School Beauty's Peerless Soldier

Staring at Xu Fan, who suddenly closed his eyes, Zhao Chenglong was somewhat stunned.

Could it be that Xu Fan had reached his limit, knowing he was no match, and simply closed his eyes waiting for death?

It was only at this moment that Zhao Chenglong finally realized that the person standing in front of him was just a junior at the Entering Dao Realm Peak! Even though Xu Fan's earlier performance was incredibly stunning, and Zhao Chenglong was completely overpowered without using the Spiritual Snake, Xu Fan was still too young! He looked even under twenty!

When I was twenty, could I even withstand one move from Xu Fan?

In Zhao Chenglong's eyes, as he looked at Xu Fan, there was full admiration, yet the Spiritual Snake in his hand relentlessly swung towards Xu Fan.

This battle was not only Zhao Chenglong's curtain call but also a test for Xu Fan. If Xu Fan couldn't defeat him, then even if he gave that thing to Xu Fan, Xu Fan might not have the ability to protect it.

"It seems that the item is destined to be taken with me below..."

Zhao Chenglong sighed lightly in his heart, but his offensive did not diminish at all. However, he deliberately avoided attacking Xu Fan's vital points and aimed to severely injure him instead.

However, at this moment, Xu Fan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and a terrifying aura rose abruptly.

Boom!

The violent spiritual power gathered between Xu Fan's hands, even making Zhao Chenglong, who was at the Vajra Realm Peak, feel somewhat alarmed.

Then, Xu Fan unhesitatingly pushed his hands forward, and an overwhelmingly terrifying shadow of spiritual power, seeming as if to tear the entire sky apart, pressed towards Zhao Chenglong with irresistible momentum, while the Spiritual Snake, no matter how it swung, could not stop the mountain-like palm seal from landing on Zhao Chenglong's body.

Bang!

Under this palm from Xu Fan, Zhao Chenglong was like an ant, directly slammed into the ground, his Spiritual Snake helplessly dropped, blood streaked down the corner of his mouth, and his aura became somewhat feeble.

Had Xu Fan not withdrawn some of his force at the last moment, Zhao Chenglong might have already breathed his last.

This palm was the first style of the Mysterious Rank Battle Technique, Sky Splitting Seven Styles—Holding Up the Heaven! Xu Fan had practiced this move to perfection, but it was his first time using it in actual combat. Under full force, the power erupted from Holding Up the Heaven even made Xu Fan slightly surprised.

"What... is this palm technique?" At this moment, even though Zhao Chenglong was defeated and seriously injured, his gaze towards Xu Fan was brighter than ever, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

Xu Fan did not hide anything and calmly spoke to Zhao Chenglong, "This move is called Holding Up the Heaven, the first style of a Mysterious Rank Battle Technique. I hadn't used it in real combat before, so I didn't control the strength well."

After a fierce battle, Xu Fan didn't wish to injure Zhao Chenglong either. Now, surrounded and pursued by many experts from the Zhao Family, being severely injured was a catastrophe for Zhao Chenglong.

Thus, in Xu Fan's eyes as he looked at Zhao Chenglong, there was a trace of slight guilt.

Zhao Chenglong immediately saw through Xu Fan's thoughts, and at this moment, he burst into laughter, "Cultivators are destined to face death eventually. In this final battle, losing to you, Xu Fan, is already a great fortune."

Zhao Chenglong had long known that he was destined to die. His only wish was not to fight a great battle one last time but to send an item away, at least not falling into the Zhao Family's hands.

However, the treasures of old belong to those of virtue. Now Zhao Chenglong was unable to protect himself, besieged by the Zhao Family's people, with no time to find any virtuous person.

Yet, the appearance of Xu Fan brought a glimmer of hope to Zhao Chenglong. After this intense battle, Xu Fan further proved to Zhao Chenglong his strength, potential, and character!

Finally, Zhao Chenglong made a decision. Lying on the ground, he even ignored the blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes, as he looked at Xu Fan, were piercingly bright, as if they were glowing.

"Xu Fan, do you know why I am being hunted by the Zhao Family?"

This question was naturally unknown to Xu Fan. When Old Xie introduced the task to Xu Fan, it was not mentioned either.

"I don't know, perhaps because of the dagger in your hand?"

The dagger in Zhao Chenglong's hand was the most peculiar Divine Weapon Xu Fan had ever seen. It could harm people from afar, although with a short distance, its effect was bizarre, and in a sneak attack, unless one was a Zhiwei Realm expert extremely sensitive to Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power, it was hard for ordinary people to remain unharmed under that dagger.

Such a Divine Weapon, even if not universally desired, would still be coveted by some.

Yet Zhao Chenglong shook his head, "This dagger, named Spiritual Snake, was acquired by chance. Although precious, it has not reached the point where I could not part with it."

"What truly made me defect from the Zhao Family, even at the cost of death, to sever ties with the Zhao Family, was a girl."

Upon hearing this, Xu Fan already sensed a hint of tragedy.

"Women from the Hidden World Families seem destined from birth to be objects, objects that bring profit to the family. This girl, even the Zhao Family Princess, was no exception."

"Most people, when faced with the dire straits of life and death, often choose compromise. This is not unforgivable because survival is human instinct."

"However, this girl was an exception. A pure, kind-hearted Princess who seemed to step out of a painting chose death without the slightest hesitation in the face of compromise and death."

"I, Zhao Chenglong, have lived for over thirty years, seen too many such things, and seen too much of the ugly truth behind the Hidden World Families. But this particular incident made me defect from the family even at the cost of death, to perish together with those hypocritical and ugly people! Because that girl was one I watched grow up."

At this point, Zhao Chenglong took out a Jade Pendant from his bosom, stared intently at Xu Fan, and solemnly said, "This Jade Pendant, which I acquired at a gathering a few years ago, was given to the girl on her birthday three years ago. But now, she has returned it to me."

"Although I am destined to die, I always wanted to leave something behind. I intend to give you this Jade Pendant. Now, only you are qualified to protect it."

Xu Fan was taken aback, taking the seemingly ordinary Jade Pendant without decline.

In Xu Fan's eyes, an ordinary Jade Pendant was not valuable; it was just something Zhao Chenglong wanted to hold onto as a memory. Xu Fan, with a simple gesture, naturally didn't mind lending Zhao Chenglong a hand.

At this moment, a voice filled with joyful laughter came from behind Xu Fan, startling him slightly. He turned his head to look back.