Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chen Fan's last battle had been with Zi Dongyang. Being at just the first ancient monument, he was suppressed by Zi Dongyang. However, he relied on his advantage in speed to remain undefeated.

Now, he had taken the initiative to invade.

"Beautifully done, mess him up!"

"He's finally taking the initiative to invade. I'm so looking forward to it!"

"I'm actually feeling a bit anxious."

The people of the Tianwu Continent lit up with excitement.

Ever since stepping before the first monument, Chen Fan's actions had been unremarkable. Others kept on invading him and often even succeeded in suppressing him.

Seeing Chen Fan finally baring his fangs and invading others, Zi Dongyang, no less, set their blood boiling.

"Damn, he dared to invade Senior Brother Zi Dongyang. He really is looking to die!"

"Overestimating himself! He's overestimating himself too much!"

On the other side, the Ziyang Continent crowd fumed. Their pride felt trampled. In their eyes, only Zi Dongyang had the right to dominate, not be challenged.

"You are courting death!" Zi Dongyang stared fixedly at Chen Fan.

Being the first among those leading to be challenged was a public humiliation.

But Chen Fan's eyes still burned with excitement. Like a flash of golden brilliance, he launched forward, striking like lightning.

Buzz, buzz.

A fierce wind swept, and Zi Dongyang also charged toward Chen Fan.

Both flew at each other, eyes locked. The fight seemed cold, wild, and ruthless.

Starry light coursed on Chen Fan's palm, turning into resplendent runic light. Next, he thrust his palm fiercely toward Zi Dongyang.

Zi Dongyang also unleashed an attack. It was a massive claw of a ferocious bird, seemingly capable of tearing the sky in half.

Boom, tch!

The palm seal ripped the sharp claw apart, and the star-plucking force surged forward, still aimed at Zi Dongyang.

Zi Dongyang attacked with both hands, unleashing more bird claws continuously, obscuring the sky. Rumbling noises rang out nonstop.

But it was useless. Each claw was crushed. The palm seal tore through everything.

Zi Dongyang was forcefully pushed back.

"Nice!"

The people of the Tianwu Continent cheered, as if they had pushed Zi Dongyang back. They all sounded incredibly excited.

Meanwhile, the Ziyang Continent onlookers fell silent, their expressions darkening. That golden figure, still swooping down, filled them with dread. Their hearts pounded.

Chen Fan firmly held the upper hand from the very first exchange. Would he really defy all expectations?

He dove again, wild and fierce, golden light splitting the sky. His icy gaze pierced like blades.

Pushed back in a single exchange, Zi Dongyang let out a furious roar. Next, a strange phenomenon appeared behind him.

Ferocious birds burst into view as resplendent wings unfurled around his body, and a brutal, overwhelming aura surged out.

Chen Fan kept charging. Zi Dongyang shook. The radiant bird behind him seemed to mock the heavens, its presence lofty and arrogant.

When Zi Dongyang struck out again, the claw no longer resembled a mere attack. It was the ferocious bird itself, diving to rip Chen Fan apart.

"Zi Dongyang is fighting back! What a powerful attack. Must be the strength he gained from the fifth ancient monument."

Their attacks collided, and the images projected from the monuments momentarily blurred.

Bang, bang, bang!

Starry light surged from Chen Fan's palm, runes shining brilliantly, dazzling the surrounding space.

Zi Dongyang's splendor spread out, and the tyrannical aura surged into the clouds.

Several star-picking palm seals flew out fiercely, colliding with Zi Dongyang's attacks continuously.

The two shot upward, bombarding each other midair. The void shattered again and again, leaving the onlookers wide-eyed and speechless.

Chen Fan's attacks are actually this powerful. He's matching Zi Dongyang blow for blow!

Many couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

Zi Dongyang let out another furious roar.

In that instant, his glow intensified. Heaven and earth seemed to fill with his silhouettes. Ferocious birds loomed behind him, their eyes locked on Chen Fan, radiating dread.

"Die!" he roared. The flood of attacks in the sky crashed down on Chen Fan.

Buzz!

Starry light erupted. Chen Fan also looked as though he was splitting into thousands.

Resplendent radiance surged from the silhouettes' palms. Blazing runes lit up, transforming into star-picking palm seals that shot toward Zi Dongyang.

The crowd felt as if both of them had three heads and six arms.

Zi Dongyang's light shone brighter, enhanced by the illusory ferocious birds overlapping his figure, but Chen Fan had conjured more silhouettes than him.

The images from the monuments depicted destructive qi currents. The images blurred and flickered, faintly showing signs of crumbling apart.

The crowd could vaguely see that Zi Dongyang was pushed back. Next, Chen Fan moved even faster. His golden roc form streaked across the sky like lightning. Star-picking palm seals rained down, shaking the heavens and tearing everything apart.

The hearts of the people in the outside world jumped violently, and huge waves were set off in the hearts of the people of the Ziyang Continent.

That youth who had stayed on the defensive had finally bared his sharp fangs.

Chen Fan could've stayed passive. With his earlier performance, securing a spot among the final eight hundred was almost certain. But he didn't.

Instead, he had taken the initiative to attack, and he had chosen Zi Dongyang. Such confidence shook the people's hearts.

Then, the projection shattered. The crowd's hearts jolted. All eyes turned to the ancient monuments.

They saw Zi Dongyang pushed back to the fourth row of ancient monuments, heaving and spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.

He was slightly bent forward. Gone was the proud figure from before, as if the halo shrouding him had been shattered cruelly.

It was brutal. Unbelievable. But it was real. It turned into huge waves, crashing into the crowd's hearts.

The people of the Ziyang Continent were stunned.

Zi Dongyang had been defeated!

No one expected this—not from him. He was Zi Dongyang.

Yet, at the Immortal Draft Assembly, he had lost to Chen Fan under similar conditions.

Even though this did not represent their true combat strengths, the potential Chen Fan had shown was still greater than Zi Dongyang's.

This fight held extraordinary significance.

"How is this possible? Zi Dongyang lost. Is he still the peerless pride of heaven, Zi Dongyang?"

"He lost! How could Senior Brother Zi Dongyang lose? How could he possibly lose?"

"I don't believe this. I absolutely won't believe this!"

The people of the Ziyang Continent were unwilling to face this cruel reality.