the sky, everyone went wild, even the most respected senior figures.
Regardless of the outcome, the life-or-death battle between Chen Nan and the young Marquis Shenwei is destined to be regarded as a classic battle among young powerhouses.
This frenzied duel had lasted for nearly an hour, and given the strength they had exhausted, they should have been completely worn out long ago. But in reality, the two were still fighting with boundless energy, their figures incredibly agile and their movements as swift as lightning, like two streaks of light, bathed in the dazzling light emanating from the dragon's back.
At this moment, both of them were persevering with an iron will, enduring excruciating pain to unleash their potential.
During the fierce battle between the two top young masters, the dragon's scales had almost all fallen off, leaving its entire back a bloody mess, with some areas even revealing its white bones. Finally, it weakly and swayed as it fell to the ground from the sky.
However, at this moment, the battle between Chen Nan and the young Marquis Shenwei was nearing its end. After all, the young Marquis Shenwei was a dragon knight, only skilled at riding dragons in battle, but now he was fighting a martial artist from the East in close combat. It was clear that he was using his weakness to attack the enemy's strength, and his defeat was unstoppable.
Chen Nan used the Divine Void Step, moving like a ghost. The spear in his hand shot out thousands of golden rays, and countless sharp rays enveloped his opponent like dragons.
Just as Chen Nan gained an overwhelming advantage, his body suddenly trembled, and the true energy in his body suddenly reversed. The originally golden true energy turned as black as ink in an instant. Two dark lights shot out from his eyes, and the thousands of brilliant sharpnesses of the spear also turned into blazing black light in an instant. The profound power actually reversed on its own!
This was something Chen Nan had never expected. He hadn't even attempted to reverse his profound technique, yet the true energy within his body had reversed on its own. He knew that something would happen to him sooner or later after he was forced to reverse his profound technique the first time, but he didn't expect the signs to appear so quickly. An inexplicable surge of killing intent welled up within him!
Chen Nan pointed his spear to the sky, his disheveled hair moving without wind, and boundless demonic energy emanating from his body. At this moment, he resembled a demon king descending upon the world! After the reversal of his profound power, his strength surged wildly, his internal power like a surging Yangtze River, as powerful as a mighty raging river. He gripped the spear with both hands, his body transforming into a streak of black light as he charged towards the young Marquis Shenwei. The jet-black spear, with overwhelming force, shattered through layers of battle energy, instantly piercing the young Marquis Shenwei's chest.
As Chen Nan's eyes opened and closed, two tangible black beams flickered in and out of existence. The instant the spear pierced the heart of the young Marquis Shenwei, he was startled. In his original mind, if he defeated his opponent, he would cripple his power, but not kill him. Yet, at this moment, he involuntarily killed him; he knew the reversed profound technique had affected his temperament.
Just as the spear was about to pierce the heart of the young Marquis Shenwei, Chen Nan forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, slightly raised his hands, and the spear tip rose ten centimeters, piercing into the opponent's shoulder blade. Blood spurted out, and the young Marquis Shenwei let out a shrill scream. The outcome was decided at this moment!
The tens of thousands of cultivators watching in the square erupted in cheers, curses, applause, boos... all sorts of sounds mingled together, and the final result of this exciting battle was already set in stone.
Outside the crowd, the blonde beauty Ruth looked utterly shocked, never expecting Chen Nan's cultivation to be so powerful. She then fell into deep thought.
On a special viewing platform, the vice deans of the four academies exchanged glances, a strange glint in each of their eyes. On another viewing platform, Meng Ke'er's beautiful eyes shone with a peculiar light as she murmured a few words to herself.
At this moment, Yalong was less than five zhang away from the ground. Chen Nan, holding a spear, leaped down. He knew that the young Marquis Shenwei had lost half of his meridians with his last attack, and the hope of recovery was very slim. He was not worth worrying about at all.
When Yalong saw that its mortal enemy, who had been "bullying" on its back, had finally landed, two beams of hatred shot out from its eyes, and it pounced on Chen Nan with its weak body.
At this moment, the powerful force within Chen Nan's body was surging. After he forced himself to spare the young marquis's life, his killing intent not only failed to be suppressed but instead increased. His murderous intent was like a live volcano that could erupt at any moment.
The arrival of the dragon completely ignited his killing intent.
Chen Nan used the Divine Void Step to swiftly dodge the attack of the aerial behemoth. The dragon's massive claws missed their mark, creating two terrifying craters in the ground. As the dragon swung its head to charge at him, Chen Nan gripped his spear with both hands, concentrating all his power into the spear shaft, using the steel spear as a longsword, and viciously slashed at the dragon's neck.
At this moment, Chen Nan's internal energy had reversed, and his power had reached an astonishing level. The power of this full-force strike was boundless. A solidified black blade of light, more than three zhang long, appeared at the tip of the spear. The terrifying energy fluctuations shook the entire square, causing all the spectators to feel a chill run down their spines.
The dragon seemed to sense the danger and quickly turned its head to retreat, but it was too late. Chen Nan's spear, which resembled a long sword, had already swung down, and the three-zhang-long materialized black blade light accurately struck its neck.
A surge of blood erupted as a dragon's head, the size of a house, was cleaved off and rolled away. The spectators erupted in uproar; this astonishing scene once again ignited their excitement.
This was the bloodiest and most brutal battle in days. A dragon over ten feet long was slaughtered, and the cruel scene terrified many timid people.
Blood gushed from the dragon's neck like a gushing spring, gathering below to form a river of blood. Blood mist billowed, and a pungent stench of blood permeated the entire area. The dragon's corpse crashed to the ground like a mountain of gold or a jade pillar toppling, and the young Marquis Shenwei was sent flying sideways, crashing into the dust.
Today, he suffered a complete and utter defeat. Not only was his cultivation almost destroyed, but his mount was also killed. He staggered to his feet and shouted viciously at Chen Nan's retreating figure, "In this life and the next, I will be your sworn enemy! Sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Nan paused, but eventually continued walking forward.
Seeing that Chen Nan did not respond, the young Marquis Shenwei's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He poured his remaining energy into the broadsword in his hand and then hurled it at Chen Nan's back.
At this moment, Chen Nan hadn't yet recovered from the reversal of his profound technique. His cultivation was now at the fourth level, and he had sensed the impending danger the instant it arrived. Without turning around, he swung his left palm backward, and a dark, blazing light instantly enveloped the incoming broadsword, shattering it into pieces and crashing to the ground. Immediately afterward, without looking back, Chen Nan threw his spear backward and strode forward.
The spear, radiating a dark light, unleashed terrifying shockwaves. Like a bolt of lightning, it pierced through the chest of the young Marquis Shenwei in an instant, carrying him eight or nine zhang away before pinning his corpse to the ground.
A roar erupted from the crowd once again. Many girls who were usually very reserved couldn't help but scream, and many young people shouted, "Chen Nan... Chen Nan..."
Ignoring the clamor, Chen Nan strode towards the edge of the arena, and the onlookers instinctively parted to make way for him.